New Times, New Hell

In the depths of the mountains of the Siling, a huge cave.

The obscure man sat cross-legged under the statue carved over the entire mountain wall, tightening the spirit and confronting the opposite person.

Shang Yan put his hand in his pocket and stood in front of him in a leisurely manner. He said with a blank expression: "You should stop, Qin Guangwang."

The former owner of Luojing Mountain, the Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty, has the Ten Temples.

The first temple is Wang Qin, Wang Guang, Wang Jiang, and the singer Shi Tianshou is alive and dead, and he is in charge of the gloom.

It’s just that the king who has been loyal to the world’s sacred justice has been sentenced to two days by the criminals who are now almost mad.

Jiang Lengxiao: "It's too late."

"It's not too late." The merchants are undecided. "You can't beat me anyway."

When Chiang was stunned, he smiled for a long while: "You still haven't changed, still so self-righteous."

“Yeah.” Shang Shi said faintly, “You have changed a lot. It’s a good king, and it’s become a cult who engages in underground activities. It’s really bad.”

Jiang: "..."

How is Shangyu more mean than before! What did you learn?

"Not because of you!" Jiang Yan squatted at the merchant, gnashing his teeth. "I didn't expect that you can still come back from the chaotic environment and take over the land."

There is also a bit of irony in Shang Xiao’s look: “At the beginning, the Three Realms joined forces to seal me into chaos, and I thought I would spend eternal life in chaos.”

Unexpectedly, in the end, when the sky collapsed, the three great powers disappeared with the destruction of the heavens and the earth. Instead, he was imprisoned in the chaotic environment, and because the three spirits faded, his seal was loosened. Eventually he was able to return to the world.

"Say, I should thank you." Shang Xiao smiled and looked at Jiang. "But I know that you were not sealed in good faith, so I still don't appreciate it."

Jiang almost vomited blood.

For a while, Jiang Cai shook the gods and continued to look at Shang Yang: "What if you return to the world? Luo Qishan is sunk and imprisoned for thousands of years. You have no believers in the world. There are no people who have worshipped Luo Qishan ghost king under the sun. How much is your strength left? You know what you are, and you think you can still compete with me?"

Shang Yang looked at him motionless and sent out a torture of the soul: "If you are so confident about yourself, why bother to hide from me for underground activities?"

Jiang almost didn't get killed by him, but he quickly showed the sneer sneer: "That is naturally because I want to welcome the emperor."

The face of Shang Yang’s calm and waveless face finally rose a little, and the twilight sank: “The ghost emperor did not follow the heavens and the earth?”

The Northern Emperor of the Great Emperor, also known as the North Emperor, is generally called the ghost emperor.

"I don't think about it?" Seeing Shang Hao's expression finally condensed, Jiang's mood was a little quick, and he couldn't help but say something more. "The emperor has already noticed the ablation of the heavens and the earth, and foresee the collapse of the two worlds early, so early in the morning. Before the destruction of the heavens and the earth, I was sent to the world to preserve the strength of the underworld. At the last moment of the collapse of the heavens and the earth, he separated his own knowledge and sent it to the world, and resurrected through the flesh of the mortal..."

"Originally, when the emperor was resurrected, we could rebuild the land and continue to control the cycle of life and death in the world. I didn't expect you to take a step ahead..."

Jiang’s tone is full of resentment. “But fortunately, Si Ling is still in our hands.”

Speaking of this, Shang Hao’s unrecognizable posture was finally serious, and his eyes became cold. “Those people have facial sores, and what do you do?”

"You have already discovered?" Although Jiang’s sentence is a question, the tone is not unexpected.

"I don't want to do this either, but the people of this era are too ridiculous." Jiang said, "I have mastered the truth, have no faith, don't respect the ghosts, and even think about getting rid of the shrine's asylum, thinking that I can live on my own. Good day..."

"This is what it is." Shang Hao interrupted him coldly. "Qin Guangwang, you will also surf the Internet. Why can't you open your eyes to the world?"

"Now the country, only the development of the Siling, which is under your control, is the most backward."

One hit kill.

Jiang: "..."

Where is the business? ! And he still can't refute!

"Shangzhen, you are still so naive, always believe that people can rely on themselves, but in fact?" Recognizing that they are noisy, Jiang simply gave up his argument and decided to speak with the facts. "I released a few The evil spirits, they are helpless, have to surrender to me, devoutly enshrine the emperor, and provide a steady stream of faith for the emperor to regain the yin and yang."

“Si Ling is really a good place. It’s a great place to raise corpses, and there are so many faiths...”

With the voice of Chiang, the land under their feet trembled slightly.

The position where Jiang was sitting on the plate slowly came out with red marks, and gradually spread out to the surrounding, forming a strange rune shape.

"They are praying, praying that the emperor will lower the divine power and stop the drought. I feel the piety of their heart..." Behind Chiang, the huge carvings surfaced the faces of countless evil spirits, screaming wildly at the merchants.

"The emperor is about to return, and he will take over the yin and yang again."

"If you rebuild the land by releasing evil spirits and causing panic in the human world to deceive the faith..." Shang Yi reached out and turned to the stone behind Jiang, "I oppose."

"Fishing enforcement is not advisable."

Luo Yishan's ghost king Yin 挟 wrapped in the supreme power, printed on the huge stone carving, the evil spirits immediately sighed with sorrow, countless ghost hands stick out from the stone carving, struggling to struggle forward, as if trying to escape The evil spirit of purgatory.

"You are useless against you." Jiang Yinyin smiled. "You can't stop it."

"I can." Shang Hao quarreled and did not admit defeat, and then another finger.

The earthquake at the foot of the earthquake trembled even more.

The evil spirits on the stone can't support the ghost king's sanctions, and some have already begun to smote.

Shang Shi said faintly: "You see, I am still so powerful."

Jiang: "..." It is obviously so annoying!

Just then, the thunder of the "rumbling" came from outside the cave.

Shang Xiao slightly frowned: "Thunder?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha --" Jiang finally burst into laughter and screamed, "Shang 阙, you can't think of it, there is a green grass and drought in the ground of Si Ling. I have raised her for 50 years. Now, she is going to be paralyzed. ”

Shang Yan’s face has finally changed.

"You can stop the drought and phlegm, but you can't stop the emperor from returning."

"You can also choose to stop me, then you have to look at the shackles."

The thunder is getting louder and louder, and the next time, the drought and heat that swept the entire Siling finally spread into the cave.

"Shangzheng, even if you are the son of Luoshan, there are still things you can't do in this world, just like you couldn't stop the ghost city from falling into the ground with Luoshan Mountain. Today, you can't stop the end of the world."

Shang Xiao’s fingers trembled with Jiang’s fingers, his face calm and watery.

Seeing that he had been exposed for thousands of years, he watched the fragile expression of the ghost town that had sunk together with Luoshan Mountain. Jiang’s laughter became more and more mad.

"This cockroach will turn the world into hell, and the emperor will rebuild the order of the new **** -"

Behind him, the evil spirits on the stone carvings laughed together: "The world is ours, ours, ours-"

The merchants took back their fingers and were about to leave.

Suddenly the thunder outside the cave weakened, and the heat suddenly subsided.

Shang Yan’s footsteps.

Jiang’s laughter also came to an abrupt end: “What happened?”

......

At this time, the sky above the Shiling Resort.

The ferry was as confused as the half of the droughts and floods, shouting in horror in the air: "My mine? My thunder?"

In front of the villa area, the masters and the personnel of the special department collectively leaned over the neck and looked at the drought in a complicated face.

On the hilltop farther away, on the other side of the mountain fire, a huge lightning rod stands, constantly igniting the electricity emitted by the thundercloud.

After Yu Xingduo called for the ghost to transport the lightning rod, the special department also quickly joined the work and installed the lightning rod in time.

However, this is only sleeping in the ground. I don’t know how many years of droughts and floods obviously do not understand what happened, but I wonder how my own thunderstorm suddenly stopped me.

"Fast, take this opportunity!" Mu Daochang licked his chest and vomited a bit of turbidity. "This drought has consumed a lot of mana for the sake of the robbery. Now is her weakest time. We havetened to try to eliminate her." ""

But when he turned around, he discovered that his peers were all white-faced. Many of them had unsolved corpses that had been caught by zombies. At this time, life-saving is still not easy. What is the practice? In fact, Mu Daochang himself is not exhausted. Energy, how can we spare no effort to open the altar again.

"Let me try it." Yu said to cross the road.

The masters looked at him with a hesitation in his tone: "Can you?"

"Not necessarily." Yu Qidu took a step forward and took a deep breath. "But always try."

"Good." Ming Pei-Ran, who has been on the phone, said, "I have already contacted the higher authorities to apply for the missile support of the nearest military region. Now there is still a person who blesses the missile practice..."

Yu Zhengdu: "..." The world he saw was not big enough.

Yu Zhengdu will just breathe in the tone and slowly spit out: "Okay."

The support of the country came very quickly. The missile landed on the drought, and the drought and the screaming screamed: "Do you think that this will destroy me?"

Luo Yishan, the ghost king of the law, was printed.

The dry and smog ash flies away.

The thunder of "Booming--" came to an end.

At this time, it was close to the early morning, the silver moon disappeared, the morning light appeared, and it was covered by the dark clouds that swept through it, and it was raining heavily.

The mountain fire gradually went out, and the heat in the air began to slowly dissipate.

The crowd in front of the villa finally breathed away, and could no longer support it, sitting on the ground one by one.

Ming Pei-Ran is the captain. At this time, I will not forget to maintain order. The commanding team will assist the injured people in the villa one by one, and the team doctors of the team will give you poison treatment.

The audience only had no injuries at all, and stood silently under the eaves of the villa. Looking at the heavy rain outside, the dialogues of the masters continued to pass into the ears:

"This Siling is afraid to raise a body that I don't know for a long time, and even raise such a big ghost."

"No, if it really makes this drought and flood successfully cross the robbery, then the world is afraid of purgatory..."

"How can Si Ling have such ample spiritual power and belief?"

Yu Zhengdu constantly remembers the words of Qiqimin: "A thousand years ago, Si Ling originally enshrined the Luoqishan Ghost King."

His mind was full of thoughts, and suddenly the phone jumped out with a hint: Jiang was on the line.

At the beginning, because of the death event on the Internet, he once made a tracking program to track the mastermind behind Jiang, but after Jiang did not log in to the account again, he did not expect that at this time, he actually logged in.

Yu Zhengdu can no longer be calm, and sent a message to Shang.

......

Deep in the forest.

When Shang Xiao looked at the cave, his look was a bit stunned: "It's raining."

Jiang was unbelievable and widened his eyes and shouted: "Impossible, impossible - except you, there can be no one in this world who can stop the drought and phlegm!"

"It's because you are too young to see the wisdom of the world." Although I don't know how they did it, it didn't prevent Shang Hao from feeling very good. Looking at Jiang's eyes, he also had a bit of pity.

"Even if you do, you can't stop me." Jiang began to be hysterical and suddenly took out a laptop from behind and opened it.

"Shang, you must not know, how much faith in my hands."

At the same time, Shangyu received the message of Yu Zhengdu: [I miss you. 】

Shang Hao did not consciously reveal a chuckle: [I am also. 】

Yu Zhengdu: [I am going to find you now, will it affect you? 】

Shang Yang: [No, but can you find me? 】

Yu Zhengdu: [Yes, I traced to the position of Chiang, are you with him? 】

Shang Yan: [Well, then come over, I am enlisting the power of Luoshan to protect you. 】

Shang Yang raised his head and saw Jiang open his computer and looked at him proudly: "Although people now have no faith, there are still many ignorant people and people who are dying. These people are willing to offer through the network. Sacrifice, give me my soul."

The merchants looked at the computer and pointed at them. The power of the ghosts struck, but without touching the computer, they disappeared without any reason.

He frowned slightly: "The power of the ghosts?"

"Yes, the emperor is about to wake up." Jiang looked at him. "Si Ling has provided him with enough faith, only a 'sacrifice'. I said, just like you can't stop the ghost city from falling, you can't stop it. The emperor returned..."

Halfway through his words, his eyes suddenly slammed and he looked at the computer screen incredulously: "What happened? How did the progress bar stop?"

Outside the cave, the sound of the wing of the "嗒嗒嗒嗒" was heard, and Yu said that he would thank the pilot of the special department that sent him.

The other person asked: "Do you really need us to go with you?"

"No, the situation is special, we contacted by phone."

The other party’s ability to fight for Yu has already been highly recognized. The words have not been adhered to. It is a gesture: “Then we are preparing outside, there is a situation you can say at any time.”

"ok." Yu said that the safety rope jumped.

Fortunately, because of the development of the resort, there are more signal towers in this area. Although it has entered the deep mountains, there is still a weak signal. Yuyue will follow the navigation instructions on the mobile phone and pass through a small section of the jungle. The heavy vines finally saw a small hole, which is hard to find if you don't look at it.

Yu Zhengdu tempted and shouted: "Xiaoshang?"

"I'm here."

Hearing the voice of the merchant, Yu said that he was sighed and walked in. Then he was shocked and almost breathless.

This is a cave that is beyond imagination, like a mountain.

The cave is dark and sullen, with phosphorus and phosphorus on the top floating, showing the scene in this huge cave. This is an underground palace, a literal "underground" palace.

Everything in the cave is clearly a reproduction of the scene of hell.

There are 18 layers of **** scene engraved on the huge walls, and there are countless ghosts on every wall. The ghosts are struggling, mourning and sinking.

"These are the souls of the Siling who are not registered in the book of life and death." The merchant saw his wrong look and gently plunged him into his arms.

Behind Jiang, there is a huge stone carving that can hardly be seen at the top. On the stone inscription, the statue of the Emperor of the Northern Shadows is drooping, and quietly overlooking the direction of the foot. If the believers worship here, they must Can feel his compassion and majesty.

Only the merciful Ghost Emperor stone carvings, there are countless evil spirits are struggling to scream, these evil spirits are different from those who are imprisoned on the walls around them. These are really true, the evil spirits brought by Jiang from Luoshan .

These mad sinisters are in stark contrast to the painful ghosts around them, as if they were the two extremes of hell.

It is these evil spirits that control the numerous ghosts of the Siling, let them pray day and night, and pray that the Emperor will bring himself out of hell.

Shangyu has not yet had time to give a more detailed explanation for Yu Zhengdu, and the roar of Jiang from the opposite side: "What is going on? Why did my program suddenly collapse?"

Yu Zhengdu returned from the shock of Hell and looked at Jiang’s direction. He said: "I have implanted a virus into your program."

"It's you! It's you!" Jiang Shuangmu stared at him with redness. "If it wasn't because you banned the death, and deleted the memory of the evil spirits in the hungry ghosts, the emperor would not be able to wake up until now!"

"I have deployed it for so long, because you upgraded a so-called system, it will completely disrupt my plan!" Jiang's resentment is as substantial as "all this is because of you."

The "sacrificial" procedure was his last secret weapon. After the death and the deployment of the hungry ghosts were successively destroyed, his protection of the "sacrifice" became more cautious, and it was not until the last moment that he was logged in again.

He didn't think of it. Yu had been tracking him for a long time, and he waited for this moment.

Yu is eager to see him coldly: "That can only blame your own technology but not off."

Jiang did not know how many years of ghosts. For a long time, there was no feeling of gasping, but at this time he had a sense of suffocation. He pointed to the heavy rain outside and asked unwillingly: "How are you, how are you?" Stop the drought?"

Speaking of this, Shang Yang is also a bit curious, can not help but look at the metaphor.

Yu Zhengdu: "Oh, we took the thunderbolt with a lightning rod."

Business: "..."

Jiang: "Hey--" true vomiting blood.

Merchants spread hands: "Hey, you lost."

"Yes, I lost, but you didn't win!" Jiang threw the computer down, stood up and swayed slowly, and slowly retreated to the stone behind him. The tone was full of unwillingness. "Shangzhen, you should not start from the beginning." Born, if not for you, Luo Qishan will not collapse."

Yu Zhengdu looked at Shangyu with a puzzled look, but Shanghao only said indifferently: "How long will Luohuashan collapse because of this brainwashing bag?"

There was a question mark on Jiang’s head: "What is a brainwashing bag?"

The slogan is concise: "Proverbs."

Jiang did not pay attention to him, and he retreated to the stone carvings: "In any case, this should be over, and the government is about to return to its true master."

Above the stone carvings, the great Emperor of the capital was drooping down and looking at the believers at his feet.

Numerous devil's arms stalked out and tore the Jiang standing in front.

"Qin Guangwang, stop working!" Shang Hao suddenly noticed Jiang's intentions, his eyes slammed, and he reached out and waved forward. This time, it is no longer a false finger. A black ink-like seal is emerging from the void and flies to Chiang. .

But before the stone carving, it was blocked by the invisible barrier.

The ghosts of the ghosts filled the entire cave.

The huge Emperor of the capital is like a pair of eyes hanging down and gradually becoming red.

Yu Zheng’s subconsciousness was not good, and he quickly asked him: “What is he doing?”

The Shangyu face sinks into the water: "He sacrificed himself."

Countless evil spirits pulled Jiang into the stone, and Jiang’s face showed a happy smile: “The emperor is about to wake up.”

"Shang Hao, for many years, you have maintained six operations, it must be very hard?"

"Without the support of human faith, how much power do you have left?"

"Now you, and the power to fight the emperor?"

"Human beliefs?" Yu Zhengdu Shen Shen a moment, suddenly said, "Others are not good to say, but on the belief, our boss should be quite a lot!"

Jiang’s face changed: “Do you think I will believe this kind of letter?”

"You haven't surfed the Internet for a long time?" Yu Zhengdu looked at him. "Do you know, how many fans of our boss Weibo?"

Jiang Xinzhong was awkward, but still some unknown: "How about that?"

"Boss, give me a mobile phone." Yu Zhengdu took the mobile phone of Shangyu, opened his Weibo, and picked a self-portrait from his album to post it:

Start doing Euros today: What is faith? [self-timer]

After he finished, he opened the comment area and asked Shang Yan to use force to send the phone to Chiang’s front, let him take a closer look:

[Ah, ah, the male **** took a selfie again]

[Your face is my faith! 】

......

Jiang: "..."

The merchants closed their eyes and felt a bit of exhalation: "The strength is also stronger today."

Jiang’s body has almost disappeared into the stone, leaving only one face still outside, as if the people who grew up on the Siling people had sores.

He struggled and shouted: "I don't sacrifice!"

"Let me out -"

But it is already too late.

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