New Times, New Hell

In the past, the belief in ghosts and religions was much stronger than it is now, but at that time the mountains were long and the vast land of China was divided by hills and gullies. The language was not unified, and no **** could At the same time, so many believers were mobilized and prayed at the same time.

Modern technology has changed all of this, and the emergence of the Internet allows the communication of will to be realized in an instant.

Human beings are as small as ants in the eyes of ancient ghosts, but they are stubborn enough. People's beliefs are enough to cross the mountains, cross the sea, reach the sky, and descend to the abyss. The world is a scar that cannot be healed even by chaos.

The evil spirits and the secluded sea were stopped in the sky above the floating city under the combined effect of modern technology and human faith.

The **** sea is tumbling, and the evil spirits are shaking the yin and yang.

But the world is still intact.

This time, the Emperor of the capital did not seem to be surprised at all, and even revealed a faint smile: "Human beliefs are really powerful."

"Yeah." Shang Xiaoying said that the slabs on the head were broken, and the black long sword fell from the sky and stabbed the eyebrows of the Emperor.

Then, it stopped between the feet.

"No need." Shangyu's wrist turned over and the long sword flew back into his hand.

Luo Qishan Ghost King stood at the top of the impermanence, like the ancient **** of war, standing on the ground, he turned and faced the direction of the human city, the black armor reflected the luster, the red cloak hunted in the wind, his eyes were blood The color, the pupil that never reflects anything, reveals grief for the first time.

The **** sea made a terrible roar, and the waves rolled into the sky, as if they were going to flood the nowhere, and the ghosts of the **** seas stretched out and feared to struggle outside.

The huge evil spirits are angrily crippled to the world, and his feet are bigger than the tallest building in the city.

The sky, the ocean and the earth are trembled.

Luofeng staff group:

Kang Jin: [Ah, ah, ah, what to do, system level warning, the end of the floating city! ! ! ! ! 】

Kang Jin: [I don't want to fall into the sea of ​​the sea, I can't swim! ! ! 】

Employee A: [Now buy a lifebuoy to get it? 】

瞿广照: [You are really humorous, this time there is still a mood to make fun of! 】

Employee A: [You are not, there is still time to chat! 】

After all, the barrier of faith is at the end of the strong, and it is broken.

The wicked ghost made a mad laugh, his hands raised up high, the huge chains lifted up, Mars splashed and rolled to the world.

At the peak of the impermanence, the hands of the ghost king of Luojingshan rose, and the black long sword flew away, breaking through the clouds over the world, smashing the sea to the bottom of the floating city.

The long sword illusioned a huge virtual shadow, the power of the Luoshan Mountain swayed, the waves rushed to both sides, and the sea split into two sides, revealing the body of the evil wicked.

The evil spirits stunned and glared at the big eyes. The high-handed hands were too late to let go and they would turn and flee, but the swords of Luo Qishan’s ghost kings could be resisted by the evil spirits in the area.

The long sword wears the heart, the roar of the evil spirits rings through the sky, the huge shadows fall back, the rising waves cover the sky, and then the evil spirits are drowned.

The strange red rain in the floating city gradually stopped. People came out from under the eaves and in the windows and looked at the sky in confusion. Someone asked their friends: "Have you heard any sound?"

My friend is confused: "No."

"I seem to hear a terrible cry..."

"Is it auditory?"

Luofeng staff group:

Kang Jin: [Ah, ah, ah, the alarm is lifted! ! ! 】

瞿 Guangzhao: [Long live the boss! ! 】

Employee A: [Ah, but I have already made a good swim ring...]

Yan Guangzhao: [You just didn't just kidding? ? 】

"You have saved the world... and saved the ghost town." The voice of the Emperor of the capital came.

When the merchant turned his head, he saw that the real body of the Emperor of the capital was sitting on the seat of Luo Wanxiang. The floor tiles of the square were filled with strange symbols around the center of his seat. Now, These symbols sway the power of namelessness.

Shang Yan frowned: "Do you want to sacrifice yourself?"

"This is the last resort." Yan Du's emperor chuckled, "It's my card."

"In any case, be sure to save the ghost town."

Shang Yang is facing him.

In the eyes of the capital, the emperor has a sorrow: "Even if you only have a small place to stay in the world... Business, I believe, you will manage well, the ghost town of this era."

He looked at the world, looked at the evil spirits, looked at... the tall hungry ghost road signal tower, feeling his own demise.

At the top of the impermanence, the sky is darker, and the vortex formed by the dark clouds screams like a beast, and the whole mountain is wrapped.

In the distant city, there is a scream from the world: "The mountains are so dark!"

"I am going, the whole mountain can't be seen!"

"It’s scary, it’s like a black hole!"

"Not good." Shang Yang looked up and looked at the horrible whirlpool. "The sky is going to collapse."

"What?" Yu said to scream.

"I tried my best." Yan Du's face was pale, there was an accident, panic, compassion... and endless remorse. "The chaos is broken, but I am sorry, I can't hold it."

The power of chaos was born in the Three Realms, and further on the Three Realms. After all, the Emperor of Qidu was not the Emperor of the capital before the millennium. Even if he sacrificed himself, he could not let the power of chaos follow his own ideas.

He closed his eyes: "It seems that I can't resurrect the ghost town after all."

"Try it again." Shang Yan reached out and held the palm of his hand on the shoulder and slowly put it on the ground.

Yu is a little uneasy in his heart. He asks: "What are you doing?"

"That is my city citizen." Shang Yan bowed his head and looked at his feet. The little Yu was arguing. "Sorry, I can't continue to accompany you."

Yu Zhengdu realized what he was looking up at, and his eyes could not help but dry up and swell: "Don't you say that you want to share your life with me?"

At the time of Si Ling, Shang Yi asked Yu to fight not to be afraid of being with him. He would share his life and strength with Yu.

"People are different, this may be the sacred squad that I am forcing with you." Shang Xiao smiled softly.

People and ghosts are different, not only because ghosts and people are people in different spaces. The yin of ghosts will erode the life and transportation of the strangers. It is also because of the anti-sky, and will be condemned.

Originally, Luoqishan Ghost King was prepared to share his life and strength with Yu, but he did not expect that he could not survive, but it was his own.

"My subjects, but also your subjects, please... treat them kindly." He used the index finger of the general size of the whole person to gently touch the fluffy hair.

He can't decide to change his life with human life, and change the ghost city to the city, but he can... exchange himself.

If you don't have to destroy the human world, you don't have to use your life to paint charcoal... Maybe there is really a place where you can accommodate the suffocating ghost towns?

The long sword whirls, the Shangyu palm is up, the wrist is turned over, and the sword flies to the peak of the cloud.

The glare of white light blooms from the center of the vortex, and the sky that covers the sky suddenly tears open numerous cracks. The lightning flashes illuminate the world.

The metaphor of the encounter captures the momentary light, and the shape of the lightning spread is just the texture of the ghost king.

Immediately after the "bang--", the thunder rang through the world, shaking everyone's heart.

"I would like to use my soul to sacrifice the power of chaos and call back the 100,000 ghosts of the ghost town."

The long sword fell from the depths of the vortex and straight into the peak of the imperial peak. Like a monument, the huge real body of Luo Qishan's ghost king was pale, kneeling down on one knee, holding the hilt in one hand, and the cloak fell behind him.

"It's still a little bit worse." Shang Yan said weakly, he escaped from the chaotic environment, and it cost a lot of power, and he fought a battle with the Emperor of the capital, and consumed him to the end of the strong.

Luofeng staff group:

Kang Jin: [Living trough! ! ! What the hell? ? ? ? ? 】

Kang Jin: [The floating city alarm has just been lifted and turned into the end of the whole state of China? 】

Zhao Ruola: [The system has collapsed]

Zheng Yan: [Zhao Zong, at this juncture, the five words you played are still so calm]

Zhao Ruola: [Otherwise? 】

Zheng Yan: [You cow! Thumb.jpg]

Zhao Ruola: [Yu is arguing for business, has it failed to save the world? 】

No one replies to her.

The cracks in the chaotic environment whizzed down and plunged into the world.

At this time, the familiar power of Luoshan Mountain swayed, and Shangyu and Yidu the Great looked puzzledly at each other.

"It is the same as a thousand years ago..." said the great man of the capital, Nehne. A thousand years ago, when Luo Qishan exhausted his strength and rescued the merchants from the hands of the three realms, the mana that swayed to the Three Realms was in line with this time.

History is repeating itself.

But the difference is that at this time, Luo Qishan is clearly separated by thousands of miles, and why is such a strong power fluctuation?

The Emperor of Yidu thought that it was the power of Luoshan Mountain, which was levied by Shangyu, but Shangyu had already consumed too much mana, no more than him...

The two turned their heads together and looked at the direction of the source of power.

Yu argued that sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands clenched into fists, the five features wrinkled together, his eyes were closed, and seemed to be trying to meditate.

Shang Xiaodao said: "He is using my French seal."

"But..." The Emperor of the capital was inexplicable. "Isn't it your strength?"

The power of Shangyu has all been used to sacrifice the power of chaos, and how to borrow it for Yu?

"No." Shang Yang shook his head. "Since a few days ago, he was not my strength."

It is the use of the power of Shangyu in theory, but in essence, it is actually the power of Luoshan Mountain.

If he can directly call Luo Qishan's power without discussion, then there is only one explanation.

The Emperor of the capital showed amazing color: "He was recognized by Luo Qishan."

And it is a non-conformity.

This is the real reason why he can see the future and summon the entire hungry ghosts.

Selected by the Netherworld and given to the future.

In the void, the majestic black ridge slowly rises from the ground and emerges in front of everyone. The ridge first overlaps with the desperate mountain, slowly getting higher and higher, until it rises into the sky and is evenly grounded.

"Rosie Mountain!! It is Luojingshan!!"

"Rosie Mountain is now!!"

Almost all the ghosts of the world have seen the black mountains, rolling up and down, at the end of the mountain, the soul lights, like the sparks in the night, looming, all the way to a strange city.

Tall cities, rolling villages, moving horses, and countless strange shapes.

The Xishan ghost mother looked up at the huge head and said with a sigh of relief: "The ghost town of the capital is reappearing."

Luo Qishan rises from the ground and rises higher. The former Luoqi Mountain is connected to the heavens, and the next is hell. It traverses the Three Realms, and this is also true.

The majestic peak of Luojing Mountain is straight into the sky.

A bang, pierced the gap of chaos, the earth moved.

The sound of the rumble rang for a long time, and finally stopped slowly.

"The crack in the chaotic environment was filled by Luojingshan." The Emperor of the capital said that Luo Qishan was divided into two. The tall mountain half did not enter the gap of chaos. The huge mountain and the ghost town were all in the world, just in the chaos. The crack is filled.

The crisis in the human world has finally been lifted.

All eyes look at the metaphor.

“Is it fixed?” Yu Zhengdu opened his eyes and looked at the magnificent mountains that shrugged into the clouds, showing a surprised look, and then gave a thumbs up to the Shangyu. “Xiaoshang, your French seal is really powerful.”

Shang Xiao’s look looked at him intricately, and he couldn’t speak for a while.

In fact, the power of Yu Zhengduo is no better than him. Shangdi and Yidu have contributed a great part of the power, only a little bit... and this is just a matter of being filled.

The problem is that Luo Qishan is far away from the distance, and even over the pro-son directly borrowed the power to give Yu, and borrowed so much!

This is the object that I like my son! ! ! !

Yu·The daughter-in-law who was recognized by Luo Yishan. Looking at the ghost city in the distant sky, he expressed deep sorrow: “How can this be connected to the Internet?”

The author has something to say: The end of the war!

Tomorrow is over, this chapter sends 500 small red envelopes, thank you all for your support!

_(:3∠)_ is like this. At the beginning of this article, the establishment of the senior is a mortal otaku. It really has no background. It is to constantly upgrade the monsters to get the ghosts by virtue x, wisdom and love. The world and Luo Qishan (the parents of the giants boyfriend x) agreed.

As a result, I wrote a character in the memory of the ghost king. Some people suspected that it was the past life of the senior school... I was scared that every time I wrote an old friend, I should pay attention to reducing the description and avoid misunderstanding. The ghost king almost dared not recall the past.

The worst is the Longhushan Taoist Zhang Fang. At first he had half-memorial memories. My friend said that this is not a past life? ? I deleted all of his plots in the same place, leaving only one sentence...so everyone thinks he is a senior student...

Senior: Can the socialist school do not save the world?

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