Resurrection of Terror: Opening Fusion Black Impermanence

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"Help me..."

"What the hell is this place, Lord God, please let me go..."

Countless evil ghosts, like dumplings, rolled into the yellow Wangchuan River and were instantly submerged by the river.

Their bodies are constantly corroded.

Soon!

Eight hundred thousand evil spirits were all imprisoned into the river of Wangchuan.

"System, what is my current task progress?"

Su Yu asked silently in his heart.

"Ding!"

"Mission: [-] million evil spirits enter Wangchuan! Currently, the number of evil spirits in Wangchuan Hanoi is [-] million!"

"The host still needs to be escorted into the Wangchuan River: [-] million evil ghosts can complete the task."

The system beep sounds.

Not bad!

Su Yu nodded in satisfaction.

Overnight, the number of evil spirits in Wangchuan Hanoi increased by several million.

Progress is still fast.

Especially the ghost general!

A full deduction for the number of three million evil spirits.

If you have a few more ghost generals, you can take a big step forward in your mission progress.

Think about it!

Su Yu left the Forgotten River and appeared in the outside world.

"Your Honor!"

As soon as he appeared, Xing Yi came over and fell to his knees.

"My lord, there are more than [-] evil ghosts here, and they have all been pushed into the River of Forgetfulness."

Su Yu nodded.

With a slight wave of his hand, the black vortex disappeared.

Take a look.

There are no evil spirits in this place, only the mess and the residual Yin Qi are left.

The yin qi that enveloped the sky is also gradually dissipating.

Turning his eyes, he saw a kind of ghost hunter in the distance, looking at himself with a look of admiration and awe.

Such a look!

Just looking at untouchable gods.

"Let's go!"

Su Yu opened his mouth.

There is yin surging around, lingering around the body.

wow-

The three thousand iron eagles swayed the reins, and the footsteps of the horses under his crotch roared, like a black torrent following behind Su Yu.

"Director, Lord Hei Wuchang is coming towards us."

"My god, it's the first time I saw a god so close, I'm a little nervous..."

"The murderous aura of these underworld gods is too terrifying..."

When the crowd of ghost warriors saw Su Yu walking over with three thousand iron eagles, their faces flushed with excitement, and their eyes were full of awe.

They saw it with their own eyes, and Hei Wuchang suppressed the Twelve Heavenly Demons and smashed a fierce ghost general.

Millions of evil spirits, in front of him, were defeated.

So shocking.

If they hadn't seen such a scene with their own eyes, they wouldn't even dare to think about it.

Zhao Chuan endured the injury on his body and struggled to get up.

When Su Yu approached, he saluted respectfully, "Zhao Chuan of the Ghost Bureau, thank Lord Hei Wuchang for saving Da Xia from water and fire."

The other ghost masters reacted and saluted one after another.

"Wang Bin of the Imperial Ghost Bureau, thank you Lord Black Impermanence..."

"Liu Yang of the Ghost Bureau, thank you Lord Black Impermanence..."

"Chen Ying'er of the Imperial Ghost Bureau, thank you Lord Hei Wuchang......"

In their hearts, they are grateful to Su Yu from the bottom of their hearts.

They are all clear.

If it wasn't for Hei Wuchang, the god of the underworld, who arrived in time, these people would have already become the food of those evil ghosts.

There can be no exceptions.

after all!

In the ghost nest here, a ghost general emerged!

Even Zhao Chuan had no power to fight back in front of a ghost general.

Su Yu walked in front of Zhao Chuan, stopped suddenly, and looked at him coldly.

Zhao Chuan's heart tightened.

He only felt that Hei Wuchang's eyes were like two sharp swords hanging over his body, ready to pierce him at any time.

There was a layer of sweat on his back.

is scared.

Zhao Chuan's body bowed lower.

I was uneasy in my heart, I don't know why Lord Hei Wuchang suddenly looked at him like this.

Is it.....

What did you do to make the underworld gods unhappy?

There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't come up with a reason.

The other ghost hunters were frightened.

They lowered their heads one by one, not daring to look up at all.

The coercion on Hei Wuchang was like putting a stone in their hearts, making their blood flow stagnant.

Don't even dare to let out the air.

Actually!

They think too much.

Su Yu looked at Zhao Chuan.

This guy was seriously injured, Ming Feng contained a very heavy Yin Sha Qi, and the wound on his body had begun to turn black.

There are even signs of festering.

If it is not handled properly, Zhao Chuan may not survive for a few months.

after all!

It was a powerful ghost general who hurt him.

previously!

The ghost general in front of Zhao Chuan, who was several times stronger than himself, had no intention of retreating at all, his courage and unremitting determination to die.

Let Su Yu appreciate it.

After thinking for a moment, Su Yu's thoughts moved, and he exchanged some points for a medicinal pill that could treat his injury.

threw it away.

Then leave and disappear into the black mist.

"This is...〃～."

Zhao Chuan was waiting nervously.

Suddenly, he saw the god of the underworld, Hei Wuchang, throwing something down, rolling in front of his eyes, and then leaving.

He fixed his eyes.

What the underworld gods dropped was a white medicine pill the size of a longan, which faintly exuded a strange medicinal fragrance.

Smell lightly.

There was a sense of coolness running through the body.

Even the pain of the wound has been reduced a bit.