"This time, I would like to thank Master for saving me.
With the help of Li Haocheng, Liu Qingyuan successfully absorbed Li Haocheng's remaining energy without spending much effort.
He stood up and saluted Li Haocheng's shadow to thank him, and then asked: "Master, what about the Yun family?"
" "Leave it to you," Li Haocheng said flatly, "Since they want you to be the raft to prosper, you will personally send them to decline."
"But where is the Tang Dynasty?"
"If their plan today succeeds, the Yun family will naturally protect them as meritorious people.
But now that the Yun family has failed, the Tang Dynasty will not provoke our Taiyin Peak for a waste."
Li Haocheng told it lightly.
Under the high-level chess game, the sadness of the middle and lower-level forces.
You’re not afraid that no one will take advantage of you, but you’re afraid that you won’t even be of use value, because that means you will be given up at any time.
"I understand."
Liu Qingyuan nodded, saying that he knew that after doing this later, Li Haocheng would disperse this incarnation and his consciousness would return to the Taiyin Peak body.
Li Haocheng, who was in seclusion to digest the gains from the two worlds, frowned and turned to look at the underworld.
Through the eyes of monk Zhenru, Li Haocheng could clearly see that the fundamental hell created by Mrs.
Huang Quan was fighting with the ghosts of the Tang Dynasty.
The courts of kings fought against each other.
Millions of military souls emerged from the Ghost Kingdom of the Tang Dynasty, surrounded by pale white spiritual brilliance.
They surrounded the fundamental hell.
In the sky above the fundamental hell, towering branches and leaves shook, layers of clouds hung down, and there was mist all around.
The figures surged up, but the specific things could not be seen clearly.
Mrs.
Huangquan was sitting in the center of the hell, her green energy rising, and she was performing many wonderful appearances, suppressing the marshal sent by the Ghost Kingdom of the Tang Dynasty who was sitting in the center of a million ghost troops, making it impossible to use many secret military skills.
At the same time, when the hell was established that day, which shook the Tang Dynasty Ghost Kingdom's absolute control over the power in the underworld, the evil energy of the dynasty absorbed was also evolved by Mrs.
Huangquan, and gathered thousands of evil soldiers to fight against the Tang Ghost Army.
Although the quality of these evil soldiers is not high, they are essentially mistakes in the operation of the dynasty.
They naturally have a restraining effect on the Qi of the Tang Dynasty.
Coupled with Mrs.
Huang Quan's secret transformation, the evil soldiers are very powerful in restraining the ghost soldiers.
Without the blessing of military strategists' secret skills, even if they have experienced hundreds of battles, ten ghost soldiers are needed to suppress one evil soldier.
After a stalemate for a while, a divine light rose in the face of the Ghost Army of the Tang Dynasty.
A general led hundreds of soldiers and horses under his command, surrounded by light red flames, directly slashed the surrounding evil soldiers, and then rushed into the dense In the fog.
After a while, the sound of bursts of critical strikes came from the mist.
Not long after, the general with a much dimmed light was seen riding back.
Not only were all his soldiers and horses wiped out, but there was also a huge ghost chasing him behind him.
When he came out, he looked quite embarrassed.
The ghost was six to seven feet tall, with one red eye.
It was surrounded by flame-like resentment and evil spirits.
It ran wildly, as fast as lightning.
Just when it was about to catch up with the general, he saw the general turning around and waving a small knife.
Get rid of When it came out, the sword light formed by the small knife was sharp, and it was intertwined with legal principles.
It easily chopped off the head of the ghost, and then slashed back and forth.
Countless golden lights flowed, and the ghost turned into fragments of Yin Qi, gradually turning into pieces.
Nothing.
The surrounding Tang Dynasty ghost army was so powerful that the flames around the general shook and heated up suddenly.
He was about to do it again, but he saw a streak of ink light flying out of the mist.
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With a slight hook, it shattered the flames around the general into pieces.
Hundreds of ghost soldiers turned into ashes.
"Bastard!"
The marshal sitting in the center of the million ghost army was furious.
He stood up suddenly.
The almost pure blue flames around him rose, activating the power of the ghost army.
Countless auras rose.
He was about to send out a thunderous strike, but Mrs.
Huangquan did not.
He looked over, and his cold eyes were like a cold current, extinguishing the marshal's anger.
The almost cyan flame on his body was also suppressed bit by bit, turning into a golden and green color, lingering around his body.
"Damn it!"
Marshal glared at Mrs.
Huang Quan, but was unable to do anything, because the Tang Dynasty Ghost Kingdom's absolute control over the underworld power of the Central China was flawed, and the evil spirits suppressed in various places were showing signs of rising, so the Tang Dynasty was able to mobilize Among the ghost armies, at least 70% were assigned to various places to either suppress or prevent rebellions in the underworld.
Therefore, the ghost army that was actually transferred here to attack the fundamental hell was less than one-tenth of the savings of the Tang Dynasty.
The most important thing is that he is the only high-ranking ghost and god who came this time.
Otherwise, how could Mrs.
Huangquan possibly suppress the army of millions of ghosts with one person?
At this time, a staff member next to the marshal came forward, pointed to the Jiuhua Pure Land not far away, and said: "Marshal, should we ask that monk to help?"
"This" the marshal is a little confused.
It's not that he doesn't know how Ksitigarbha's method restrains Mrs.
Huangquan, or that he doesn't want to ask Monk Zhenru for help, but the Tang Dynasty has been established for nearly ten thousand years.
At this time, any Immortal, Buddhist, and Shinto forces are all unreliable.
No one knows whether they really want to help, or whether they want to take advantage of the dynasty's ten thousand years of management to plunder their energy.
Just like a kingdom's Qi will undergo a qualitative change after it has existed for more than a thousand years, after the dynasty has existed for more than ten thousand years, the country's fortune will further improve.
According to the current situation of the Tang Dynasty, if nothing unexpected happens, after this promotion, the fortune of the Tang Dynasty will The dynasty should gain the potential to impact the imperial dynasty, and this is also the thing that gods, gods, Buddhas and demons are most afraid of.
The existence of the Immortal Qin Dynasty has always been a taboo shared by all the immortals, gods, Buddhas and demons in the Nine Continents.
Even if many human dynasties regard it as their goal, they do not dare to publicize it too much, but only tacitly and secretly accumulate strength.
Nowadays, nearly half of the power of the Tang Dynasty cannot be easily moved, because the dynasty is worried about the suppression of various forces within the dynasty.
Although the Tang Dynasty had a cooperative relationship with Buddhism and Taoism, the only ones with real interest ties were the Zen sect, and at most the Jing sect.
The remaining tantra, Fa sect and Vinaya sect had no direct interest ties with the Tang dynasty.
Many things in the Tang Dynasty were ambiguous.
Even as far as Zen is concerned, there are many great masters who do not want Datang's promotion to go smoothly.
Even if they cannot directly stop it, they are still planning to weaken the Tang Dynasty and ensure that after the Tang Dynasty is promoted, there is no possibility of attacking the imperial dynasty.
"Marshal, please make up your mind quickly."
A general looked at the ghost army below, which showed faint signs of defeat, and knelt down.
His movements were like a model.
The surrounding generals asked for orders at the same time.
The marshal was stunned. , then his heart became cold, he looked in the direction of the ghost country, and sighed: "Just go and invite him over":