"That's it...... let's go back to the capital city first, and then settle down. Read the full text of the 80 e-book/latest chapter," Qin Guangwang waved his hand and said.

"But the king, the five crystal skulls of the Son of Heaven Hall are gone...... the ghost official whispered.

King Qin Guang's face was extremely ugly, and he said for a while: "It must have been snatched away by Qin Wenjun." Let's go back first, and then make plans when we settle down. ”

The ghost soldiers of the underworld agreed and began to evacuate the ghost gate.

"Generalissimo, this time it's not you, it's the catastrophe of the two realms." King Qin Guang walked in front of Ding Ermiao, bowed deeply with his fists, and said:

"After days of fighting, the underworld has no time to take care of the affairs of the world. In the city of vain death and the city of the drunken capital, there are many old ghosts, all of whom have wandered to the world. Now the underworld wants to reorganize the capital city, and the deacons and ghosts can't arrange it. How hard the generalissimo is, lead the world's Daomen, and arrest these wandering spirits. The widow's heart is in turmoil, and he can only rely on the generalissimo. ”

Ding Ermiao thought for a while and said, "Asura King, Qin Wenjun and the others, what should I do?" ”

"The meaning of the widow is to first stabilize the two worlds of yin and yang, and then reorganize the army to conscript." King Qin Guang said.

"Okay, the affairs of the world will be left to me, but black and white impermanence will listen to my dispatch and cooperate with my actions." Ding Ermiao said.

"In a word, the generalissimo has worked a lot." King Qin Guang retreated with his fists clenched, turned around and went to rebuild his homeland.

Black and white impermanence took dozens of ghost officials and waited for Ding Ermiao's dispatch.

Ding Ermiao looked at Ji Fangyuan and Li Qingdong and said, "Ji Jiuye, you are an elder, you can discuss it with our head Li." ”

"How dare you dare, everyone works together, although I am old and incompetent, but I will do my best. Read the full text of the latest chapter of [A lot of good-looking novels] Ji Jiuye said politely, cooperated with Li Qingdong, and beckoned the people in the Daomen to discuss together.

It didn't take much effort, but the results of the discussion came out, and all sects and factions demarcated an area and took their disciples to hunt ghosts.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "Okay, let's get out of the ghost gate, and then pass on my Heavenly Master's order, and order the world's Daomen to work together to help maintain order in the underworld." ”

Everyone nodded together and followed Ding Ermiao out of the ghost gate.

When he came out, he was on a slope in the north of Fengdu City.

"Let's go our separate ways, and if you run into a tricky old ghost, let me know." Ding Ermiao waved his hand and dismissed the people in the Daomen.

Li Qingdong looked at Ding Ermiao and asked, "Uncle Shi, what should we do now?" Catch ghosts, or go back to Maoshan Mountain? ”

"We have also divided the area, in the mountain city and near Maoshan Mountain. Let's do it, let Wan Shugao go to the mountain city to catch ghosts, let's take Longhu Mountain, worship the Nian Xutian Master, and then go back to Maoshan Mountain, okay? Ding Ermiao asked.

Wu Zhanzhan nodded and said that he had no opinion.

Wan Shugao was also very happy, this time he finally returned to his hometown in fine clothes and went to the mountain town to hunt ghosts and pretend to be forced.

After two or three years of study and cultivation, Wan Shugao can be regarded as a real Maoshan disciple, who has experienced a hundred battles, and has no big problem dealing with ordinary ghosts. What's more, this time there are also ghost officials from the underworld to help, which is naturally foolproof.

broke up on the spot, Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan Li Qingdong rested in Fengdu County, changed into clean clothes, and then rented a car and went straight to Longhu Mountain.

The road was long, and the next night, Ding Ermiao and others arrived at Longhu Mountain.

The golden body of the Heavenly Master is placed in the Shangqing Palace, and there is a sorrow up and down Longhu Mountain, and the plain clothes are like snow.

Ding Ermiao changed into a plain uniform, stepped forward to worship as a disciple, and delivered a eulogy:

"Lin Gong Yushi, Jin Jian Xuanliu, wearing a crane to the truth, wearing a star crown and fighting. The road is pure, the virtue is pure, and it faces up the Yaotai. Refers to the immortals, learns the immortals, and finally returns to Pengdao. Woohoo, don't you hear it, the moon is cold and the smoke is in the ancient dojo, where does the heavenly master dream of yellow sorghum? Dansha refines a thousand-year-old medicine, and a little spiritual light is lost in the underworld. I only hope that Qinghua Baogai will come to pick up and send it to the rooftop! ”

Rosie was on the side, bowing and thanking her.

After the worship, Ding Ermiao and others also stayed soon after, and said goodbye to Rosie and returned to Maoshan Mountain.

The two places are not far apart, and they will arrive in half a day.

Seeing that Ding Ermiao and the others had returned safe and sound, Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan finally let go of their hanging hearts.

In the apse of the Void Cloud Temple, everyone gathered together and talked about a big battle in the underworld, and they all sighed. After all, many of the Daomen peers died in this battle, which is embarrassing.

"Er Miao, Qin Wenjun is already in the realm of transforming demons. This time, I seized the crystal skull of the underworld again, I don't know what level of horror it will reach in the future? Wu Zhanzhan is not without worries.

Li Qingdong pinched his fingers and calculated, and said:

"Qin Wenjun himself originally had a skull, which was later transferred to the underworld through Longhu Mountain. There were originally four in the underworld, but now there are five, and they have fallen into Qin Wenjun's hands together. plus one of the fire phoenixes, Qin Wenjun should have six. ”

"No, it should be seven. Because Qin Wenjun is good at calculation, at this time, the one that Bai Qi gave to the Asura King, the ** of the ten is also in Qin Wenjun's hands. Ding Ermiao said.

Wu Zhanzhan also nodded, and asked again: "There are twelve in total, where are the other five?" If we know the specific whereabouts, we can ambush in advance, wait for the rabbit, and wait for Qin Wenjun to throw himself into the net and exterminate him in one fell swoop. ”

Ding Ermiao smiled and said, "I know that there is one in the hands of the old ghosts in Lingshan County. Where are the other four, I really don't know. ”

"If Qin Wenjun goes to Lingshan County and eats dogs with those old ghosts, it will be fun." Li Qingdong said.

Ding Ermiao shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that the villagers will ......, so I plan to go to Lingshan County first and take the crystal skull." ”

"It's so good, it's foolproof." Li Qingdong and Wu Zhanzhan nodded together.

Ding Ermiao stood up and said, "Senior sister, Li Qingdong, this time I met Master Yin of the ancestor to teach, and I remember the one hundred and eight spells of the Maoshan faction. Now, let me tell you about some of the things I have learned. ”

Li Qingdong was overjoyed, Wu Zhanzhan hesitated slightly, and finally nodded.

Overnight, Ding Ermiao taught him several spells he had comprehended, and let Wu Zhanzhan and Li Qingdong study them slowly.

As soon as Ding Ermiao was in the morning, Ding Ermiao took Ji Xiaoxiao to the place where the sword was buried. There are three tombs here, respectively buried with their own clothes and 10,000 beheadings, as well as the jasper fan pendant at the south gate.

Digging up the grave, Ding Ermiao first put the jasper fan in his palm, and he had great luck.

In the fan pendant, there is a little residual thought that the south gate is unharmed. Ding Ermiao hopes to rely on this little residual thought to condense the soul of the South Gate that has long been wiped out.

Two hours later, the surrounding ghosts became more and more ghostly.

Ding Ermiao was overjoyed and asked loudly, "Brother Wuxiao, are you here?" ”

"Woo woo...... Brother Ermiao, my death is so bitter." Countless sounds of the South Gate were heard from all around, whimpering and crying, but they could not gather their souls.

"Resurrection from the dead, fetal transformation!" Ding Ermiao changed the fingertips in his hand and moved forward a little.