Xudu, between the two worlds of yin and yang, swims in the underworld.

Once upon a time, the capital only referred to the ten halls of Yama, the six realms of reincarnation, the eighteen layers of hell and other places where the Yin Division was located, and it was not completely in force between the underworld.

Now, the Buddha realm is pressing step by step, the Buddhist soldiers and the Shura people are gradually merging, and the capital city is finally in existence, becoming the last line of defense outside the ten halls of Yama and the eighteen layers of hell.

There are ghosts and shadows in the city of Xudu, a scene of the big city of Nanzhou, countless souls who have not yet reached the time of reincarnation stay here, just like the world, living here, just waiting for the ghosts to be named.

At this time, in the city of Xudu, there was also such a rumor, countless ghosts hiding in the houses and shivering, the streets were full of running ghost soldiers, and the basically useless city walls were carved with layers of runes.

The ten halls of Yama, the ghost emperors of the five directions, the judges of all walks of life, and the ghosts of all divisions are all wearing armor and leading the warriors at this time;

The ghost cultivators of the underworld, the lonely souls of the netherworld, and the few Terran monks who came to help when they saw the injustice were gathering on the top of the city, looking at the fields outside the city.

On this endless field, a layer of golden light was densely covered, and there were Buddhist soldiers holding swords everywhere, and there were several places covered by blood clouds, which were so conspicuous in the golden light.

King Qin Guang came in a hurry and landed on the top of the city, and all the figures surrounded him.

"How's it going?"

"Found help?"

"Rest assured!" King Qin Guang didn't have time to breathe, so he said, "I have already lightened the Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch at the mouth of the Guanjiang River to come to help, and the True Monarch said that as long as I wait for half a day, he can appear to relieve the siege of the capital of Xudu." ”

"Half a day? Why half a day?"

"Didn't Niangniang let me wait to disturb Zhenjun?!"

King Qin Guang sighed: "If Niangniang is to blame, I will bear the responsibility with all my might; Half a day is what the True Monarch needs to return from the Sea of Chaos, alas......"

"What we Yan Jun did is really a!"

"Hmph, that Jade Emperor Lao'er and the Buddha Sect simply want to destroy us and snatch away the six reincarnation disks!"

"Everyone, be on full alert, it's best if they don't attack for half a day...... I'll go tell my mother about it first. ”

All the people in charge of the underworld were tired, and they watched King Qin Guang fly into the capital, whispering to each other.

Calculating the time, the next round of the Buddhist soldiers' offensive is also approaching.

Half a day, it is not long, but it is not short, it is best to do the first few times, and do not make any big mistakes......

Outside the city, among the Buddhist soldiers.

A young monk dressed in white sits on the back of a mythical beast, closing his eyes and meditating, reciting scriptures.

Suddenly, the sitting beast opened its eyes, snorted twice at the young man in white, and said: "Bodhisattva, the Yin Si at the head of the city are talking about defending the city, and it will only take half a day for them to come here." ”

"Reinforcements?" The young man didn't open his eyes, but there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "They still have that reinforcement?"

"Romance Wonderful Dao True Monarch, Yang Jian," the divine beast replied, "Listening to what they said, Yang Jian is quite familiar with Hou Tu Niangniang, and he will return from the Chaos Sea in half a day. ”

The young man in white slowly opened his eyes, and in his left eye, there was endless brilliance condensed into eight rings**, and in his right eye, there was an endless void that seemed to devour ten thousand laws.

The king of Jizo sat down with the divine beast and listened.

"If that's the case, then it's troublesome," Jizo muttered twice, "Yang Jian's strength has long been able to fight hard with the two sect masters, but I can't afford to provoke him." That's it, I'll ask Lingshan, if they have to continue fighting, they can only take the capital city in half a day. ”

"Bodhisattva, if Yang Jian returns, we will be implicated. ”

"How about being implicated, and what if it's not implicated?" Jizo chuckled, his white robe emitting a faint glow, "Didn't they put me here to deal with the situation at this time?"

Di Ting was speechless for a moment, and the King of Jizo raised his hand to form a complicated Buddha seal, lighting a golden light in it, and then slapping the Buddha seal away.

After an instant, the sound of bells and drums sounded in Lingshan, the light of Buddha lingered, and the figures walked back and forth.

Half an hour later, another golden light swept out of the spiritual mountain, burrowed into the earth, and went to the underworld.

The king of Jizo got the order of Lingshan, sat on the back of Di Ting, held his chin and was stunned for a while, and finally just recited the Buddha's name, showing a little unbearable on his face.

The left hand was raised, attracting the light of the Buddha, and the palm of the white jade fell towards the capital city.

The palm wind rolled up layers of waves, disturbing the wind and clouds in all parts of the Netherworld.

The sound of chanting sounded in all directions, and countless Buddhist soldiers looked firmly at the capital city in front of them, and the six-character mantra of Buddhism reverberated everywhere, making the Buddha light on the Buddhist soldiers more and more brilliant.

"Take this city, temper the boundless souls, empty the eighteen layers of hell, and achieve supreme merit. ”

There was no earth-shattering killing shout, and there was no drums and horns to coordinate the army, and millions of Buddhist soldiers marched forward in a mighty manner, and the formation was not chaotic at all.

Comparatively speaking, the hundreds of thousands of Shura people mixed in the Buddhist soldier array were much more noisy.

The sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls gradually rose in the city, and the ghost soldiers from all walks of life knew that the enemy was at present, but there were no retreats.

This set of teams in the underworld is actually mostly from the Wu tribe of Tu Niangniang back then, and the blood of the Wu clan is flowing in their bones.

At this time, it was already the time of the decisive battle, and six of the ten hall Yamas directly tore off the high crown on their heads, carried their blades, and released their own momentum.

I saw that the bull-headed horse suddenly turned into three heads and six arms, the iron-faced judge carried a double-sided axe, the blue-faced Yan Jun actually had fangs hidden in his jaw, and the thin scholar who was originally a little delicate took off his shirt and had a horizontal steel body.

"Wait until the true monarch arrives. ”

"I haven't fought anyone in so many years, and I think you've forgotten your own tactics. ”

"We are not worthy to be a witch clan, so we have to stay in this place where we do not see the light of day, and wash away the many killings committed by our own clan back then. ”

There were a few long howls, and a breath that had never appeared in the underworld gushed out from the head of the capital city.

Among the tribes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Houtu branch guarded the underworld and withdrew from the Lich War in advance, and the combat power of this one was relatively completely preserved.

Although Houtu did not appear, all the people of Houtu from the Great Witch to the War Witch are all here, and there are even a few old people who have only received a small position in the underworld, and at this moment they are not weaker than the momentum of witches and witches.

This is their final hole card, and it is also the hole card that will only be revealed when they are cornered.

The blood of the Wu clan is almost dry, and they can't afford to be damaged, but the Buddha Sect has bullied them to the top of their heads, and they have no way out except to give it a go.

An old monk sighed: "The underworld has been occupied by such evil all the year round, torturing sentient beings and killing karma, which is really sad. ”

"Ridiculous!" King Taishan, who was five feet tall at this time, pointed at the old monk and rebuked angrily, "It's really hateful to confuse black and white! I will definitely bring your soul later, and let you suffer the so-called torture in your mouth!"

"Amitabha," the old monk sighed, floating cross-legged in mid-air, reciting the scriptures in his mouth, but he didn't pay attention.

The front end of the Buddhist soldier array was no more than a thousand feet away from the capital of Xudu, and the sound of chanting suddenly became louder and more urgent, and countless Buddhist soldiers began to run wildly at the same time, rushing to the city wall of the capital city like a tide.

On the head of the city, dressed in a green robe, but the majestic King of Chujiang could not be taken lightly, raised his sword and scolded coldly:

"Buddhism is too deceitful, and the underworld is the foundation of the reincarnation of living beings!

Another Shatuo sneered: "The poor monk is here to protect the six realms of reincarnation, and the six realms of reincarnation are my Buddhist teachings, so why don't you quickly retreat and return the six realms of reincarnation to their original owners!"

"Ridiculous! ridiculous!"

"Talk nonsense with them!

Suddenly, a Buddha horn exploded in the sky above the capital city, and the entire netherworld seemed to tremble.

On the top of the city, all the masters of the Yin Division roared in unison, half of them jumped off the city wall, and invited the ghost soldiers to line up against the city wall, and half of them stayed at the head of the city, urging them to defend the city.

When the Buddhist soldiers approached, the king of Chujiang pointed his long sword, and hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers above the city opened their magic weapons and longbows, and the ghost talismans condensed into green flame arrows.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Arrows rained down, and the Buddha soldiers fell in rows, but the Buddha light also shot from outside the city, and if the ghost soldiers were affected by the Buddha's light, they were directly weakened and cultivated.

As soon as the three waves of arrows rained down, the Buddhist soldiers and ghost soldiers met each other in front of the city.

The rain of arrows above the city has never stopped, and those Wu tribes who rushed to kill in front of the ghost soldiers have rushed into the Buddha soldiers at this time, and are swallowed by the Buddha's light.

A big battle without a killing cry kicked off in a roar from ancient times.

At the same time, the six reincarnations are in front of the plate.

When King Qin Guang heard the roar coming from the sky, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at it, and closed his eyes in some pain.

With a pop, King Qin Guang knelt down against the colorful clouds where the six reincarnation disks were located, and shouted loudly:

"Niangniang, if this battle is lost again, Niangniang's well-being that sacrificed herself for the flood will fall into the hands of the Buddha Gate and the Jade Emperor!

The six reincarnation disks did not respond at all, but still rotated quietly, throwing the ghosts flying from everywhere into the reincarnation path.

"!"

King Qin Guang kept kowtowing, "Zhenjun will arrive in half a day, please show up and knock the enemy back!"

The six reincarnation disks were still unresponsive and were running as usual.

After shouting seven or eight times, knocking the bluestone slab into powder, and blood oozing from his forehead, King Qin Guang finally gave up asking for his life, sighed gloomily, and sat there stunned for a while at the reincarnation plate.

"Niangniang, are you okay?" King Qin Guang muttered in a low voice, pressed his left hand on his knee, and slowly stood up.

His robe was a little embarrassed, and his face showed a little helplessness, but he could only turn around and leave, rushing to support outside the city.

Except for a long sigh, he didn't say anything offensive.

King Qin Guang had just reached the halfway point, and suddenly a huge white shadow slowly rose into the air outside the city, and he looked closely, but saw that it was a young monk sitting cross-legged, with a calm face, and slapped a palm at the city.

Under the pressure of the palm wind, several figures who rushed into the air to meet each other were directly knocked away, and a section of the city wall in the center of the capital city collapsed.

"Amitabha. ”

King Qin Guang was dumbfounded, grabbed two long swords and hurriedly rushed to the breach, and the large group of ghost soldiers in the city also rushed to the breach, fighting with the Buddhist soldiers surging outside the city.

The killing intent of both sides was strong, and suddenly two long howls came from the sky.

The two Da Luo Jin Immortals, who were not too conspicuous in the battle situation, rushed directly to the city and shouted angrily outside the city: "The second master has an order! Those who insult the great virtue and the earth will be killed!"

When the words fell, the sound of beating drums came from the dark clouds of the netherworld, but I saw two big flags fluttering constantly, one big flag said 'Mei', and the other big flag said 'Yang'.

This should seem to others to be a bit arrogant shout, these two flags, which rarely appear between heaven and earth, have lifted the spirits of the Yin Si people and the ghost soldiers of the underworld at this time.

At this time, there must be countless eyes watching the great battle here, and the waves stirred up by it are really not light.

King Qin Guang raised his head and shouted: "Fellow Daoists, please also set up a formation in the city! The ghost soldiers of my underworld are not empty, and I dare not spend the soldiers of the True Monarch!"

Guo Shen and Zhijian glanced at each other, each nodded, and nearly 300,000 immortal soldiers in Meishan fell into the large array in the city of Yudu City, and quickly formed a formation.

The ghost soldiers of the underworld are also in a continuous trend at this time, after all, the underworld has been operating in the underworld for many years, and the number of ghost cultivators collected is huge.

It's just that the Buddha light has some restraint on ghosts, and the Buddha soldiers are like puppets, not afraid of death, orders and prohibitions, and the number is always more than that of ghost soldiers, which makes the underworld retreat one after another.

The immortal soldiers of Meishan came, just to cheer up the underworld, if there was a battle, even the Meishan people, who did not have a quasi-saint master, would resist the Buddha soldiers for a while at most.

But as long as they are here, the Buddha will have scruples.

Why?

They are Yang Jian's soldiers, and if they slaughter on a large scale, they will really have an undying mortal enmity with Yang Jian, which is a grudge against Yang Jian's knowledge that he will attack the capital city while protecting the underworld.

The former is a deep feud in the sea of blood, and the latter is just a loss of Yang Jian's face.

There is a big war here, and there must be excitement everywhere in the Three Realms.

Especially in all parts of the Heavenly Court, those Sect Interception Immortals who are not very up-to-court gather together in twos and threes at this time, and their friends open a cloud mirror in groups, and they watch the battle in the underworld.

To put it mildly, what does Buddhism, Taoism, Heavenly Court, and Hellland have to do with this group of immortals who have been sealed into Heavenly Court?

"Yang Jian's friendship with the underworld is so iron?"

Zhao Gongming frowned and thought about it, then shook his head, "I haven't heard of it, Yang Jian, this guy is not determined to fight against Buddhism?"

"Some of this scene is watching," Qiong Xiao pinched the wine glass, his face was red, crawling on the table, and he looked at the battle scene in the cloud mirror with drunken eyes.

Zhao Gongming frowned and said: "Don't say cool words, now that the enemy is now, the Buddhism Sect is still so detrimental to the strength of the Three Realms, and its heart is really punishable." ”

Bi Xiao said: "Buddhism is not not to deal with the catastrophe will be so radical, look at the Buddhist soldiers they have cultivated, the whole is the ghost of the annihilation of the mind, if a little training, the combat power of the Buddhist soldiers is raised, and it may be the main force against strong enemies in the future." ”

"The main force?" "The Holy Mother of Jin Ling snorted with an unkind face, "Even if my Dao Sect is greatly damaged due to the canonization of gods, it is not something that his Buddhist Sect can replace if he wants to. ”

"Alas......" Zhao Gongming stood up and looked in the direction of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, "You say, what is that person thinking?"

"The ghost knows," Qiong Xiao smacked his lips, "People are the supreme of the Three Realms, we are all under its control, big brother, don't say anything nonsense, beware of being beaten by His Majesty the Jade Emperor." ”

Zhao Gongming rolled his eyes, and the God of Wealth, dressed in a red robe, continued to stop and ponder.

In the cloud mirror, the battle between the Buddha soldiers and the ghost soldiers is in full swing, but the defense line of the ghost soldiers is being forced to close towards the root of the city wall.

"I'm afraid these ghost soldiers won't be able to hold on. ”

"Shall we help them?"

"Don't make trouble," Zhao Gongming said, "Wait for Yang Jian to come back, he wants to protect the underworld, and he will definitely be able to protect the underworld...... Probably. ”

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