The world of A Chinese Ghost Story, the battlefield of the underworld.

High in the sky above the underworld's purgatory, the Yama King of the Eighth Court is holding a big seal and is in a stalemate with the Black Mountain Demon.

Below, Zhao Zheng and dozens of judges from the underworld, leading countless ghost officials, were fighting against the forces of the Black Mountain Demon.

"kill!"

Zhao Zheng shouted loudly, he drove the chariot, and the Tianzui in his hand turned into a dragon. Endless Yin energy spread out, tearing into pieces the dozens of demons and monsters that blocked his way.

“Law, law, law…”

The war horses neighed and knocked away the ghosts and monsters that blocked their way. At the same time, one clay soldier after another crawled out from the ground and rushed into battle with endless fighting spirit.

Seeing this, several judges looked at each other in confusion.

This zombie has such strange tricks, no wonder he is valued by several adults.

At this moment, a huge bat appeared from nowhere and turned into a human form.

"Hey! That zombie, do you have the guts to fight me?" Wang Tuxue pointed at Zhao Zheng arrogantly.

Zhao Zheng frowned coldly and shouted, "Who are you? Tell me your name."

Wang Tuxue put his hands on his hips and said, "I am the little whirlwind Wang Tuxue of the Whirlwind Cave!"

"Hmph, it seems you are no unknown person. I will fight you for three hundred rounds!"

After he finished speaking, Zhao Zheng flicked the reins, and the chariot turned sharply and started a fierce battle with Wang Tuxue.

The fight between the two seemed fierce, but in fact it was just a show.

Relying on his powerful strength, Zhao Zheng has already established a firm foothold with the Eight Hell Kings. This battle is just to help Wang Tuxue become famous and let him enter the core circle of the Black Mountain Old Demon more quickly.

At this moment, the gate of the underworld opened wide, and an unparalleled heavenly sword shot out from the human world.

"I am Wuming from the Shushan Sword Sect. I have come to the underworld specifically to help the Eight Yamas eliminate the rebellion."

A righteous voice was heard, and many judges were overjoyed. The Shushan Sword Sect had arrived.

"boom!"

The Heavenly Sword swept across the battlefield, and hundreds of demons died in an instant under the nameless sword.

Under the Black Mountain Old Demon's tent, a ferocious bull demon was furious. "You damned mortal cultivator, you actually dared to interfere in my battle in the underworld? You're courting death!"

"boom!"

The bull demon's body expanded several times in size, and it charged towards Wuming with a mace in hand. The space rippled slightly, showing its extraordinary strength.

Wuming's face was solemn. He had just advanced to the realm of the primordial spirit and was absolutely no match for this kind of monster with a condensed primordial spirit.

"Sword Control Technique!"

The dragon scale sword shot out from behind him. Even with the blessing of the Heavenly Sword, Wuming was still knocked dozens of feet away by the mace, his face pale.

"Buzz!"

A green light cut open the entrance to the underworld, and Yue Buqun led a dozen chess pieces to the battlefield.

"Brother Wuming, don't worry. Yue is here to help you!"

Yue Buqun shouted softly, and then shouted: "Set up the sword formation!"

"yes!"

Linghu Chong, Yang Guo, Guo Jing and the others responded, and the flying swords shot out from under their feet, instantly forming a huge dragon-scale sword.

"boom!"

The Bull Demon was cut in half by the giant sword. His soul escaped from his body and he screamed, "Impossible! When did so many soul cultivators appear in the world?"

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Mythological world.

At this time, Lin Lang had been in Xianyang Palace for about half a year.

He opened the Auto Chess interface, his fingers moving continuously, his expression indifferent.

Linghu Chong, get a star upgrade.

Yang Guo, star upgrade.

Guo Jing was promoted.

Xiaolongnu's star is promoted.

Xiao Feng, rising star.

Jiumozhi, rising star.

Zhu Wusi, rising star.

Ancient three links, rising stars.

Duan Yu, promoted star.

Lin Lang used up all the thirty-six four-star cards he had accumulated in one breath, and now had nine more four-star living chess pieces.

Some time ago, he had discovered that so many four-star cards appeared in the card pool one after another. He thought that Zhao Zheng and others had already started to take action.

The battle in the underworld and the elimination of demons in the world can help you obtain four-star cards faster.

The Eight Hells King of Hell, who is hostile to the Black Mountain Old Demon, has the Yama Seal and will not be defeated easily. At least the Black Mountain Old Demon will not fight to the death so quickly.

The Black Mountain Old Demon killed King Biancheng and obtained a Yama Seal. It was impossible for him to refine it so quickly.

Before this, the world was relatively safe.

At this time, a young eunuch walked in from outside the palace.

"Your Excellency, General Meng Tian requests an audience."

Lin Lang smiled and said, "Let him in!"

"promise."

"General Meng Tian comes to see you!" the young eunuch shouted loudly.

Seeing this, Lin Lang looked helpless.

Ever since the day he killed the divine dragon and took the dragon essence, His Majesty has been even more respectful towards him.

Ying Zheng accepted all the suggestions he made, and even allowed generals like Meng Tian to be under his command.

Moreover, Lin Lang's daily food, clothing, expenses and rights are all in accordance with the standards of a king.

Look, even when calling someone, they have to say "Xuan XX, come to see me". It's too exaggerated.

Lin Lang seemed to have returned to the years when he was emperor.

After thinking for a moment, he came to his senses and saw Meng Tian, ​​with a resolute look on his face, wearing black armor and walking towards him, half-kneeling on the ground.

"Your humble servant Meng Tian is here to pay his respects to the Imperial Master!" he said respectfully.

Logically speaking, even if Lin Lang was the imperial teacher, his rank might not be as high as his official position.

But Lin Lang is an immortal, and he has seen Lin Lang's great magical powers, such as turning his hand to make clouds and turning his hand to make rain, so naturally he cannot treat it with common sense.

Lin Lang waved his hand, and a breeze suddenly arose from the flat ground, lifting Meng Tian up.

"Haha, General Meng Tian, ​​there's no need to be so polite. How are you doing with the task that Lin asked you to do?" he said with a smile.

Meng Tian nodded, "I have fulfilled my mission and have distributed the crops brought by the Imperial Master. Six months have passed, and few people have starved to death on the streets."

"Well, what about Yi Xiaochuan?" Lin Lang asked again.

Meng Tian said: "In reply to the Imperial Master, I have followed your advice and reformed the system for building the Great Wall. This has reduced casualties among the laborers and prevented any delays in the project.

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