"Now, they are the Five Thief Generals under the command of the underworld."
"They are best at spatial movement."
"Jianmen Pass has become an independent world. What if I move Jianmen Pass to the underworld?"
"By then, even if Jianmen Gate is opened, only the ghosts belonging to my underworld or under my underworld management will be able to enter and exit."
Cang was stunned.
"Why should I trust you?"
Kong Hanan subconsciously performed the Xuanyuan sword technique.
"You said before that you are the abandoned people, and I also said that you are the forgotten people."
Kong Hanan sighed.
"But, in fact, you are not forgotten people. The Martial Saint once mentioned you to me. He said that if there is a chance, let me help you."
As soon as these words were spoken, coupled with the momentum created by Xuan Yuan's swordsmanship, Kong Hanan's words caused multiple times the critical hit real damage to this group of ghosts.
The ghosts at Jianmen Pass wailed, and even the archers could not hold on.
The Martial Saint is their pride and also their nightmare.
The Martial Saint killed many people and became a god. He flew away into the sky, leaving behind a mess. The guards at Jianmen Pass had no choice but to stay there.
Even if they are no longer alive.
Cang smiled bitterly.
"He actually still remembers us?"
Kong Hanan sighed.
"Although I was thrown in here by the Witch God, Marshal Guan did mention you to me."
"Everyone has worked hard... From now on, we, the Netherworld, will take over the defense of Jianmen Pass!"
"If you believe me, then open the door."
"Believe me, open this door and you will have a new life."
The ghosts and monsters at Jianmen Pass were still suffering from the pain of recovering their memories and were silent for a while.
But soon, hundreds of ghosts in the death zone rushed down the city wall.
Among them were bearded men, plain-clothed guards and others.
They are Kong Han'an's followers and are most influenced by him.
Even though it was just a short battle.
But the deepest friendship is between life and death.
Where someone takes the lead, others will follow.
Thousands of ghosts at Jianmen Pass wailed.
More and more ghosts lost control and rushed towards the closed door.
"Stop, stop it!"
Cang looked horrified.
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