I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

Lao Miaozhu said to where the sound came from.

"Reporting to General Song, the mountain god of Heishan sacrificed blood to the living beings and summoned the evil god to come. Please also ask the general to summon the gods of the prefectures and counties to take precautions in advance."

"There is such a thing!"

A figure appeared out of thin air in the temple, which was very similar to the statue of the City God in the front hall.

Lao Miao Zhu saluted quickly: "I have met General Song. This is General Yan's subordinate. He just came from Montenegro."

Yifei felt that the county god in front of him was powerful and powerful, as if he was a killer who had just come down from the battlefield.

Just as he was about to make a promise, he didn't expect the city god to directly nod in agreement.

"Since he is under General Yan's command, I can trust him, so I will send a message to all parties."

A divine seal appeared in General Song's hand, and he captured a wisp of incense divine power to send a message to the City God of Jinhua County. After thinking for a while, he took a dozen rays of divine power and sent a message to the gods of land, mountains, and water in several surrounding counties.

"I will spread this matter all over the world. Whether it is true or false, Shangfeng will definitely send someone to investigate..."

"Thank you, General Song. The people of Guobei have survived this disaster and will definitely build a golden body for you in the future."

Yi Feiqing bowed to thank him. General Song did this not only to ask for help, but also to force the state and county officials to go and investigate.

Magistrate Guo made Yifei feel chilled, but the city god's unconditional trust only made him firm in his belief.

After a while, the divine seals flashed continuously.

General Song was replying to the summons one by one when he suddenly felt palpitations and looked up to the northwest.

"late!"

Yifei and Lao Miaozhu's senses were not sensitive enough. They followed their eyes to the northwest and found a crack across the sky.

The sky is cracked!

The crack in the sky was covered with dense clouds, as if there was a pool of ink stains in the sky, and bursts of ghostly cries and howls could be heard twenty or thirty miles away.

It wasn't just the City God's Temple that saw the sky cracking, but also the county officials.

All the officials were immediately frightened and went to the study to look for Mr. Guo, only to find that he had been assassinated by the White Lotus Demon. For a time, the county government was leaderless.

The Earth Temple in the east of the city.

At the moment when the sky split, the Lord of the Earth appeared on his own without the need for a temple call.

Seeing the strange appearance of the sky splitting, he immediately used his magic and a yellow light flashed outside the Chenghuang Temple.

"General Song, the old man is here."

There was no need to be polite at this time. The land god directly pushed the door open and came in. He saw the city god preparing his soldiers.

There were three to four hundred ghosts coming together, all of them armed with strong weapons and full of murderous intent.

It's just that they look a little ugly. Some have only one arm left, some have their heads cut off, some have a few arrows stuck in their chests, and some even have only half of their bodies floating in the air...

The leader, General Song, with a black tiger on his crotch and a halberd in his hand, said immediately when he saw the Lord of the Land coming in.

"I'm going to find you to cast a spell. Send me and others to Montenegro quickly to prevent the demons from rushing into the county."

"good!"

The Lord of the Land used his divine power, a hazy yellow light flashed through, and the temple was instantly empty.

The land of Yinshen only excludes the general functions of moving clouds, spreading rain, rewarding good and punishing evil, etc. Different priests have their own mysteries. For example, the city god is in charge of the reincarnation of the underworld, and the land has the magical power to move the land.

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Montenegro.

It was noon at this time, and it was already pitch dark, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The only light was from the cracks in the sky, from which dots of will-o'-the-wisps fell.

The will-o'-the-wisps fell to the ground, turning into fierce ghosts with green faces and fangs. Within a moment after the sky split, tens of thousands of them fell densely.

Ho ho ho!

There were roars one after another, and at the call of the ghost generals, the fierce ghosts and evil spirits lined up and divided into eight neat military formations.

At this time, there are still ghost fires falling, and the team of ghosts is constantly growing.

Looking from afar, Black Mountain suddenly turned into a ghostland.

"How to do this?"

Wu Yuan and the others frowned. They thought it was an evil god dividing his soul or possessing him, but they were able to resist one or two.

That tree demon was only a fourth-grade person, and the people he sacrificed were only mountain beasts. How could he engage in such a big battle?

Dozens of detectives would be swallowed up without even a splash of water in front of the army of ghosts.

"What else can I do? Kill one to get enough money, kill two to earn one!"

The speaker was a dark-faced man named Li Da. He was holding two cooked copper maces and looked a little like Yan Chixia.

After hearing this, the others silently arranged their weapons, attached the evil-proof talismans and seals, and swallowed any miraculous elixir immediately, as they probably wouldn't have a chance to take it in the future.

"Huang Laodao, what are you writing?"

Wu Yuan carefully wiped the sword, which was Yan Chixia's retired broadsword, and caught a glimpse of Huang Laodao writing.

The six-door agents of Jinhua come from mixed backgrounds and place more emphasis on character than family background. Huang Laodao was originally a temple master in a run-down Taoist temple. He could draw several seals to ward off evil spirits and suppress demons. He was invited by Yan Chixiao to work part-time as a black-clothed agent.

Huang Laodao wrote furiously and said without raising his head: "Wu Liang, that Heavenly Master, was writing a suicide note and told Widow Sun how many pieces of silver were buried under the bed..."

Li Da chuckled and said, "Old Huang made a mistake this time. These hungry ghosts pounced on me, leaving no hair left!"

"Can they still eat rocks?"

After Huang Laodao finished writing his last words, he made a secret with his hand, and the bluestone on the ground cracked a gap, and he stuffed the letter inside.

Which man hasn't paid off his personal money yet, so the others followed suit and wrote their last words on paper and found them in the cracks between rocks and trees and on the ground to save them.

At this time, there were changes on the mountain.

Woo

Woo

The low horn sounded, powerful and melodious.

Under the leadership of the ghost general, the military formation dispersed in eight directions, with no less than two to three thousand fierce ghosts in each direction.

To the southeast of where Wu Yuan and others are, the leading ghost general is a monk, his eyes flashing with ghostly flames, a skull rosary hanging around his neck, wearing a dark cassock, and holding a treasured skeleton tower in his hand.

"Jie, Jie, Jie! Isn't it human? I met you before I even came down the mountain. The devil star is shining brightly for me today!"

The ghost monk waved his hand and threw the skeleton tower, which turned into a size of three to four feet and bombarded Wu Yuan and others.

"kill!"

Wu Yuan roared angrily, and his true energy rose into the sky and struck the Skeleton Tower.

A sixth-grade martial artist who is not afraid of death fights with a ghost monk and ghost general who has strange magic skills.

Others jumped out from the trees and underground, using various means to stop the army of ghosts. However, the difference in numbers is too big, and the strength of a single person is not weaker than Huang Laodao and others, let alone two or three thousand fierce ghosts swarming up.

With just one contact, several people died, and the ghosts rushed to bite their bodies, even swallowing their clothes.

"Collect the soul!"

The ghosts all have soul-binding bags around their waists, and they cast spells to collect the souls of the dead before throwing themselves at the next one.

The locusts crossing the border were nothing more than that. With just a few impacts, most of Wu Yuan and others died. The rest were also besieged by a group of ghosts, with all kinds of evil ghosts coming from all directions. It was only a matter of time before they were all destroyed.

A long-tongued ghost took advantage of Li Da's fight with other ghosts and bit into his arm, trying to tear off a piece of raw meat.

"Master Ge, if you dare to bite me, I will bite you too!"

Li Da tilted his head and bit the long-tongued ghost's nose with his mouth. A fishy and rotten smell exploded in his mouth.

Phew!

The long-tongued ghost opened his mouth in pain, and rolled his tongue like a soft sword, stabbing Li Da's neck.

Li Da directly bit the tip of his tongue, and the pure yang essence and blood spurted into the long-tongued ghost's face, like boiling oil splashed with water, a sizzling sound mixed with a scream.

"Haha, grandpa treats you to eat..."

Phew!

Before Li Da could finish speaking, a ghost claw emerged from his chest. He could also see his heart contracting and beating, and the devil's proud laughter came from behind.

The man who looked like a black iron tower suddenly fell to the ground, attracting dozens of fierce ghosts to bite him.

Seeing that Wu Yuan and others were about to be destroyed, yellow light surged from the ground, and hundreds of ghosts appeared out of thin air.

General Song had no time to reorganize his troops, so the black tiger jumped ten feet and swept across with his halberd, saving Huang Laodao.

"That Tianzun Wuliang! The old Taoist actually... left one..."

Huang Laodao's voice gradually became lower, blood spurted from his body, his breath dimmed and he fell to the ground.

General Song waved his hand with a divine light, protecting Huang Laodao's soul, and shouted loudly.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The ghosts shouted in unison, and evil spirits rose into the sky.

General Song was unparalleled in his bravery. He took the lead and charged into the army of evil spirits. With one sweep of his halberd attached to divine power, he killed a large number of evil spirits.

The void body that the ghost relies on is being restrained by the divine power of the incense, and if it sticks to it, it will be like a gangrene attached to the bone.

The ghost guards followed suit and attached their thin divine power to their weapons, killing and injuring many evil ghosts.

In terms of individual strength, the City God Ghost could not match the fierce ghosts, and their number was several times worse. However, relying on the power of the incense and their fearlessness to die, they actually managed to force the army of ghosts to retreat in succession.

Woo

The horn sounded in the Li Gui army, and the Li Gui who originally retreated showed a look of fear, stopped and charged back.

General Song rushed into the Li Ghost Army. When he saw Wu Yuan entangled with the ghost monk, the black tiger jumped dozens of feet.

With a flick of his halberd, he killed the ghost monk.

Black light flashes all over the ghost monk's body, and his white bone rosary turns into a skull the size of a millstone, spewing black smoke and demonic fire.

"Suffer death!"

The halberd in General Song's hand suddenly turned into red gold, smashed the skull into pieces, and stabbed the ghost monk's head.

The ghost monk's expression changed, and he waved his hand to recall the skeleton tower to protect himself.

Wu Yuan had never met General Song, but when they cooperated, they had the same mind. He exploded with zhenqi and cut dozens of swords in a row to stop the Skeleton Tower.

The ghost monk screamed in agony, and the majestic incense and fire divine power poured into it, conflicting and entangled with the evil and evil energy in his body, and the ghost body exploded. Pulling the fierce spirits and ghosts around him in a radius of dozens of feet, they turned into ashes.

As soon as the ghost general died, the army of ghosts that had just boosted their morale suddenly became sluggish again.

General Song and Wu Yuan were ranked in the middle rank. They charged and killed several times in the group of ghosts. The ghost soldiers were immediately defeated and fled back to the vicinity of the mountain temple.

"This is only the army of ghosts from the direction of Guobei County, the other seven directions..."

Wu Yuan sighed and looked at the three agents who were barely alive and breathing, and his expression became even more gloomy.

"I have informed the city gods in dozens of surrounding counties that the ghost soldiers are not very strong. As long as more precautions are taken, there will not be too many casualties."

General Song pointed to the crack in the sky and said: "That's the key point. If it can't be sealed, there will be an endless supply of ghosts."

Like a crow's beak, countless will-o'-wisps fell from the cracks before he finished speaking.

The will-o'-the-wisp fell to the ground and turned into fierce ghosts, among which there were dozens of ghost generals, leading thousands of ghosts to rush down the mountain like a tide.

The crack in the sky changed again, and a blood-red eye appeared, looking at General Song and others through the crack.

There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, but with just a glance, General Song and others suffered heavy blows, and their true energy and divine power were reduced by three or four levels.

Wu Yuan was originally injured by the ghost monk, but now he was injured even more and couldn't help but spit out blood.

Thinking of the dead Pao Ze, anger arose in his heart, he pointed at his blood-red eyes and cursed: "Look at you, grandpa is right here, if you have the seeds to do it, ***"

General Song was stunned when he heard this. He gave Wu Yuan a thumbs up and praised: "Brother is brave, if you can survive this time, I invite you to come to Yinsi for a drink!"

"Haha! Such a scary monster can't even curse out words normally, but now he points his nose and curses!"

While the two were talking, densely packed ghosts and evil spirits swarmed over. The leading dozen ghost generals either activated their magic weapons or brandished their weapons to kill Song and Wu.

Wu Yuan leaned his sword on the ground, grabbed a handful of pills with no effect, and stuffed them into his mouth.

"This time I have to explain!"

"It doesn't matter! This general died once before in the Great Victory Pass..."

General Song waved his halberd and shouted: "It doesn't matter if you die again!"

Seeing the army of fierce ghosts approaching, I could already see clearly the hideous faces of the ghost generals, and streaks of thunder fell from the sky.

Boom!

When the thunder came, all the ghost generals at the front had turned into ashes.

"Reinforcements have arrived!"

General Song looked in the direction from which the thunder light came, and after a few breaths he saw a thin Taoist man in blue shirt coming on a cloud.

When they were close, Yan Chixiao jumped down from the cloud, glanced at the injured policeman, with veins pulsing on his forehead, and asked Wu Yuan angrily.

"Why are you the only ones? Where are Xiao Fei, Lao Huang and the others?"

"them……"

Wu Yuan did not dare to continue talking, Yan Chixiao's eyes seemed to be gnawing.

Zhou Yi fell from the cloud: "Yan boy, now is not the time to speak. There are still seven groups of ghost soldiers scattered in all directions. They want to rob the souls and sacrifice them to the ghosts and gods. They must be stopped as soon as possible and the souls can be taken back!"

Yan Chixiao suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Senior Yiqing, what do you think we should do?"

"This is the treasure that Pindao once used to refine demons. It is made of real gold from the west and the essence of Lihuo from the south. It is called the Nanming Lihuo Sword!"

Zhou Yi handed the immortal sword to Yan Chixiao and said: "I will give you this sword. Cooperate with the method of Tu Tu Gong's transfer, and you will definitely defeat all the ghost soldiers."

The Lihuo Sword of Nanming contains twenty thousand years of Zhou Yi's mana, which can always activate the effect of the fairy sword to subjugate demons and subjugate demons. It can also protect Yan Chixiao's safety and prevent Xiaoxiao from snatching the sword and stealing it.

"good!"

Yan Chixiao simply took the fairy sword and felt the mysterious flames washing through his body.

The evil spirit is refined by Nanming Lihuo to eliminate the impurities and retain the essence. Regular tempering can turn it into pure Gangqi.

The warrior's true energy and Gang energy are blended together, and the killing power suddenly increases several times, which can compete with the outside scene.

Refining evil spirits and condensing them is a secret art of martial arts. Unfortunately, evil spirits are easy to find but hard to refine. Unless you are lucky enough to find a natural and pure Gangsha.

"I have seen the immortal, and the little god obeys his orders."

The Earth God emerged from the ground and said, "Everyone, please come closer. You can save some magical energy by casting magic to move."

A black and yellow divine light flashed, and Yan Chixiao and others disappeared.

Zhou Yi looked up at the crack in the sky, soared into the sky, and met the blood-red eyes.

"I'm a poor man, let's see how powerful the ghosts and gods in the underworld are!"

Two to three thousand remaining ghost soldiers gathered at the mountain temple. They were afraid of the Taoist thunder method and frightened by the power of ghosts and gods. They shrank like a little daughter-in-law who had been wronged.

Zhou Yi waved his hand and took the soul-binding bag on the ghost soldier's waist, took out the souls of Li Dayifei and others, and put them into his sleeves.

Just now, the thunder method killed the ghost general, and I learned its origin through the demon illustrated book. It was a ghost and god from the underworld in Fengzhou. The thousand-year-old tree demon summoned him, opened the rift between Yin and Yang, and released his ghost soldiers to plunder human souls.

Soul-born souls are indispensable spiritual resources for ghosts and gods, and they can bewitch believers everywhere to offer sacrifices and summon them.

"You don't want a soul, come down and get it if you can!"

Blood eyes filled the cracks in the void, like an inlaid eye of punishment, with a bloody light flashing.

die!

The strange fluctuations directly affected the Yinshen of Zhouyi.

Under the protection of magic power, the Yin God felt sluggish and weak. It was not until the purple green rope was activated that pure Yang fairy light flashed through, and the strange evil power was driven away.

"Is this the magic power of speaking and following the magic? Or is it the magic of curse and nightmare?"

Zhou Yi is not a character who cannot fight back. His magic power has been circulating for thousands of years, and it has turned into a sea of ​​thunder for miles around.

With a wave of his hand, endless thunder surged towards the blood eyes like a long river.

The Tiangang thunder method was so strong that it fell in the blood eyes, and a faint roar of pain came out.

The blood eyes brushed out countless waves of blood, which poured down from the sky in an attempt to drown the sea of ​​thunder.

Two rays of divine light, one green and one purple, rose up from the lightning, instantly breaking through the waves of blood and piercing the bloody eyes fiercely.

Roar!

An earth-shattering roar came from the crack, and Xue Lang retracted his eyes, with two clearly visible scars in the center of his eyes.

"The ghosts and gods of the underworld are not worthy of their name!"

Zhou Yi stood in the sky, his Taoist robes were fierce, purple green ropes hung on the left and right, and the sea of ​​thunder surged and rolled under his feet.

The blood eyes observed coldly for a moment, then slowly closed, and the cracks in the air closed at the same time.

The night is gone and it's time for the sun to set.