The Yangtze River is bright red.
Struggling human hands emerged from the thick blood. They tried their best to move up, but were suddenly dragged down by something, and then other hands stretched out.
A group of ghosts desperately pulled the people above them and stepped on them, trying to let themselves see a ray of light.
But they are always covered with a thin film of blood, and even if they rush out of the river, nothing can be seen.
After trying hard but not getting results, resentment grows like crazy.
Hatred, malice, fear, greed...
All kinds of negative emotions, like poison with no solution, spread on the river. Even a group of demi-kings were uncontrollably affected and their faces turned pale.
The wails of these innocent souls penetrated the ears like insects.
Just standing above the river, they need to expend a lot of energy to resist the invasion of the curse.
In comparison, the previous Guixi, Son of Jiang Shen, was like a half-finished product.
Jiang Shen looks like a middle-aged man. He wears a bright red ancient official uniform with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. The standard is ridiculously high. He wears a gorgeous uniform on top, which shows that he had a high status during his lifetime.
"Jiang Shen, if you dare to take action, are you not afraid that the thousand-year-old legacy of the Ghost Sacrifice lineage will be destroyed in one fell swoop?"
At this time, City King Hansheng spoke.
The bloody flame prison above her head has solidified to the point that it is almost becoming reality, and her whole body is surging with an unimaginably powerful aura, but compared with Jiang Shen, it is still far behind.
Jiang Shen looked over and frowned slightly.
The other party was right. His action was actually a risky move.
In this catastrophe of Kyushu, everyone tacitly understands that if the battle is fought at the king level, and the sacrifice ghost lineage only comes out of half a king, no matter how big the trouble is, the liquidation in the future will not fall on the two kings.
But when the king takes action, the meaning is different.
To say that Yama has nothing to do with them is only if the opponent is unwilling to pay a big price and at the same time has to guard the restricted area.
He is really desperate. No one in this world dares to say that he can bear the wrath of the Tenth Palace of Yama.
Jiang Shen did not look at the City King, but looked to the east, and his voice was carried along the river: "Have the friends from the Dark Alliance arrived?"
After a while, a yellow talisman flew over and sent out sound waves.
"I have arrived at the east coast, feel free to take action."
The expressions of the half-kings on the Kyushu side sank one after another. They naturally heard that this was the arrival of the mysterious Xu Fu.
The strength of the opponent is unknown, but he has faced off against King Taishan before and fought against him, which shows that he is at least a seven- or eight-step king and has special means, otherwise he would not be the opponent of King Taishan.
Jiang Shen pondered for a moment, seemingly uneasy, and spoke again: "I heard that Mr. Xu Fu traveled overseas in his early years and had many rare treasures. One of them is called 'Phantom'. Can you see it?"
This time, the other party waited a little longer.
Not long after, a crystal bead as big as a thumb flew over at high speed, and unfolded a floating scroll in the void, which revealed the scene of Kyushu East China Sea.
When everyone looked at it, their pupils trembled.
Above the East China Sea, on the side of the Dark Alliance, four terrifying figures were suspended.
The Ghost King Earth Bodhisattva, Zuo Yiwu King, the Blood-clothed Female Ghost King, and You King whose face cannot be seen clearly.
Not only that.
There are also huge ancient ships with masts floating on the sea. They are majestic and powerful frigates that are comparable in size to aircraft carriers. No one knows how these things were built in an era when technology was underdeveloped.
On the bow of the largest ship, a middle-aged man in an alchemist uniform sat cross-legged. His expression was indifferent, but his occasional glances made people dare not look at him.
The Kyushu side is relatively shabby.
A sturdy old man, wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, squatted on a large strait, holding a 100-meter-long pole, fishing on the east coast.
Standing next to him was a middle-aged man with a wry smile. It was King Ping Ping. He had a wat board in one hand and a dark soul bead in the other, all filled with power, and he was always ready to take action.
He was the most nervous person in the room.
Next to him was an old man who smoked. He held a cigarette in his hand and pressed back and forth on his smartphone with one finger. After a lot of effort, he seemed to have finally completed the operation. He held it to his ear and listened for a while before getting discouraged. of letting go.
Cursing and cursing.
"What a fool, you won't answer my call?"
"I am here to teach you my experience in life and work. If you really offend the City King, she will say some bad things about you in the Hall of Hell, and you will cry!"
"Now this young man doesn't know how to respect the old and care for the young at all. Just wait and suffer!"
"Don't listen to this old man's words~"
"I'm at a loss~ right in front of my eyes~"
Uncle Wei was very relaxed, a little too relaxed. In such a serious scene, he even hummed a limerick, as if he was not worried at all about being outnumbered.
The opponent has five kings and a fleet of monsters.
Two eight-step masters, plus two veteran kings. Even if the female ghost king in red is a little weaker, it should be easy to keep the three of them.
But Uncle Wei is so calm and a little conceited.
Before he became the king, he was submissive. After he became the king, he regained the belief that he was invincible within the same rank.
At this time, while smoking a cigarette, his eyes were wandering around, and he glared at Gui Bodhisattva. The other person turned his head and ignored him. He blinked at Zuo Yi again, and the other person pretended not to notice with a cold face.
Uncle Wei once again stared at the female ghost king in red. He bent his ring finger and middle finger and made a very hip gesture. In fact, he was mocking the other person's two fingers that he had permanently severed and could not be restored.
The other party was frustrated, but after suffering a big loss last time, he learned the lesson this time and stayed in the Dark Alliance team without saying a word.
Seeing this, Uncle Wei was like a victorious rooster, holding his head proudly and dusting off his soot in a dashing way.
This scene was quite unexpected.
Originally, the strong men on the Kyushu side felt their hearts sinking slowly when they saw this disparity in strength, but now they changed their minds.
At the same time, they also thought of what Jiang Chen said before, that once in five hundred years, they would take the fifth step as soon as they broke through. Even King You turned around and left...
It seems that this is King Wu of Wei, no wonder he is so arrogant and domineering.
At this time, Jiang Shen looked at the scene in the shadow and nodded slowly. With so many masters from the Dark Alliance here, including the mysterious Xu Fu, it was destined to attack Kyushu this time.
Just make sure of that.
Then if he sacrifices his ghost lineage, he can risk everything!
It has always known a secret. Every thousand years, the disasters in the restricted area will become different.
During the last millennium turmoil, the River God died. As a lonely ghost, he entered this short temple under the river and was worshiped by people and enjoyed incense, paper candles.
Over the past thousand years, he has experienced the weakening of the Ghost Sacrifice lineage, its glory, and then its suppression and loss of everything.
Now, it's time to get it back.
"die!"
Compared to Jiang Shenzi, this Jiang Shen was obviously much more experienced. He decided to take action and without saying a word, he waved his hand and the endless river of blood covered the sky and turned into a huge wave that shocked the sky and hit everyone in Kyushu.
The terrifying sense of oppression made the half-king unable to even breathe. He tried his best to resist, but the methods he used were like a mantis's arms in front of the big waves.
"Damn it!" The City King had no choice but to desperately use the power of the companion ghost. The bloody flame prison behind him completely solidified, blocking the blood wave.
"Zizzizi"
Amidst the terrifying sound, a large area of Flame Prison was extinguished.
But at least she holds up a small part of the world.
"Walk!"
"Where's Director Jiang?!" Zou Lianshan didn't forget to shout.
"Withstanding Jiang Shen's blow, he might have..." Xiaoyaozi shook his head and sighed.
The City King stared down the Yangtze River for a long time, and could only sigh: "I can't care so much anymore. Jiang Shen takes action. Things have gone beyond expectations. Whether we can escape or not is a matter of course."
What she didn't say was that according to her judgment, the young evildoer was probably in danger.
But there was nothing she could do.
Even if the Companion Ghost of the City King line breaks out in full force, with her current strength, she can only carry one or two steps of power at most. She is so far behind Jiang Shen that she is not even qualified to fight for her life.
