Not only Qiu Ping, but also the onlookers' jaws dropped when they saw this scene.
There are dozens of Xie family treasure ships. Although due to the agreement, the immortals are not allowed to take action at will, there are many masters of the fifth-grade true god or [Yuan Shen] realm among them.
Except for those gods, all living people were killed in an instant.
Especially the tragic situation of the Xie family before their death made everyone shudder.
Although Shinto is powerful, it has never been known for its supernatural power and fighting skills. Most of them rely on authority and the soldiers under their command.
But the current scene somewhat subverted their imagination.
"I...why don't I remember that I have such magical powers?" Qiu Ping looked at his fins, his brain still unable to turn around.
And just when he was thinking hard about what went wrong, the Xie family...oh no, almost all the famous families in the world, a large number of people died suddenly at this moment.
The power of death is spreading crazily like a plague, and the ancestors and gods worshiped by each family in the Yinsi Ancestral Temple are alarmed.
Such a large-scale death would simply dig out the roots of the family.
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In the vast netherworld, it is divided into countless levels of hell. Shinto only occupied part of it and established the Yinsi.
And a large number of unclaimed lands are occupied by many Yin ghosts who have gained the Tao. They call themselves ghost kings and command countless ghosts under their command. The strongest ones can even compete with the Yins.
In addition to these forces, there is also a very strong force that should not be underestimated.
That is the ancestral temple established by the aristocratic family in Yinsi for worship.
They enjoyed great wealth and honor in the human world, and after death they entered the ancestral temple in the underworld. They were also granted the title of gods and enjoyed sacrifices from their families and even the court.
The ancestors in the underworld are also silently adjusting the family's feng shui, suppressing the family's luck, and making their family more prosperous year by year.
If there are no big changes, maybe everything will be fixed like this.
The aristocratic family will always enjoy unlimited resources, and they can live forever in another form after death.
Ordinary people will never get ahead, and will always be trampled under the feet of aristocratic families.
The whole world is a pool of stagnant water.
The Xie family's ancestral temple is like a vast world, with mountains, rivers, and the sun, moon, and stars in it.
The continuous palaces are brilliant, the lights are shining for thousands of miles, and there are countless figures with high crowns and bows, playing the piano, fishing, or inviting friends to enjoy the wonders and wonderful scenery in the world. It feels so uncomfortable.
But today, this place has turned into a purgatory.
The lights in the palace flickered, and countless figures turned into nothingness after screaming. They offer incense in vain, but most of them lack authority and are like pets kept in captivity at home.
He usually looks laid-back, but once something happens, he has no power to resist.
"how so!"
An old figure walked out from the depths of the Xie Family Ancestral Temple. Looking at the scene in front of him, he was very shocked.
The Xie family controls the three counties and has great power both in Qingzhou and the imperial court.
Unless they encountered a large-scale armed bandit from a lower class background and wiped out the entire family, it would be difficult for the Xie family's wealth to be affected even if the dynasty changed.
The old figure suddenly raised his head, and his heart suddenly palpitated.
He was keenly aware that a terrifying force was attacking his body. But he couldn't detect the other party's position, nor did he know the other party's identity.
"ah……"
Suddenly, a dull roar came from the depths of his throat, and he strangled his neck with both hands.
Obviously he was a Yin god and did not need to breathe, but at this moment he still felt a strong sense of suffocation, as if he would really be strangled to death by himself.
His face gradually turned blue, and he felt that his palms were wet, and a disgusting rancid smell hit his face.
"Ho ho..."
The old figure is the ancestor of the Xie family for more than a hundred years. When he was alive, he was a very popular minister. After his death, he was entitled to enjoy the Ancestral Temple. In the underworld, his status was almost the same as the third rank.
Although there is no third-level authority, it is connected to the destiny of the dynasty.
As long as the dynasty lasts, he will be free from disasters, free and at ease, and it will be difficult for external evil to harm him.
But at this moment, he felt that his ghost body was dissipating at an extremely fast speed. No matter how hard he struggled, it had no effect.
As time went by, the movement of his struggle gradually became smaller. In a daze, he seemed to see a woman whose body was swollen and smelly looking at him fiercely.
"What a calamity... what a calamity!"
The ancestor of the Xie family let out one last cry, and then his body completely turned into powder and disappeared into the void.
In the underworld, all people with the blood of the Xie family, whether they were living or dead, were swept away by the terrifying power of the curse and turned into ashes.
Other families besides the Xie family encountered the same problem as the Xie family, and a large number of people began to die.
Because the death this time was from top to bottom, those who were in charge were killed from the beginning, and those who were lucky enough to survive suddenly had no rules.
Some people are at a loss and feel that there is no hope for the future; some people have ulterior motives and wonder if they can take advantage of the Xie family's chaos to get more belongings; more people are swept away by the torrent of fate and mess with the crowd. Became a ball.
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"So, I didn't kill these people?"
When the battle ended, Jiang Ming appeared out of nowhere. Qiu Ping was a little angry with him and didn't want to pay attention to him. He even secretly gave him a middle finger gesture.
However, when Jiang Ming talked about some secrets behind the matter, Qiu Ping couldn't help but intervene.
"Of course not. They were cursed by the Ghost Mother and were deprived of their vitality."
Jiang Ming smiled. He was indeed the most ferocious monster in the River Styx. Only the curse of this ghost mother could kill all the children of the same surname from the aristocratic family.
When the little loach heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately felt a little disappointed.
He really thought that he had mastered some powerful magical power before, and was planning to use it as his trump card, but now it seems that he has overthought it.
"How many people will the ghost mother kill this time?"
Qiu Ping was still a little afraid of the ghost mother. This monster had such a strong desire for revenge. If he knew that he had killed a ghost boy, he didn't know if it would come to trouble him.
His spatial magical power had no effect at all in the face of the terrifying curse of the Ghost Mother.
"all."
"There will be no direct descendants within the fifth generation of the mortal family."
Jiang Ming spoke calmly, but the meaning conveyed in his words made people shudder.
The little loach opened its mouth slightly, forming an "o". He has personally entered Xiejiawu Fort, so he naturally knows that there are many layers inside, and he doesn't know how many thousands of people live there.
All these people died in one breath, which would probably cause turmoil in the entire world.
Sometimes Qiu Ping really felt that Jiang Ming and King Minngling were crazy. Although he didn't know King Minngling before, he also felt that this time they acted too radically.
This chapter has 2,000 words, and there are another 2,000 words that will be updated at night. Everyone, go to bed first.
