Fantasy: I lead hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers to rebuild the underworld

The ghosts and gods of these hells are so powerful.

The ghost energy here is so strong that it is unimaginable.

"Old Xue, let's go in."

The Yin soldier turned around and said respectfully.

"it is good."

Xue Dingshan nodded, calmed down the agitation in his heart, and said.

Soon, the two came to the gate of hell.

Along the way, many souls wandered beside them.

Like them, they all came from Huangquan Road.

Some of them floated here by themselves, while some souls were tied with pitch-black chains and were detained by ghost messengers along the way.

Xue Dingshan guessed that these souls may all be dead souls who had just died and arrived in the underworld.

However, Xue Dingshan didn't think much about it.

At this time, I saw the Yin soldier raised his hand, and a paper guide appeared out of thin air.

There are several large characters written on it:

"The Emperor of Fengdu's Mingtu Road Guide".

The Yin soldiers before the gate of hell checked and confirmed that there was no problem.

It is to let Xue Dingshan enter the gate of hell.

After the ghost gate is closed, there are continuous buildings.

There are pavilions, temples on cliffs, and towering majestic buildings.

It's just that there is a strong chill in these buildings.

A large number of dead souls are shuttling through these buildings.

There are also many Yin soldiers patrolling back and forth.

Although it is filled with ghostly aura, it is generally no different from the city in Yangjian.

"Wonderful City?"

Xue Dingshan looked curious.

He once heard from the elders that in the underworld, there is a city where the dead live.

This city is called the city of death in vain.

It is a city dedicated to those who died in vain and those who have not lived their lives.

Xue Dingshan originally thought that this was just nonsense made up by the elders, but he did not expect that the City of Death actually existed.

And judging from these tall buildings.

Its prosperity is no less than any other city in Yangjian.

And what really shocked Xue Dingshan was.

He found that the number of Yin soldiers around him was far more than those in the tower of Nanyuan City back then.

There are probably seventy or eighty of them that he saw along the way.

If you add the ones that patrolled the underworld and those that have never appeared before, then there are probably several hundred statues!

Moreover, the cultivation base of every Yin soldier is actually at the peak of the ghost general realm!

Hundreds of ghost generals reached the peak...

It's creepy to think about.

Moreover, this is only the outermost force of the underworld.

There are also black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face.

And the emperor who has never shown up.

How terrifying should it be?

Xue Dingshan continued to walk in the depths with a feeling of apprehension.

"Elder Xue?"

At this moment, a call sounded suddenly.

Xue Dingshan looked up subconsciously.

I saw dozens of souls suddenly walking not far away.

Most of these souls are seven old and 80 years old, there are men and women, and only a few are young.

More importantly, Xue Dingshan knew most of these souls.

"Old Zhang, Old Wang, why are you here?"

Xue Dingshan looked at the two old men and asked curiously.

Lao Zhang is a teacher in the south of the city. He has taught students for decades and never charges tuition fees. He is quite respected in Nanyuan City.

Lao Wang is a doctor in Nanyuan City, and he is also a kind-hearted person. He often helps the poor to see a doctor for free, and he doesn't take any money.

But these two old things...

Two days ago, he was still alive and well.

Why did you come to the underworld all of a sudden?

Did they die suddenly on the same day?

Lao Zhang smiled wryly, and said, "Old Xue, we still want to ask you about this matter."

"We were all sleeping at home, but suddenly a group of Yin soldiers came and asked us to visit the underworld."

"You are always the president of Nanyuan City, and you have a lot of experience and knowledge. Can you explain to us what's going on?"

"Yes, Mr. Xue."

"What's going on?"

"Aren't we dead?"

As soon as the words came out, the surrounding souls all came forward and asked curiously.

Xue Dingshan shook his head, smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know what's going on either."

"The underworld naturally has the idea of ​​the underworld. How can we and other mortals understand what they are going to do?"

"However, I can tell you that your lifespan is not over, so you should not have died. Maybe you will be able to go back before dawn."

I heard Xue Dingshan say that.

All the souls breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Xue Dingshan is the president of Nanyuan City, and he is highly respected. Since he said that they can go back before dawn, then they will definitely be able to go back.

Xue Dingshan on the side was also a little puzzled.

He thought that he was the only one who was invited to visit the underworld.

Unexpectedly, there were so many people besides him.

What the hell is this going to do?

……

soon.

Under the leadership of Yin soldiers, all the ghosts came to a solemn and magnificent palace.

On this palace, hangs a square plaque.

Writing three vigorous characters.

"Hall of judges!"

Xue Dingshan murmured.

Just looking at these three big characters gave him the feeling that his soul was being pinched.

The sacred aura rushed over, making all the souls present couldn't help but worship him.

"Are they all here?"

Just then, a light laughter sounded.

The crowd looked up.

I saw Bai Wuchang's figure walking out of the hall, looking at everyone with a smile.

He had a smile all over his face and looked extremely kind.

But Xue Dingshan knew.

This seemingly benevolent white-faced ghost is actually an extremely terrifying existence.

Especially the scene of Bai Wuchang holding a mourning stick and a ghost with each stick has left a lot of psychological shadow on Xue Dingshan.

at this time.

I saw a yin soldier stepping forward, bowing to Bai Wuchang and saluting:

"Master Wuchang, everyone has been brought."

"A total of 73 people, please review the Lord Wuchang!"

"Ah."

Bai Wuchang nodded.

His eyes swept across the body of the soul in front of him.

Especially on Xue Dingshan's body, he paused for a few seconds longer.

After looking around, he said with a smile: "Everyone has worked hard, you have traveled thousands of miles to come to the underworld, and the journey has been tiring. I first thank you all on behalf of the underworld."

"Next, please line up and enter the palace one by one. The emperor has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Remember, don't make any noise after entering the palace."

"Otherwise, if I disturb the Emperor, I will not be able to keep you!"

Son of Heaven?

Xue Dingshan was startled, shaking like five thunderbolts.

In my mind, I subconsciously recalled the majestic voice I heard on the tower.

Today... can I finally see the real face of that lord?

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Chapter 30 God-given chance, the ghosts test the city god

Xue Dingshan was extremely excited.

soon.

A group of souls lined up according to their merits and virtues, and walked into the hall of judges one by one.

Xue Dingshan has the strongest merit, so he is naturally at the forefront.

The other souls followed behind.

In the main hall, dozens of Yin soldiers in armor stood upright, and the cold ghost aura permeated the surroundings.

In the middle of the main hall, there are dozens of desks.

There is a pen and a piece of paper on each table.

And at the end of the hall.