854 Who Would Enter Hell? (1)

“Oh? These are Yin Soldiers?”

Before Jiang Ziya could attack, the aura he emitted had already destroyed a thousand Yin Soldiers.

His expression changed slightly when he actually felt the price of killing the Yin Soldiers.

However, he had already become an immortal at this moment. He could still endure the consequences of killing a thousand Yin Soldiers.

He took another look and already recognized the background of this group of ghost soldiers.

With a turn of his hand, the attack that he had just attacked halfway was turned around and hit an empty space at the side.

Immediately, a large area of the house and land disappeared.

“That kid from the Human Emperor’s successor is quite capable. Where did he get so many Yin Soldiers?”

“However, you want to deal with me just like that? That’s far from enough!”

He formed a hand seal and black lotus flowers immediately appeared from the ground.

He had clearly used the orthodox Dao Technique of the Profound Sect, but after using it, it seemed so sinister and evil.

The black lotus flower on the ground blossomed, revealing a terrifying stench of sharp teeth.

Then, a powerful suction force erupted, not missing a single Yin Soldier.

They were all absorbed into the lotus flower and sealed.

On the other side of the Village Viewing Platform, Qin Shuman was already looking more and more like a living person. At this moment, her forehead was covered in bean-sized sweat as she stared fixedly at Jiang Ziya in the scene.

She did not expect those Yin Soldiers to be of any use.

Before City Lord Jiang returned, no one in the current Nine Provinces was his match.

It was definitely not advisable to fight head-on. There was no hope at all.

All she could do now was pray uneasily that the other party could not find the connection point between the Netherworld and the Nine Provinces and could not find them here.

After all, other than the Gate of Hell, if he wanted to cross Yin and Yang to come to the Netherworld, he could only pass through a special overlapping illusion like the Ghost King Desolate Ground.

There were not many in the entire Nine Provinces. If one did not understand the method, it was indeed enough to reject many experts.

However, they had clearly underestimated Jiang Ziya.

The title of the second-generation disciple of the Profound Sect was not limited to having a Sage as his master.

Apart from the terrifying backer, it also meant that they could learn whatever they wanted.

After all, when Sages preached the Dao, they could casually open their mouths and spew out golden lotuses.

There were also things like inviting immortals to help and asking about fortune to avoid calamity.

There were also things like helping to produce grains for mortals, staying quiet and doing nothing, meditating, abstaining from conflict, and enjoying a vegetarian meal.

They could either sleep or make contributions and meditate.

As long as there was such a thing in the world, as long as they wanted to learn it, there was nothing that Sages could not teach them.

It was different from those third-generation disciples who generally dared to come out and conquer the world with just one or two skills or a powerful tool.

These second-generation disciples, including the twelve Golden Immortals, all knew a little about everything.

Any single thing from them could become someone else’s trump card.

Not to mention that Jiang Ziya had secretly developed for so many years. What he knew was really amazing.

Crossing Yin-Yang to connect to the Netherworld was nothing to him.

After dealing with those Yin Soldiers, Jiang Ziya walked to a long ravine and sized it up with interest.

He even squatted down and touched the ground. Soon, a look of understanding appeared on his face.

“So it’s the Gate of Hell. What a nostalgic thing.”

“Fengdu City. That guy is quite capable to develop a waste city to this extent.”

“You’re just too naive. How can such a small trick stop me?”

He grabbed a handful of dust from the ground and scattered it.

As the dust fluttered, a door with a ferocious ghost face immediately appeared, faintly discernible in the air.

The Gate of Hell that had clearly closed was somehow revealed by him again.

“Quickly cut off the Gate of Hell! What are you doing!”

Qin Shuman roared at the group of ghosts!

Sure enough, where a large number of citizens were placed, a Gate of Hell appeared out of thin air again.

It was obvious that on the other side of this ghost door was definitely that peerless demon!

“That… that’s not what we opened! We can’t close it!”

“Damn it, if you can’t turn it off, smash it!”

Under Qin Shuman’s orders, the Armored Troll Grand Duke Anduin Gold raised his hand to create a sun fireball and smashed it towards the Gate of Hell.

The fireball was very fast and powerful.

He did not hesitate to injure some commoners beside him to destroy the uncontrollable Gate of Hell immediately.

However, just as the sun fireball was about to smash into the door, the ghost door was still pushed open!

A black-clothed wind blew past, and the sun fireball that was terrifying enough to erase a country from the map was directly blown out like a candle.

After Jiang Ziya pushed open the door, he only blew a breath upwards and collapsed Fengdu City’s counterattack.

After taking a step forward, it was already Fengdu Ghost City.

In the end, he still came over!

After Jiang Ziya crossed the Gate of Hell, Qin Shuman calmed down.

This was because there was no longer any suspense. They definitely could not win.

The only difference was how long they could last and how much trouble they could cause that demon.

“The Pipa Hall Master has already sacrificed herself. Fengdu City is all in your hands.”

The remaining two Hall Masters of Fengdu City nodded and fought in front of everyone.

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