Chapter 386: 100,000 Banners and Thousands of Flags to Kill Yama III

"Ghost!!!"

A terrified scream came from Ao Tianxing's mouth.

Ao Tianxing, who was still smiling happily despite being chased by countless ghost corpses, turned pale in fear when he saw countless ghosts pouring in from outside the city.

Although the Prince of Zhennan, who was the first to be hit, was not as frightened and screamed as Ao Tianxing, he was still frightened when he saw the strange and eerie ghost rushing into the city.

He almost closed his eyes and gave up resistance.

There was a roadblock in front and a pursuer behind, and he was going to perish here!

But the next moment, a cold wind came, and one ghost after another rushed past him with empty steps. These terrifying ghosts holding mourning sticks and holding high soul-guiding banners actually ignored him and collided with the densely packed corpses of the strong.

In the gloomy wind, a huge sedan emerged from the gloomy ghostly aura, carried by dozens of majestic ghosts. The sedan was covered with misty white cloth and gloomy aura, and a woman in gorgeous clothes could be vaguely seen sitting in it.

The shocked King of Zhennan stood in the gloomy ghostly aura, standing in the same line with the transparent ghosts, and clearly heard the faint voice of a woman coming from the sedan.

"King of the Wheel, Youyue, kowtow to the Wolf God."

Then, under the unbelievable gaze of King of Zhennan, this terrifying existence that controlled countless ghosts to suddenly descend actually stood up and saluted respectfully to the white-clothed Wolf God in the void.

"All spiritual practitioners in the underworld are waiting for the orders of the Wolf God."

The moment the voice of the strange existence claiming to be the King of the Wheel fell, the ghosts on the street all bowed their heads at the same time and saluted Lu Heng in the sky.

"Waiting for the Wolf God's orders!"

The gloomy ghostly aura filled the air, and the King of Zhennan could not see how many ghosts had come into the city.

However, the deafening sound meant that there were definitely a lot of people!

——This group of strange beings of unknown origin actually obeyed the Wolf God's orders? Could they be the servants of the Wolf God of Hanyu Mountain?

The King of Zhennan was completely shocked at this moment.

In the sword formation, Nian Cangqing frowned, staring at the group of ghosts below and the figure of the woman in the sedan chair, and could hardly believe what he saw.

"Ghost cultivator of the Netherworld?!"

Nian Cangqing looked at Lu Heng in shock and said, "You actually control the Netherworld?"

The figure on the throne stood up suddenly and lost his composure for the first time.

"Qingzhou Dingzhu, you actually died once?!"

The tone of these two top beings was full of shock.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway. Their life spans are much longer than those of the younger generation like the King of Zhennan, so they have naturally experienced more things and known more secrets.

The King of Zhennan, who was surrounded by ghosts, was shocked, but he was intimidated by the strange scene of hundreds of ghosts walking at night and the ghostly aura, and he didn't know what this scene represented.

But Nian Cangqing and the figure on the throne knew clearly that the appearance of this group of ghostly ghost cultivators below represented a terrifying truth.

——The Netherworld, which has been desolate for countless years, has actually been successfully taken over? And even opened up a real way of ghost cultivation?

You know, in ancient times, there were countless powerful people who coveted the Netherworld Soul-Suppressing Seal, but they all returned empty-handed. In the final analysis, the conditions for holding the Soul-Suppressing Seal in the Netherworld were too harsh.

To control the Netherworld and control the Netherworld Seal, one must be a [dead] person.

This [death] must be a death after the will has dissipated and the soul has perished. Only by truly dying can one control the netherworld.

But if one truly [dies], even the soul dissipates, how can one control the netherworld?

In order to achieve this harsh condition, many ancient powers have tried countless methods. What about abandoning the body, dissolving the soul, living a second life, living towards death... Every method tried by the ancient powers, once spread out, is enough to shock the world.

But everyone failed, no one succeeded.

In the end, this netherworld soul-suppressing seal was abandoned in the wilderness, and no one paid any attention to it. People tacitly regarded it as a sacred object that could not be controlled.

Even the emperor thought that this object was a waste and it was impossible for anyone to control it.

But Lu Heng in front of him actually controlled the netherworld? !

The Yuzhou Ding master on the throne murmured, "No wonder your Qingzhou Ding is full of life essence and almost never used. It turns out that you no longer need it."

"The dead have their own way of ghost cultivation, and there is no need to follow the path of the living..."

The Yuzhou Ding master murmured to himself, while Nian Cangqing stared at Lu Heng with sharp eyes.

Said: "He who controls the netherworld, holds the soul seal, carries the nine tripods, casts the divine thunder, turns into the earthly punishment, and can survive after visiting the ancient gods' tombs... Where did this thing of yours come from? What is your purpose? There is no way such a weird thing as you can appear in the Tianhuang Realm!"

The vigilant questioning of the two supreme beings changed the atmosphere in the city instantly.

The corpses that were originally frantically besieging Ao Tianxing all stopped, and the three-headed evil demon holding the sword formation diagram to form an ancient sword formation took the opportunity to stop, and the sword was drawn but not released, only trapping Nian Cangqing.

The King of Zhennan, who was among the ghosts, felt even more horrified and cold. He felt that he was extremely unlucky and shouldn't have entered this ancient city to show off his power. The situation in front of him was obviously not something that a small character like him could handle.

Even Ao Tianxing, who was always carefree, now looked at the ghosts at the gate in the distance with fear, rubbing the goose bumps on his arms from time to time, as if he was really scared by the ghosts.

After hearing Nian Cangqing's series of accusations, the figure on the throne was even more confused.

It looked at Lu Heng under the Qingzhou Ding in disbelief, almost suspecting that it had heard it wrong.

"God's Falling Thunder? Earthly Punishment? Going to the Ancient God's Tomb and Not Dead? Are you serious?"

It looked at Nian Cangqing suspiciously, thinking that Nian Cangqing was bluffing to scare it.

But after seeing Nian Cangqing's solemn expression, it realized that all this was true.

So, the two top existences who had originally killed each other now all looked at Lu Heng, alert and vigilant.

"Tell me! Where are you from!" Nian Cangqing shouted angrily.

Under the Qingzhou Ding, Lu Heng was a little confused.

The situation in front of him changed too quickly.

What about the agreement that everyone would team up to kill the BOSS? How come during the fight, teammates and the boss seem to be turning their attention to kill him...

Faced with Nian Cangqing's cold questioning, Lu Heng said helplessly: "I am Hanyushan Lu Heng, from Hanyushan... Isn't this something everyone in the world knows?"

"Also, Miss Nian, did you get the wrong enemy? The necrophile next to you who is holding the Yuzhou Ding and has collected tens of thousands of corpses is our enemy."

"How come during the fight, I became the villain?"

Lu Heng had a headache: "We are friendly forces!"