The night is getting darker and darker, and the lights in the city are gradually obscured by darkness. People on the streets, in the rooms, and in the holy city fall one by one, and they all fall asleep...

In the blink of an eye, except for the Rotunda of the Holy See in the center of the city, not one of the tens of millions of people in the entire city was awake. They were all immersed in the thick night and fell unconscious.

The night... was eerily silent.

The entire holy city was swallowed up by the rich darkness, as if the whole city had disappeared on this land. It was a darkness that even the holy light of Tianmen could not penetrate.

…

Several saintly bishops looked out of the rotunda in horror. The outside world was filled with darkness that could not be penetrated at a glance. It was as if the rotunda had been separated from the entire world. Like a lonely boat in the deep sea, it would be shattered by the surging darkness at any time. generally.

Nian Chu's scalp was numb: "Your Holiness? This..."

But Yan Lu raised his hand with a solemn expression, and in the endless darkness, there was a clear sound of footsteps.

Getting closer…

Gradually, two scarlet lights lit up in the darkness, looking directly into Yan Lu's eyes like the king of the night.

I saw two figures stepping out of the darkness.

The man in charge was wearing black clothes with magic patterns embroidered on them. He had a stooped figure and was holding a pitch-black magic bone crutch. He walked towards the rotunda with his hands behind his back.

He is too old, with a haggard face, few gray hairs left, his skin is shriveled and wrinkled, his face is covered with age spots, and he has less than ten teeth.

He was shaky when he walked, his whole body was wrapped in the air of twilight, and his old eyes were extremely cloudy, with the ability to see through the vicissitudes of the world.

There was a kind smile on his face, and he was smiling.

If you saw this old man from somewhere else, you would think he was a lost old man from someone else.

But Yan Lu knew that this octogenarian was the master of the night.

"Night King...Hundred Ge!"

Behind Bai Ge was a woman wearing a blue gauze skirt. She was tall and well-proportioned, exuding endless charm in her every move.

Her black hair was randomly tied up, her snow-white skin was covered with magic lines, and the tails of nine black magic foxes were swaying behind her.

And her face is wearing half a fox-face mask, only revealing a seductive little mouth, which arouses endless reverie...

His name is Qingjiu, and his level is...half-step to the realm of authority!

I saw Bai Ge staggering to the door of the Rotunda of the Holy See. The moment he stepped into the Rotunda, endless darkness rushed out from behind him, flooding the entire Rotunda like a huge wave.

Suddenly, everything ceased to exist, only endless darkness remained.

The saint-clothed bishops looked ugly. Qingjiu stepped forward and pulled out the chair, and Baige sat on it. He leaned on the devil bone crutch and looked at Yan Lu with squinting eyes and a smile.

"I haven't shown my face for many years. I didn't expect...that anyone would recognize me?"

Yan Lu said coldly: "The Lord of the Hundred Ghosts of Yama, the Night King...Baige, single-handedly founded the Hundred Ghosts of Yama, and recruited all kinds of devil-contractors to join, and the organization has existed in the Great Xia for more than 150 years!"

"How could I not recognize you? I recognize you even if you turn into ashes."

No matter how stable Yan Lu's mood is, he can't help but feel angry at this moment.

Do you, one or two, think that the rotunda of my holy city is a vegetable market? Come and leave when you want?

Just sent one wave away, and another wave comes?

How much power does this bring?

Baige said calmly: "As long as you recognize me, you know why I'm here..."

"Is it for Ren Jie again?"

"It seems...a friend came over just now, hey."

Blue veins popped up on Yan Lu's forehead: "Ren Jie... seems to have nothing to do with you Baigui Yama, right? I didn't hear when Ren Jie joined Baigui Yama!"

Daxia official is the second best. If the Tianmen Church really has its own mortal enemy, it is undoubtedly the Hundred Ghosts Yama, all composed of devils...

But Baigui Yama has been hiding in the world for who knows how many years, and there has been no sign of activity. Now he actually jumped out for Ren Jie?

And also

.

Did Bai Ge come here in person?

What is so charming about this guy? How many people came to protect him in one night?

Bai Ge smiled and said, "Oh? How come it doesn't matter? All the Demon Contractors in Daxia who have not betrayed the human race are my Bai Ge's children..."

"I also have the obligation to hold an umbrella for them. I like this little devil Ren Jie very much, and I don't want him to be destroyed in the hands of you lackeys of the gods..."

Blade Heart glared: "What are you talking about, you old man? You..."

Before he finished speaking, Blade Heart disappeared into the darkness in an instant, and was dragged into the night by the darkness, without any movement...

Yan Lu sneered: "Let me tell you a secret to live longer, that is to mind your own business!"

"It's not your turn to point fingers at the actions of the Tianmen Church!"

"If you meddle too much, you will die faster. A stinky rat who can only hide in a sewer without seeing the light of day has any right to care about me?"

Bai Ge was not angry either, but smiled and said:

"Then what if...old man, I have to take care of this matter?"

Yan Lu said coldly: "Do you want to start another war between gods and demons? Then be prepared for the annihilation of the entire army!"

"If you could win, you would have won last time, and Baigui Yama wouldn't have gotten to where he is today!"

"How many of your Hundred Ghosts are left now? The Night King Hundred Ghosts, who once dominated the world and commanded the demons and the Hundred Ghosts to walk at night, is now just an old man with half of his body buried in the earth!"

"Can you still fight?"

Qingjiu clenched her teeth tightly, and the demonic energy steamed around her body:

"You death stick, please keep your mouth clean. When the Night King became famous, your father was not even born yet!"

Baige said calmly:

"Can we fight? You can ask your master. The Tianmen Church has indeed grown a lot in your hands, but... young people are still a little more impetuous after all..."

"Perhaps I really don't have much time left, but before I die, if the Tianmen Church dares to touch Ren Jie, I will definitely use the Holy City as my burial place!"

"Let the entire Tianmen Church be buried with me!"

As he spoke, Baige's eyes turned completely cold, and in the endless darkness, red lights lit up, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand...

Those are the eyes of a pair of night ghosts. Each night ghost is extremely large in size and has a weird shape. It gradually outlines its outline in the darkness, exuding a powerful and terrifying aura.

They are synonymous with fear, the night that can swallow everything, and the most intuitive fear in people's hearts.

The deep night represents the unknown and endless, which is always scary.

At this moment, these night ghosts standing in the darkness were all staring at Yan Lu and others, as if they would rush up and tear them apart as long as Bai Ge gave an order.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Yan Lu's forehead.

Even though they are old, they can still fight!

I saw Baige sitting under the endless demonic shadow, smiling and saying:

"Attention... what I mean is that as long as the old man and I are still alive, nothing can happen to Ren Jie, no matter whether it is at the hands of your Tianmen Church or not!"

"I will drag the entire Tianmen Church to hell. He will die! You will die! If he lives, you will live!"

"So...you'd better pray that Ren Jie lives well every day before I die!"

Yan Lu's face turned completely ugly...
Chapter completed!