The Abi Pagoda, which is connected to the entire Abi Hell, wants to be completely broken open, unless King Mingling is willing to use the [Jiangshan Kantu Map] to force his way out.
But the price may be enough to cause irreparable damage to the map.
What if a treasure from the [Jiangshan Kanyu Map], which is not inferior in strength, was thrown to the east?
At that moment, King Minngling raised his head.
Qiu Ping, who was in Abi Hell, also raised his head.
"boom!"
Along with the sound of earth shattering, it seemed as if the whole world was falling apart.
The rapidly falling Huangquan Terrace and the Pagoda of the Buddha collided violently, and the violent collision sound almost destroyed the world.
A raging storm emerged from the entire hell, sweeping in all directions, and a large number of resentful ghosts turned into nothingness in the shock.
They are connected to the entire world, and they appear particularly vulnerable when the world is shaking.
"What the hell is that!"
The voice outside the pagoda was a little panicked. His pagoda was connected to the world, and it would be impossible to break it unless there were treasures of a higher level that could damage themselves.
But no, such a treasure is at least not at the level of [Jiangshan Kantu Map], and even a great god in the heaven would not be willing to waste it like that.
"Crack, click, click."
Broken sounds kept coming to his ears, and cracks that were difficult to heal appeared on the pagoda.
Once the pagoda is broken, the Minngling King will march straight in, and Abi Hell will no longer be able to stop him.
Unless...unless the person behind him is willing to do something!
He seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and immediately called for help.
But suddenly, rays of brilliant golden light emerged, turning into infinite Sanskrit words, trapping them in an instant, and turning them into powder in the blink of an eye.
The moment he lost consciousness, he had an idea in his mind.
Those bald donkeys are really quick to kill the donkeys by removing their legs from the grindstone.
There is no way, if he can successfully take away Abi Hell, the forces behind him will naturally fully help him resist the external crisis.
The posthumous request failed, so it was certainly not the right time to break up with Shinto at that time.
Although the nastiness there is hidden from many people's eyes, in many cases, as long as the fight is not completely open to the public, there is room for mediation.
With the death of that person, the pagoda could no longer withstand the terrifying power of Huangquan Terrace, and it shattered into countless pieces in the blink of an eye, falling apart in all directions.
The Huangquan Terrace continued to sink eastward, directly penetrating into the Abi Hell, and hit the giant incense pillar heavily.
The giant incense pillar, which had absorbed a lot of power from the pagoda, collapsed in an instant, and thick clouds of incense smoke spread in all directions, but the invisible power of the liquid was shrouded in it, swallowing it up in the blink of an eye.
King Mingling stood in the world of life and death, and when he showed the Kantu map in his legs, the soft divine power turned into a domineering force in an instant, and all the resentful ghosts that approached turned into nothingness.
Those remaining gods left Abi Hell one after another under the guidance of their divine power.
"After so much effort in scheming against him, wouldn't it be a loss if we don't get some interest back?" Although King Ming Ling seemed to have a meek personality, he implemented the "spiritual official" system in one fell swoop to select gods from poor families and common people. , in order to curb the power of the aristocratic family, how can he really have the character to swallow his anger?
Immediately, his [Jiangshan Kantu Map] unfolded throughout the Abi Hell. On the Nakan Map, countless mountains, rivers, cities, and creatures emerged, as if the entire Yang world was refining that hell.
If it weren't for normal circumstances, of course he wouldn't be able to do such a shocking move.
On the one hand, hell belongs to You Kuang. He is a creature in the Yang world and cannot cross the boundary. On the other hand, it is extremely difficult to refine it with his strength.
But no, if Mingfu Youkuang crossed the line first, and Abi Hell was hit hard by the Huangquan Platform, a loophole appeared.
Of course he wouldn't miss that opportunity.
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"Come alive!"
Those struggles involving the entire world are really far away from Qiu Ping and others.
But the eyes are full of life, they no longer think about anything, and their hearts are filled with ecstasy.
Qiu Ping turned over his belly weakly and lay on the ground.
The injury on his back looked extremely horrific, almost tearing off his spine. The terrifying corrosive power contained within was continuing to spread. If he hadn't used heavenly fish food to contain it, he would probably be dead now.
The other gods looked miserable than him.
The old tortoise from Chenjiaping had half of his shell broken, revealing his body covered in blood. I don't know if he would survive because of his age.
The head of the Onmyoji Division had an arm torn off. He himself became a god as a dead soul. The arm was not only his organ, but also his origin. He didn’t know how long it would take to repair it.
And more gods would have died due to the attack of the resentful ghosts.
There were originally twenty gods in Changning County, but now there are only seven left, and even the shrimp patrolman died among them.
As for the ordinary Yin soldiers and shrimp soldiers and crab generals, the casualties were even more heavy. Their total number was less than 300, a loss of two-thirds.
That was the most cruel incident that Qiu Ping had experienced since time travel.
Behind the tranquility of that world, there are countless crises that could cost me my life at any time.
"The city god must have asked us for an explanation that time! Didn't he say that he could survive the mission safely? Didn't he say that it would be fine if he had legs? Why are you so good at death?" Among the gods, he is the only one who is very energetic. It's the shrew.
Its life-preserving ability is truly unparalleled. So many resentful ghosts have not been able to harm a single hair on his body, and he is now very much alive and kicking.
"The City God will definitely compensate everyone for this, please be patient." After leaving hell, the head of the Yin and Yang Division changed his body, from a ghost official to a judge wearing a dark blue robe.
Half of his grimace was gloomy. The level involved in this matter was too high. Even if they wanted to regain the situation, they didn't have the strength.
"Big man, am I okay? There is a spiritual orchard in his mountain. I will go to his mountain to eat the fruit. I will keep you alive the next day." The shrew jumped onto Qiu Ping's belly and asked with concern.
road.
Finally, one of those gods was willing to flatter him, Lord Shrew, and he didn't want to die just because he was wrong.
"If I don't leave his belly, he will not be well." Qiu Pingping was expressionless and turned over with great effort. He now felt very tired and his body was extremely heavy. It seemed that the injury on his back was worsening rapidly.
The shrew slithered from Qiu Ping's belly to his head.
He seemed to have noticed that something was not right about Qiu Ping's situation, so he did not shut up and scratched his head, as if thinking about how to help Qiu Ping recover from his injuries.
But his mountain god was too wet, and he didn't do anything serious except picking fruits during the weekdays.