Chapter 497 (1/2)

In yaxia Town, at a private house not far from the inn, there was a sudden explosion that the gate was smashed. The next breath, the Youyi army, who was in charge of guarding the surrounding area, instantly appeared with ten horses, armed with large Rune guns, and surrounded the huge house.

Jiang Tu, the deputy commander of the Japanese army, and Xin Hao, a young Confucian scholar, stepped into the house along the opened gate. There was no one in the house, and the furniture and some daily necessities were neatly arranged, even spotless.

”It's not right. It's impersonal. It's like fiddling with it.”

Jiang Tu's cold voice came from his mouth, and then his body tilted forward slightly. The bloody evil spirit was burning from the armor, like a dazzling flame in the dark, which was the fighting posture of the Japanese army.

The rolling evil spirit forced the cold fog in all directions again. Jiang Tu and Xin Hao continued to move forward. Suddenly, Xin Hao, who was originally from the Confucian school, frowned tightly and became very dignified. Then he raised his hands to print a shadow of a milky white book, which was suspended in front of the young Confucian students. Then, waves of noble righteousness spread from the book.

The next breath, the whole house suddenly changed. Under the erosion of Haoran's righteous Qi, countless dark Qi were forced out of the void, turned into fierce ghosts, and kept roaring and roaring, and rushed like a prey.

Seeing this, Jiang Tu's face changed wildly. He turned his body and turned into a bloody thunderbolt. At the same time, he let out a roar:

”no good, the Ming Zong's dark Qi, all help the inn!”

The roar did not fall, and the blood thunder just beat to the middle of the road. Between the whole heaven and the earth, in the depths of all people's souls, there was a ferocious and terrible ghost's roar, as if in the deepest part of hell, suffering the most cruel torture in the world, with full pain and hatred.

All the ordinary townspeople in yaxia town were stunned by the roar. Jiang Tu and Xin Hao's fast moving figures stopped and shook their stinging heads. Then they suddenly raised their heads and looked up with bloodshot eyes.

The sky filled with cold fog seems to be stirred by a big hand and rolling wildly. At the next moment, a gray and Black Ghost comes out of the cold fog, roars and wanders back and forth, forming a big array to cover the sky and the sun, covering the whole town of yaxia in all kinds of ghost songs.

”It's you, Bai Mingxiu

A strong voice of vicissitudes suddenly sounded between heaven and earth. Then, a figure with white hair and white hair and flying robes appeared in the sky of the only Inn in yaxia town. At the same time, around the whole Inn, the four armies of Youji, holding the sun, and the third sign of Shenwei had already stood in line, and the four armies were ready to kill, and the sharp edge rolled up into the sky.

Li Chunfeng's voice dropped, and there was no reply from Bai Mingxiu in the whole nether sky covering array. For some reason, the great elder of mingzong, who changed his temperament and took the initiative to attack and charge, knew that under the supervision of such a complete intelligence system and the map of the mountain and sea, the first artifact of the human race, even the great array from the nether world boat had concealed the sky The power of the sea will also be found in the capital in a very short time.

Under the countless ghosts cruising in the sky, a dilapidated ship suddenly burst out of the rolling cold fog. The whole body of the ship is painted black. The main structure of the ship, such as sails and decks, is full of holes. Compared with before, after the first battle of encircling Zhenyu Marquis, this mythical ship from the giant god sea became more and more dilapidated and had more scars.

On the bow of the ship of the nether world, there are some rickety figures sitting there. The black robe on the body is also dilapidated. On both legs, there is a full body of muddy yellow harp. In each string of the piano, there is the water of the nether world flowing in the depths of the nine hell.

Bai Mingxiu stretched out his withered right hand and pushed the yellow spring lute out. With the sound of the piano from the sky, the dark ship suspended in the sky suddenly turned from stillness and rushed down to the heavily guarded Inn below.