An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

Chapter 633 He is really, I am crying to death.

"Did you change the route to the underworld?"

"Well, the trick of boiling frogs in warm water has been played for so many years, it is time to put some pressure on those mice who hide their heads and show their tails!"

In the Palace of the Emperor of Fengdu, a crowned being chuckled, then lowered his head and continued to write and draw on the memorial in front of him.

Compared with the sit-ups of a few people in the underworld, the shock brought by the scorching sun from the sky was a great shock and fear to the Yin gods of the underworld, the living souls, and the existences hidden in the darkness in the depths of the underworld.

This is the brightest day in the underworld.

The gloomy sky was forcibly torn apart from the outside to the inside by a pair of huge hands, and a magnificent figure covered with a layer of fiery and hot sun shell forcibly poked his head into the underworld.

Flame, burning.

Wherever you look, there are traces of burning fire everywhere.

The darkness that lasted for countless years was broken, and the cold fog that permeated the underworld was sizzling with the sudden high temperature.

The fog was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the hazy underworld showed its true appearance for the first time.

The ancient city wall was stained with mottled blood, and the already decayed bones were randomly piled up at the corners of the city wall, and various poisonous insects were running through it.

The skinny evil spirit wailed in the scorching sun, and the thin body that was forcibly supported by a layer of old mud became ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye like a piece of dry wood.

"Boom!"

The sudden burst of a spark quickly ignited it into a torch, and the pain deep in the soul made it crawl on the ground uncontrollably.

The toilet ghost hiding in the stinking swamp was sealed underground by the dried-up quagmire before it could escape. The rapidly rising temperature made its yellow-green body gradually turn red, and a smell of stench and fragrance quickly spread in the scorching air.

Dao Lao, Da Tou, Diao Xie, Gao Huang Bai Wei Tu Lu, those who were recorded in the book, and those who were not recorded could be seen outside the walls of the underworld after the fog cleared.

But the ghosts that mortals in the world were afraid to avoid, now fled around in panic like pigs and sheep about to be cooked and killed, but the soul bodies that used to pass through walls and hide underground and were invincible now seemed like the mortals they tortured at the beginning.

No, even worse than mortals.

At least when facing mortals, the weirds rarely kill directly. In most cases, they prefer to torture, seduce, and play with people's hearts little by little until the other party falls. After the collapse, they open their mouths and taste the sweet taste of the flesh and soul of fear.

But at this moment, the offensive and defensive forces are replaced. The figure in the sky that is like the scorching sun has no intention of playing games with them. The manic high temperature ignites their bodies in the blink of an eye, turning them into ashes under the raging fire and drifting in the dark sky with the steaming fog.

And the distance is a little farther.

The cats and dogs wandering in the fog, which have no or lost their human form, have become mobile fire sources. As they run around, they bring the blazing fire to a more distant place.

The world is gradually distorted in the manic sea of ​​fire.

However, from the beginning to the end, the blazing flames did not harm the underworld, or even the endless walls of the underworld. Only the high temperature brought by the scorching sun made the souls in the underworld feel the pain of burning and panic.

But it didn't take long before these wandering souls were driven back to the nearby houses by the Yin gods and blocked.

Although the Yin house is essentially a flammable material made by the paper mill in the world, it has the same essence as the human world after being transformed by the rules in the underworld. In other words, the Yin house in the underworld is also made of the earth and wood structure of the underworld. Although it is also afraid of the scorching sun, it can at least provide these souls with a shelter.

And soon after, a continuous fog spread out from Fengdu and the Five Directions Guimen, quickly covering the underworld under the sun. Although the sizzling sound of water and fire colliding in the sky above is still playing, at least the souls living in the underworld do not need to worry about the risk of souls flying away before the fog dissipates again.

Thousands of Yin Gods rushed out from various government offices and rushed to the five gates of the Ghost Gate without looking back to take the souls wandering and fleeing outside the gates into the underworld for refuge.

Although the original intention of that person was not to kill them, and the fire spreading on the earth was just the ordinary fire aroused by the scorching sun, and did not carry the terrifying fire essence of that person as rumored, but for these newly dead souls, even a strong wind in the mortal world could blow their souls unstable, not to mention the flames that already had some meaning of exorcism.

What's more, before the Yin and Gui souls practiced to the point of Yin and Yang and became the Ghost King, they were afraid of the scorching sun. Even if that person protected them under the sun, they would only end up with their souls scattered after a long time.

At this moment, the Yin Gods could not care about distinguishing the past of these souls, good or evil.

In order to ensure that most souls can pass through the subsequent process smoothly, they can only catch any souls they see and take any ghosts they see, striving to preserve as many innocent souls as possible within the safe time limit given by the person.

At the same time, the Yellow Spring Road was also broken in the middle, and the souls and ghosts wandering on the road could not pass through the underworld normally in a short period of time.

Of course, there is more than one passage to the underworld, but the only regular passage to the underworld is the Huangquan Road. If you want to take this opportunity to sneak into the underworld through other channels, you will be set on fire and become a handful of ashes in this event. You can't blame others.

"Fortunately, the King of Hell still remembers his identity and set the underworld on fire. Fortunately, the emperors still remember us, otherwise, although the fire can't burn us, we will be patrolled by the scorching sun and you and me will be skinned alive!"

In the white fog, accompanied by a burst of bouncing footsteps passing by, Bai Wuchang, wearing a white shroud and a tall hat, fiddled with his long tongue hanging on his chest and said in shock.

"You have to call yourself Emperor, or Emperor You. We brothers can't call you Lord Yan!"

The burly Black Impermanence next to him replied in a muffled voice. He looked up at the sunlight on the sky that could not be covered by the fog. He looked at the hazy figure standing in the dazzling light and thought silently in his heart, who was so blind that he offended this person and made him so angry.

You know, although the number of lonely souls, strange and evil things in the underworld is countless times more than that in the human world, to put it bluntly, the majority of souls in the land of reincarnation are normal.

At least in the vicinity of the underworld, there are definitely more normal souls, and the ratio of humans to various birds and beasts can almost reach 80:2.

And this is because weak creatures like mice, fish, birds, flowers, plants and trees, if they have no injustice or evil deeds, generally go straight to reincarnation.

Being able to force the most benevolent emperor of the human race among the gods of heaven and hell into this state is indeed a rare big melon in the long career of Hei Wuchang.

Ahem, watching the fun has always been a traditional virtue of Jiuzhou, and even the Black and White Wuchang, who are the ten great Yin generals, are no exception.

While the underworld was in chaos, in the depths of the netherworld, many eyes were also staring at the burning sky above their heads:

The culprit who has caused Jiuzhou to panic and the monsters to jump in the past hundred years has broken half of his body out of the earth veins.

His figure is as majestic and huge as Buzhou in mythology.

The battle axe that was almost soaked in blood exudes a fascinating power, and the pungent death harasses every being that casts a gaze.

And just as they stared at the sun, the sun also cast a gaze at them.

The waves in the blood-red eyes were gathering excitedly, and the cruel and bloodthirsty eyes at the corners of the mouth were frightening. Moreover, the two long snakes beside the ears opened their bloody mouths according to the will of the master, and a scorching flame dragon fell directly from top to bottom in a corner of the netherworld.

That was a horror completely different from the sea of ​​fire burning in the netherworld.

In the roar of the explosion, the mountains were razed to the ground, and the thick evil spirit was instantly evaporated by the raging fire. The existence in the mountains did not even have time to make a painful howl before their souls flew away.

The once self-respecting identity and the wildness of occupying the mountain as the king were all blown away by the wind under these two red dragons.

It was not that no one was dissatisfied with the other party's arrogant style of behavior and the contempt for them as pigs and dogs.

But the concept that the first bird to stick out gets shot, and the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind has been deeply engraved in the memory of every creature in Jiuzhou. Moreover, the node where the other party descended happened to be outside the Dangzhong Mountain. The two Western Weird Emperors alone were enough to make many beings in the underworld wary.

Moreover, there are not only nine Five-Directions Weird Emperors in the underworld, but also Luofeng Liutian, Fengdu Emperor, and Taishan Mansion Lord, all of which are more important than each other.

There is even Hou Tu Emperor who stays indoors all year round, but directly raises the Six Paths of Reincarnation to bombard the outside world because a naughty child is trapped outside.

From the perspective of Jiuzhou, this kind of behavior of protecting the calf is certainly encouraging; but if you are the one who is beaten, there is no need to say more about the bad mood.

After all, Hou Tu is not a generous person. If a few words really provoke this person to come out again, it will be much more frightening than a naughty child.

"You are so cowardly, it really embarrasses Jiuzhou. Have you all gone to the Song Dynasty for further studies?"

Above the sky, Zhang Ke, who had just pulled his legs out of the narrow earth vein, said dissatisfiedly.

Hearing the declaration that resounded like thunder in the sky, the creatures in the underworld showed almost polarized performance.

Ordinary demons and monsters could not understand Zhang Ke's connotation, and even words like cowardly and Jiuzhou could not understand their superficial meaning.

There is no way. Jiuzhou's cultural popularization still has omissions even in later generations. When facing the souls of various planes in Pan Jiuzhou, a large number of civilians do not know anything after leaving the village, let alone these rare words.

And the souls of people are so ignorant, not to mention that there are more souls of animals and plants in the underworld, as well as monsters who are overwhelmed by anger, resentment, and evil spirits.

Only the souls of the Song Dynasty and the human race after the Song Dynasty felt something.

The souls of the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties looked at themselves in the same room, and raised their heads inexplicably as if they were praised.

Not long after, a burly soul in tight clothes and shorts rubbed against the door of the Yin house and said cautiously: "Sir, Sir, I really can't stand these sour people. Can you help me change the room?"

"Go back and stay here!"

Outside the door, the gatekeeper Yin Cha gave a cold screech, and the man immediately got back to his seat with a grinning "Hey."

However, this shameless behavior should have been ridiculed, but for the first time no one noticed. As the man walked away like a joke, nearly a hundred souls in the hell house silently turned their heads to the only two proud souls from the Song Dynasty. There were looks ranging from sneers, disdain, to conformity and thoughtfulness, and the exaggerated number of the other party also made the two old spies feel a little confused.

What happened to my Da Song?

Have you ever seen such a dynasty that does not compete with the people for profit and that everyone is equal?

A bunch of country bumpkins, cheap and treacherous, not as knowledgeable as you.

The arrogant Song Chao Laogui silently retreated to the corner of the room.

Compared with the trivial commotion in some hell houses in the underworld, the real target of Zhang Ke's verbal attack turned red and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

Although he didn't directly curse, his words were more hurtful than any direct insult.

Anyone who has some strength and is not banned by the underworld can know the development process of all parties in Kyushu, and the style of the Song Dynasty, who called each other brothers and sisters, regardless of winning or losing, was even more impressive.

how to say.

Throughout the long history of Kyushu, even during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, when the Central Plains was lost and the world was in ruins, there were still people with lofty ideals who rose up. The King of Wu Mao who was widely sought after in later generations was one. During the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, , Qianliang, Xiliang, and Beiliang were all dynasties of Kyushu blood.

Although the world was in chaos during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, at least most of Kyushu's areas were in the hands of Kyushu. Although there was not the arrogance of the Three Kingdoms to borrow some troops from the surrounding barbarians when there was nothing wrong, at least there was no need to pay compensation.

And the only one who can be compared with the Song Dynasty is the big braid of my own national conditions.

The former is a brother-in-law and will pay compensation for winning or losing, while the latter has a Chinese proverb, claiming that those who openly invade the Qing Dynasty will be compensated no matter how far away they are.

According to later records, the Great Purge wiped out a few of the Indians and Kunlun slaves who were also bullied, and caused losses almost all over the world.

These two are the kind who are nailed to the pillar of shame and cannot be washed away no matter how hard they are washed.

And using Da Song as an example, no matter how good-tempered the God is, he can't help but be insulted like this.

In just an instant, a piercing scream came from the depths of the netherworld!

Along with that particularly penetrating voice, there was also a dark cloud covering the sky.

It was an insect cloud completely composed of all kinds of poisonous insects. The species that originally belonged to the human world became even weirder and evil after being infiltrated by the netherworld. The scarlet eyes full of violent emotions stared straight at the sky like a pillar in front of them. Ordinary flesh and blood.

Various poisonous saliva dripped down, and as the cloud of insects flew by, the rain-soaked ground below made a sizzling sound that only sounded like it was burning.

The charred earth turned purple-green at a speed visible to the naked eye. A large amount of foam and liquid seemed to appear out of thin air and mixed into the soil, turning the dry soil into a muddy and rotten swamp.

Then, this massive insect cloud rushed in front of Zhang Ke and collided with the aura outside his body that looked like a scorching sun.

Then the chirping of thousands of insects was revealed in the scorching sound, just like the prelude to an exciting piece of music.

"How dare you, the bold traitor and traitor, to openly attack the important ministers of Heaven?"

"How can all the demons allow such evil creatures to live with you day and night? I'm afraid they are all the same."

Above the sky, Zhang Ke said with a smile.

All the weird gods:

Do you want to see what you are talking about?

If you don't beat me, you will point your nose at me and scold me; I will beat you twice and then I will throw the definition of anti-thief at you; how capable you are.

Regardless of the complaints and dissatisfaction of the ghost gods, Zhang Ke had already taken action before the words were spoken.

The cries of the Golden Crow became louder and louder, and the dazzling sunlight splashed in all directions, almost completely covering Zhang Ke's entire body in the sun. At the same time, a transparent and invisible wave of hot air suddenly detonated in the sky.

The next moment, flames that were far more powerful than the sun before were burning blazingly in every corner of the Netherworld.

All beasts were galloping, strange monsters were escaping, and the unknown beings hiding in the depths of the netherworld suddenly felt a pain in their hearts.

It felt like I had eaten too much chili pepper, and my whole chest seemed to be burning. I subconsciously opened my mouth to spit out the foreign matter in my throat, but as soon as I opened my mouth, a beam of fire erupted from my throat.

The fires soaring into the sky illuminated the earth even brighter, but the mouth as a container could not withstand the extreme heat. The flesh and blood were cooking, and the strange god was maturing on its own.

The clever God tried to escape the disaster by jumping into the Wangchuan River.

But the next moment, rounds of red sunsets falling from the sky set in the Wangchuan River. The sudden boiling of the river water made countless monsters in the river wail and cry. At the same time, those beings who had just fallen into the water were directly burned off. layer of skin.

"It's too much!"

There was a low-pitched scolding from the evil god.

But to no avail.

The fall of four scorching suns quickly scorched the entire underworld under the rising high-temperature mist with the Forgotten River as its path, and the sun split into five in the sky made the God of Deception even more desperate.

The sky and the earth were hit like a dragnet, making it impossible for them to withstand the rapidly rising high temperature around them even with the help of their own magic power.

After a while, the pillar of fire reaching the sky turned into burning torches.

It briefly illuminated the ground in the mottled darkness, and then quickly disappeared with the fire like a sand tower in the sea.

There were no bodies, no relics, and even a handful of complete ashes could not be found, which perfectly prevented the trouble that might be caused by the subsequent piles of bodies.