Great Qin Tyrant: Summon the Second General Hum Ha at the beginning

[Race]: Ghost race.

[Cultivation base]: Peak of Ghost Immortal (sealed)

[Weapon]: Underworld general suit (including armor, long spear, sword, etc., the level is Xianbing)

[Mount]: Nether Dragon Horse

[Supernatural Powers]: None

[Talent]: Transformation between virtual and real (can transform the physical body between nothingness and entity)

Qin Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he noticed that there was an extra talent on their attribute panel.

If he didn't guess wrong, this so-called reality conversion is the racial talent possessed by ghost soldiers.

After all, didn’t the ghosts in those movies in the previous life want you to see them so you could see them, and didn’t want you to see them so you couldn’t see them?

If you think about it this way, these ghost soldiers are definitely good at spying on intelligence and assassinating.

It may be because of Tongue Pulling Hell, the cultivation base of these ghost soldiers is only half immortal.

But there are more than 1000 people, who in the world can compete?

Before Qin Heng beheaded Wang Min and abolished Li Yuan's cultivation, he was still a little worried that it would cause turmoil in the world of Qin.

but now...

Qin Heng said that some materials are still missing in Tongue Pulling Hell.

He suddenly thought of Li Yuan in his hands. Rather than being imprisoned in his hands like this, it would be more refreshing to pull his soul out and send him to hell.

Let him feel the pain continuously in hell, and then watch the conscious clansmen being thrown into it continuously.

How painful is it if you want to die but can't die?

Thinking of this, Qin Heng gave a soft drink.

"Come on!"

The next moment, two guards walked into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

But when he suddenly saw the ghost soldier standing beside Qin Heng, he couldn't help being startled.

Before they could speak, Qin Heng's voice sounded.

"Go and bring Li Yuan here, I will be useful!"

"Here!"

The two frowned and looked at the ghost soldier standing still, and then slowly exited the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

not long time.

The two guards came back with Li Yuan who was completely banned.

Qin Heng waved his hand to make Su Wei retreat, and his eyes fell on the ghost soldier.

"Detain his soul and throw him into the tongue-pulling hell."

The ghost soldier looked at Qin Heng with scarlet eyes and nodded slightly.

Stepping up to Li Yuan's side, he stretched out his hand and gently tugged on his body.

A translucent soul came out of the body, and it was obvious who else it could be if it wasn't Li Yuan.

"you..."

Li Yuan hadn't had time to speak yet.

The ghost soldier stretched out his hand, and a dark space appeared in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Li Yuan's eyes widened in shock at the oncoming cold aura like a tide.

This kind of method that can cut through the space at will, he has never heard of it, let alone seen it.

Also, why do you always have a bad premonition when you look at this gloomy crack?

The ghost soldier lightly threw him inside, smoothed over the cracks with his hands, and turned his head to bow to Qin Heng.

On the other side, Li Yuan was thrown into Tongue Pulling Hell with a confused face.

Before he had time to get up, he was caught by a ghost pawn, who dragged him to a table half the height of a person and put it away.

Li Yuan suddenly found that he couldn't move his whole body, which was exactly the same as being imprisoned by heavenly soldiers.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of iron pliers reached into his mouth, clamped his tongue, and slowly pulled it out.

Pain strikes!

Li Yuan's eyes widened in horror, tears of pain came out.

But he could only watch helplessly as his tongue was pulled out inch by inch until it was finally pulled out by the roots.

The pain is slightly relieved.

Li Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, the ghost pawn picked up the pliers and stretched it towards his mouth.

It wasn't until this time that Li Yuan suddenly realized that his tongue had grown back at some point.

In the final analysis, Tongue Pulling Hell is a world that overlaps with the world of Yang, hidden in the void on weekdays, only Qin Heng and the ghost soldiers and ghost generals in it can open it.

Qin Heng gazed through the void, seeing this scene clearly, and nodded in satisfaction.

Tongue-pulling hell does satisfy him!

He turned his head and looked at the ghost general Mingming sitting in the center of Tongue Pulling Hell, his lips moved slightly.

The next moment, a voice full of majesty resounded from Tongue Pulling Hell.

"Ming Ming listens to the order!"

Mingming originally stood on a high platform in the center of Tongue Pulling Hell like a stone sculpture.

Hearing Qin Heng's voice, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"I order you to take your soldiers to Longyou, wipe out the entire Li family, and bring your soul back to Tongue Pulling Hell."

"Ming Ming complies!"

He lowered his head slightly and replied respectfully.

He didn't raise his head until Qin Heng's voice ceased to sound.

At this time, there was no one else in the center of Tongue Pulling Hell except him, and there were only pieces of black soil full of the breath of the underworld.

Looking around, it only makes people feel empty and lonely.

The bowl-sized spear in Ming Ming's hand slammed on the ground.

"All ghost soldiers gather!"

The sound spread far away.

Hoo hoo! ~

All of a sudden, there was a cloudy wind, and a series of cloudy winds gathered from all directions.

Then he showed his figure under the high platform, and it was a ghost soldier wearing black armor.

Gradually, the gathering speed of the cloudy wind became slower and slower until it completely returned to calm.

At this time, under the high platform, a crowd of ghost soldiers had already gathered in darkness.

Ming Ming stretched out his hand.

"Sorry"

A tall dragon horse that was burning with ghostly flames neighed, and suddenly appeared in shape and went straight to Mingming.

Mingming was not polite, he got on his horse straight away, and yelled.

"set off!"

The spear in his hand stabbed forward suddenly.

boom! ~

After a roar, the space in front of him collapsed, revealing a dark passage like a whirlpool.

Mingming looked at the passage without any hesitation, and rushed in with his people and Ma Guo turned into a cloud of evil wind.

The same is true for the ghost pawns behind them, turning into a series of dark winds in an orderly manner and throwing themselves into the dazzling vortex.

......

Outside the imperial capital.

A large piece of the moon was missing and struggled to shed a little bit of silvery white moonlight, illuminating the hazy space between the sky and the earth.

A dark vortex quietly emerged over the plain, and Dao Dao Sen's cold breath burst out of the vortex.

Sudden.

A slightly old voice sounded.

"Wang Dagou, why are you going so late?"

Below the vortex, a young man looked embarrassed and hurriedly put his hands behind his back.

"No, nothing!"

"I just feel a little hot, so I can't sleep and go out for a walk."

"Oh, really?"

With the sound of the sound, an honest-looking middle-aged man emerged from the grass and looked at him with a half-smile.

"What's in your hand, take it out and have a look!"

It is amazing that the two of them could clearly see the vortex above their heads when they raised their heads, but they completely ignored the existence of the vortex.

And what the two of them didn't know was that ghost soldiers were densely packed around them.

Mingming could see clearly that what the young man was holding was a bellyband.

.......

Chapter 75 Random Killing

"Knock on Widow Wang's door in the middle of the night, and take someone else's bellyband before leaving."

"I can see clearly from the outside, you still want to quibble?"

The middle-aged man speaks righteously with a righteous face.

Mingming didn't care about the bullshit between the two of them.

He spurred his war horse forward and let out a shout.

"set off!"

the sound fell,

The figure, together with the horse under him, turned into a gloomy wind and disappeared.

Almost at the same time, the figure of the ghost pawn behind him dissipated and disappeared in place.

A cold, gloomy gust of wind suddenly blew up on the flat ground.

The two who were arguing suddenly shuddered and stopped.

Mingming and his party turned into nothingness, and moved forward rapidly with gusts of wind.

But I didn't expect to hear a tragic voice from a small town below me as soon as I left the imperial capital.

"I, Qian Shoucai, am a soldier of the Great Qin Dynasty. I would rather die than surrender."

"That's right, I will follow my lord to the death, and I would rather die than surrender."

"Swear to live and die with the adults!!"

"Swear to live and die with adults!"

The roars resounded through the sky.