A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Liangzhou.

It was originally the place chosen by the witch clan for reproduction.

Apart from the massacre of foreigners, not much damage was caused.

At this time, the people gathered in Lingshan became the last indigenous people.

After escaping death, what followed was endless sorrow.

Jiang Yu was helpless.

All they could do was plant some fruit trees to satisfy their hunger.

Chi Qi and his party arrived two days later.

Although he had understood the general situation from the communication jade talisman, he was still shocked by the scenes before him.

Although Liangzhou is not rich, it has nearly a hundred ethnic groups.

Looking around, no matter whether it was the human race or the demon race, all their residences were razed to the ground.

White bones eaten by wild beasts can be seen everywhere.

When they arrived at Lingshan, they saw the terrifying giant pit left by the formation.

"Yu'er!"

Nüba flew down without waiting for the bow to hit the ground.

He rushed to Jiang Yu, took his hand and looked him up and down, fearing that some parts were missing.

Jiang Yu finally found his backbone. He laughed and said, "Don't worry, mother. We are not hurt."

Chi Qi also landed with everyone else.

He still couldn't believe what he saw along the way: "The things in Liangzhou were all done by the Wu Clan?"

"Ok!"

Jiang Yu looked at the bottomless pit left by the formation: "That was created by the immortal cultivators. Many witches died. Jiufeng went to Yanzhou to seek revenge. Shall we follow him?"

Chi Qi still wanted to return to his roots and finally fulfill this wish.

But unexpectedly, he patted Jiang Yu on the shoulder and said, "Don't be busy. Your mother has been feeling unwell these past two days. Take a rest first."

Jiang Yu was startled and looked at Nüba immediately: "Mother, are you sick?"

He didn't sense anything unusual about Nüba, and was afraid that she would be entangled by something like the beast again.

Nüba shook her head slightly and smiled with relief: "I have been feeling uneasy these past two days. I thought something happened to you. Now that everyone is safe and sound, it must be just an illusion."

Han Xinshuang looked around for a long time, but didn't see Duobao Taoist. She also came forward and asked with a smile: "Where is my master?"

Nüba showed a loving look and took Han Xinshuang's arm. "He was afraid that he couldn't protect you alone if a conflict broke out, so he went to call for help. Xinshuang, your master is good. You should be nicer to him in the future!"

Han Xinshuang stuck out her tongue: "Yes!"

After some greetings, a few more tents were added to the Xuanjia Camp.

Different from the sad atmosphere of Lingshan, Xuanjia Camp is a scene of joy and happiness.

The luxurious lineup here does give us the capital to indulge ourselves.

Chi Qi and Nüba are the strongest, Han Baoer is the demon saint. There are seven peak demon kings in the team. There is also Duobao Taoist who is about to arrive. In addition, there is the Black Armor Camp and the black tortoise and fire dragon who fight after eating.

Enough to attract the attention of any force.

Jiang Yu has not yet included himself and his two wives.

Unknowingly, they have become a powerful force.

Everyone was chatting quietly around the campfire when Jiang Yu suddenly became dazed.

The spirit instantly left the body and traveled through the colorful light bands.

This feeling was familiar, but he didn't initiate it.

"What the hell? How did I end up in the Six Paths..."

As soon as he regained consciousness, he was stunned by the scene before him.

The spacious road of reincarnation was packed with people.

A large number of creatures gathered from the path.

Monsters, humans, gods, witches, beasts...

All races squeezed together wherever they could find space, and were piled up.

The layers upon layers make it difficult to move forward.

Many souls were squeezed into the Forgotten River, floating up and down with the rushing water.

The black-sailed boats shuttled back and forth, constantly salvaging the souls that fell into the water.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop pushing! You're stepping on my feet!"

Jiang Yu saw this crowded scene and guessed that it was Meng Po who was calling him.

But the road ahead was so blocked that he couldn't move at all.

Just as I was thinking about stepping over the soul's head, I suddenly felt a suction force coming from the front.

Jiang Yu soared into the air and flew straight towards the hexagonal pavilion.

From a distance, I could hear an angry voice: "Everyone, line up! Anyone who pushes again will be thrown into the animal realm!"

Unfortunately, souls are all confused.

He doesn't listen to instructions at all.

The spacious Mengpo soup was filled with souls, like a big pot of sticky rice porridge.

But there are still a large number of souls jumping in at the entrance.

Dachun and Abang used long-handled weapons to maintain order, but their effectiveness was minimal.

As soon as Meng Po saw Jiang Yu, she immediately yelled, "Boy, come and help. Push back the soul that exposed Meng Po soup. If it is reincarnated with memories, it will cause chaos in the world."

Jiang Yu looked at the boiling water and his scalp went numb.

Let him press his soul into Meng Po soup?

Are you kidding me?

What if he slips and falls in? Isn't he retrained?

Hesitantly asked, "Why did so many people die?"

Meng Po glared at Jiang Yu in the midst of her busy schedule: "I was just about to ask you. What happened?"

Every time Jiang Yu turned into a spirit, his thinking was half a beat slower than usual. Upon hearing this, he slapped his thigh and said, "The Realm War! It must be the impact of the Realm War!"

In fact, it is not just a realm war.

The massacre of native races by the Wu clan also caused immeasurable deaths.

The God King personally led his army to the lower world, and the rebels took the opportunity to launch a purge.

The two worlds are in complete chaos.

"You're just bored!" Meng Po complained, pointing her finger at a ghost that had half of its body sticking out: "Push him back quickly."

Jiang Yu would never play the hero when he should be a coward. His face was full of embarrassment: "I... I can't..."

Meng Po stretched out her hand and pressed the soul back into Meng Po soup. She glared at Jiang Yu in dissatisfaction: "How can a man say he is not good enough?"

Jiang Yu rolled his eyes secretly.

Is this sentence used here?

But he never backs down when he should. He keeps smiling. "I am just a boy in front of you. Did grandma call me here just to put pressure on people?"

"That's not it."

Meng Po pressed down the two souls that had popped up again, and without turning her head, she asked, "Where is the helper you promised to find for me?"

Jiang Yu's mouth twitched slightly: "Even if I find helpers, I have to wait until they die before they can come. I can't just kill them all because I'm busy here, right?"

"Well, then you stay here and help!" When Meng Po is unreasonable, there is really no point in talking to her.

She is a wisp of divine consciousness of the Goddess Hou Tu and the ruler of the entire land of reincarnation.

Even if Jiang Yu escaped, he would come back dead sooner or later.

Unless his soul is torn to pieces.

"Um... Mother-in-law, I will go and help you find a candidate right away." Jiang Yu had already witnessed Meng Po's mood swings.

You can't hide from it, you can only stay away from it.

"Wait a minute!" Mengpo immediately called Jiang Yu. She pointed to the entrance of Mengpo Soup and said, "Since we are here, it won't take a moment longer. Go over there and maintain order."

These words made Jiang Yu feel relieved.

Anyway, he couldn't go back unless Meng Po nodded.

As long as there is no danger to your life, you might even get some benefits.

He immediately smiled and said flatteringly, "I am willing to share your worries. But I can't stay too long, lest my family worry."

"Your family is worried, what does it have to do with me?" Meng Po didn't buy it at all: "Stop talking nonsense and get to work!"

Now that things have come to this, Jiang Yu can only stand hesitantly at the entrance of Meng Po Soup.

Maintaining order with a straight face.

With him sharing the pressure, Meng Po did feel a lot more relaxed.

Dachun and Abang also breathed a sigh of relief: "Yushen, why don't you just stay. Grandma is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. She's very kind to us."

Jiang Yu didn't have that much patience for them. He yelled with a dark face, "Get out of the way! I'm not dead yet!"

The result was just a silly laugh.

Jiang Yu was directing traffic while thinking about his words and how to get out of here.

At this moment, a white soul suddenly appeared from the sky and landed directly in front of Meng Po.

Different from other souls.

There was no dullness in his eyes, just a hint of confusion.

Jiang Yu was overjoyed when he saw the soul's face clearly.

"Brother Yin, you are finally dead..."