On February 2nd, the dragon raises its head!

In the world of the world, this is an extraordinary day.

And on the midnight of February 2, something big happened in Daxia.

The thirty-six yamen of the Tishu under the rule of Yin Jun Ducang were all dispatched.

Although many Tiss looked strange, they did not dare to disobey the order.

The Yin spirit in the Shura realm was too powerful. He held the Yin Jun military talisman and ordered them to go out in full today to enter the world of soul-hiding.

What kind of grace that can save you from death for three years is nonsense!

Yin Jun Ye asked the soul to be detained, who dared not to go?

Whether it is an existence that has been reunited before or a dying person.

As long as the primitive life has ended, you must be trapped in the underworld.

At this moment, the thirty-six gates of the Great Xia Kingdom burst out from all the monstrous yin energy.

Teams of ghosts walked out of the Ghost Pass and advanced towards the various prefectures of Daxia.

At this time, except for Xia City, all the prefectures and county cities of Daxia were invaded by secret missions.

In the second half of the night, when people are quiet, hundreds of ghosts walk at night.

The shadows of the Yin Clan floated into the city. They all held soul-catching ropes and small life and death books in their hands, and walked into the mansions.

"Ah! The master is dead, the master is dead, the eldest sister and the second sister, the master is dead." At this time, a shrill woman's call in a mansion pierced the night sky.

"You little concubine, you asked you to serve the master, why did you torture him to death?" A woman cursed.

"Damn the damn concubine, what should we do if he dies?"

"The two sisters calmed down. The new emperor issued a pardon order. The people of Daxia were all spared from death for three years. My sister was not thinking that the master had been ill for a long time and had never been in bed. Just... wuwu..."

"Master... what should we do when you leave?" The mansion burst into tears.

At this time, outside the mansion, a middle-aged man dressed in plain clothes angrily scolded the little devil in front of him.

"My new emperor of Daxia has ordered to avoid death for three years. How dare you, a little devil, frighten your soul without authorization? Do you want to disobey the emperor's order?"

"Shut up!" The fool directly whipped up and said, "That's your emperor."

As he said that, the little ghost quickly left with his middle-aged soul.

The middle-aged man regretted it. He was ill for a long time and his body was already in disgrace. If he hadn't learned about the law of avoiding death for the past three years, how could he dare to be so fierce?

Now, my life is gone.

At this moment, the entire city was in panic, and at this moment, people were constantly dying.

Then what's the law that can save you from death for three years seems to be useless.

Canglan Prefecture, a large mansion in Daxia, the lord of the palace took his eight counties to the capital before.

There are basically no masters in the entire mansion, which just made the underworld take advantage of the loopholes.

Not only Canglan Mansion, but other mansions are basically the same.

After all, no one would have thought that at this time, the underworld would come to conquer the soul.

Many souls of major prefectures and counties were taken away, and of course, some extra-law souls were not brought to justice.

Although many strong men from each city went to Xiacheng, one or two left behind in some cities, blocking the ghost soldiers' captivation.

"My new emperor of Daxia is a general amnesty for the world. Do you want to die if you are waiting for the little devil?" The strong man in the city shouted.

"I'm sorry to call back the dead soul."

The little ghost in the underworld rushed up and entered the city.

Although there were strong people resisted, most of them were still seduced by evil spirits.

"Luotian in the underworld has been buried. How dare you go to the world to detain the soul again? Don't you know that the new emperor will give a pardon order?" A powerful man in the world shouted.

"We are ordered by the Yin Jun Ye to arrest the soul, what do we have to do with Luo Tian and what do we have to do with Emperor Xia?"

"arrest!"

Many evil spirits rushed up and floated into the city. Suddenly, the yin energy in the city filled with tears and cries.

"Hurry! Go to Xiacheng quickly. Something big will happen, and the underworld will go crazy." A cultivator shouted.

For a moment, cultivators from all the thirty-six palaces of Daxia hurried out of the city and rushed towards the Daxia imperial capital.

...

Today is the time for the new Emperor of Daxia to ascend the throne.

On this day, Xia City was very lively, and countless major forces in Daxia all entered Xia City.

The heads of the government, the leaders of the major sects, as well as the God-Shipping Sect and Life-Sustaining Organization, even dark forces like the Soul-Sheng Sect, have elders come to congratulate them.

The new emperor even immigrated the world and granted the people of Daxia three years to avoid death.

This is a blessing for the people in Daxia.

No matter who it is, no matter what his identity is, no matter whether he is seriously ill or dying, no little ghost in the underworld dares to come and conquer his soul.

The people of the entire Great Xia were in full bloom and celebrated the third prince's ascension to the throne.

At this time, Daxia Palace was on a huge martial arts field.

Representatives of all major forces arrived, and they looked excited and looked at a battle platform.

The battle platform is decorated with lights and luxuriously decorated, with soldiers and maids standing on both sides.

There was a Tenglong flag around the battlefield, and a huge character Xia was vigorous and powerful.

A huge red carpet stretches from the edge of the battle stand to the center.

On both sides of the red carpet were soldiers wearing armor. They all looked cold and their aura soared into the sky, standing on the spot.

On the other end of the red carpet is a huge dragon chaise, and above it is the fur of an unknown ferocious beast, which is extremely luxurious.

There are strange patterns around the dragon chaise, which looks mysterious.

Under the platform, everyone was silent and stared at the battle platform with a solemn face.

Around the battlefield are lofts, and the attics are some powerful beings in the Daxia territory.

These people include the God-Shipping Sect, the Life-Sustaining Organization and the Soul-Suppressing Sect.

Moreover, there were forces and royal families from some neighboring countries outside Daxia who were invited to watch the ceremony.

Even the underworld Yinjun Ducang came. He sat in an attic with a gloomy face.

At this moment, he is the only one who is most nervous.

Others, whether they are living beings in the world or ghosts in the underworld, have clear positions. Even if they are suppressed, they will at least have a belief in their hearts.

Where is him?

Where is his banknote?

He said he was the Yinjun of the Underworld, but he was doing something about trampling on the underworld. Even the most important things like the Book of Life and Death were actually in the hands of the Daxia royal family.

After all, there is no escape: a dog raised in the underworld in Daxia.

Du Cang took a deep breath and was beaten by Cui Jue three days ago. He never held a grudge against anyone.

People like him, they feel that they should be scattered!

At this time, under the attention of everyone, the Third Highness stepped onto the platform step by step.

He was wearing a dragon robe, with an extraordinary temperament, and he looked down on the world with a graceful and noble spirit.

I have to say that the Third Prince really has a great aura. Although his strength has only broken through the True Martial Realm, his aura is inferior to even the Three-star True Martial Realm.

His face was like jade and his eyes were as bright as stars, and he walked step by step on the red carpet.

Wherever he passed, the soldiers on both sides saluted him.

"Xia Emperor!"

"Xia Emperor!"

Below, the people of Daxia cheered and the atmosphere was intense.

Swish!

Finally, the third prince walked up to the platform. He waved his sleeves and the dragon robe sounded. Then he turned around and sat on the dragon throne.

"Let's meet Emperor Xia!"

Under the battlefield, all major forces in Daxia salute to Emperor Xia above the battlefield.

"No gift!" His Highness waved his hand and said tremblingly.

At this time, an old envoy walked up to the platform with a smile on his face. He looked down at the battlefield and bowed slightly to the representatives of the major forces.

"Everyone, today is the day for the new emperor to ascend the throne." The waiter's sharp voice rang.
To be continued...