"Everyone, the Yunbi Divine Ship formed an alliance on its own. It seems something is wrong for us to come to us?" Someone raised objections.

"Hmph, what is Yunbi's Divine Ship Alliance? It's just a loose organization that intimidates the lower-level people. Sword Emperor, why have you been in charge of the mercenary group for many years? If you put it in the past, you would always rush to the front." The burly figure rebuked.

"It is because I have been in charge of the mercenary group affairs for many years that I am worried that it will affect my whole body. You guys have thrown the mercenary group to me for management. I am happy and at ease, but I don't know that there are too many aspects to pay attention to. So! Junior brother, I am no longer as radical as I was when I was young. If I can't make steady progress, how can I lead the Nine Emperors to this day?" The man called the Sword Emperor sighed.

"Okay, I know that you have worked hard in recent years. I have to complain and complain. Let's just say it when you go back. But now, since we know that the damn divine ship is back, we can't sit idly by." A man with three eyes in his body was covered with flesh and whiskers on both sides of his face, but it has a flowing beauty and a strangeness.

"Sword Emperor, Stone Emperor, Blood Emperor, what are you guys talking? When did the Nine Emperors be afraid of the Divine Ship Alliance? Even if the teacher cannot go into seclusion, his reputation is still there. Who dares to offend us? If something really happens, isn't there any clone left by the teacher? Who doesn't know the Divine Ship that often comes to the Holy City? If other Divine Ship wants to stand up for the descendants of Master Daqin, you must first weigh your own weight." A figure on the left sneered at the Divine Ship Alliance, and the light could not stay beside him.

"The King of Realm is right. We Nine Emperors have never been afraid of anyone." The Emperor of the Underworld took a step forward, first expressed his agreement, and then his words deviated. He said, "But what? You must also do your best to be etiquette. After all, this place is Yunbi Wharf. When we come to do business, we must always consider the feelings of other divine ship owners. Senior Brother Sword Emperor has a wide range of people. It is better to let him communicate, saying that we are resolving personal grudges."

"Okay, this is a meticulous and stern statement. Although I don't know how many divine ships are parked in Yunbi, I will definitely play a role in saying hello around to facilitate your actions." The Sword Emperor nodded, and agreed on the surface. He was extremely disdainful in his heart.

He still has a lot of affairs in the mercenary group. He couldn't be interested in finding the descendants of Master Daqin to vent his anger. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Oh! These senior brothers and Master Daqin are too rude and have no tolerance. After all, many years have passed since the teacher's grudges between Master Daqin. What can I get if I hold on to this line? Besides, the power of the divine ship is extraordinary. Even if the things left by the teacher are guaranteed, they should not be used for provocation."

"What a pity, the eldest brother, the second brother and the fourth brother are outside. Otherwise, you will be more confident in attacking the divine ship." The King of Realm said, and had already leaned forward. His body was a space crack, and it could be big or small.

Surprisingly, they had only five people, but they deliberately or unintentionally opened a position when they moved forward, as if six people were acting together.

Xuanyuan Nanxing didn't know that a crisis was approaching. He was concentrating on controlling the black and white millstones. The great light and the great darkness were spinning at super high speed. The cabin was filled with strange marks. He could hear it faintly, as if thousands of voices were recited together and opened a series of methods. It was mysterious and mysterious, the sound of heaven fell, and the ground was surging black springs, mysterious and unpredictable.

"Ah! Kill a future." Ying Ting's man shattered a unicorn. When the memory fragments in front of him collapsed, he recalled more scenes during his lifetime and even regained some of his combat instincts.

It was when the Black Sea had not yet fallen, and all the galaxies were contending, but they were still killing and fighting. A young prince with hope and confidence returned to his art, but found that his hometown was invaded. He turned the tide and was unique in the world. He was about to control the star domain and find the past peace, but was plotted by his friends and became a remnant thought wandering between heaven and earth.

"Times have changed, endless vicissitudes, this vast star field has become the Black Sea." In the light, there was a voice sighing: "I feel ashamed! I will eventually destroy the world. How many creatures have been swallowed by the Black Sea? My body was finally taken to that place. It's hateful that I found the wrong direction to overcome the tribulation. Only when the ancient galaxy and the number of black holes exceeds the limit can I survive by chance. Are I now in the holy city?"

Suddenly, a solemn voice sounded: "Souls who are not willing to be lonely! You walk on the battle song, you have never disappeared, your obsessions run through the ages. Through those long years, even the memory is incomplete, but still retain the fighting spirit. The heroic spirits live for obsessions and die for obsessions. You have your own reasons, you have your own glory, wake up! Achieve a new era."

This voice conveys unyieldingness in the heart, just like God's will.

There was a resonance in my ears, as if there were billions of voices calling. Suddenly, Xuanyuan Nanxing shouted: "The heroic spirit has not returned to his position, when will it take?"

“Return to the position…”

“Return to the position…”

"Ah! Finally, the time has come, and I can return to the world." Ying stepped forward with great strides. The closer he approached the voice, the clearer his figure became. He shook away his body and stepped into a huge light. His whole body and mind were extremely peaceful, but he did not remain silent, but realized the Tao in his new life, which was the foundation for his future standing in the world.

"I am a saint, I am a respectful person. If someone uses us to the cholera world, he should kill him." Seeing the strong old man vaguely, the light of wisdom flashed in his eyes, and it was even more indescribable to describe the coldness. He took a big step forward, and golden clouds formed under his feet. That was the achievements of the saint's life, praying for sentient beings, and possessing a huge amount of merit, which can kill and suppress all evil in the world.

"Boom, rumble, rumble!"

The black and white millstone made a loud noise, and the light columns were hanging down. The infinite dark energy was added to the body, using the fragments of memory as the roots to create a huge ghost of breath. Because the silver flute of the Great Qin clan moved the luck, those obsessions could be found more and more, and their true self could be distinguished, and their wisdom was naturally superb.

After choosing these obsessions, they competed all the way, and they were quite extraordinary, almost all of them were strong men from their respective eras.

The number of powerful men of this scale is very rare, which surprised Xuanyuan Nanxing and could not help but be more interested in Yanboao.

"It's not enough, it's not enough. It's too far, and the limit is blessed." The King of Ten Thousand Kings roared and stretched out his arm to grab it in the air. The black and white millstone trembled gently, and drooped the dark energy like a waterfall, and was extremely crazy.

"It's really not enough. It needs to be added to the force." The saint also took action, extracting dark energy in the air, surpassing the carrying limits of all advanced ghosts, and vaguely turning into a top ghost, and taking another step forward is the category of quasi-monarchs.

"May darkness be added, return to the world and create glory again." Several figures emerged from the crowd, and they seemed to be a group. They walked all the way to the present, and when they condensed fragments of memory, they all acted together. But at this moment they were a little separated and used their own abilities to collect dark energy.

"Challenge the limit, and fight like crazy." Someone stood up again, like a god of war, standing tall and above, surpassing himself, attracting pure dark energy into the body, and regaining the lost glory.

Those ghosts who had already possessed wisdom were shocked. When they calmed down, they hurriedly walked up and said in unison: "I would like to ask my Lord to bring his grace to the darkness, give strength to restore our old appearance, fight against the sky and the earth, and create a bloody volcano river for my Lord."

"Good, today the heroic spirits returned to the world and formed the Netherworld Army, and were called Xiongtu." Xuanyuan Nanxing put the name of Xiongtu team on a group of powerful ghosts without even thinking about it.

The black and white millstone was turning slowly, as if it turned into a heavy giant step, carrying a towering mountain.

After a moment, the ding dong sounded, and the black and white waterfalls hang down, like rivers breaking through the dam, like tides of raging waves and tsunamis, surging wildly below.

This is a storm, with light rain falling, dark tornadoes, and chaotic visions that are neither black nor white. It is like returning to the beginning of the universe, with no distinction between front and back, left and right, and inconsistent in all directions. The cabin is like a huge pot of clay pot filled with dark energy at will.

"Buzz,buzz,buzz..."

At the same time, the bulkheads buzzed, and strange symbols seemed to come alive, twisting and dancing. In some places, small mirrors were either dark or shining, gathering the dispersed dark energy again, projecting it over, and making a secondary impact.

Xuanyuan Nanxing was in his throat. To be honest, he used the treasure house reserves of the divine ship and bought so many ghosts back. He didn't know whether it was cost-effective or he would lose all his money. Although he planned to use the Nether Army to seize greater benefits, he had to form an army first.

If there are too few high-level ghosts condensed, the subsequent plans will definitely be greatly reduced. Even though Kudoli is very interesting and will not say much, he will always have to leave a rich family business to protect the silver flute of the Daqin clan, because it is related to whether the cross-border will be coming again in the future.

At this moment, I was very nervous. In the sense that there was a ghost that could no longer bear the dark energy initiation and dissipated. Except for some powerful people who were still standing proudly, other ghosts might not be able to hold on.

This level is extremely important. If the strong generals have no weak soldiers, they should do their best. If they are still the ghosts who are even in a state of vain and may be dispersed at any time, no matter how many of them are, they will be useless.

"Crack, Crack, Crack..."

Another series of thunder descended, and the entire condensation process was bloody, and if it failed, it would be successful.

Without the support of super obsession, even if you open your mind very early, you will die and return to nothingness. However, this is only the beginning. A trace of aura was revealed from the tomb of the Saint of the Divine Boat, whipping them and controlling it.

Xuanyuan Nanxing is not a volunteer. He spent so much effort to control a army of the underworld and to make a big fortune with small numbers. The bitterness still exists. He established authority in this way to help him continue until he revolves around the real material universe.

At this critical moment, the army of ghosts gathered at the most critical moment. The hull shook, as if something was hitting, leaving the invisibility effect generated by the cloud wall itself.

"Damn it, the person who came is not good." Xuanyuan Nanxing frowned and immediately understood the reason. He pinched his fist, then reluctantly spread his fist, and two pieces of fingernail-sized crystals were suspended in the palm of his palm.

These two crystals were dark energy he finally brought from the real material universe. He had already used it once in the Meng Family Market, and there are two more times now.

However, with the abundant dark energy in the cabin and the marks related to the catastrophe dark demon dance drawn first, you should be able to exert super power. The divine ship was too severely damaged and cannot help at the moment, so you can only use extraordinary means to avoid misfortune.!~!
Chapter completed!