Chapter 157 of the main text of the Rebirth Dominator: The Emperor Palace is in a mess, both inside and outside, and groups of people are often running, and fighting and fighting can be seen everywhere.

Groups of witch sacrifices were combined to fight against evil spirits and evil spirits. The witches inspired their magical powers and used their own blood and energy to kill demons and evil spirits.

The scattered and fleeing prince Fang Bo, the witches and witches they carried, also used their means to tear apart a path under the overwhelming cover of the dead souls. However, at this moment, the entire capital city turned into a ghost creature, and the formation was not untied, and no one could leave here.

The streets were completely transformed into the world of ghosts, and the living people were trembling under fear.

The witch sacrifice altar outside has now become the center of the storm. Everyone is avoiding this place and avoiding it. Thousands of evil ghosts and evil spirits are plundering, and the most powerful witch sacrifice and groups of alien monks are also fighting nearby.

Qingyang, Jia Yi, Che Shao and others spread out one by one the paper talismans like money, and the spiritual talismans turned into fire, constantly cutting and tearing the evil ghosts around them, but this was just an ordinary evil ghost.

Some powerful evil spirits and evil spirits, and the existences of the witch witches who incarnate after their deaths are also extremely powerful existences. Over the years, most of the witch witches and witches who died in battle or died unexpectedly were buried in this city.

At this moment, all of them crawled out, carrying the dead souls who died and were detained, buried, and sacrificed for years. The number of them was far beyond their imagination.

The magic weapon in his hand was waving, and the talismans flashed, illuminating the dark place.

That is the only hope and fire that ordinary people and ordinary people in the capital can see.

Many monks and witch sacrifices fought back and forth with some powerful evil ghosts. The black ghost energy spread so that the whole city could not see the sun. Gray smoke drifted, just like the ashes that floated after the city was burned.

At the same time, they were also paying attention to the dialogue and struggle between the great witch Qingyun and King Huan. Seeing King Huan suppress Qingyun little by little, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, what everyone did not expect was that the dark world, which should not have been opened, was now opened.

The familiar sound of the heavy dark world opening is like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's soul.

The darkness spread from the cover of the feet, causing millions of people in the capital to stop at the same time.

Standing on the earth, everyone is as if they are in the abyss, as if they move casually, and they will fall to the terrifying and dark place of the underworld and the place of reincarnation.

"Underground Mansion?"

"The door to the Yinshi is open!"

"Don't move everyone! Don't move everything!" An old witch snarled loudly. He was an existence who had participated in the battle of Xuanyuan Kingdom.

"Is it because the ghost was born? Or..." Qingyang looked at the dark abyss under his feet and looked at Jia Yi dumbly, finding that the other party had thought of something, and his face turned pale at this moment.

"He noticed this?"

The two of them seemed to see the book of life and death heavy as a mountain again, and their pens were settled to determine life and death. The ancestor god of Xuanyuan, who was like a god and a demon, splattered blood in the sky.

Some of the remaining old men, witch sacrifices, witches and officials who participated in the Battle of Xuanyuan Kingdom recalled the terrifying scene in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, I saw lights appearing under the earth, as if at this moment, the earth turned into night and the stars were lit up all over the sky.

"What is that?"

"What?"

Stars rush out, rushing out from under the earth with gorgeous light, flying into the sky and sliding into the distance.

One after another, one after another, as if there was no end to see.

The people of Wudu stood on the earth and watched the dazzling Xun Lan lights rushing into the sky, and thousands of them were blooming, as if dazzling fireworks were blooming.

This scene is so beautiful that it makes people dizzy and shocking.

One after another, violent light columns soared into the sky from the depths of the earth, with the capital as the center, breaking away the dark clouds in the sky.

The sunlight breaks through the dark clouds and shines on the earth, breaking through all ghosts and monsters.

Stars rose up from the ground and continued to scatter across the mountains and seas. Someone immediately wanted to stop the stars from rushing into the sky, but it was like a swaying tree, and was instantly defeated by the light of the stars, cracking its body, and scattering its soul.

No one who has the qualifications of destiny can stop the divine imperial edict of the underworld that rushed out of the underworld.

This scene scared everyone to stop immediately, and the wrestle stood still motionless even more dull.

"Issue! The king of king Huanhua is the Emperor of Longqiu!"

A calm whisper in the darkness exploded in the air like thunder.

The voice seemed to have the power to control all life and death, making everyone unable to resist, as if they said the Dharma and the heaven and earth echoed it.

A pillar of light soared into the sky, and a star fell from the sky, sliding down into a beautiful mutual, dragging a long track and falling into the body of King Huan standing on the altar of the witch god.

In an instant, he saw endless light blooming from his body. The old King Huan, who insisted on his last breath, slowly closed his eyes.

Then, a figure that looked like a god and a demon walked out of his originally decaying body.

The whole person was wearing an extremely majestic imperial crown, a dragon crown, a white face as white as jade, and a star-like eyes. Everything was like he had just stepped into the mountains and sea realm.

King Huan seemed to have returned to the unparalleled youthful king period. The king's aura swept across like the sun, with great majesty in his eyes, and the power and momentum emitted from his body spread across the entire kingdom.

From the darkness, the eight bodies were burning with flames, and the magical dragon foal came out of the darkness with a bronze chariot.

King Huan, wearing the Emperor's crown robe, stood on the bronze chariot, his eyes swept across the entire capital, and his whole body changed drastically.

The monks were all up and down, and everyone looked at King Huan incredible, and they didn't know what was happening to him.

Only the strange man from the present world probably understands what happened.

"I will be the god after death!" Qingyang looked at King Huan with trembling all over. He could see it in his eyes, envy, jealous, and incredible.

"Become a god! After the emperor dies, it turns out that it is true!" Jia Yi was also jealous and almost roaring, but he was more concerned about the divine position obtained by King Huan.

"Director Longqiu! Does it have anything to do with Longqiu Mountain?"

The eight dragon horses screamed and rushed into the distance with their bodies of flames. The iron hooves of flames stepped on the ground, and a fire ignited on the entire road. However, the fire did not ignite any ordinary things, and even a living person felt a warmth, as if the soul had become a little clear.

Thousands of evil ghosts who were originally suppressed under the earth appeared together, and now they turned into armor and were wearing sharp weapons and knelt on both sides of the bronze chariot.

Millions of Yin soldiers and generals followed the Emperor Longqiu and rushed out along the spacious avenue of the treasury. At the end, they used cages and iron ropes to pull a suppressed prisoner.

The ghosts and souls passed through the people of the capital on the street and stepped onto the tall city walls of the capital. The vast army of ghost soldiers followed their emperors and rushed into the distance.

A dark door opened under the earth, and eight dragon foals pulled a bronze chariot and broke into it under the control of Emperor Longqiu.

The army of ghost soldiers rushed into it. As the last prison cart was pulled, and with the clanging sound of chains, all the evil spirits disappeared into the world together.

"After I leave, the throne will be passed on to Yu Chongbai!"

Deep in the earth, the underworld.

The army of ghost soldiers traveled through the dark land of the dark world. The bronze chariot of the Emperor dragged by the dragon foal flew away, and the souls of the dead generals who were inspired from the distant places also gathered together.

These dead souls who were sleeping and unwilling to enter the cycle of reincarnation finally followed their emperors to a new chapter.

As you walk along the way, you can hear the roar of millions of war souls, the neighing of wild beasts, the howling of war horses and chariots.

A blood-colored Dahuan flag was raised, and thousands of troops followed the Emperor's carriage and rushed towards the distant Longqiu.

When they arrived in Longqiu, the dead generals who died because of the first war between Xuanyuan and Wu Kingdoms, they crawled out of death one by one and came thousands of miles to welcome their emperors.

The vast army of ghost soldiers gathered together and rushed into Longqiu.

In the depths of the underworld, a huge city, at the bottom of the Dragon Hill, appears like a shadow.

As the evil spirit retreats, the dead energy that envelopes the entire dragon hill slowly fades away, all things revives, and heaven and earth rejuvenates.
Chapter completed!