Wu Zhao immediately shook his head: "I can't wait any longer, please forgive me."

Bai Wuchang's face suddenly sank: "Do you want to disobey?"

Hei Wuchang raised his hand and said, "Please benevolence and get benevolence, let him go!"

Bai Wuchang turned his head and said, "If you let him in, I'm afraid you will be alarmed?"

Hei Wuchang said lightly: "Think about us!"

Hei and Bai Wuchang was a close friend during his lifetime and joined the underworld after his death. If anyone among the ghosts and gods knows the most loyalty, who is the most trustworthy. Apart from Hei and Bai Wuchang, it is probably just a cow's head and a horse's face.

Bai Wuchang took a deep breath and said, "Go! Be careful with your own safety."

"Thank you, God!" As Wu Zhao flew, ten ghosts and gods auras came to Wangqing Valley with a bang. As the ten auras approached, the plants and trees in Wangqing Valley were broken, the earth trembled slightly, and countless figures poked their heads out of the darkness, wanting to see where the pressure came from, they saw endless ghost soldiers and ten ghosts and gods.

Bai Wuchang suddenly raised his hand and said, "Beat the drum and attack, you can't let go of any soul cultivator, kill—"

The ten-sided war drums outside the Forgetful Valley were pounding wildly, and endless Yin soldiers rushed down from the top of the mountain like ten torrents. The disciples of the Dark Clan were stunned for a moment, and the forward Yin soldiers rushed to the other side. The long sword flew over the other side's shoulders. A head instantly flew up. The Yin soldiers holding the sword didn't look at the dead corpse. They rushed past the splattered blood and rushed towards the next target. The ghost officer who was following the Yin soldiers, shook the iron chain and pulled out the man's soul, crushed the ghost to the ground with one hand, pulled out the waist knife with his right hand, raised the sword and killed the ghost to the ground, and chased the Yin soldiers in front of him.

Soul cultivators are different from ordinary sorcerers. Slashing the body alone is not considered a murder. Only by killing the soul once again can it be considered a killing. This is why sorcerers are afraid of soul cultivators. If they cannot kill the other party, they will face endless revenge, causing the soul cultivator to grow stronger for a while. However, the Yin soldiers are the nemesis of soul cultivators. The ghosts and gods in the underworld are moving, and soul cultivators have nowhere to hide.

In just a moment, a large group of ghost soldiers rushed into the center of Wangqing Valley and rushed straight to the tunnel.

At this time, Shang Wuhen had already shouted three times. The chainsaw hanging on my grandfather's head fell a few inches in a row, and it was about to stick to my grandfather's head. The strong wind on the chainsaw swept my grandfather's hair inch by inch, but my grandfather laughed wildly: "Shang Wuhen, you saw it down! I'm waiting for you here, you can do it! Hahahaha... Shang Wuhen, I have to thank you for helping me. I've lived enough, I've lived enough."

Shang Wuhen couldn't help but frown, and he couldn't fall down when he raised his hand.

Luo Yinan seemed to see Shang Wuhen's thoughts: "Clan leader! Please think twice! Although Chen Rufei is hateful, he is still the Lord's biological son after all. If he kills him, it will be difficult for the Lord to explain!"

Shang Wuhen said coldly: "Do you mean to let me not kill me?"

Luo Yinan said: "I mean, killing Chuyunzhi is much better than Chen Rufei. Chuyunzhi's weight in Chen Ye's mind is not less than Chen Rufei, and it may even be more important. Moreover, the Lord has never cared about the foreign surname. If he kills Chuyunzhi, he may not even ask more questions. Why do you need to take risks with Chen Rufei?"

"There is some reason!" Shang Wuhen said: "Come, put Chen Rufei down and put Chu Yunzhi on!"

"Stop!" My master shouted in his throat: "Don't touch Xiaoyun. No one touches Xiaoyun."

Shang Wuhen laughed and said, "Do you feel sorry for now? Chen Rufei, you are wrong. Chu Yunzhi's heart will never be as good as you Chen Rufei, but only Li Zhiyun. I saw him open, can you just give it to you two? By the way, you replace me with a broken soul saw, and saw it in half with Chu Yunzhi's soul."

"Wait for a while, if you just wait for a while, you will see a soul that is split into two halves from the middle. It will not only not be dissipated, but also jump and speak. Are you wondering whether it is magical?"

"I have seen many people who were sawed out. No matter how heroes they were during their lifetime, they would cry and beg you, please quickly break up his soul. Because they could not bear the severe pain of soul tearing!"

"Beast!" My master shouted blood in his throat: "Shang Wuhen, you must die a good death!"

"Haha..." Shang Wuhen said: "I forgot that these words should not be said to you! They should be said to Chen Ye. He is the one who needs to wake up, and you are not!"

Shang Wuhen walked to me and patted me on the face twice: "There is a saying that you can never wake up someone who pretends to be asleep. I really want to give it a try today, can I wake you up? Come on, see it for me!"

The two disciples of the Dark Tribe grabbed the two ends of the hacksaw and pressed the cold saw teeth between the two wooden boards. After gesturing at the position, the person on the left said in a deep voice: "I'll start by shouting one or two."

Shang Wuhen sat leisurely on the Grand Master's chair: "Chen Ye, Chen Rufei, you are about to start the execution, you have to be careful!"

Shang Wuhen just raised his hand. Suddenly, ghosts burst into tears around the hall. A large number of ghost soldiers appeared on the wall in an instant. It suddenly looked like someone had painted a picture of soldiers and armor on the wall. In the pictures of countless soldiers, a rustling cold wind surged out of the picture and gathered from the hall in all directions.

The armored soldiers in the picture also began to move with the wind. Dozens of left feet, stepping out of the picture, and the soles of their feet fell to the ground, like thunder sounding around them, and half of the armored soldiers had already penetrated out of the wall.

"Ghost soldiers!" Shang Wuhen was shocked: "How could the ghost soldiers break in? Yinan, come with me quickly and protect the law to welcome the enemy!"

Shang Wuhen’s seven guardians had already been in chaos. The first thing a few people thought of was to escape, but the hall was all blocked by ghost soldiers. Where else could they go?

Ouyang Guardian said sternly: "Fight for it! One can fight out, one will be the other, and rush out!"

The seven guardians knew from the beginning of practicing soul art that one day, once they encountered Yin soldiers, they would be the result of immortality. The Yin soldiers were besieged, and the Dark Clan was extremely fierce and rushed straight to the Yin soldiers and rushed in frantically. Shang Wuhen suddenly pulled the mechanism under the Taishi's chair, and countless spiritual talismans fell down, and the Yin Qi in the room was burning without fire.

The leader of the Yin soldier exclaimed: "Retreat quickly!"

Before the other party could react, there were thunder and fire flying together in the secret room, rolling thunder and endless flames, instantly filling the space in the secret room.

After a moment, the lightning light inside the room changed its color, and rose from the ground with green flames, mixed with dazzling flames and rushed wildly outside.

Shang Wuhen shouted sternly: "Activate all the underground thunder and fire talismans, and break through together when the tunnel is completely removed. After you go out, everyone will have their destiny!"
Chapter completed!