Chapter 1003 God loves the world
imperial city,

Every brick and tile was strangely emitting a black aura.

When you are in this area, you will immediately feel a chilling cold invading your body, making you shiver involuntarily.

Those with excellent innate spiritual perception open their eyes and look at the stone roads in the palaces and halls of the imperial city. They will see gray water flowing on the stone roads.

Bones, corpses, and ghosts float in the water...

Every living thing has already died!
But death does not mean eternal silence!

They can still move even after death, floating on the gray Yellow Spring River with their dark green and scarlet eyes open.

From a distance, all you can see are hands reaching out into the air.

The scene was extremely horrifying and weird.

This is not fantasy, but reality.

Anyone caught by those hands will actually be dragged into the river of death, and it will be difficult for them to escape.

The central hall of the imperial city.

The furnishings in the hall are very exquisite, with various furniture made of golden nanmu displayed inside.

Wang Ming sat on a chair carved with dragon patterns. Next to the chair was an incense burner, in which was burning sandalwood, which could help people concentrate and calm their minds.

But at this moment, Wang Ming's heart could not be calmed by a little bit of earthly sandalwood.

The entire imperial city was engulfed by the river of yin energy, and countless people were corrupted by it overnight.

The most crucial thing is Wang Ming’s own current situation.

Wang Ming said with a cold look in his eyes: "How unscrupulous!"

How could Wang Ming not know what was going on at this moment?

Wang Ming felt something was wrong when Mu Zha, the traveler from Hui'an, left. [Heimdall's Vision and Audio] could only cover the entire Chang'an, and it was powerless beyond this range.

Using the power of spiritual consciousness can indeed detect situations farther away, but Wang Ming cannot use the power of spiritual consciousness.

The first thing is to use the power of spiritual consciousness, which will definitely be discovered by Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Li Shimin, an ordinary mortal, possesses the spiritual power of Taiyi Jinxian Daquan. What do you think Guanyin Bodhisattva and the gods and Buddhas in the sky will think?

Wang Ming is a man who has risen from humble beginnings to where he is today, and he never looks down on anyone.

Don't treat others as fools. This is the valuable life experience Wang Ming gained through blood and pain in the world of the universe.

King!
The emperor cannot be allowed to possess any supernatural powers. This is a tacit understanding reached among the three realms of heaven, earth and man.

because,

Once the emperor possesses extraordinary power, extremely uncontrollable things will happen.

Once you have learned the immortal skills and used the power of the dynasty's luck to accelerate your immortal practice, the speed at which your cultivation increases will be like riding a rocket.

The path of the emperor leads to a dead end.

In the ancient times, the demon emperor Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi Gai Ya came into the world, leaving extremely bad memories for all cultivators.

At this moment, Lord Haotian and the Jade Emperor will not allow other emperors to appear.

Laozi, the sage leader of the Human Religion, would not allow such an existence to appear, because that would weaken his control over the human race.

The human race has three emperors: Heaven, Earth and Man.

The Emperor of Heaven Fuxi and the Emperor of Earth Shennong were not allowed to possess magical powers during their lifetime, otherwise Shennong would not have died after tasting hundreds of herbs.

The Human Emperor Xuanyuan possessed magical powers during his lifetime because he had the endorsement of the Chan Sect.

All the kings after these three did not have any magical powers.

Emperor Xin, the last human king, became the disciple of Wen Zhong, the first of the third generation of disciples of Jiejiao, but he did not have any magical powers.

Emperor Xin's greatness was simply due to his natural divine power.

Therefore,
Wang Ming himself cannot show any sign of possessing any magical powers.

"Are you planning to drag Li Shimin into hell again as a warning?"

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"Hahaha!!!!
The heavens are helping me, the Yellow Spring River in the underworld has changed its course and is flowing through Chang'an City, hahahahaha!!!"

The Dragon King of Jinghe River laughed loudly towards the sky, his attitude was extremely wild and unscrupulous.

After laughing for a while, the Jinghe Dragon King's smile faded, and his already crimson eyes emitted a cold and stern look.

"Mortal, you enjoyed beating me before, didn't you? I will kill you later, take you to the underworld, and let you go to the eighteen levels of hell to observe.

Be afraid!

Fear it!"

Van Helsing twirled the two guns in his hands, put them into the holsters, and pressed down the brim of his hat.

"I am Van Helsing, a man who makes all demons hum. How could I be afraid of you?" There was no fear on his angular face, only a firm gaze and an unruly smile.

The Dragon King of Jinghe laughed disdainfully: "Hahahaha!!! It is true that ignorance makes people brave.

Li Shimin was just like you now. After you see the ghosts struggling in the eighteen levels of hell, you will understand how stupid you are now. "

Yuchi Jingde and Qin Shubao are worthy of being warriors who have walked down from the battlefield of blood and fire. Although they have endless fear in their hearts, they still do not suffer mental collapse and give up fighting in the face of the current situation.

The two of them held weapons in their hands, and the bloody and evil aura on their bodies was released unconsciously, preventing the surrounding yin and ghost aura from getting close.

The souls of evil spirits and fierce ghosts are in danger of instability when impacted by the bloody evil energy.

"Master Fan, what should we do now?" asked Yuchi Jingde.

Van Helsing said solemnly, "We can't fail here."

He glanced at the panicked crowd in the distance and said, "If we fail, this place will become a dead city."

Qin Shubao said solemnly: "Although I don't want to admit it, we should not be able to resist these countless evil spirits."

"Don't be discouraged! It's no big deal."

Then Van Helsing took out a bomb from his waist and threw it at the Dragon King of Jinghe.

"Bang!"

All of a sudden, all kinds of harsh sounds appeared, and countless dead souls were evaporated instantly. The Dragon King of Jinghe River even retreated a thousand meters in fear.

To be on the safe side, Wang Ming equipped his clone with an ultraviolet bomb.

"You two are both famous generals who will go down in history. You have been killing people all your life, and have accumulated a huge amount of blood and evil energy in your bodies. Evil ghosts and wronged souls will fear you like snakes and scorpions. Now I will help you to open the inheritance of the Demon Lord Satan."

Wang Ming spoke nonsense while pointing his fingers at the two men's foreheads, and then passed a set of skills to them.

Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong digested the inheritance quickly.

The two men opened their eyes and shouted, "Soldiers coming!"

As the words fell, a thick red fog appeared behind them, and soon covered most of the imperial city.

"What is that?" The Dragon King of Jinghe River stared at the situation in front of him in amazement.

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Wang Ming looked very bad.

The situation of the entire imperial city was in his eyes, so he naturally knew that the current situation was very tricky.

The martial arts of Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong were created by Wang Ming.

A set of martial arts created based on the necromancers and space magic of the "Marvel World", as well as some military tactics.

Or it can be said to be another way of exploring the Tao.

Wang Ming can call it the way of war.

"This thing should be disposed of, otherwise it will be easily counted."

A fist-sized space gate opened in Wang Ming's wide robe, and a blue and red crystal was inserted into it by Wang Ming. Just now, Wang Ming himself acted as a dimensional demon.

It means spreading your own power so that others can absorb and use it.

The wizards in Kamar-Taj in the "Marvel World" only practiced the techniques of using magic, and did not develop any magical powers at all.

Their magic power comes from a dimensional demon - Vishanti, the Three Good Gods.

Of course, it can also absorb the power of Dormammu, the demon god of the dark dimension, or Torak of the scarlet world.

Wang Ming couldn't do it himself, so he borrowed the power of Qin Shubao and the others.

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White Horse Temple,
A figure in white stood on the cliff at the back mountain.

At this time, a man in green clothes came and bowed respectfully before asking, "Why did millions of ghosts suddenly appear in this imperial city?
Those ghosts are actually absorbing the Yin energy wantonly, and the Yin energy in the imperial city has been reduced several times."

"This is a good thing. Their presence has prevented many deaths."

The green-clothed young man's face straightened when he heard this. He clasped his hands together and said, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm stupid."

They watched as Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong commanded no less than a million ghosts in tattered armor to clear out the rebellious ghosts in the imperial city.

"I didn't expect that the bloody evil spirit of the soldiers could be used in this way."

"Is there anything so special about it? From my perspective, it's just a method of summoning gods. It just summons a little too much. But no matter how you look at it, it's a minor technique. It can't even compare to the Arhat level."

“You need to improve your experience. That method may look ordinary, but it has great potential that can be tapped.

Qin Shubao and his men spent half their lives killing to forge an invincible heart of Tao.

It coincides with the soldier's mentality of "killing one person is a crime, killing ten thousand people is a hero, killing a million is the hero among heroes!"

Then, based on his own cause and effect, he communicated with the soldiers who died in battle and integrated them into an army.

Any ghost will be afraid when seeing them, and in the underworld, I am afraid that only the Ten Kings of Hell can suppress them.

If everything goes well, it will probably be easy to fight for a piece of land in the underworld and become the king."

"What, so powerful?" Mu Zha said in surprise.

The status of being the king of the underworld is not small.

It seems that the strength of the underworld is the weakest among the three realms, but in fact, the underworld is the most powerful among the three realms at this moment.

The Seven Saints are not allowed to appear in the Three Realms, whether in Heaven or Lingshan, as their highest combat power is only that of a Quasi-Saint.

After Hou Tu reincarnated into another world, the merits she gained made her the eighth saint between heaven and earth. However, as a saint she could not leave the underworld, so people subconsciously forgot her existence.

It seemed that the Ten Kings of Hell in the underworld were ordered around by Sun Wukong, and it was very cowardly to destroy the Book of Life and Death in front of them.

but,

Those who laugh at them don’t know that they are delighted in their hearts.

The bad debts and shabby debts that have accumulated for millions of years can be pushed onto Sun Wukong, and no one will be able to trouble them in the future.

Seeing such a monkey,
It’s okay to kneel down and call you benefactor.

Any of the Ten Kings of Hell are big bosses in the world.

Mu Zha is nothing compared to them.

"Don't be envious. That road is not feasible."

"It's impossible to get through?" Mu Zha was puzzled.

"If they can't even make it through tonight, how can they talk about their future?"

Mu Zha immediately understood, so what if there are millions of ghost soldiers?
Those ghost soldiers were just mortals when they were alive, so how much improvement could they make after death?

The Dragon King of Jinghe River was a true immortal of the dragon clan during his lifetime. After his death, his magic power was greatly reduced, but he still had the strength of a tribulation-crossing period and was only one step away from becoming an immortal.

Now that the Yellow Spring River has changed its course, it has suppressed and offset the dragon energy in the Jinghe Dragon King. It is only a waste of effort for the Jinghe Dragon King to destroy those millions of ghost soldiers.

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boom! ! !
The Dragon King of Jinghe River blew up a gust of cold wind that was as sharp as the edge of a knife, and swept towards Wang Ming and others.

Any tangible material such as soil, stone, bricks and tiles, once touched by this black wind, will disintegrate into debris all over the sky in the blink of an eye.

Yuchi Gong and Qin Shubao also turned pale.

Because they saw a eunuch who did not have time to escape, was caught in the cold wind, and after a few seconds his skin and flesh were separated, and an incomplete skeleton was thrown out.

If it weren't for the fact that they had strong mental qualities and had seen too much on the battlefield, they would have vomited at this moment.

The scene was bloody and cruel.

"Pong!"

A bullet was fired from the golden revolver in Van Helsing's hand. The bullet exploded, a burst of blue light spread out, and the gloomy wind dissipated into nothingness.

Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but the next moment their faces changed drastically.

"Crack!"

Van Helsing was violently knocked away, and the two golden and silver spears were taken away by the Dragon King of Jinghe River.

"Hahahaha!!! You, a mortal, now that you don't have these two magic weapons, I will let you die in pain." The Dragon King of Jinghe laughed up to the sky.

It turns out that the dark wind that the Dragon King of Jinghe River had used up so much of his magical power to blow up had a purpose.

That was to conceal his figure, then escape underground and launch a surprise attack on Van Helsing.

"Master Fan!" Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong shouted excitedly.

They saw Van Helsing sliding down the palace wall, leaving a deep human-shaped dent on the wall, and they were immediately chilled, knowing that Van Helsing must have been seriously injured. They wanted to rescue him, but they couldn't leave at all.

"Ahem!!! Does it hurt? That's what lets me know I'm alive."

The operation of Qin Shubao and the other man commanding the ghosts to clear out the evil spirits had long ended. At this time, they let all the ghost soldiers go underground and dig a river under the imperial city in an attempt to divert the Yellow Spring River.

"You like pain, so I'll let you feel the feeling of being alive. Hehehe..." The Dragon King of Jinghe River, who was about to laugh grimly, suddenly stopped.

After a few seconds, the expression on the Dragon King of Jinghe River disappeared, and he said indifferently, "You mortal have occupied my time for too long. You are arrogant enough. Now go to hell! I am going to settle accounts with Li Shimin."

At this moment, Van Helsing, who was shocked and half disabled, climbed up with difficulty, tapped his forehead with one hand, and then tapped his chest on both sides.

"I, Van Helsing, am willing to sacrifice everything I have. Please, Archangel, grant me strength!

Let me use your holy light to punish the evil before me!"

next moment,
A white light rose above Van Helsing's head, and a pair of holy wings spread out in the light.

"what!!!!!"

"This... this... this... is... what?"

The Jinghe Dragon King roared in pain. The moment his pair of shiny wings spread out, his body began to burn and his soul disappeared. This situation made him extremely frightened.

“Mu…mu…help…”

Before he could finish his words, he disappeared completely, leaving nothing behind. At the same time, the yin energy in the entire imperial city was also gone.

The holy light disappeared soon after, and so did Van Helsing.

Van Helsing was burned by the white flames, leaving nothing behind. The two guns he brought with him were disintegrated under the holy light.

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On the cliff behind the White Horse Temple,

"Who is the Archangel?"

"Bodhisattva does not know, and my disciples do not know even more."

"Angels, messengers from heaven?"

"I don't think so. Heaven can't possibly slap itself in the face. Van Helsing doesn't look like someone from the East. I guess the archangel is a wild god from outside the domain."

"Well! Hand over what was recorded on the photo stone just now to Lingshan and ask the Buddha for his opinion on the next step."

(End of this chapter)