Chapter 668 Chaos begins
The underworld on New Year’s Eve is as lively as the Zhongyuan Festival, and the market is prosperous, and many ghosts are playing outside.
But on such a festive day, many resentful ghosts suddenly broke out in the market, and they attacked all the ghosts in the market without any difference, and were in chaos.
In addition to devouring innocent ghosts, they also spread resentment, infecting more ghosts, and disrupting the order of the market.
Resentment spreads rapidly in the market like a virus, including the secrets of maintaining order.
"I'll go, has the Netherworld Abyss opened? How come so much resentment emerged?!"
Looking at the strong resentment in the air, Xi Jun was shocked.
The muzzle was aimed at the resentment in the air, Xiao Jing fired one shot after another to clear the resentment in the air, "You have to hurry up and stop these resentment from spreading."
If you continue to spread by these resentment, let alone the market, the ghosts in the entire underworld will become resentful ghosts without reason.
Other villains attacked the resentment in the air, and those resentment would take the initiative to attack them like living things.
They have to avoid resentment attacks and prevent them from being eroded by them, while attacking and cleaning them.
Xi Jun also joined the cleaning ranks, his spear swept across the thousands of troops, and he cleared the resentment after the resentment, and the next second, more resentment emerged.
In addition to the market, there are also the evil ghosts in the eighteen levels of hell who are also infected by resentment. They ignore the punishment inside, attack their companions around them, and devour them.
Many sinners stationed in the eighteen levels of hell were unfortunately infected, and each level of hell was covered with resentment. "Ah!" An offensive that was so great that the enemy was overturned to the ground. The next second, countless enemy ghosts jumped into the air and rushed towards Yincha with their teeth and claws.
Just when the fool thought he was going to be torn apart by these resentful ghosts, a huge brush flew out of the air, easily knocking all resentful ghosts away, and his soul was scattered.
Yincha turned his head and the man in a black uniform came back light. Seeing the sign of the senior concubine on the other party's shoulders, the Yincha immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Reinforcements are coming.
Qi Ming raised his hand and waved his pen back into his hand. His face darkened, and the pressure belonging to the Ghost King spread around.
The Ghost King came out, and hundreds of ghosts surrendered. In an instant, the resentful ghosts and secret messengers who were still fighting with their companions all fell to the ground, their souls trembling with fear.
Qi Ming picked up his brush and quickly drew several talismans in the air. Runes with powerful ghost power flew out. The moment the runes passed by the resentful ghost, the resentful ghost was scattered.
After a few breaths, the resentful ghosts and the resentment drifted in the air were all removed, leaving only a few evil deeds controlled by the resentment.
The eighteen levels of hell are all evil ghosts with great sins. There is no need to clear up the resentment one by one to save them, just kill them directly.
Qi Ming drew another talisman to clean up the resentment of the evil men, and then rushed to the next level of hell.
According to the same method, we should clear up resentment and resentful ghosts layer by layer.
Until the last level of the Abyssal Hell, the ghost power on his body had been consumed a lot.
The Infinite Hell is the most dangerous and terrifying place among the eighteen levels of hell. The resentment here is heavier than other levels, but wherever you see, there is a desolate place without a ghost or a single evil.
This does not mean that it is a good thing. There is no ghost, which often means that there are more powerful existences here and other ghosts are swallowed up.
Qi Ming held the brush in his hand tightly and carefully investigated the surrounding environment.
Dadadada... There was a heavy footstep sound from afar. The footsteps in the quiet environment were infinitely amplified, and the crisp sound of iron chains dragging on the ground.
Qi Ming looked over and saw a tall figure slowly walking towards this side in the mist in the distance.
It turned out to be a resentful ghost who is about to break through to the Ghost King Realm at the peak of the Ghost General!
Qi Ming's face changed. Although the other party has not yet broken through the Ghost King Realm's cultivation level, the other party is a resentful ghost, and his ghost power is now depleted. If he really wants to fight, he may not be able to subdue the other party easily.
Qi Ming immediately decided to leave and went back to find reinforcements to deal with the resentful ghost. Just as he left, the other party's face suddenly appeared in his sight.
Qi Ming was stunned, his face was so familiar...
It was a middle-aged male ghost. He was wearing tattered armor, under his messy long hair, a tough and handsome face, and thick iron chains were placed on his feet.
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"Dad, I want to ride a big horse too."
The little boy who was not yet taller than the horse's legs looked up at the man on the horse with admiration.
The man laughed twice, waved his hand and picked up the little boy and put it in front of him, "Come on! Daddy will take you to ride a big horse." "Riding a big horse~"
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"Dad, why do we have to fight?"
"Because people are greedy."
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"Dad, I will become a general like you in the future."
"Hahaha...My son is so ambitious!"
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Countless memories rushed into his head, sadness and pain swept across his body. Qi Ming was unstable and staggered a few steps.
He remembered...all of them...
He is not a Japanese man, he is Qi Ming, those Japanese memories are all Yang Fan, she is the Japanese man...
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The uncle of the junior teacher... he remembered...
"Dad..." Qi Ming raised his head with difficulty, and with a puff, a long spear penetrated his chest.
Everything around seemed to be still.
His eyes moved along the spear to his face, and when he met those cold eyes, Qi Ming's heart hurt even more.
"Dad...I'm sorry..."
He once again forgot to rescue his father from the Avici Hell.
Using his father's hand, he can restore his memory.
Seeing my father again and again, forgetting his existence again and again, letting him stay here and endure endless pain.
Qi's father, who had become a resentful ghost, spoke mechanically, "Kill Qi Ming."
Qi Ming's heart trembled, and suddenly a severe pain in his head, and something was about to come out of his mind.
The fate of the Japanese!
Qi Ming hurriedly stabilized the fate of the Japanese who was about to be restored, and tried to suppress it in his body and clear his memory.
He used his strength to feel more painful in his chest, and the blackness tugged the wound like a blade.
Qi Ming endured the severe pain and mobilized the ghost power to suppress the Japanese destiny that was about to move.
He has failed several times, but this time he doesn't want to fail!
The one who belongs to Yang Fan also has his memories crazily tearing his soul, and his fate that wants to return to his original position hits his body.
Qi Ming was suffering tremendous pain and his body curled up unconsciously.
It hurts so much...
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight.
The destiny of the Japanese can turn his cultivation into a ghost king, but things that do not belong to him will also bring him unimaginable pain and torture.
If he is not careful, he will become a fool who doesn't know what he doesn't know.
"Kill Qi Ming..."
Qi's father suddenly attacked him.
While constantly clearing his memories and suppressing the Japanese destiny, Qi Ming responded to Qi's father's attack in a mess.
After dealing with two difficult moves, Qi Ming was knocked away and hit the ground hard.
"Puff...cough cough cough..."
Suddenly, a pair of black and somewhat familiar shoes appeared in his sight.