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Chapter 962 It is wrong to have too good law and order in the wilderness, there are people squatting in the grass in ten directions

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    Qin Yang tried for a long time, but the setting just failed.

    Even gritted his teeth for the last time, with a cruel heart, he removed his private goods, leaving only the item of reincarnation, and the private goods will be supplemented later.

    Unexpectedly, if there is no private goods, it will not pass.

    Qin Yang was stunned for a long time, pondering over and over again, and probably guessed that sending the undead spirits away from the realm of the dead might also be regarded as weakening the realm of the dead itself.

    After all, macroscopically speaking, all the dead spirits in the Realm of the Dead are part of the Realm of the Dead.

    Holding a small knife in his hand, he cut the meat one by one, bit by bit. It was estimated that there would be no problem. If a big hole was directly pierced and water was continuously released, the nature would be different.

    Qin Yang is a little worried. Strictly speaking, what he is doing now is purely doing good deeds, not asking for anything in return, not leaving his name, and not needing to know the name of the other party.

    All he wanted was quantity. He walked quietly across the wilderness, measuring the world with his feet, and almost wiped out all the ominous creatures crouching in the corners of the wilderness.

    All these ominous things add up, but there are actually not many.

    Especially the ones with extremely strong strength, the ones that have been around for an unknown number of years, are very rare.

    Because of the emergence of the Realm of the Dead, these dog kings all went to the Realm of the Dead happily.

    According to the legends that have been handed down, there is the destination of the dead and their opportunity.

    Even if the truth is only the saying that there is a realm of the dead, who knows about this.

    There are too many messy legends attached to the Realm of the Dead, and they all regard the Realm of the Dead as a place of hope.

    When I feel that there is such a place, I have been thinking for many years, so I don't think too much.

    Who would have known that apart from being huge, the Realm of the Dead is simply a ghostly place where you can't even see bird droppings.

    Even the goddamn mountains and rivers were painted with the help of painters. If you tell them, who would believe it?

    When Qin Yang saw it with his own eyes, he felt that the world view had collapsed, let alone these old dogs whose world view had long been fixed.

    So much so that now, an ominous person who was a Daoist monarch in his lifetime can no longer be seen.

    Qin Yang likes the one that can turn into ominous, at least his strength will not be too weak during his lifetime.

    Those fallen monks I met along the way were purely luck, their strength was too poor, and there were very few masters.

    In the final analysis, it was his own fault again.

    Who told him to make the law and order of the Great Wilderness so good? Thinking of this, Qin Yang held his breath.

    The day before yesterday, I finally saw the two forces of the East China Sea and the South China Sea fighting in the Bailanghai at the junction. It seemed that there was a real fire.

    As soon as Qin Yang saw the commotion, he saw the ugly chicken riding its younger brother whizzing by, and when it came up, it vomited on both sides of the face, and the mouth was fragrant for a long time.

    In the final analysis, in one sentence, the dog beat the donkey to death, and if he couldn't beat them to death, both of them were grandson thieves. It happened that they were dead, and the benefits here were freed up for others.

    What a great day, but what a great opportunity, if you don't hurry up to make money, hurry up to practice, are the two of you out of your mind?

    When Qin Yang was happily waiting for the two groups of people to blow the ugly chicken's head off together, the two groups of people thought so deeply and made peace.

    Only at this time did Qin Yang react.

    ?This is how the Ghost resolves disputes as a middleman in the East China Sea and South China Sea?

    A mouthful of old blood stuck in Qin Yang's throat, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't.

    The ugly chicken, relying on being the undisputed number one confidant of the veteran, is simply lawless and unscrupulous.

    Qin Yang didn't show up, Yixing hid himself, and quietly followed the ugly chicken around.

    This stuff is really old-fashioned, no matter which two forces started to quarrel, or several forces, it used to be a bowl of water, and everyone vomited.

    Strongly pull away the hatred, and then everyone will stop talking and make peace.

    Pulling on Qin Youde's tiger skin, and breathing out the fragrance of the ugly chicken, these guys regard it as a symbol of frankness, impartiality, fairness and openness.

    What is this called.

    Qin Yang felt that his plan to send away millions of fine monks would definitely not work in the Great Wilderness.

    The ominousness is gone.

    With the current law and order in the Great Wilderness, it has been several years, and there is no strong person above Shenmen, who died because of the fight.

    Qin Yang sullenly prepared to leave the Great Wilderness and go to other places.

    Even a strong point?The other party screamed and asked for help weakly, and began to study.

    Several days later, Qin Yang turned and left.

    When he reached the shore, Qin Yang gave up his life and left on the waves.

    Pass the water curtain with ease and enter the sea of ??bitterness.

    As soon as he arrived here, he saw a large ship appearing from the mist.

    Even with his current strength, he couldn't help beating wildly when he saw this big ship made of condensed evil spirits that almost exploded with resentment.

    The stronger it is, the more terrifying it will feel.

    The giant who cut the real dragon, the god of killing among the gods of killing, killed himself so much that he was afraid of himself.

    The huge ship stopped in front, the helmsman with chains wrapped around his body and a black cloth covering his head stepped forward and bowed.

    "Meet the sect master."

    Qin Yang boarded the ferry, took out a ticket and handed it to the other party.

    After receiving the ferry ticket and completing the handover of ferry funds, Qin Yang took out another stack of ferry tickets and handed them over to the other party.

    "If you meet a suitable person who is willing to be a ferryman in the sea of ??suffering, you can figure it out, or discuss it with the seniors in the sect."

    The helmsman nodded.

    Who asked Qin Yang to supplement the setting and strengthen the Ferrymen of the Sea of ????Bitterness, but he has the authority to issue qualification certificates. Now, this thing is so precious that it will die.

    The priceless treasure of Zhenger Bajing.

    Even if this ghost thing was written by Qin Yang casually, he could write tens of thousands of pages a day.

    This time, the helmsman didn't pull anyone else, and asked everyone else to wait. This trip was specially sent by the sect master.

    Seeing that this time, the evil star at the helm seems to have sobered up a lot, and his rationality is on the line, Qin Yang is not so nervous at the beginning.

    Really standing on this boat, he would be silenced, and the hull of the boat was too fierce, he felt like this boat was imprisoning Huanglong.

    After passing the sea of ??suffering, Qin Yang went to squat in the eternal purgatory for a period of time. After enlightenment, he almost obtained the method of the sixth level of eternal purgatory.

    After turning around, looking at his old friends, and confirming that nothing had changed for the time being, Qin Yang continued to move forward, and arrived at the first station of the Ministry of Rebirth, the only way for all undead, and pulled out the banner of Emperor Fengdu.  Continue to send people to die.

    In this ghost place, after so many years, a lot of dead spirits have been accumulated, and they are all waiting to die and not moving forward.

    And those who were still here back then have already moved on.

    Qin Yang grinned almost to the base of his ears.

    What else is there to say, let's start working.

    Stamping, recording, whitewashing, rebirth, a whole set of procedures, extremely skillful.

    This time it was much simpler than before, everyone was a program, and people from the Ministry of Rebirth helped.

    The speed has naturally increased a lot.

    Seeing all the big bosses being washed away by him and sent away to die, Qin Yang was full of energy and didn't feel boring at all.

    If you really continue to move forward and reach the huge realm of the dead behind the door, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to fool around.

    Fortunately, in the realm of the dead, there is basically no turning back, only forward.

    Appearing here, one counts as one, and ninety-nine out of ten are willing to die.

    In this case, it can be regarded as a great contribution to the realm of the dead. If these people go to the back, they will have to start all over again.

    All the gods and bodies who were beaten here were wiped out, but they were really dead.

    Qin Yang became cruel. Whatever he said this time, he had to work hard here for thousands of years. As the realm of the dead evolved deeper and deeper, the quality of the undead that appeared continued to decline.

    Whatever you say, you must put some of the strongest undead in the early stage, as long as they are willing, all of them will be stamped with a big seal and sent away to die.

    I still don¡¯t believe it. Eighty percent of the strong men who have appeared since ancient times have all been sent away to die. After thousands of years, after ten thousand years, at least half of the strong men of the human race in the ten directions will be covered.  printed.

    Bottom-up, and finally developed into top-down

    Huliang Island, who is still working hard, meticulously nourishing the incarnation of Huliang fragments, raised his eyelids, and then silently continued to nurture.

    The avatars are still there, but all the avatars can feel that the dead air has begun to appear on them. However, those dead airs have disappeared the moment they reappear.

    All were transformed into the incarnation of the innate worm shell.

    The incarnation is a thing of the realm of the dead, it doesn't matter at all, it should be a tonic for the hometown

    Shifangjie, the pot beam fragments here, fell into the seabed near an island, and were submerged only a few dozen feet below the sea surface.

    Mei Yan, who appeared from here, looked around vigilantly, everything was silent, and there was no sign of anyone being active.

    He sneaked into the forest in the middle of the island and hid. Every day, he only had a routine rest, wandering around, looking for traces of life.

    High in the sky, in a floating building hidden there, a monk wearing a jade crown and a circle of runes on his iris quietly looked at the plum salt below.

    He took out a jade book and wrote on it.

    "A monk of the magic way, his strength is extremely weak."

    With just a few strokes, Meiyan's body shape, appearance, soul, and even breath are all included in the jade book.

    After a while, the jade book turned into a stream of light and disappeared.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)The seabed near the island is submerged to a depth of only ten feet below the sea surface.

    Mei Yan, who appeared from here, looked around vigilantly, everything was silent, and there was no sign of anyone being active.

    He sneaked into the forest in the middle of the island and hid. Every day, he only had a routine rest, wandering around, looking for traces of life.

    High in the sky, in a floating building hidden there, a monk wearing a jade crown and a circle of runes on his iris quietly looked at the plum salt below.

    He took out a jade book and wrote on it.

    "A monk of the magic way, his strength is extremely weak."

    With just a few strokes, Meiyan's body shape, appearance, soul, and even breath are all included in the jade book.

    After a while, the jade book turned into a stream of light and disappeared.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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