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Chapter 343: The Yin Land is Shattered, the Ghost Country is Destroyed (Please subscribe, read, and comment on the monthly ticket)

"It seems you don't need my help!"

Death had expected Martin to make some more specific demands.

"Then you really underestimate me!"

Martin put on a helmet, and the mask took on the appearance of a ghost with a green face and fangs. The voice also became very ethereal, as if it came from a distant place.

"No one is more familiar with felling mountains and destroying temples than the Yellow Turban Army. While other Taoists are still staring at the wild ghosts in the mountains, we have already overthrown the gods of the Han court."

Martin shouted loudly, and yellow smoke surged from his body, reaching the yellow sky.

Burn your body to pray to the gods and pray to the heaven!
The yellow sky opened up, and souls descended from the heavens. At first, these souls were just skinny hungry men, with dark skin, skin wrapped around bones, staggering, and looking like they would fall down if the wind blew.

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian must stand!"

Martin raised the spear in his hand and smashed it hard on the ground, like a general leading the troops in front of the battlefield, and roared.

The Yellow Sky Qi surged, connecting Martin with countless souls. The originally skinny souls swelled rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they became plump and strong, with bright eyes.

Zhang Jue took a step forward and gently shook the nine-section staff. Countless talismans fell from the sky and landed on the souls, turning into solid iron armor and swords and guns shining with cold light.

Those Taiping Dao monks who were wearing Taoist robes were also wearing iron armor, holding a steel knife in one hand and a whisk in the other, muttering something and praying to the Yellow Sky, sending down billowing yellow smoke that fell on the soldiers to add magic to them.

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian must stand!"

Martin felt the power coming from the Yellow Turban Army. Even without using any magic, his body swelled a lot. He shouted this sentence again, but this time he was not shouting to Huang Tian, but to the entire underworld.

The Yellow Turban army summoned by Martin had already prepared their armor, weapons and spells. They formed a tight military formation, spread out to both sides, and began to encircle the ghost country in front of them.

When the commander Martin's voice sounded, the soldiers began to respond to the commander's call.

"If you are at the age of sixty, the world will be blessed!"

A roar like waves sounded, like a giant swinging an axe that directly tore open the chaos of the underworld and released Huang Tian's majesty.

Many lives in the underworld are staring at this ghost country. They cannot see the death that is unwilling to show up, and think that this matter is only led by Martin alone.

This ghost country is able to travel between the Yin and Yang worlds and still live safely to this day, so it is quite famous.

Those old guys living in the underworld all regarded this incident as some kind of gossip, and even started to open bets on how Martin, this gorgeous-looking guy, would die in the end.

Although living in the underworld can gain eternal life, it is too boring here and there is nothing to entertain you.

But when the Yellow Turban Army arrived, this army that once rushed towards the Han court like a moth to a flame and finally tore the sky apart showed its majesty. Those old guys hiding in the dark were frightened by this army that called itself "moth thieves."

Amid the roars of the Yellow Turban Army, they really saw the sky being torn apart, countless gods falling to the earth, then being torn apart by swords, weapons and magic, and then being torn apart by the vibrating Yellow Sky Qi.

The past history unfolded before them, and even affected the ghosts and gods in the underworld. Their forms began to collapse, and even the bodies of the ghosts and gods could no longer be maintained.

Death looked at the unfolding Huang Tian army, he just raised his hand to support his chin, he was not intimidated by the so-called Huang Tian.

No matter how high the sky is, there will be a day when it falls. Although she has never seen this kind of "sky" from other worlds, she has seen similar creations. There is nothing new about it.

After watching for a while, death left here.

Martin did not pay attention to the death. He focused all his energy on the deployment of troops. He changed the Huang Tian army's usual dense formation and instead had them keep a distance and leave enough space between each other to surround the entire Ghost Kingdom.

"With this formation, even if there are talismans engraved on the strong bows, I'm afraid it won't be able to cover the entire ghost country! If there are any omissions, there will be fish that slip through the net. After today, they will inevitably come to trouble you."

Zhang Jue only took a glance and saw the problem with this formation, and was worried about Martin's future safety.

"Master Zhang, don't worry. Since we don't have enough bows and arrows, we can use firearms to supplement them!"

Martin took out his musket, and the Yellow Heavenly Qi flowed, forming a large number of muskets and cannons, which fell into the hands of various soldiers.

As his mind was flowing, all kinds of methods of using firearms and supporting tactics were transmitted to the minds of each soldier along with the spell of the Burning Body God.

"Fire! Blast it!"

Firearms are convenient. Although the soldiers under Martin had never come into contact with these things, they became proficient in them after just two rounds of blasting.

Anyway, they have Huang Tian's support and have no shortage of bullets and shells. Even if they die, they can still walk the path of gods again.

At Martin's command, the army got busy. The soldiers pushed the cannons engraved with talismans for prayers, exorcism and guidance to the front of the battle, and then stuffed the shells filled with various gunpowder into the gun barrels.

The Taiping Dao monk used thunder magic to hit the gun barrel, and the cannon was triggered instantly.

Boom, boom, boom
Continuous explosions sounded in the underworld, and the sound spread thousands of miles away, like thunder from heaven, shaking the ghosts and gods in the underworld so much that they trembled and ran as far as they could.

The shells flew out of the gun and flames spurted out, as if tens of thousands of fire dragons flew out at the same time and hit the ghost country directly.

This ghost country was drawn by Death himself. It has the characteristics of both the Yin and Yang worlds, with thick land and borders to ensure that the lives within it will not be affected in any way.

But when tens of thousands of artillery shells hit the Ghost Country, thunder and fire burst out at the same time, shaking the Ghost Country so much that the ground began to crack, and the low-level ghosts living in it were killed in large numbers.

Those powerful ghosts and gods looked at the flames that had not dissipated for a long time, tried hard to steady their bodies that were trembling because of the thunder, and looked at their old friends.

"What should we do now?"

The ghost whose tentacles were shot off by Martin with a musket before appeared in human form. He was a feminine man with a pale face and a black veil covering his face.

"It's all your fault. Before you go out to eat people, couldn't you choose a good place?"

"That's right, that's right. We are doomed to fail this time after attracting such an evil star!"

"How about we just throw this bastard with a lot of tails out, maybe we can calm the Taoist's anger!"

The talking ghosts and gods all maintain some animal form to a certain extent, there are all kinds of them, some flying in the sky, some swimming in the water, some running on the ground.

This is the aftereffect of their inadequate spiritual practice, and they can only rely on cannibalism to survive.

The ghost god, with a black veil covering his face and known as "Many Tail", had a look of anger on his face, and was about to scold these bastards for not going to die on their own.

"That's enough. Haven't you figured out yet that someone is here to collect a debt from us?"

A Taoist priest in black robes finally appeared. He was a complete human being, looked very kind, and had his hair tied with a lotus crown.

As soon as he opened his mouth, all the ghosts and gods seemed to have thought of something and shut up instantly.

Everyone's face turned very ugly. They shook their heads left and right, sighed, and were unwilling to speak.

Boom!

Another round of bombardment began, and this time more than just thunder could be heard across the country.

The defense that the ghosts and gods had spent countless efforts to build was destroyed in the artillery fire. The raging Danyang flames squeezed in from the gaps, using Yin energy as fuel, and instantly turned into a raging fire, burning the pavilions and towers to ashes.

The ghosts living in it did not escape either. They were covered by the flames, wailed a few times, and then turned into ghosts, disappearing without a trace and heading towards death. "No, no, no!"

The ghosts and gods watched what was happening in their own kingdom and trembled in their hearts.

The young ghost collapsed and shouted, "I paid so much and gave up almost everything to get such an opportunity, not to live a life of neither human nor ghost for decades and then be killed by thunder and fire."

"at this point!"

The Taoist priest who once prayed to death for a piece of underworld land, looked at the collapse of ghosts and gods around him without any reaction, with a cold face, as if the life and death of these people had nothing to do with him.

"A thousand years ago, I begged that person to come to this land, and we agreed to set a limit of a thousand years. Now that the time has come, she will naturally take this place back."

"Besides, you know in your heart how many living people you have eaten in order to avoid becoming lonely souls."

“Karma, do you still want to escape it?”

The ghosts and gods no longer cared about the ghost kingdom. They just wanted to survive. When they heard the Taoist say this, they were furious and shouted:
"What a bullshit cause and effect. Just because you, a Taoist priest, talk about those bald asses, do you think you are noble?"

"We ate people, that's right! But since you knew that, why didn't you stop us then? Why are you pretending to be a good person now?"

"We have been in the same group for a long time. When death comes, none of us can escape!"

In the ghost country, there was a raging fire. Countless residents were killed by thunder and burned by flames. Finally, they met a dead end and turned into ghosts and then died.

The ghosts and gods hid in their little house and surrounded the Taoist priest. They looked aggressive but actually they had no confidence at all.

Letting them fight, kill and eat someone is no big deal.

But asking them to go find a god like Death to continue maintaining the ghost kingdom, let alone the idea, they don't even have the courage.

So they surrounded the Taoist priest, actually wanting to force this senior to find a way for them to survive.

The Taoist priest glanced at the group of ghosts and gods around him, and a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The general of the Taiping Dao just now was right. You are just a bunch of useless cowards."

"At this point, you are still thinking about how to escape. I tell you the truth, I have no way out, and neither do you. The only choice is how to die!"

After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he swung his long sleeves, as if with a force of ten thousand kilograms, and directly knocked away all the ghosts and gods in front of him, forcing them to make a way out.

He strode out, raised his head and laughed, "After thousands of years, I have been with a bunch of you and have lived like this. My old friend, if you see me like this in heaven, you will laugh your ass off."

"How ridiculous and pathetic!"

"Mad, idiot! What are you talking about suddenly realizing something now? Why are you pretending?"

The later comers did not have the same cultivation as the Taoist priests, and they only thought about how to survive, so they naturally thought that the Taoist priests were just pretending.

They cursed silently, looked at the people around them vigilantly, and then dispersed, trying to escape this disaster in their own way.

Outside the ghost country!

After the third round of bombardment, the barrier outside the ghost country completely collapsed, and the dark land was no longer involved and began to move away from the human world.

As Yin energy grew stronger and Yang energy weakened, all the creatures in the ghost kingdom began to transform into ghosts. Those magnificent pavilions and towers became dilapidated in the blink of an eye.

"The living may not live, and the dead may not die! Can you feel at ease if you only leave behind a broken body and linger on?"

Martin looked at the declining Ghost Kingdom and looked down on the choices these guys made.

"Ceasefire!"

He raised his hand and ordered the troops in front to stop firing cannons. "There are no organized ghosts in the ghost country. Only a few ghosts are left. Send out soldiers from each camp and hunt them separately. I don't want any alive. I just want to beat them to pieces."

At Martin's command, the Huangtian army immediately stopped shelling, and each camp began to select elite soldiers to hunt down the ghosts and gods that they had hidden.

"This is the end!"

Zhang Jue looked at the busy army and suddenly spoke with a hint of melancholy.

He always paid attention to the time in the world of the living. At this moment, it was already dusk on earth. The affairs of the underworld would be resolved on the day Martin returned.

"Master Zhang, you don't have to go back."

Martin, who was commanding the army, heard Zhang Jue's sigh and said this subconsciously.

Although Huang Tian has been forgotten in history, it is not difficult for Martin to find him and keep him.

Zhang Jue shook his head. "Just now you were mocking these ghosts and gods for being attached to the so-called human world and not wanting to go there. You said that they were stupid people doing stupid things. Why do you change your mind when it comes to me?"

"I'm not familiar with those guys, and if it were me, I would definitely have a smarter way to achieve this goal."

Martin shook his head slightly. Of course, the standards for enemies and friends were different.

"No need!"

Zhang Jue was not a mediocre person after all: "If I leave too, how will Huang Tian's people survive?"

"Martin, if you really want me to leave in peace, then let me see the most powerful general of the Taiping Dao again!"

"it is good!"

Martin smiled slightly, put away his musket, and took out his large shield and spear.

Boom!
He took a step forward, and the flow of magic power turned into yellow smoke. The yellow sky bestowed blessings, and his soul and body became one, directly transforming him into the god described in the Taiping Dao.

The spiritual light rose up and spread in all directions, directly piercing through the sorrow, hatred and anger in the underworld, and all the ghosts were wiped out.

This is the God-man coming to earth!
"Master Zhang, watch carefully!"

Martin shouted loudly, and his body continued to expand like a mountain. He raised the glittering spear in his hand, which was infected by divine power and looked like a heaven-cast spear, and smashed it down directly.

Click!

The dark soil that had carried this ghost country for a thousand years was shattered into pieces in an instant. The remaining ghosts were swept by the divine power. They felt the divine power was so overwhelming that they felt as if they were crushed by stones. They were directly turned into powder and disappeared into the underworld.

Those ghosts and gods who thought they could hide were so frightened when they saw the divine power coming towards them that their six gods jumped out from above their heads. They didn't care about disguise and used all means to escape just to avoid the spears falling on their heads.

The soldiers of the Huangtian army immediately went out and began to strangle these ghosts and gods to prevent them from returning to the human world to do evil again.

Only the master of this ghost country, the Taoist priest, did not hide.

He was eroded by Yin energy, half human and half ghost, but not as weird as other ghosts and gods. He still looked like a human, quietly looking at the deified Martin.

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