Chapter 291: The last words of the sinner Ziying, one hundred thousand gatekeepers of the human race!
"In the tomb of the Human Emperor, there must be ghost soldiers protecting the way!"

As soon as Fengdu Taoist finished speaking, one hundred thousand ghost soldiers appeared directly from the Fengdu Ghost Seal. For a moment, the entire space below was filled with whistling winds and fluttering flags.

What appeared before the eyes of Fengdu Taoist Lord and Rensheng Taoist Lord were numerous ghost soldiers in a well-organized military formation, exuding a cold and sinister aura.

For a moment, a cold and evil aura filled the air, as if the place had been completely transformed into a ghost town, filled with the power of withering all things and the demise of life.

Each of those ghost soldiers was tall, at least seven feet tall, with an aura of death and decay, and they were wearing heavy black armor. It was unknown what material the armor was made of, and it emitted an extremely cold glow.

His face was covered with armor with hideous and ancient patterns, revealing only his cold eyes that flashed a faint blue light, which was chilling.

These ghost soldiers held long black spears with dull blades and black air wrapped around them, as if countless ghosts were screaming miserably. A cold air filled the air around them, causing the temperature to drop suddenly. This cold air made people shiver.

The ghost soldiers Gui Xin also knelt on one knee in unison and shouted, "We, the imperial guards, greet your highness! We greet your highness! We greet your highness!!!"

Roars like those of dragons and tigers echoed in the space below, deafening.

At this moment, this space really had a sense of the underworld.

The Taoist Master of Fengdu accepted the worship of tens of thousands of ghosts and demons, it was just like the Lord of the Underworld coming to the earth!

Rensheng Daojun complained: "Okay, okay, you've got all your imperial guards out. You're afraid that you won't shock Hu Bayi and the others!"

Well, with one hundred thousand imperial guards, this place is big enough!
After Fengdu Daojun received the Fengdu Ghost Seal, he looked at all the kneeling ghost soldiers and said loudly: "You all stand up."

Suddenly, the ghost soldiers stood up and lined up in an orderly manner, waiting for the next instruction from Fengdu Taoist Lord. They followed the orders strictly and were as cold as emotionless machines.

At this time, Fengdu Daojun turned to look at Rensheng Daojun and said, "It's not like you don't have the ability to call on the ghost soldiers, so why are you blaming me? Besides, the ceremony must be bigger."

"To show our welcome to our guests!"

Good, good, this kind of extreme welcome is good enough if it doesn’t scare Fatty Wang to death!

Fengdu Daojun suddenly suggested: "How about you project the virtual images of the eighteen levels of hell here?"

"The Eighteen Levels of Hell?"

The benevolent and holy Taoist rubbed his chin, it seemed that it was not impossible, he turned his head to look at the space below, and between his palms, the underground was widened countless times, layer after layer, imitating the style of a maze.

There are countless corpses and bones among them, which can be called the "Ten Thousand Bones Tiankeng". There are reliefs on each layer, depicting eerie and terrifying images such as little ghosts pulling out tongues, being boiled in oil, being in a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, and having intestines pulled out by a stone mill.

The benevolent and holy Taoist Lord summoned a group of ghost soldiers and generals, and with his full strength, he transformed them into the appearance of demons and monsters, each of which was extremely hideous, and placed them in the eighteen levels of hell.

"When they come, let them pass the levels one by one, that's good!" Rensheng Daojun said with a sly smile.

Fengdu Daojun gave a thumbs up and said, "When it comes to playing pranks on people, you are the best. You are really awesome!"

The benevolent and holy Taoist Lord waved his hand and said, "This is just the beginning. If you want to do something big, make it bigger. Now that we have the Eighteen Levels of Hell, don't we need some more stories?"

"how do you want to do it?"

"Look!"

As the palms of the benevolent and holy Taoist Lord opened and closed, a virtual shadow of a door emerged from his palms, and then turned from virtual to real, growing in the wind, and transformed into a real door to the underworld, standing above the eighteen levels of hell.

This gate is made entirely of bronze, with flying eaves on all four corners. The gate, corroded by verdigris, is as spacious as a room, with an ancient style. On the blood-rusty horizontal plaque, are engraved the three terrifying characters "Gate of Hell".

Eighteen punishment ghosts were arranged on both sides of the pass, each with its fangs bared and claws waving in different postures, vivid and lifelike. The ancient bronze trees on the side of the pass were shady, with shadows of birds and crows chirping, and cold stars and cool moon, giving people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

Then, a stone tablet over thirty feet tall rose up in front of the Ghost Gate, with ancient seal characters written on it:
"The ancestors of the human race erected a monument here!" "The human race was weak, but they had the will to constantly strive for self-improvement. The torch was passed down from generation to generation. The saints and sages of hundreds of human families sacrificed their own bones and blood and died to build this prison, finally eliminating the evil spirits from the gates of hell!"

"At this point, the world is clean and there are no more evil spirits. I hope that the future generations of the human race will never open this door again. Remember! Remember!!!"

"Although our Great Qin has fallen, it has brought eternal peace to the human race. How fortunate!"

"This is the last word of the sinner Ziying!"

After reading the above content, Fengdu Daojun couldn't help but asked in surprise: "What are you going to do?"

The benevolent and holy Taoist chuckled and said, "What do you think would happen if Hu Bayi and his companions accidentally fell into the Eighteen Layers of Hell, and then escaped from each layer, and finally accidentally used their human blood to open the gates of hell, releasing the demons and monsters sealed in the Eighteen Layers of Hell?"

“This…this…this…!”

"Shall they not condemn themselves to death?"

"Look at the inscription you erected. Countless saints and sages from hundreds of human families sacrificed their lives to seal the evil spirits in this place, and yet they broke it!"

Fengdu Daojun said speechlessly: "Be a human being!"

Unexpectedly, Rensheng Daojun shook his head and said, "First get into trouble and then make amends to save Tianqing. I think this script is pretty good. Only with responsibility can there be achievement. Give them some trials. Otherwise, let them learn these skills left by the deity for no reason?"

Fengdu Daojun narrowed his eyes: "I'm afraid your purpose is not just this!"

"Haha, the one who understands me best is Fengdu!"

"Since I have said that this ghost story may be too complicated, why not let these 'ghosts' and the three protagonists help us explore the way?"

“Who knows what unexpected surprises there might be!”

"You're dark enough!"

Fengdu Daojun pointed at Rensheng Daojun playfully, and said, "But I like it!"

At this time, Rensheng Daojun looked at the royal guards under Fengdu Daojun's command, as if he had another inspiration. He saw a ball of mysterious earth energy emerging from his palm.

With a light wave, the earth energy enveloped the 100,000 Yin soldiers and transformed them into 100,000 clay sculptures, all of which looked like Qin Terracotta Warriors. They floated up and down in the zero-gravity field that the master had set up with the geocentric magnetism.

"Ren Sheng, what tricks do you want to play?"

The corner of the benevolent and holy Taoist's mouth curled up: "Old Qin, let's go to the national crisis together, and the human race has 100,000 guards!"

"how?"

Fengdu Daojun looked at the bronze Ghost Gate that seemed to stand like a mountain, and said with a smile: "Guard the gate, guard this Ghost Gate, it is the pass that separates the human world from the netherworld, and protects the eternal peace of the human race. In this way, it will be recorded in the classics!"

"How about adding one more sentence: No one can enter or leave the gates of hell without the Qin Emperor's order?"

"I think it's okay!"

"Hahaha!!!"

They both looked up to the sky and laughed.

(End of this chapter)