The ghostly voices came from all directions of the barracks, and the ghostly aura was as thick as fog.

However, Huang Xiaolong didn't have time to look at people for the time being, he looked up at the twelve ancient golden figures.

Yes, these 24 towering pillars are actually the legs of twelve golden figures.

As in the historical records, each golden figure is at least 5 zhang high, that is, more than 15 meters.

It is like 12 buildings, towering in the middle of the barracks, giving people the feeling of standing on the sky.

It was as if the mountains were suddenly erected, supporting the blue sky, and the earth sinking.

A vague and vast power emanated from it, making people almost breathless.

In the early summer of the horse, the wind and cold smoke and others were simply looking up to the mountains, and there was an impulse to bow and worship.

"This is the king's twelve golden men, the heavy weapon of the country! Sweeping the six countries!" Meng Zhuang said in a trembling voice.

In Huang Xiaolong's opinion, the most mysterious thing about the Twelve Golden Men was the runes carved on their surface.

The dense runes, one after another, were arranged into an infinite array of mysteries.

Once these formations are activated, the Twelve Golden Men will be able to burst out with earth-destroying attack power.

The five-foot-tall metal giant, even if it's just a punch and kick, can sweep through everything, which feels a little scary to think about.

Huang Xiaolong believed that even if it was a great demon glutton, or even a dragon clan, if he encountered these twelve golden people, he might not be able to please him!

"Damn, I'm here anyway, these twelve golden people, put it here, it's also idle and scattered, simply, I'll just move away!" Huang Xiaolong licked his lips.

After a pause, Huang Xiaolong explained to the person beside him. "Twelve golden people, a wonder. Collect the world's weapons and forge them. I don't know how much craftsmanship it contains, and I don't know how many warlocks' lifelong Taoism it contains... Each golden figure is a superb magic weapon, and the combination of twelve golden figures can almost make the gods fall!"

After speaking, Huang Xiaolong turned his gaze.

I saw a group of black-clothed ghost ninjas, as well as some Dongying Onmyoji, appearing not far away.

A ghost ninja at the head, his body is slender and strong, and the whole person exudes an amazing strength, and in his black eyes, he does not look like a living person, he is more like a lifeless statue than a living person.

On his body, there was still endless ghost qi steaming, making him look like a peerless killing god who came from the Nine Hells Mansion. In terms of the degree of ghost energy, it is not lost to the ghost king!

But he was a man, not a ghost. It is definitely not simple for a person to burst out with a terrifying aura like a ghost king.

Huang Xiaolong was also absolutely convinced that the leader of the ghost ninja in front of him had the combat power to kill the ghost king!

So much so that Ma Chuxia and others, when they came into contact with this person's gaze, felt chills in their hearts, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cellar.

Huang Xiaolong suddenly smiled. "Oh, you're that genius ghost ninja, Fukuda Tsuyoshi, right? What a coincidence, since you showed up by yourself, it saves me from going to you again, okay, very good. ”

The invisible battle intent, centered on Huang Xiaolong's body, diffused, and the air fluctuated like flowing water.

"Oh, you actually asked my name, and it seems that all my people died at your hands. Fukuda Gang's eyes changed, hideous and terrifying, revealing the aura of a demon king. "I think you should be cultivating the Dao Method. However, the real Taoism is no longer in Huaxia. In the midst of China, Taoism has declined. Back then, our ancestors took away a large number of spells in the pre-Qin period, and later, the first emperor Long Yan was furious and burned books to pit Confucianism, which made the inheritance of Chinese magic almost cut off! In later history, all kinds of exquisite Taoism in China were either annihilated and lost, or stolen by foreign races...... Nowadays, Huaxia relies on a Zhang Tianshi to support the façade. Jie Ji ~~ Our ancestor has woken up, Zhang Tianshi, like an ant, will become the prisoner of the ancestor sooner or later. ”

"No, no, no, you're wrong, the real magic, the Dao method, is still in Huaxia. Huang Xiaolong smiled playfully. "Come on, let me see the carving insect skills that Xu Fu passed on to you Dongying mongrels!"

"Hmph!" Fukuda Gang was full of ghosts, his eyes were murderous, his eyes were like a jackal about to eat people, a fierce ghost with deep resentment, and roared. "It's okay, I'll kill you first, and then take away the twelve golden people!"

As soon as the words fell, Fukuda just waved his hand and ordered the ghost shinobi and onmyoji under his hand. "You deal with the people around this kid, and this kid will be handed over to me to deal with..."

A large group of Oni Ninja and Dongying Onmyoji fanned out and walked towards the people beside Huang Xiaolong.

Ma Chuxia, Ying Aoshan, Feng Hanyan, Meng Zhuang and others were also quickly ready to fight.

In this ancient barracks, a fierce battle is about to break out!

"Xiaolong, don't worry, we can deal with these guys, you can teach this Fukuda Gang a good lesson, don't be distracted by us. Ma Chuxia said in a deep voice.

"These people are mine! I'm going to have enough!" Huang Xiaolong grinned.

As soon as the words fell, Huang Xiaolong's whole body was filled with Dao power, and the whole person rose up in the air, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, he ingested a handful of loess from the ground.

I only listened to Huang Xiaolong's rapid recitation. "The soil of the east mountain and the soil of the south mountain, I now step into the soil, use it to twist the mountain five zhang high, the ghost does not invade, and the sword soldiers are far away...... !!!"

Huang Xiaolong scattered the loess in his hand.

Boom! Boom!

The earth suddenly trembled non-stop, and round earth mountains rose from the ground, and the momentum was amazing!

That is, in an instant, a large circle of earth mountains as high as five zhang high completely surrounded and protected Ma Chuxia and others.

"What?" Fukuda Tsuyoshi and the others were all moved!

I never thought that Huang Xiaolong would actually have such a profound Dao method!

"This is a mantra for the mountain... The ancestor said that there is no Taoist priest in Huaxia who can use this technique... You... You ......" Fukuda Gang was already shocked.

"Hahahaha~~ What's so strange? Didn't I say it, the real magic, the Tao, is still in our Huaxia. Huang Xiaolong smiled. "Come, I'll play with you, all come up. ”

"Kill him!" Futian just knew that Huang Xiaolong was a fierce enemy, and at that moment, with an order, all the ghost ninjas rushed towards Huang Xiaolong, raising their knives and slashing, one after another amazing knife qi, all the size of a door panel, slashing towards Huang Xiaolong in the air.

Above the sword qi, there was ghost fire entangled, corroding the void, and the air was easily cut like tofu.

The Dongying Onmyoji in the back took a long-range attack, reciting incantations one by one, throwing out paper cuts, and in an instant, these paper cuts turned into tigers, pythons, stalks, or red-eyed crows, surging towards Huang Xiaolong.

"Your Dao method is very strong, I won't give you the slightest respite at all!" Futian Gang smiled fiercely, and also sent an offensive towards Huang Xiaolong.

I saw Fukuda Gang draw his knife with both hands ghostly, two ninja knives, one long and one short, and at the same time, the boundless ghost fire swept out!

This ghost fire, rising in the storm, suddenly became the size of half an acre, burning the void crackling and bursting, burning and melting, where the ghost fire passed, the void burned into a big black void, as if it was a black hole, which can devour everything!

Led by Futian Gang, this group of ghost ninjas, Dongying Onmyoji, launched a group attack against Huang Xiaolong.

Such an offensive, especially the ghost fire that Futian had just chopped out, even if it was the great master of the top ten ancient martial arts families in Huaxia, I am afraid that he would not be able to resist it, and he would be burned to ashes in one face.

However, how could Huang Xiaolong be an ordinary person?

"Hey, don't be real, you still think that we have no one in Huaxia..."Huang Xiaolong sneered, and his whole person suddenly diffused an aura of death and withering.

Next, Huang Xiaolong's right hand stretched out and pressed it lightly.

Behind his head, countless phantoms of the old monk suddenly appeared.

These monks, all with white beards and hair, sat cross-legged on the futon, chanting mantras in a mournful tone, with the smell of imminent death.

Sure enough, all of a sudden, the phantoms of these old monks were all annihilated, turned into rainbows, and rose to the sky!

It's gone!

In other words, at the same time, all the phantoms of the old monks have passed away!

At the same time, the breath of death that died and everything withered was set off like a huge wave!

This is the breath of death that emanates from the moment when the monks pass away!

Cold, silent, blood from the sky, all in all directions, all the voices of mourning and weeping!

"Silence the Mahamudra!"

Rumble~~~~!!!!

Huang Xiaolong pushed out with a palm.

This palm erupted with terrifying death qi, as well as a vast sea of smoke and boundless death power.

Bobobo~~Bobo~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Fukuda Tsuyoshi and other ghost ninjas and onmyoji, the attacks that erupted, all withered and disappeared.

The power of silence did not exhaust, and pushed it sideways.

One by one, the ghost ninja, the onmyoji, and the vitality of the whole body suddenly were drained, becoming shrunken, shriveled, and withered, as if they were dried corpses, fell to the ground, and then scattered into dust.

Die.

Annihilation.

Only Fukuda Tsuyoshi burst out with an aura comparable to that of a ghost king in his body, dispersing the aura of silence that covered him.

However, Fukuda Gang was still swept out, dressed in black, all of them exploded, and the hood covering his head and face was blown open, revealing an extremely obscene and pointed face with a goatee, probably in his thirties, with a blue face.

"Oh... You were able to dodge my Silent Mudra, and you were so-so. Huang Xiaolong grinned. "You're going to pick me up again?"

"Damn! bastard! beast!" Fukuda Gang let out a beast-like howl, and when he looked left and right, all the elites he had brought were dead, and their souls were scattered, and even the corpses were dried up and shattered, turning to ashes.

"You know you're scared, right?" Huang Xiaolong slowly landed in the void and walked towards Futian Gang like a leisurely stroll.

"Hahahaha~~~Hahahaha~~~~" Suddenly, Fukuda just looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. "What an idiot... This Qin Emperor Mausoleum, when the old ancestor led thousands of warlocks, the design was completed, and no one knew more about the various mechanisms and traps than the old ancestor... Your Taoism is really superior, but in this royal tomb, it is easier for me to kill you than to trample on an ant~~~"

"Really?" Huang Xiaolong smiled.

Futian Gang burst out of his throat, and in the next second, he took out a piece of jade pendant directly from his arms!

This jade pendant is very ancient and has the shape of a tiger's head.

"Oh, this is a tiger talisman, that is, a soldier talisman, a voucher used in ancient times to convey orders or transfer troops..."Huang Xiaolong stared at it and said.

"Die~~Die!,Bury it here!" Fukuda Gang suddenly raised the tiger talisman in his hand and roared sharply. "500,000 forbidden troops, listen to my orders!

Rumble~~~!!!!

In this barracks, a huge formation was aroused!

In this formation, there was a sudden burst of monstrous anger, evil energy, death anger, resentment, and surging Dao power!

An incomparably heavy coercion condensed over the entire barracks.

Rumble~~~~~~~!

This coercion, like a flood falling from the sky, poured down and poured into the barracks, among the dry bones!

Click~Click~~Click~~~Click~~

A strange scene has happened!

The corpses lying in the barracks seemed to be dominated and controlled by an evil force, and one by one, all of them stood up!

In the blink of an eye, the entire barracks, hundreds of thousands of white bone skeletons, all stood up, some of them still holding weapons such as spears and halberds.

"Oh, there is a formation in the barracks, which contains an evil life force composed of anger, death qi, ghost qi, resentment, and mana, which can bring all the corpses here back to life..."Huang Xiaolong groaned slightly, and then shook his head slightly. "It's not resurrection, it's the transformation of dry bones into ghouls. ”

Huang Xiaolong was groaning to himself, only to see a black aura wrapping around the corpses, so that pieces of minced flesh and carrion began to grow on these corpses.

In an instant, these white bones grew muscles, meridians, epithelium... The dense black aura fused and twisted into their muscular membranes, forming a terrifying and inexplicable power!

They even grew bloody eyes, and their eyes glared at Huang Xiaolong in unison, full of hatred, killing, and madness!

"This is the 500,000 forbidden army of the King of Qin, brave and good at fighting, destroying the six countries and sweeping thousands of armies... I want to see how you died!hahahaha!" Futian just burst out into a cold and bloody laugh, looking at Huang Xiaolong as if he was looking at a dead person.

Especially on the general's platform, on the general's throne, the dry bones entrenched, the wisps of flesh and muscles, growing wildly, its neck also turned a few times, making a terrifying sound, and a pair of miserable white pupils also grew in the originally empty eye sockets, exuding a cold breath.

Finally, the general stood up all of a sudden, and a shocking momentum erupted, as if the void and the sky above his head had been pierced through a hole at once!

Huang Xiaolong's pupils shrank slightly, he knew that the combat power of this general during his lifetime was definitely extremely strong, and he was afraid that it would surpass the Kunlun descendant, half-human, half-zombie 'He Tianchong' that Huang Xiaolong encountered in the Kunlun Secret Realm.

Keng ~~~~

The general lifted it with his hand, and the Tai'a Divine Sword inserted in the ground was lifted up by it, and in an instant, a kind of power of ten thousand swords was created out of nothing.

The general raised the Tai'a Divine Sword in his hand.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of corpse soldiers also raised their weapons, and from the depths of their throats, an obscure and hoarse roar burst out - "Wind, wind, wind, wind, wind, wind!"

Swallow mountains and rivers like a tiger!

"Hahahaha~~ Kill him for me!" Fukuda just raised the tiger talisman and ordered loudly.

Densely packed, hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops, as well as the general, all walked up towards Huang Xiaolong.

"I'll go collect the twelve golden figures first, and then come and see how you died!" Futian Gang smiled playfully at Huang Xiaolong, and then ran towards the twelve huge golden figures.

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(End of chapter)