In the white space, in the city battlefield that appeared, two different ghost soldiers were strangling each other, one of them was wearing a black cloak, the other was white, and his face was covered with a layer of gray mist, which was not real at all.

The two sides used similar magic weapons, and when they looked at the past, it looked like a cloud of black clouds and white clouds were entangled and circling.

At present, there is still a situation of equal division.

But from the perspective of the overall battlefield, there is no doubt that the tactical arrangement of the black side is better.

The white side's yin willpower is even stronger, ruthless, perfectly executed the battle order, and carried out extremely precise small-scale interspersed cooperation, so for a while the two sides were in a stalemate, but, with the appearance of battle damage, the black side's yin will and military spirit began to waver.

In the end, he was defeated, but he was also defeated but not chaotic, and he evacuated in an orderly manner.

After the last group of Yin Differences left the battlefield, this incomparably real battlefield suddenly collapsed and dissipated, and re-transformed into the appearance of the underworld, Zhong Zheng, who was in the center of many Yin Differences, shook his head and said regretfully: "Defeated again." ”

Fan Wusu comforted: "Brother Zhong, your command is already very strong. ”

"It's just that those opponents are the former yin of the underworld, right?"

He couldn't help but sigh: "I have never seen such an enemy, as if there is no emotion, even if I am surrounded by it, I will not feel afraid, and I can perfectly exert my strength, that is the real Yin, much stronger than us......"

His gaze swept over the gloom around him.

After 30 days, more than 100 regimental battles of 3,000 Yin Difference are completely different from the past.

Like a forged weapon, sharpened with the flaming ice fountain, their bodies were as straight as a forest, their expressions were calm, and they did not show timidity under the gaze of the leader, seeing this, Fan Wuxu bowed his head slightly with satisfaction, feeling that this finally had the yin appearance he hoped for.

He also knew that he couldn't immediately ask these subordinates to reach the level of the underworld when the primeval was in its heyday.

One step at a time.

He turned his head and saw Zhong Zheng take out a pen and paper, and began to reflect on and summarize the battle formation this time, and admired in his heart, in the past thirty days, they had to go through as little as three times and as many as five times of high-intensity battle formation training every day, and every time the war ended, Zhong Zheng would reflect, so the terrain of Qucheng Ghost Domain was completely familiar on the fifth day.

After that, other regional terrain battles began.

From the annihilation of the whole army at the beginning, to the present situation of suppressing the cultivation of the other party, it is enough to ensure the withdrawal of the army's heart in the case of three percent of the battle losses, and under the high-density battle of the repair soldiers, not only the yin difference has grown from scratch, but the instinct to cooperate with each other has been formed, and Zhong Zheng's command ability and overall judgment have improved rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fan Wuxuan thought of what Greedy Wolf Xingjun said, and couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

It is worthy of being one of the four judgments!

............

At the same time, Zhao Li raised his hand to wipe a cold sweat.

It's so dangerous, it's almost overturned.

Zhong Zheng is growing too fast.

At the beginning, he could still enjoy the pleasure of abusing vegetables, while nostalgic for the old days, and the next day he found that Zhong Zheng's operation had become a chicken thief, and by the tenth day, Zhong Zheng had already learned all the tactical arrangements he had here, and he had innovated and played tricks.

Especially on the seventeenth day, Zhao Li showed the special magic weapon of the underworld to Yincha, and Zhong Zheng had more choices. Almost all day long, he stayed in the underworld for war simulation training, and only occasionally went back to Xiyue Pingzhou to appease the ghost cultivators who punished the evil division a little.

Then the greedy wolf seemed to know about it.

He was thrilled and felt he could help.

Zhao Li didn't care at all, after all, this is a matter of the underworld, the greedy wolf has a body, and there is no way to cause chaos if he wants to, and even thought with a little bad taste, it depends on what else you can do.

After three days of calm and calm.

Zhao found that he was still too young after all.

This stupid dog actually ran into the depths of the forest, and then I don't know what method was used, and turned back a large number of fierce beast souls, among which there are even many former beast kings, Zhong Zheng expressed his satisfaction, and held the first Yin Cha Xiu Soldier Group Exercise in the underworld, selected tall elites, and formed a special class similar to the fierce beast cavalry with these fierce beast souls.

From this time on, Zhao went from ravaging the rookie to becoming the rookie.

Until now, he had to improve the quality of his individual soldiers in order to suppress Zhong Zheng.

"The body of the commander of ten thousand ghosts, it really lives up to its name......" Zhao Li looked at Zhong Zheng, who was still pondering the battle formation at the moment, sighed, and then looked at the Casting Palace, at this moment, there were already some other things in the white space, the huge and repeated formation base, which was a special metal with strong mana adaptability.

The whole body is blue-gold.

It uses a variety of spiritual materials to depict intricate talismans.

The specific function is to integrate the mana of more than 500 people, make it orderly, and compress it inward, strengthening stability, so as to prevent this magic power from collapsing the moment it leaves the formation and turning into spiritual energy turbulence.

Heavenly Soldier Type One, two seats.

These two huge formation pedestals almost consumed Zhao Li's net worth.

From the point of view of materials, it is basically equivalent to casting a powerful magic weapon for thousands of people in one go, and its consumption can make their scalps numb and hurt their muscles and bones for most families, such as the Fang family in Xilu City, even if they smash the pot and sell iron, they can only make one at most, and it is more likely that they can't even make one.

Five hundred monks, even if it's just a Qi Vein Realm monk.

The amount of mana gathered is already an extremely impressive number.

After all, it is impossible for the formation to fully utilize the mana of every monk, there will always be overflow, Yu Jiang handily carved fifty suspended arrays at the bottom of the formation pedestal, which is generally used by the construction workshop of Yuanshuo City in order to carry large materials, and is despised by most of the heavenly craftsmen, feeling that this thing is lowly and not equipped with heavenly craftsmanship, but Yu Jiang does not care about these, and only thinks that everything is mainly practical.

This formation was originally intended to be simple to move for the Heavenly Soldier Type One.

But he didn't expect that it was the ghost cultivator who used the huge formation base mobilized by these five hundred people.

Ghosts don't have weight, this level of hanging array can already make this giant magic weapon fly on its own, although the speed is not fast, but sometimes, it is the slow speed, which will give people an indescribable sense of oppression.

Zhao Li has not been uncommon in the past few days, a formation pedestal with a radius of five hundred meters.

There is a faint blue formation streamer underneath, densely packed on top, standing in a row of yin people dressed in black, because the mana cultivated is in a gray mist state, when casting the spell, it seems that the hem of the clothes has formed a fog, and among the large clouds and clouds, there is a ghost cultivator who stands like a pine, accompanied by the sound of heavy war drums.

Then a dark torrent of mana erupted, accompanied by a huge roar like thunder.

It runs for several miles, and it lasts for a few breaths before slowly dissipating.

The feeling of oppression is almost full.

It's a pity that the magic weapon of the particularity of Tianzhu has not been able to be deduced by Yu Jiang, but even if it is forged, Zhao Li is not willing to smash it out so easily, it is almost equivalent to an attack with a magic weapon of blasting, the enemy hurts, he hurts, and his flesh hurts.

Zhao Li's gaze fell on the area where the body was located, and it was in Qucheng.

Nearby was the ghost domain of Qucheng, he could see the dark ghost aura of the ghost domain, the gloomy aura, but the original evil qi had begun to calm down, according to the art of looking at qi, the battle and killing there had stabilized, and it was no longer as dangerous as before.

It's almost time.

Zhao Li bowed slightly.

At this moment, all the yin in the underworld, Zhong Zheng, who was reflecting on the cooperation of the battle array, and Fan Wuxu, who was the general of the underworld, all heard the vast voice, as if coming from the sky-

Defeat the ghost domain of Qucheng.

PS: Today's first update......

Thanks to Edgar Allan Poe