"Devil May Cry! Since you captured the five people alive, I think you must have a plan for the next step!" Peng Jun also has his own plans for the five people captured by Devil May Cry, but since Devil May Cry can take the risk of capturing the five people alive, it is expected that Devil May Cry not only wants to show it, but I am afraid that there are other ideas, and Peng Jun is also ready to test it further. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Devil May Cry was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that some of his careful thoughts would be noticed by Peng Jun, and he didn't hide it, Devil May Cry bowed down and said: "That's right! The little one does have some ideas! Before he could say it, he was noticed by the master! The little one thought that he could use this patrol team to attract more ghost pawns, and the master could use the Soul Gathering Banner to refine and subdue it! In this way, the Ghost Army could be wiped out effortlessly!"

I have to say that the method given by Devil May Cry is stable and easy to implement, if Peng Jun would have taken this method in the past, but not now, because Peng Jun has no time, after all, Liu Yan is still in the hands of the ghost king, if it is delayed like this, I am afraid that the elf ghost Liu Yan will have turned into a pile of white bones long ago.

"I'm here to save people!, there's not so much time to wait!" Peng Jun thought for a moment when he heard this, then shook his head and vetoed Devil May Cry's method, "Although you can't wipe out the Devil Army as you said, you can also subdue some Ghost Army for discord!" Peng Jun changed his words and smiled knowingly.

Although it was dark night, I couldn't see the bright smile on Peng Jun's face at all, but I really felt that Peng Jun was smiling, and it was still that kind of friendly and harmless bright smile, but Devil May Cry experienced a taste of conspiracy in this friendly atmosphere, which made him shudder.

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"What! Someone dares to offend the majesty of our Dark Raven Legion! Don't die!" The middle-aged man in the main hall, dressed in general armor and majestic clothes, stared at a pair of dark eyes that almost breathed fire, and roared in a low voice, like an angry and crazy tiger king who wants to devour the living, more precisely, more like a soul devouring tiger king. That's right! It's the Dark Tiger, the majestic middle-aged man in the general's armor is the mighty beast general of the Mighty Ghost Battlefield and the Lord of the Dark Raven Legion.

"Who did it?" the beast calmed the Tiger and asked the thin man in a black feather coat beside him. The two of them sat and stood one by one, and from the point of view of respect, the black-feathered man seemed to be a subordinate of the Dark Tiger, but between the words, the Dark Tiger had a very respectful taste for the thin black-feathered one.

"Alas! It's a bit embarrassing! The Qianfu battalion sent by his subordinates and a hundred-legion battalion of the crows have not survived, only the child escaped, but he also made it look like a bald chicken!" The black feather cloak covered the face of the crow, so he couldn't see the specific expression at all, but he could hear the pity of the crow from his tone, but whether it was a thousand battalions that regretted the loss? Or was it a pity that his son was made like a bald chicken?

"However, according to my unsuccessful little man's confession, as well as the investigation sent by my subordinates on the spot, the group of people who attacked the 100-person camp of the Dark Crow is strong! There is also a kind of spiritual fire that specializes in restraining ghosts!" The Dark Crow told the Fierce Beast General Dark Tiger what he learned one by one, "And this spiritual fire is definitely not something that our ghost qi battlefield can have! It must be something from the outside world!"

"Oh, the outside world?" Stygian Tiger didn't have the slightest doubt about the Raven's words, "Could it be that the one above knows about us and wants to attack us?"

"No!" the Raven shook his head and rejected, "If that one had known about us, I'm afraid he would have done it with great fanfare!"

"People from the outside world break in? How this ghost qi battlefield is formed may not be clear to others, don't you and I still don't know? How is it possible!" the Stygian Tiger shook his head and vetoed the idea of the Dark Crow, "Do you think this ghost qi battlefield is really like a broken sieve, leaking a hole here, leaking a crack there? If this is the case, I'm afraid the one above will have left a long time ago!"

"I don't mean it could be that the ghost came out of there!" the crow looked at the tiger and continued, "After all, one person has already come in, so it may not be impossible to come in the second, or the third, or the fourth......"

Listening to the raven's words, the dark tiger's eyes lit up, but the next moment he shook his head and vetoed: "Have you heard any recent movement from the ghost? No! If someone really breaks in, how can they not clash with that kid of the ghost! After all, it is not easy to easily destroy the crow centurion camp!" The tiger sighed and said worriedly, "If it is really someone from the outside world, it is nothing, I'm afraid that the person above thinks that our power is too great and wants to suppress us! If this is the case, then we will not have a good life in the future!"

"Could it be the treasure that the ghost tiger got from catching that human last time? If that's the case, then you really have to take precautions, the one above may want to do it!"

"Crow, why don't we ......" A chill flashed in the Tiger's eyes, "Let's do something in advance!" Although he was decisive, the Tiger was really a little uncertain in his heart, so he stared at the Raven as if he wanted to get the right answer from the Raven.

"Hiss......" The crow gasped, the strength and power of the Dark Tiger is strong, but it also depends on who it is compared with, compared with the powerful ghost general or the powerful corpse general, the powerful beast will be the dark tiger is indeed powerful, but compared with the ghost king, it is a small thing.

"Could it be that the adults have regained their strength, can they make a move?" asked the crow, who seemed to think of something, and was very excited, and his gray eyes flashed with a brilliant light.

"Although the strength of the adult has not fully recovered, he can deal with the one above!" When the 'adult' was mentioned, the Dark Tiger's originally somewhat apprehensive heart was completely calmed and full of confidence, giving people the feeling that it seemed to believe in the meaning of eternal life of the 'adult'.

"Since the adults can make a move, then our actions may not be impossible!" the crow thought for a while, and continued, "Now we can make a fuss about the destruction of the crow centurion camp, and we can clean up the ghost and the ghost tiger kid first! After all, he is a loyal master!

"Well!!" Stygian Tiger felt that the advice given by the Dark Crow was very feasible, and then asked, "How should we deal with the Fierce Corpse General?"

"As long as the general destroys the ghost general's ghost army, the corpse will be handed over to me! My subordinates are eighty percent sure that they will be pulled into our side!"

"Okay, then let's not be idle, let's go and arrange it now!" said the Stygian Tiger and couldn't wait to walk out of the house. The crow was also in a good mood, smiled, and then went out.

On the other hand, after Peng Jun refined and subdued a patrol team of people, he used this patrol team to pretend to ventilate and report the news, and led the Qianfu battalion of the Powerful Ghost Army to the ambush circle, and fought a scattered situation, all the big and small leaders were captured alive, and the ghost pawns were injured countless times, and even the ghost pawns who occasionally escaped were seriously injured and the ghost body was dim, because Peng Jun wanted to provoke the Mao Dun between the powerful ghost generals and the fierce beast generals, if all the people were annihilated, it would be counterproductive, but if they were allowed to escape, they were afraid of self-defeating, so Peng Jun had to play the role enough, plus the ghost soldiers under his hands were all subdued by the Fierce Beast Legion, as long as Peng Jun did not take the initiative to show his body, it was really impossible to show his flaws。

After this battle, the souls in the Soul Gathering Banner have reached nearly 1,500, including more than 500 soul beasts, 1,000 ghost soldiers, and the ghost generals have also increased from the original three to ten.

"Angry!" Peng Jun released the Powerful Ghost Commander who had just been refined and subdued, and ordered, "You go back and inform the Powerful Ghost Army of what happened, and intensify the Mao Dun between the Powerful Ghost General and the Powerful Beast General, if possible, it is best to let them meet each other!

"The subordinates must do their best, and they will live up to the trust of the master!" Anger knelt down on one knee and respectfully gave a military salute, and was about to leave without the slightest defense, Peng Jun suddenly slapped his palm on Anger's chest, and the anger hit the ghost body dimly, and he said a little inexplicably, "Master......!

It can be said that Peng Jun doesn't have to make a move if he wants to kill him, just a thought, so why bother! Therefore, he concluded that Peng Jun's palm must be strange, but he is a little uncertain about what he wants.

Peng Jun was very satisfied with the angry reaction, after all, a simple martial artist to do such a subtle thing, Peng Jun was really not at ease, and then explained: "Only when you go back with a serious injury will not arouse suspicion!"

He suddenly realized that he immediately took out his blade and slashed a few times on his body, and then immediately applied healing medicine, and he had to act in a good position.

Seeing the inference of anger and the courage to scratch himself, he appreciated the anger even more, and at this moment Peng Jun felt that the ghost soldier commander he had been looking for had finally appeared!

From the moment he entered the ghost qi battlefield, Peng Jun felt that this place was not simple, so he did not dare to expose it easily, but now it seems that Peng Jun still underestimated the overall power of this ghost qi battlefield. After many inquiries, Peng Jun dared to conclude that the so-called three ghost generals on the ghost qi battlefield were definitely the strength of the ghost king level, and as for the mysterious ghost king, the strength was probably even more unfathomable.

"If the Ghost King is not afraid in the Ning Dan Period, with the purity of his own spiritual power and the soul sense comparable to that of an immortal, even the strength of the One-Horned Ghost King to reach the Feather Stage has the strength to fight, but if it is higher, then ......" Thinking of this, Peng Jun shook his head, sighed and said, "It's still not enough! I don't even have a blade to take advantage of!" Peng Jun suddenly thought of the bamboo stick he got in Cangyun Mountain.

Since the emerald green bamboo strips fused with the tattered cloth, Peng Jun really hasn't studied it carefully, even if he occasionally looks at it, he doesn't find anything special, and Peng Jun forgets about it because he is busy with some messy things, and now Peng Jun is facing the unfathomable strength of the ghost king and lacks the blade in his hand, only then does he think of the purple bamboo strips and some sundries after the fusion.

The Qiankun Hundred Treasure Bag is sent by the ancestor of the returning home, some of Peng Jun's belongings are stored here, Peng Jun can't help but pour out the sundries, and take stock of them one by one, the bundle of immortal pendants, white phosphorus and the thirteen inner fan bones obtained from the Guiling Mansion, the one-foot-long bamboo knots obtained from the green python, the Youhai Sword obtained from the Muntjac Ancestor, and the purple bamboo strips fused with emerald green bamboo strips and rags.

"Hey, don't say that the Qiankun Hundred Treasure Bag given by the ancestor is really not bad!" Feeling that a small cloth bag can not only hold many objects, but also extremely convenient to access, and most importantly, the weight is extremely light, and it has been stored several times in a row, Peng Jun can't help but sigh in surprise.

Although these objects did not have much power, the spiritual power in them was extremely sufficient, just in case, Peng Jun did not rush to investigate, but arranged a small hidden formation to prevent the spiritual power from leaking and exposing the traces.

"Frost!" When Devil May Cry stood on the side saw Peng Jun take out the Youhai Sword, the whole person was stunned, like a sculpture straight and straight pestle there, motionless, but his expression was extremely colorful, sometimes excited, sometimes infatuated, sometimes confused, sometimes complaining, sometimes nostalgic, it seemed that what was placed in front of Devil May Cry was not a sword, but a long-missed lover.

"Devil May Cry! what's wrong with you?" Peng Jun asked, sensing Devil May Cry's unusually unstable mood.

Devil May Cry didn't seem to hear Peng Jun's words, his eyes stared straight at the Youhai Sword, his eyes revealed endless sadness and infatuation, his hands trembled and held the Youhai Sword, full of love and gently stroked, as if it was a fine and fragile treasure. What's even more bizarre is that with every touch of Devil May Cry, the Ghost Sea Sword seems to respond with a faint blue light, and when the light of the Ghost Sea Sword body flickered more and more dazzlingly, the ghost body of Devil May Cry became more and more sluggish and dissipated. But Devil May Cry still caressed the Sea Sword lovingly, and hugged it tightly into his arms, as if he wanted to merge with the Sea Sword and never separate from each other again.

Originally, Peng Jun planned to give it to You'er as a blade for self-defense, but after You'er's self-murder, Peng Jun felt that this Youhai Sword was unlucky for You'er, so he took it back despite You'er's objections and was forgotten in the Qiankun Treasure Bag.

Peng Jun wanted to stop the crazy move of merging Devil May Cry and the Ghost Sea Sword, but seeing Devil May Cry's obsessive and reluctant appearance, a certain string in his heart was plucked, and he couldn't help but think of the sadness and grief at the moment when You'er pulled out his sword and killed himself, so Peng Jun sighed slightly and shook his head and retreated.

Although both machine spirits and ghosts belong to the category of souls, there is an essential difference in the process of their formation, the machine spirit is a qualitative change caused by the accumulation of blades over a long period of time and the spiritual power reaches a certain amount, while ghosts are transformed by the fusion of souls and the qi of death. But most of the blades are made of flame quenching, so the blades will be more or less contaminated with some flame breath, so the soul body of the blade's instrument spirit is mostly masculine, and the ghost is formed by fusing the qi of death, which is the so-called ghost qi, and the ghost qi belongs to the yin and evil qi, so it also causes the soul body of the ghost to belong to the negative, and the yin and yang are mutually restrictive, so it is absolutely impossible for Devil May Cry to be fused with the Ghost Sea Sword, even if the material of the Ghost Sea Sword itself belongs to the cold material, but because of the little flame yang energy contaminated during the quenching, it is doomed to the demise of Devil May Cry, and it will completely die, and the Ghost Sea Sword will also become a vanadium iron due to the erosion of Devil May Cry Ghosts.

According to Peng Jun's character of treating wealth as his life, he will never let Devil May Cry's crazy actions lose a spiritual weapon with excellent materials, an ordinary aura is worth ten thousand gold, not to mention the Youhai Sword, a spiritual weapon that is comparable to an immortal weapon in terms of material, perhaps because Peng Jun has also suffered the pain of losing his beloved, so even if Peng Jun suffers the heartache of losing ten thousand gold, he has not stopped Devil May Cry, which belongs to the madness of seeking death.

Perhaps because he was sure that Devil May Cry would die, or perhaps he couldn't bear to see the madness of Devil May Cry cause his inner sorrow, Peng Jun turned all his attention to the purple bamboo strips. Looking at the three-foot-long bamboo, as well as the tiny hair-like grooves on the bamboo, and the faint aura like a spiritual snake, all show the extraordinary nature of the bamboo. Since the battle between Cangyun Mountain and Yuan Hong, the bamboo strip erupted with amazing healing light, the bamboo strip seemed to be silent, there was no reaction, Peng Jun also once sacrificed, and there is a faint connection between the bamboo strip, perhaps because the connection is too weak, so Peng Jun never knew what kind of secret this bamboo strip hid, but Peng Jun had a feeling, that is, this bamboo strip is a broken object, because there are too many fragments, it is impossible to see what it is used for.

"Broken objects! bamboo! There are also bamboo joints! Fan bones! There are also bundles of fairy pendants! Bundle of immortal pendants! Huh!" While fiddling with the bundle of immortal pendants, Peng Jun suddenly noticed a strange phenomenon, that is, the material of the bamboo strips, bamboo joints and fan bones seems to be the same, "The material is the same! Could that be a broken part? But the bamboo strips and bamboo joints are not close to the fan bones at all! Is that not a fan bone? It is very likely! Thirteen fan bones seem to be a bit much! But what are the fan bones?" Peng Jun felt a little headache, and he was dizzy and dizzy, but it still didn't have any effect, but became more and more chaotic.

"No! The green python once threatened me, saying that the ancient fan is not something I can have! It also mentions the main fan bone and the outer fan bone, but this bamboo and bamboo stick are not next to the fan! Could it be that this bamboo and bamboo are not part of the ancient fan? But if it weren't for the material, it would be the same?" Suddenly, Peng Jun's mind flashed the scene of the original fusion of the bamboo strip and the rag block, "The fusion of the rag block and the bamboo strip seems to be stained with my blood! Is it necessary to use blood as a guide to fuse? Well! Try it, maybe it can really be!" Peng Jun reported the idea of using a dead horse as a live horse doctor and was ready to try it.

Peng Jun didn't hesitate too much, he gently bit his index finger, and the slightly thin blood slowly overflowed and condensed on his fingertips, and the pink blood beads were crystal clear and exuded a strange color, looking strange and smart.

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