Boom!

A huge airflow erupted, sending Shen Lin flying out directly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He staggered to the ground, and when he got up, he saw Yuantong's feet sliding backwards on the ground, and where they touched the ground, they all grinded out sparks.

The white-faced young man was in mid-air, constantly pushing Yuantong back, Yuantong held the tip of the gun with both hands, his face flushed, and he looked a little struggling.

It's too strong! As soon as the two fought, YTO actually fell behind?

Yuantong retreated more than ten meters before he froze his body.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and then they opened suddenly, his eyes were round, his face seemed to be a little distorted, and he shouted: "Don't move the golden body!" ”

Sanskrit music sounded in mid-air, and the immovable Ming King behind Yuantong was like a bright masterpiece, and suddenly lowered his head and rushed into Yuantong's body.

Then, Yuantong's body was like blowing up a balloon, and it swelled up wildly.

In a few seconds, Yuantong turned into a golden-bodied giant wearing golden armor and holding a demon-slaying staff in his hand.

The golden-bodied giant was more than three meters tall, his whole body was muscular, and with a fierce wave of the demon-slaying Zen staff, a loud bang knocked the white-faced young man flying.

After the white-faced young man landed on the ground, he stood firmly, and jumped up a little under his feet, like a dragonfly dotting water, as if flying against the wind, and the gun in his hand burst out with a silver light, sweeping towards the golden body of Yuantong's illusion.

The golden-bodied giant's demon-slaying wand shook, and the wind whistled, slamming straight into the silver rays in the sky.

One is strong and sinks, and one force will drop ten! One is agile and fast, four or two dialing a thousand pounds! The white-faced young man and Yuantong fought together, but in an instant, it was so fierce that it was beyond limit.

Shen Lin was fascinated by it, and he wished that he would become a master of the Three Realms as soon as possible and be able to participate in such a fierce battle.

But at this time, he didn't have much time to sigh, the surrounding people and the army formation composed of hundreds of ghosts in the Second Realm had already rushed towards him.

Shen Lin turned around and sent out a flame knife array at the crowd in front of him, and then quickly retreated backwards.

He wanted to divert the military formation and the crowd, give Yuantong time, and avoid Yuantong being distracted.

But the result of this is that he has to deal with nearly 3,000 ghosts alone, even if most of them are in one realm, it is not easy to deal with.

Not to mention that the army was well trained and very difficult to deal with.

Shen Lin slowly retreated, while constantly casting various spells and procedures, he felt a burst of happiness at this time, fortunately he chose to directly purchase the foundation building upgrade, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to cope with the current situation.

The position where Yuantong and the white-faced young general fought was already a mess, the house was destroyed by the strong mana of the two, and the bricks and stones were scattered.

The army formation and the people also carefully avoided this area and outflanked Shen Lin.

……

Kill, kill, kill! Shen Lin threw his fist away from a ghost creature that rushed over, turned around and drowned a few guys behind him in the flames with a flaming knife array, and then jumped into the air, flashing the spear thrown by a ghost creature of the Second Realm.

He couldn't calculate how long he had killed and how many ghosts he had killed.

From the beginning of the battle to now, more than two hours have passed, and Shen Lin has been shooting non-stop, and he has already felt deeply tired.

There were less than a thousand of the three thousand ghosts left, and most of the military array had been wiped out by Shen Lin, but he had already suffered a lot of injuries, and he felt that he could no longer support it.

Originally, killing ghosts could get merit points, and Shen Lin still had motivation in his heart. But now he has killed so many, but he doesn't have the slightest merit value.

What the hell is going on? Could it be that these ghosts in front of him are just illusions that have been transformed by that formation? The demon behind that is trying to use this method to consume the two of them here?

Suddenly, a loud thunderous sound sounded in the distance, and Shen Lin glared, and immediately showed a look of ecstasy.

The battle between Yuantong and the white-faced young general finally came to an end, and Yuantong's golden body suddenly waved the demon-slaying Zen staff, attracting the golden light of the anime sky, and submerged the white-faced young general, and then with a loud bang, the golden light exploded, and the white-faced young man was blown away by the golden light. The spear in his hand broke into two pieces and scattered, his whole body was covered with wounds, and blood splattered wantonly.

After landing, the white-faced young man struggled for a while and wanted to get up, but he couldn't get up.

Yuantong recited a Buddha horn, turned around and carried the demon slaying staff, to support Shen Lin.

With Yuantong's help, Shen Lin's pressure suddenly decreased, and the two worked together to kill the Quartet, one by one the ghosts fell, and the number of the other party was rapidly decreasing.

Finally, the last ghost creature of the Second Realm was slapped to death by Yuantong a Zen staff, and this battle ended.

Shen Lin gulped down his rough clothes and staggered. His hands, arms, legs, and body were covered in wounds, and blood was gushing down his clothes, staining his clothes red.

Even if it is an iron body, after thousands of weapon slashes, it is inevitable that he will be injured.

Finally...... Is it over?

Shen Lin sat on the ground with his buttocks, then lay back, and said weakly: "I'm tired, if you don't come to help, I really won't be able to hold on." ”

Yuantong dispersed the golden body, and his expression was a little difficult. He turned his head to look at the white-faced young general lying motionless on the ground in the distance, and said to Shen Lin: "This formation is a bit strange, I feel that they are not ghost things, but just phantom projections. ”

"What do you mean...... They're not really wiped out? Shen Lin's brows furrowed, if the illusion was eliminated and the ghost body appeared, how should he deal with it?

As soon as the words fell, a long whistle suddenly sounded in the distance.

The whistle was very sharp, and it was full of a murderous atmosphere, and faintly, there was the sound of war horses galloping.

Shen Lin and Yuantong's faces changed at the same time, and they looked at the place where the voice came from.

Yuantong quickly ran up the city wall, looked outside, and the whole person froze.

Shen Lin stood up, ran over curiously, and also went up to the city wall.

The next moment, his face became extremely ugly.

At the sound of the whistle, there was a large group of people galloping towards this direction.

These people are dressed in a very peculiar way, with a strong alien color. Fur coats, strange braids, and all kinds of strangely shaped weapons...... Most of them rode on war horses, and a few were infantry, and although they were undisciplined, they were scattered and not chaotic, and they approached the city little by little.

Shen Lin and Yuantong were silent and didn't say a word.

Looking at the number of these people, there are at least one or two hundred thousand people.

It's so hard to kill 3,000, 10,000 or 20,000, how to deal with it?

Could it be that I'm really going to ...... today? Dead here?

A sense of sadness welled up in Shen Lin's heart.