For a while, the captain of the city gate made a difficulty, if it was a ruin, it would be absolutely a fool's act to bring a group of soldiers to go, and one more person would have the possibility of the inheritance being taken away, but if it was someone else with ulterior motives gathering, I am afraid that if I went alone, I am afraid that I would also be in the net.

In the end, it was the reason in my heart that triumphed over greed.

Ordered a part of the soldiers to guard the city tower, and then the captain of the city gate led 3,000 soldiers and horses to open the city gate and go to the plain where Zhang Jiao was located.

"The soul is back—" Zhang Jiao spread his hands, the earth rolled violently and boiled, and stone tombs broke through the earth and rose from the ground.

More than 800,000 stone tombs are neatly spread on the plain, some are large and some are small, some stone tombs are ten zhang high, some stone tombs are only three zhang high, and some are only one zhang high, which looks strange and forested.

The group of believers standing behind Zhang Jiao only felt that their legs and feet were a little weak, they were good cultivators, but it didn't mean that they weren't afraid of these ghosts and gods, this kind of method was already extraordinary, almost ghosts and gods.

The eyes of a group of believers looking at Zhang Jiao couldn't help but be full of reverence and awe.

Zhang Jiao was also a little confused, he actually didn't know why he summoned more than 800,000 stone tombs, he acted according to the will of the underworld existence in his mind, including every spell and every action was done according to the reminder of that will.

Bang la blah.

The sound of the empty plain was so far away that it could not be blocked at all, and in the distance a line of torches came here like a long dragon.

The face of the believer behind Zhang Jiao changed, it was a person from the government!

"Great sage and good teacher, my subordinates are willing to step forward to stop the officers and soldiers. One of the believers stepped forward and said loudly.

Zhang Jiao glanced at the officers and soldiers in the distance, and was about to nod, when suddenly the stone tomb in front of him suddenly moved.

The grave shook violently, and cracks opened on its surface.

The others around couldn't help but take a step back, it was really weird.

In the distance, the captain of the city gate led his officers and soldiers to keep approaching with torches, and when they got closer, they found that this plain had changed greatly, not only that there were hundreds of stone pillars towering on the plain, as if the hideous fangs went straight into the sky, but also that there were oval gray-white things of different sizes lying on the plain.

The lieutenant was sure that there were absolutely no such strange things on this plain during the day, otherwise he would definitely be able to see them from the castle tower.

Before figuring out what these gray and white things were, the former lieutenant didn't dare to act rashly, and ordered his subordinates to prohibit it, and it was strictly forbidden to touch these white things at will, and the captain led his soldiers around the edge.

Suddenly, the gray-white things beside him made a clicking sound, and the captain hurriedly led his soldiers to retreat, and at the same time threw out the torch that took the hand of a soldier next to him, and lit a piece of grass, and the captain finally saw clearly what these gray-white things were by the light of the fire - the grave!

Densely packed with gray-white graves as far as the eye can see.

The pupils contracted to the size of a pintip, and the lieutenant quickly retreated, and at the same time gave the order to retreat.

Boom!

The gray-white stone slag crumbled, and the iron armor of some soldiers who could not escape was pierced by the irregular stones, and they fell to the ground wailing.

"Whew!" the captain heard the cold sound of the knife wind in his ears, and the captain's pupils shrank, and he turned around with a low roar.

"Bang!" came to my ears with the sound of the weapon being shattered.

The next moment, the flying blades slashed through the captain's cheek, and the lieutenant slammed to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

"Rat generation, Zhang Mancheng is here, where do you want to go. A gloomy voice sounded overhead, followed by a chaotic and dense sound of footsteps beside him.

On the other side, Zhang Jiao and the others clearly saw this panoramic scene, and when the group of officers and soldiers approached, the densely packed graves on the plain suddenly cracked, and a pitch-black figure stepped out of each grave.

More than 800,000 graves were large and small, and there was a large tomb at intervals, and the grave closest to the group of officers and soldiers suddenly cracked open, and a god-like demon and domineering figure jumped out of it, pulling out a long phantom and slashing at the captain.

Only then did the believers behind Zhang Jiao see clearly the costumes of these people who came out of the grave, wearing yellow scarves and sallow faces, looking as if they were malnourished, but the skeleton was surprisingly large, like a giant bear wearing human skin, which looked strange and weird.

One of them, a strong man with a majestic physique and a red complexion, stepped forward quickly, and the sect members who followed Zhang Jiao only felt a dull pressure coming from him, a feeling they had only felt in General Rengong and General Digong.

"Ma Yuanyi has seen a great sage and good teacher!" Ma Yuanyi knelt on one knee and clenched his fists with both hands.

At the same time, one by one, the magnificent figures kept approaching from a distance, and the last one knelt on the ground and clasped his fists with both hands to meet Zhang Jiao.

The sect members behind Zhang Jiao were already so shocked that they couldn't speak.

They only felt that their hearts were pounding, and the blood flow rate was speeding up, but they didn't expect that there were so many strong people in their Yellow Turban Sect!

With so many strong people suddenly being summoned to meet the great sages and good teachers, this kind of visual and spiritual impact is incomparable.

"These are the backbone members of my Yellow Turban Sect, who were not in the Rock Dynasty in the past, and were summoned from a distant place by me with their supernatural powers just now. Zhang Jiao said succinctly.

For these sects, great sages and good teachers are omnipotent, and this means is naturally nothing.

I was still shocked, but I wasn't unacceptable.

"Great sage and good teacher, how to deal with this person?" Guan Hai stepped forward, holding a young man who was as quiet as a scholar in his left hand, and the young man was still directly in front of Zhang Jiao, and he looked up at Zhang Jiao timidly, and called out to Master as if flattering.

This person is Tang Zhou, a gangster of Zhang Jiao who once betrayed the Yellow Turban Army and secretly went to inform.

Unexpectedly, this summon was summoned along with Tang Zhou.

The old feud came to their hearts, and a group of Yellow Turban believers glared angrily at Tang Zhou, if it wasn't for Tang Zhou's whistleblowing that led to the exposure of the Yellow Turban Sect, they would definitely not have exposed their identities so quickly, and they would not have been broken and revolted in advance.

Otherwise, if the Yellow Turban Sect is given more time to prepare, it is impossible to say that the Yellow Turban Uprising that swept the world back then will never be extinguished so easily, and it is still unknown whether the Lord of the World will be able to fight for Cao Cao, Liu Bei and others.

All this is because of this traitor who colluded with the imperial court to covet glory and wealth!

Liao Hua gritted his teeth, stepped forward and stepped on Tang Zhou's vest fiercely, and the terrifying concussive power shook the earth through Tang Zhou's abdominal cavity, and the ground hundreds of meters around him shook.

Tang Zhou's bones around his body didn't know how many were broken.

"Spare my life, Master, I was wrong. Tang Zhou wept bitterly and begged for mercy. "I don't dare, I don't dare. ”

Zhang Jiao looked at the young man kneeling in front of him in front of him, and suddenly thought of the babbling child back then, calling his master in a childish voice.

Zhang Jiao closed his eyes and said for a long time: "Leave it to Your Majesty, Your Majesty is qualified to execute him." After speaking, Zhang Jiao seemed to be ten years old, and turned to leave.