The Yin Luo Corps of Xudu did not have any intention of wanting peace talks, and directly formed a battle formation, slowly coming towards the direction of Qucheng, and the rolling Yin wind could be seen in the distance, appearing with a calm momentum, and then approaching, as if a side of heaven and earth was oppressed down, and wanted to destroy the entire city.

This means that the other party is directly in a state of battle, and intends to directly take down the Qucheng Ghost Domain.

During this time, there was news from another ghost cultivator in the ghost domain......

Zhong Zheng raised his eyes and looked into the distance, muttering to himself.

He didn't care about other things at all during this time, the red robe on his body was a little dirty, looking at the vision caused by the battle array in the distance, calm as water, he had done his best, and he knew very well that the capital was here, and it was mighty, and at this moment, all the forces around him were probably paying attention to this.

I plan to come and show favor to him when I fail.

And now in the interior of the Qucheng Ghost Domain, there are already many ghost cultivators who are ready to take refuge in the city.

Get ready to stab yourself in the back.

It's really stupid, will anyone be fooled by such a strategy?

Zhong Zheng smiled slightly and calmly gave the final order.

In the rumbling sound, one spell after another lit up, the entire ghost domain shook, and the mist formed a special prohibition, like a bowl upside down on the ground, the ghost cultivators in it couldn't get out at all, and now the ghost cultivators who were still in Qucheng were stunned, rushing towards the front, but they were blocked by a layer of barriers, and all the ghost cultivators completely understood at this time, and their faces were dazed-

This guy actually opened the protective ban in Qucheng from the outside?

In other words, now this guy has locked himself out of the city?!

Their original backstabbing attempts failed.

But this also made this miscellaneous corps lose the last defense it could rely on, which is equivalent to taking the initiative to cut off its own back road, and can only fight to the death.

Are these guys crazy?!

That's not how to look for death!

The ghosts were shocked in their hearts, looking at the young general who stood like a javelin, and muttered speechlessly, but faintly sensed a kind of spirit that they could never touch in their lives, and lost their minds.

Fan Wusu, who was hidden in the clouds in the heights, looked calm, and there was a monk at the level of a ghost general next to him, this was the one who was late day and night in Qucheng, named Xu Jianxing, whose body was dead, and his soul was under the elixir, and he barely recovered about eighty percent of his cultivation.

At this moment, he also looked at the red-robed young man in amazement.

Zhong Zheng turned around, looked at the ghost cultivators who were a little commotion, and then immediately quieted down, raised his hand, and gently tapped the position of his heart, but he could no longer feel the heart beating faster when he was nervous, his expression was calm, and he walked with a sword in a red robe.

The ground under his feet is carved with lines of formation materials.

This is a simple formation that he imitated from the base of the giant formation.

Emptied all the formation materials of the Ghost King's Treasury.

With the ability of his own ten thousand ghost commanders, he almost groped for the correct position little by little.

Formation nodes, eighteen thousand sixty-four.

Belonging, a giant battle formation.

Coverage, 30,000 square meters of land.

The role is very simple, disperse and gather.

With the appearance of the main general, nearly 20,000 ghost cultivators fell silent, they looked at the red robe, as if they had found the backbone of the main heart, Zhong Zheng sat in the center of the battle formation, took a deep breath, and spoke:

"Get into line. ”

The voice followed the effect of the formation and sounded in front of every ghost cultivator.

Syllable!

Eighteen thousand ghost cultivators dressed in black stepped forward in unison.

They only practiced this one movement during this time.

At this moment, he is extremely skillful in entering his position.

Zhong Zheng can only control three thousand Yin differences, but the power of Yin Difference is insufficient, so he will remove the limiter on the formation magic weapon and raise it to the limit, and then, by these Yin Differences, who have experienced hundreds of war simulations, command the remaining ghost cultivators!

Zhong Zheng's eyes burned with flames, looking at the first-class army of the Netherworld that was about to approach.

He lost his body, but his breath was burning.

The originally cold voice is now like the roar of a long sword.

"Pre-war ...... Ready!"

All the ghost cultivators instinctively closed their eyes and began to exhale aura, entering a state of preparation in advance.

Their cooperation is rusty.

Quite rusty.

It also needs to be adjusted to a considerable extent in advance, but quickly due to the inertia of training, it quickly enters the state.

It's ridiculous to say, it was just a simple slogan like Zhao Li telling him, one, two, one, two, but Zhong Zheng turned this simple rhythm into an instinct that barely allowed a trace of error, and tens of thousands of ghost cultivators breathed in the same rhythm, and the heavens and the earth made a neat and long sound, exhaling and breathing.

Xu Jianxing's pupils contracted, and he was extremely shocked, he had never seen such a scene.

Tens of thousands, or rather, close to 20,000 ghost cultivators, sat densely around a young man, and began to vomit at the same frequency, they were wearing brand-new battle clothes, he was in a trance, these ghost cultivators seemed to have turned into a huge and terrifying beast, and the sound of breathing was like the wind in the sky, showing a terrifying momentum.

There was a hint of awe in his voice.

"That's what it is...... Underground?"

Fan Wusu said calmly: "The underworld has four judgments, and the evil is punished." ”

In the distance, the Xudu Ghost Domain Yin Luo Legion appeared here in a calm and unhurried manner, and they still maintained the appearance of a battle formation when they marched, which was the representative of the elite, and all the ghost cultivators noticed the dense ghost cultivators in an instant.

But they didn't feel threatened or feared.

And the rest of the ghost domain lords who were paying attention to the battlefield at this moment, including the Qucheng City Lord and other masters, also did not take the 20,000 ghost cultivators in their eyes, but they knew that the battle array burned a lot of money, thousands of troops were easy to obtain, and one general was hard to find, and being able to command thousands of monks was already a rare general.

Million?

Are you kidding?

How many generals of this level do you have in Jiuzhou?

Commanding 20,000 monks in one breath is almost enough to launch a medium-sized battle alone, and once a monk with such qualifications appears, he will be poached by the major forces and treated as a guest, and it will not appear here at all.

They're just worried now, worried that these misfortunes will fail too quickly.

Zhong Zheng looked into the distance and closed his eyes.

Fan Wusu's expression was calm, he looked at Xu Jianxing next to him, and said, "You are waiting here." ”

"It's my turn. ”

Xu Jianxing nodded, Fan Wusu rose to a higher sky, and then with the help of the concealment of Yin Qi, he went directly towards the Yin Luo Corps, which was worthy of the name of the first-class corps, facing the ten thousand ghost cultivators who seemed to be bluffing, they were also lined up, and Fan Wusu was almost immediately discovered.

When he found out that it was the Ghost King who was attacking, the Yin Luo battle array instantly changed like flowing water.

The other party is suspicious, and then sent the ghost king to secretly attack.

Such a thought instantly appeared in the hearts of the generals in the corps, and then made him sneer, but there were some tricks and cleverness, but first 20,000 ghost cultivators were discharged, and then they used such means, it was really just a miscellaneous legion, and even the name of the corps was not qualified to bear it.

He raised his hand, and the battle formation changed naturally.

Drawing the sword and cutting out, above the three thousand ghost cultivators, a huge amount of mana flowed into this sword, so that the power of a sword that was originally just a simple ghost king level was directly raised to the peak of the realm of the ghost king, Fan Wuxu's face was slightly gloomy, accompanied by the roar of the chains, and the soul hook rope was constantly staggered and circling, like a shield, blocking a sword.

Huge mana overflowed in all directions, stirring up the clouds and mist.

The mist was shattered, and then the mana turbulence poured into the sky.

The main general of the Yin Luo Corps slashed out a sword again.

Absorbing the power of three thousand ghost cultivators, Shengsheng was pushed to the peak of the ghost king level.

The furious sword qi tore at Fan Wusu, he had almost no chance to attack, his eyes were slightly heavy, and he instantly saw that this battle array was far away, and each sword of the Lord General absorbed three thousand ghost cultivation wisps of mana, which seemed to be an understatement, but in fact it was a blow that gathered huge mana, this kind of consumption was difficult for ordinary ghost kings to bear, and they could not persist for a long time.

And if the number of three thousand is divided according to the proportion, the consumption of each ghost cultivator is very small.

Combined with the Spirit Gathering Array and the elixir, this kind of attack can be performed almost indefinitely.

And that's just one of the most basic features of the battleline.

That alone is tricky enough.

After entangled for a while, Fan Wuxu forcibly used the power of the soul hook rope to counterattack a move, and then retreated, and when he retreated, he saw three thousand ghost cultivators change formations, forming a huge forbidden supernatural power, scattering the moves that were enough to defeat the ghost generals, and finally introducing them all into the earth.

They can eat these kinds of moves almost indefinitely.

Repair Soldier Regiment ......

Fan Wuxu's face was slightly gloomy, he no longer looked back, and walked towards the Qucheng Ghost Domain where the ban was opened.

The corps defeated the enemy, but did not rejoice, formed a formation, and advanced forward.

This scene fell into the eyes of many onlookers, making them smile at the corners of their mouths.

And so it was.

It turned out that the previous military training was just a trick.

There are some means, but it's a pity that I met the capital.

Before the ghost domain, Zhong Zheng's body trembled with his eyes closed.

Even if it is the body of a ghost cultivator, he can feel the change in his complexion, becoming more and more pale, he is trying to maintain his huge battle formation, but it is very difficult, and with the confrontation of the ghost king level, the ghost cultivation mentality of the formation is a little confused, if it weren't for the simple resonance of them, plus the previous hell-level penance, I am afraid it would have already dispersed.

He was constantly struggling to support himself.

Until Fan Wusu flew across the sky, the soul rope roared.

Zhong Zheng opened his eyes.

The corners of his eyes opened, his eyes were full of thin silk threads, staring at the majestic battle array moving forward, when the battle array moved to his predetermined position, the young man's trembling body suddenly froze, like a stone sculpture, his eyes were suddenly sharp, he spoke, and his voice was like a sword collision.

"Kick off. ”

The sound of breathing like an ancient beast came to an abrupt end.

The three thousand yin cha opened their eyes at the same time and got up.

They pulled out their formation weapons, and the restrictions on them had been removed.

Trample!

They were in unison, and they took half a step forward, their weapons held diagonally on one side, pointing to the ground, their eyes indifferent and cold, looking at the mighty Xudu Corps rushing over.

The earth lit up with three thousand rays of light.

Almost instantly, because of such a huge battle, Qucheng Ghost Cultivator, whose brain was blank, according to the movements that were almost instinctually kneaded during this time, pinched out the law in unison, and moved his mana according to the same level of rhythm, and then delivered it to the Wu Commander in front, all the training for this purpose, for this kind of combat method, even the battle array was simplified to this only action.

In the darkness, three thousand rays of light suddenly expanded.

If you talk about it, before the Qucheng Ghost Domain, 20,000 ghost cultivators stood as if looking for death, which just made people laugh, compared to the formation of a battle formation, the majestic and terrifying Yin Luo Corps was like a piece of dry grass in the wind, making people feel that they were even a little pitiful with their mantis arms as a car.

Then now, when there are 18,064 breaths, forming a battle formation with the same rhythm.

Who has seen it?

No one has ever seen it.

It was as if the stars in the sky were falling.

Xu Jianxing looked blankly at the light that pierced the sky in the dark night, completely froze, and in the daze, a ridiculous thought suddenly rose in his mind, before he was arrested, he remembered that there was a famous general who was ranked in the Jiuzhou Continent, including the hundred clans, the demon clan, the human race, the barbarian clan, all the corps of the tribe forces of the big and small countries, and the list of famous generals.

At that time, the famous general cultivated to the level of a real person.

Commander-in-chief, fifteen thousand.

He looked at the young man with a soul body as the color of blood flowing from the corners of his eyes, and he was stunned.

Zhong Zheng, realm, law level.

Commander's Rate: 18,000.

Zhong Zheng felt that his body was almost torn apart by this huge force, but he remained very calm very strangely, as if looking down on the battlefield and his body, stretched out his hand, and on this battlefield where the aura was surging and intertwined like an ocean, the qi of more than 18,000 monks fell into his hands.

When he was still alive, he was cautious, had no skills, and was ordinary and mediocre.

After death, he just wanted to escape from the capital.

After escaping, in fact, I just want to be able to exist, and I feel mediocre when I think about it, so mediocre that it is like a speck of dust, everywhere.

At that time, if you told yourself, one day you would clash head-on with the elite troops of Xudu.

I'm going to be scared and want to run away.

When did I start to crave victory......

Zhong Zheng looked at the yin and evil that belonged to the underworld, he thought of the mansion, and even more thought of the greedy wolf, Fan was helpless, and the cold and silent young man showed a smile.

It's you, it's you, follow behind me, leave everything to me, so that I can get to where I am now.

It's you, it's definitely you!

Let me muster up the courage to stand here, let me not be willing to be cowardly, not willing to fail.

You trust me so much, how can I possibly tolerate failure?!

The name of the underworld, the order of the underworld, the impossible dreams, those beliefs, I want to fulfill them!

Zhong Zheng looked at the battle formation of the opposing corps charging forward, raising his hand inch by inch, the young man's hoarse voice, with the help of the power of the formation, resounded in the ears of every yin, and was also heard by everyone in heaven and earth, the voice was heavy.

"Zhong Zheng, the judge of the Difu Punishment Division, is in the name of the king of Taishan Mansion......"

He shook his hand.

The huge Yin Qi was controlled by him alone.

Rumble!!!

Between heaven and earth, behind the young man, the yin qi gathered, turning into a tall man wearing a red robe and holding a sword in one hand, running through heaven and earth, at this moment, the command rate reached its peak, and the power of more than 18,000 ghost cultivators turned into the hands of one person, although there was only one breath, or even less than one breath, but he did it after all!

"Hereby, the guilt is judged!"

"Slash!"

Rumble!

The formation was manipulated and affected the soldiers, and the eighteen thousand ghost cultivators who were shrouded in the formation were all in unison, and they all took a step forward.

Go all out to the sky and slash!

The real red-robed man behind him held a sword and slashed heavily.

Chop!!!

A low and solemn voice echoed between heaven and earth.

All the onlookers saw an unforgettable scene in this life, countless sword qi flew out and poured into that sword light, like stars converging into a galaxy, making the sword light more and more terrifying and huge, like a roaring tide, surging, slashing through the sky and the earth, the original rock-solid formation, under this sword, shattered like paper paste.

When the sword qi attacked, the army's heart collapsed.

The invulnerable battle formation of the Yin Luo Corps showed cracks, and they subconsciously dispersed to avoid this sword.

Zhong Zheng half-knelt on the ground, looking at the defeated formation, his eyes were bright, and his voice was hoarse as smoke:

"Array, scatter. ”

"Cutting Tactics, Twenty-Seven ......"

"Strangulation. ”

PS: Today's third update...... Four thousand four

There will be two shifts tomorrow, and there may be one shift......

Lying in the corpse......