Everyone walked into a weapon shop that looked good in size, and the weapons in the weapon shop were dazzling, including knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, Laos, hammers, sticks, lances, sticks, crutches, crutches, and meteor hammers. There are all kinds of them, and there are even many strange weapons that even Wang Du doesn't know.

In the weapon shop, you can also see the scene where the weapon was crafted.

Behind the weapon shop is the dark red magma river, the weapon shop dug a ditch, introduced the dark red magma, and then poured it into a long mold to cool, after cooling, it began to temper constantly, the process is very complicated, and the efficiency is not high.

From the mouths of several craftsmen, I learned that a long sword of a few catties requires hundreds of catties of magma and thousands of tempering times to be able to make it.

There are many workers in the weapons shop, most of them ugly and physically strong, but honest humans. Of course, Wang Fool doesn't think that these craftsmen are good people. According to the laws of geographical space, only evil human souls can reach, and to put it simply, human beings who can reach here and survive are not vegetarians.

After receiving the signal from the eighth general, the White Turban soldiers began to choose their own weapons.

In order to look as a team as possible, the White Turbans opted for the exact same standard weapon. The members of the White Turbans were all born in the military, and they were well aware of the benefits of uniform weapons and clothing.

Although standard weapons are not as good as some accustomed weapons, they will produce a strong mental cohesion and team spirit, and they will also appear uniform when they act, forming a visual impact on the opponent and overwhelming the opponent in momentum.

Ten sets of armor.

Ten spears.

Ten pairs of combat shoes.

……

When the ten white turban soldiers put on the identical armor, they immediately formed a suffocating majesty, and the cold metallic luster emitted a palpitating chill, which made the craftsmen in the weapon spectrum silent one by one.

When Wang Du led a group of white turban soldiers out of the weapon shop, the surrounding humans looked sideways.

"Peng!"

As soon as everyone walked out of the weapon shop, suddenly, a huge demon landed in the air, such as the eight generals who were the same as the iron tower, were still two heads tall, looking up, which was extremely depressing.

The demon has horns like yaks on its head, a pair of eyes that seem to be made of blood, and is covered with heavy armor, and the iron pieces on the heavy armor full of power are covered like a slap, and the demon jumps down directly, and the armor pieces make a thrilling metal impact sound.

At the feet of the demon was a cracked bluestone slab, and the cracked stone crack stretched dozens of meters away, sending chills down people's backs.

"Ghost King!"

There were shouts of terror all around, and people scattered and fled, watching from afar.

Ghost King!

Wang Fool and General Eight glanced at each other, they didn't expect the Ghost King to actually find them.

The ghost king's chest straightened, and the armor on his body was a thrilling impact, and then, with his hands furled, he strode towards the eighth general, and with every step, the earth shook, and the ground shook, as if it was about to collapse at any time, which was terrifying.

From the ghost king to the eighth general, it is obvious that he is looking for trouble with the eighth general.

Suddenly, Wang Fool understood why General Eight didn't enter the ghost town lightly.

Obviously, once you reach the level of the Eight Generals, as long as you enter the ghost town, you will attract the attention of the ghost king.

Of course, there is also a possibility that after reaching the level of the Ghost King, the target of his hunt is likely to become a demon of the level of the Eighth General.

If so, then it also means that the ghost king is not the highest level of existence.

Above the ghost king, what kind of powerful existence is zài?

"Kill!"

The Ghost King roared, suddenly accelerated, and grabbed the Eighth General with one hand, and there were sharp nails on his five fingers, like steel forks.

"Kill!"

Not to be outdone, the eighth general also roared, and the giant hammer in his right hand smashed into the ghost king in the air, overwhelming the mountains and seas, and the momentum was amazing.

Facing the giant hammer under the volley hammer, the ghost king didn't look at it, and still pressed towards the eighth general with an arrow step, and his five fingers grabbed the chest of the eighth general.

"Peng!"

The giant hammer in the hand of the eighth general slammed heavily on the horns on the head of the ghost king, and sparks shot out, but only a muffled sound was made, but the horns did not move at all.

At the same time, the five fingers of the Ghost King's Kei Zhang had already grabbed the breastplate of the Eighth General.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

……

Seeing that the eighth general was caught by the ghost king, the surrounding white turban soldiers let out a roar, and the spears in their hands stabbed at the ghost king.

"Bell ......"

A shocking scene appeared, those sharp spears could not shake the thick armor of the ghost king at all, and there was a dense metal impact sound, and then, the ghost king shook slightly, and the ten white turban soldiers threw out and fell heavily to the ground. Obviously, the disparity in strength between the two sides is too great, and in front of the Ghost King, the White Turban Army is simply vulnerable.

"Hahahahaha......haha

After the ghost king grabbed the breastplate of the eighth general, he let the eighth general slam it on him with a double hammer, and let out a piercing roar of strange laughter in the sky, and then, the other hand fell on the right arm of the eighth general, and he wanted to tear the eighth general......

……

"Hahaha...... Yes! ”

Suddenly, the strange laughter of the Ghost King came to an abrupt end, and the action of grabbing the Eighth General with both hands also froze.

The time seems to be very long, and there seems to be a very short, very short.

Slowly, slowly, the ghost king lowered his head, and he saw that the sharp tip of the long knife stood out on his chest, and black blood flowed from the tip of the knife.

Slowly, slowly, the ghost king turned back with difficulty, and he saw a face full of apologies.

"I'm sorry."

Wang Stupid shrugged his shoulders, smiled and pulled out the black long knife little by little, his movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of cutting the ghost king.

The brazen Wang Fool is best at sneak attacks and falling into the well, just now the Ghost King completely ignored the surrounding attacks, if he didn't make a move, it would be really unreasonable.

The hard armor of the ghost king couldn't block Wang Du's long black knife, and it directly gave the ghost king a heart-wrenching cold.

"You, yes, who?" The Ghost King let go of the Eight Generals, slowly turned around, and covered his chest with both hands for the blood gushing out, but he covered his chest, but he couldn't cover his back, and the black blood on his back shot out like an arrow.

"Wang stupid." Wang Du said with a smile.

"Foolish, king." The Ghost King's mouth opened, and his face showed a hint of confusion, obviously, he didn't know the name.

"You're going to die, it doesn't matter if you recognize me or not. General Eight, eat him! The pitch-black long knife in Wang Du's hand pulled a beautiful knife flower, and then stabbed it into the chest of the ghost king.

"You ......" The ghost king didn't expect Wang Du to stab him again without warning, and his huge arms were spread out, grabbing Wang Du, but the movements seemed very slow and clumsy, like a slow-motion movie.

"You're going to die."

The long knife in Wang Du's hand was twisted in the body of the ghost king, and the ghost king let out a scream of "ah", and his huge body knelt heavily on the ground.

"It's time to eat!" Wang Fool took the knife in his hand and stepped aside.

"Brothers, eat him!"

The eighth general jumped up suddenly, jumped to the side of the ghost king who was kneeling on the ground, opened his bloody mouth, revealed a mouthful of fangs, and bit off the thick neck of the ghost king in one bite, and then, he actually swallowed the long horns directly into his stomach, and the king was dumbfounded.

The White Turban Army, which was shocked by the Ghost King and fell around, had already climbed up, and when they heard the greeting of the Eighth General, they pounced on them like hungry wolves, and for a while, flesh and blood flew sideways.

Wang Fool found that when the Eighth General ate the Ghost King, he basically ate whatever he wanted to bite down, whether it was armor or horns, his big mouth full of fangs seemed to be able to devour a qiē thing on the Ghost King's body, while those soldiers of the White Turban Army could only eat meat......

……

The surrounding human beings saw that the ghost king was actually killed on the street, and they were so frightened that they trembled and did not possess their bodies, but when the eight generals and the soldiers of the White Turban Army shared the ghost king, they became eager to move one by one, eager to try, of course, they still did not dare to go over to grab food in the end, because, there was a guy with a long black knife in his hand on the side, looking at his posture that whoever dared to go up would give him a knife, no one dared to touch the moldy head, after all, people dare to kill the powerful existence of the ghost king.

Just a few breaths, just when the surrounding humans were struggling with whether to rush up to get a piece of the pie, the ghost king like a hill had been swept away by the Eighth General and a group of White Turban Army soldiers, and he had eaten cleanly, and there were no bones left.

In fact, not only were there no bones left, but even the armor on the ghost king's body was devoured by the eight generals, and the clean ground was as if the ghost king had never appeared.

When the Eighth General and the White Turban Army stood up after eating this gluttonous meal, the humans and demons around them were so frightened that they retreated like a tide, and all of them had a look of horror on their faces.

General Eight had changed, his figure was taller and taller than before, his armor was shiny and shiny, and most importantly, two sharp horns had grown on his head, and the horns had lifted his helmet in a very funny way.

The other ten White Turban soldiers also changed significantly, their bodies became extremely strong, and the armor they had just purchased was broken, as if the whole person was one size bigger, revealing rock-like muscles, which looked shocking.

There is no doubt that a group of soldiers of the White Turban Army have all advanced, and the eighth general has directly advanced to the ghost king......

……

"Eight Generals."

"Mr. Zai."

"We're going to let the White Turbans be reborn in this hell!" Wang Stupid laughed.

"Yes!"

Looking at the high-spirited Wang Fool, the eyes of the Eighth General and a group of White Turban soldiers seemed to be burning with fire.

"Now, we need to gather the White Turban Army soldiers as quickly as possible, and then, sweep through the hell world! Since they don't let us into heaven, then we will make hell into heaven! "The king is stupid and arrogant.

"Sir, what shall we do?" The eighth general has a pair of copper bell-like eyes, and he is extremely fanatical.

"Now, we are the masters of this kind of city!" Wang Stupid walked over, picked off the helmet on the horns of the eighth general with a long knife, and said with a wicked smile.

"Ah......h

"This ghost town will not be called a ghost town in the future, it will be called a white turban military city!"

"White Turban Military City!"

The eighth general and Zhao Yong glanced at each other, and inexplicably, their blood boiled. Mr. is still the same gentleman, and he still has the spirit of swallowing mountains and rivers and the momentum of moving forward.

"Let's go, let's change the name of the city!"

Wang Fool raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and strode towards the gate of the city, and the surrounding onlookers parted like a tide. [A strong demand for a monthly pass erupts! ] 】