The three neat columns maintained a slow pace, and marched straight towards the crossroads, stopping in front of the pile of corpses at the crossroads, and turning their heads sharply to look this way.

These ghost soldiers have all five senses, although their eyes, nose, mouth and face are only very vague phantoms, but they give people the feeling that they do have five senses and perception. When Qi Qi turned to this side, Xiao Fan and the others had the feeling of being targeted by countless people.

"Uhhh

The three columns of ghost soldiers rushed forward in unison, and the black spears in their hands were raised.

Very neat and uniform standard movements.

"When they were alive, they must have been well-trained and strong......"

Lu Ningchen, who had been silent, finally couldn't help but speak, and his tone was indescribably surprised and admired, as if he was facing a real army.

In fact, much more dangerous than encountering a real army.

Without hearing any orders, the ghost soldiers of the three columns quickly changed their formation, from columns to horizontal formations, with eight people in each team, just filling the streets to the brim. Then, with a slow step, the black spear stood up and squeezed towards it in unison.

Fight in formation!

This is the most standard and powerful infantry tactic in the era of cold weapons, which can maximize the lethality of spearmen. Although this patrol team of ghost soldiers only looked like a hundred "people", it was far more difficult to deal with than a large group of rabble rushing up and slashing and killing indiscriminately.

Eight horizontal columns completely filled the street, without the slightest gap, and no opponent would want to take advantage of the opportunistic and slip by. To pass. You can only fight hard and kill or defeat all these soldiers.

Even. Even the black spears they held in their hands were the same length. It is about two meters, which is converted into the Tang system, which is about eight feet long, which is the standard length of the standard wooden gun in the army at the end of the Tang Dynasty.

In such a narrow street, facing a hundred armored wooden spearmen, even if there were a thousand people, the rabble would not be enough to kill. Not to mention, Xiao Fan and there are only five of them.

At this time, the only thing Xiao Fan and they could be happy about was. What they encountered was not really a living soldier. It's a ghost soldier that looks like a soldier, but is actually a ghost!

Their forms, their armor, and the spears in their hands were not real, but were condensed from Yin Qi. To the average person, it was a terrifying blade, but to a sorcerer. But it's not that I can't cope.

If you face a real wooden gun, ordinary spell talismans are powerless; However, in the face of the Yin Gun, it is not necessarily.

Xiao Fan didn't rush to make a move.

He and Yuan Qianqian were behind, and standing in front were Liu Zheng, Tan Xuan and Lu Ningchen.

Lu Ningchen moved the fastest. With a lift of the arm, untie a gourd from your waist and remove the cork. Craned his neck and took a sip of the liquid in his mouth. Then he opened his mouth and sprayed, and a large mist was white. Sprayed towards the ghost soldiers who were neatly squeezed on the opposite side.

There is no special smell in this mist, Xiao Fan can smell it, it should be clear water. The inheritance of the Qing sect on the treasure island seems to be particularly fond of using clear water as a magic weapon to destroy ghosts.

Liu Zheng's movements were not slow, his left hand pinched the trick, his mouth was chanting, and the yellow jade Ruyi in his right hand waved lightly, and the large yellow mist fluttered up, covering the ghost soldier array.

Tan Xuan didn't move.

Obviously, she has confidence in Yoo Jeong.

Xiao Fan also has confidence in Liu Zheng. His confidence comes from Tan Xuan. Although Tan Xuan is only a registered disciple of the Ancestor of Zhishui, and he is not the true descendant of Wujimen, Xiao Fan is very aware of this senior sister's ability and temperament, and she is very arrogant, and it is difficult for ordinary people to get her approval. Now he has accompanied Liu Zheng to three places, and he has always been dominated by Liu Zheng, and he is in the position of helping. Of course, there is an element of performing his duties, but if Liu Zheng didn't have real skills, Tan Xuan would never give him such a face.

The white mist and the yellow mist attacked the ghost soldiers head-on, one after the other.

Everywhere the water mist, a "snort" sound sounded, as if the solidified butter met the splashing sparks, and the three ghost soldiers who were sprayed by the water mist, the armor and body were covered with a trace of black mist, and the body was dissolved into a hollow one by one, but it never stopped at all, still holding a spear, killing this side.

On the other side, the yellow mist covered it, and the five ghost soldiers on the left in the first row dissipated little by little as the fog fell, and when the fog dissipated, the five ghost soldiers had disappeared without a trace.

Compare the two, and make a judgment.

Lu Ningchen's face was full of anger, and as soon as he raised his hand, he was about to drink the water in the gourd again, and launched a second attack on the three injured ghost soldiers, a warm palm stretched out from its own back and rested on his shoulder.

"The enemy situation is unknown, you can't fight hard, pay attention to saving mana."

Immediately, Xiao Fan's gentle voice came from his ears, not so much a warning as a concern.

Before Lu Ningchen could react, a red glow flashed in his eyes, and a talisman flew out, igniting a raging flame in mid-air, and then turned into a golden chaotic pattern, growing up in the wind, whistling by, and the three ghost soldiers who were eroded by the white mist disappeared into invisibility in an instant. The Chaos Pattern did not stop, and continued to fly forward, and five or six more ghost soldiers disappeared in the golden Chaos Pattern.

Lu Ningchen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The Shangqing Inheritance, strictly speaking, can be regarded as a talisman sect, but he knows in his heart that the talisman he refines is definitely not so powerful. The mist just now actually contained his magic and mana, and under one blow, it only injured the three ghost soldiers, but it did not stop them from moving forward in the slightest. A second attack is needed to be effective.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiao Fan made a move, a seemingly simple talisman wiped out nearly ten ghost soldiers.

On the one hand, it is to use its own mana, and its own mana can be exerted to the extreme; On the one hand, it is the power of the talisman, which can exert two or three percent of the power at most. It is clear which is strong and which is weak.

However, Lu Ningchen was surprised, and Xiao Fan was even more surprised than him in his heart.

The strength of these ghost soldiers exceeded his expectations.

A talisman shot out, only destroying less than ten ghost soldiers, then the power was exhausted and turned into nothingness.

Those ghost soldiers seemed to be fearless of a qiē, and more than a dozen "comrades" were killed in an instant, without affecting their "feelings" in the slightest, still marching neatly, holding spears, and killing forward without slowness.

The yellow mist rose again, and the red chaos pattern flashed again and again, and in less than a cup of tea, the nearly 100 ghost soldiers patrolling this group were wiped out, and the street suddenly became more visible.

It doesn't seem like these ghost soldiers are that difficult to deal with.

Liu Zheng and Xiao Fan glanced at each other, and they both saw the melancholy on each other's faces. In the past of such an "encounter", Liu Zheng's aura was slightly weakened, and it seemed that urging that yellow jade Ruyi to confront the enemy was quite consuming true qi mana.

Yuan Qianqian also opened her mouth slightly, hissed and inhaled the cold air, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Fan, according to the history books, that time the official army killed 50,000 rogues here?" ”

"Hmm."

Xiao Fan nodded.

This historical fact is recorded in the "Old Tang Book", "New Tang Book" and "Zizhi Tongjian", and the approximate figures are the same. Wang Xianzhi's grass thieves were surrounded by the official army led by Zeng Yuanyu, killing more than 50,000 people, Wang Xianzhi died in battle, only a very small number of rogues broke through the siege, and went east to attach to another big demon king Huang Chao, and continued to bring disaster to the world.

"That'...... How much effort does it take to kill them? ”

It seems that Liu Zheng and Xiao Fan killed this team of ghost soldiers, neatly and effortlessly. But these ghost soldiers are less than a hundred, and compared to 50,000, they are simply a drop in the bucket. If 50,000 ghost soldiers really came together and kept consuming their true qi mana, no matter how deep Xiao Fanliu Zheng Tan Xuan's mana was, it would be useless, and they would be tired to death.

Of course, the premise is that the 50,000 slain rogues can gather their grievances and turn into ghost soldiers after their deaths.

Liu Zheng sighed lightly and said, "Miss Yuan, since you are here, you must find out." If something unexpected happens, everyone should work together and they should be able to kill it. ”

"However, what we encounter now is probably just a patrol, and there are no particularly powerful ghosts in it. Whether there will be such 'good luck' in the future, it is difficult to say. ”

Yuan Qianqian put forward a different opinion.

Speaking of which, Yuan Qianqian is the most fearful character in this line of people, and at this time, she is not afraid of things, she just likes to raise the bar with people. If it was Xiao Fan who was talking to her, it was estimated that Yuan Qianqian would not have so many questions.

Tan Xuan didn't say a word, and walked forward.

Lu Ningchen also took the same step. This person's character is extremely stubborn. Although what Yuan Qianqian said is not unreasonable, it is absolutely impossible for him to retreat now.

"Let's go."

Xiao Fan grabbed her little hand and walked forward slowly.

The further you go, the clearer you can see the pile of corpses like a mountain, one by one white bones, piled together, horizontal and vertical, missing arms and legs, all kinds of strange shapes, you can't see the edge at a glance, in such an environment, even the most daring people will have numbness in their spine.

As the most powerful tomb robber in the north, Yuan Qianqian's ancient tomb has drilled a lot, and at this moment, he only feels a chill penetrating the bone marrow, and it seems that even the blood in his body is about to freeze.

Slowly, before the group came to the corpse mountain, they all stopped, reluctant to get too close.

These corpses, because they are too old, have long been turned into white bones, and there is no rancid smell, but the smell of decay still comes to the face, which is suffocating.

"Oh my God......"

Yuan Qianqian slowly raised her head, kept looking up, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

At this moment, the blue ghost fire that had been jumping around the corpse mountain suddenly became extremely vigorous, as if someone had poured several barrels of gasoline on the corpse pile, and the flames suddenly rose high, which was extremely terrifying.

PS: For the sake of the leader of the ~~~ alliance, thank you for your support for the pie! (To be continued......)