"On the battlefield, be careful yourself. ”

The ghost general elder told Li Mu in the real night.

After saying that, his body turned into a thick black pillar of ghostly smoke, soared into the sky, and joined the battle.

The wind and clouds in front of him were filled with gunsmoke, the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, and the ghost energy in the sky was agitated, like the haze between heaven and earth before the destruction of the world.

All kinds of screams broke through the sky, tearing large swaths of heaven and earth apart.

Ghost cultivators who practice different exercises transform into different shapes, and all kinds of ghost magic weapons release brilliant brilliance, like brilliant fireworks blooming between this gloomy heaven and earth, beautiful but terrifying.

The battle between the Bone Sacred Mountain and the other ghost cultivation sects had already reached an extremely fierce level.

This is the twenty-eighth day that Li Mu has come to the Hundred Ghost Star.

The alliance of the major ghost cultivation sects, led by the three major ghost sects, has invaded the hinterland of the Bone Sacred Mountain, and the situation is as dangerous as an egg.

Most of the disciples recruited by the Bone Sacred Mountain suffered heavy casualties, and most of them fled.

Not all ghost cultivators have been inspired by the ambition of the two saints of the Bone Sacred Mountain, and are willing to fight to the death.

Of course, not everyone's ghost cultivators are afraid of death.

Now, there are still 100,000 ghost cultivators in the Bone Sacred Mountain, fighting side by side, fighting for this holy land in their hearts.

Li Mu is one of them.

However, he had another purpose.

Li Mu looked back at his subordinates behind him.

In the past, there were 100 ghost cultivators, some of whom died in battle, some of whom fled, and now there are less than 50 left, with different appearances, some old and young, some men and women, teenage children, and gray-haired old men, most of the ghost cultivators retain their appearance before their death, and they also retain the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of their lives.

Li Mu saw that in the team, there was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, wearing the ghost weapon armor issued by the sect, trembling with fear and tears, but he still did not retreat.

People who have died once understand what it means to die better than others.

People who have died once also cherish the feeling of existence more than others.

The wandering spirits who can come to the Hundred Ghost Star have huge obsessions and unfulfilled wishes before they are alive, and they don't want to die even more than the living.

But they still showed up on the battlefield.

Li Mu looked at these subordinates who had only led for less than a month, and a sense of identity suddenly emerged in his heart.

"Guys, follow me and watch the formation. ”

Li Mu ordered, then turned around and rushed to the ghost cultivator who rushed from the opposite side.

Soldier against soldier.

will be against the general.

This is the way of fighting between the ghost cultivation sects.

In the sky, the existence of the high-level ghost general level of the Bone Saint Mountain was fighting with the place, bursting out with terrifying battle fluctuations.

The ground is the battlefield of ghost cultivation in the realm of Li Mu.

In Li Mu's hand, there was a rusty giant ghost head knife, a fine ghost weapon received from the Bone Saint Mountain Armory, and with a swing of the knife, it instantly cut the oncoming dozen or so ghost cultivators wearing white bone armor into pieces, and the white bone chips flew like fluttering snowflakes.

He was like a sharp cone, inserted into the camp of the ghost cultivators in the Wandering Field.

Behind him, fifty subordinates, including the young ghost cultivator who was crying in fear, brandished their weapons, followed Li Mu, and charged continuously.

This is the experience that Li Mu summed up in the previous battles, he always bears the greatest impact at the first time, reduces the pressure on the subordinates behind him, and protects them to the greatest extent, and there is no such strong cultivation as Li Mu to do this.

So all along, Li Mu's team has also been the team with the least losses.

His fierce and courageous fighting style was rewarded by the high-level of the Bone Sacred Mountain, and also attracted the attention of the enemy.

In the sky.

A huge bone dragon hundreds of meters long, flapping its bony wings.

On the back of the bone dragon, there stood a figure shrouded in black and red armor, surrounded by ghosts and respectful status.

And behind him, there were dozens of ghost cultivators standing in the field, one of them was a giant ghost cultivator with a burly body like a small mountain, a pair of giant axes crossed behind his back, and his eyes were flowing with blood-like red light, full of oppression.

"Is that him?"

The black-and-red armored figure looked down, and his eyes locked on Li Mu, who was killing and killing.

A ghost cultivator said: "Returning to the field master, it is this person, known as the [Crazy Knife], excellent knife skills, very strong combat power, these days, has killed a lot of our masters, it is said that a new ghost general, less than a month ago, only to take refuge in the Bone Holy Mountain." ”

"When you finish your sentence, go and kill him. The figure in black and red armor said.

The giant ghost Xiu licked his lips and said, "Obey." ”

He jumped directly from the back of the bone dragon, his body was like a meteor falling from the sky, hanging the fire spark, like a big fireball, diving, the double axe behind him didn't know when he had picked it up in his hand, the giant axe crossed, the cross killing mang cut the heaven and the earth, carrying the falling incomparable killing machine, and directly slashed at Li Mu at the front of the team.

"After completing the sentence, this move [Cross Sky Axe Kill] is becoming more and more proficient, and the power is also stronger, and he will definitely be able to kill the [Crazy Knife] for the field master. A handsome face of the master said with a smile.

The swinging field master in black and red armor nodded: "Well, the talent is ...... after completing the sentence."

The voice did not fall.

Just look at Li Mu, who was killing the enemy on the ground, he suddenly jumped up, and with a single slash in the face, he cut the huge fireball that the giant ghost cultivator had turned into two with one sword.

Also smashed together was the body of the giant ghost cultivator.

Killed in seconds.

On the back of the bone dragon, there was a dead silence in an instant.

The master of the swinging field who spoke just now was extremely embarrassed.

The corners of the Swinging Arena Lord's mouth twitched under the black mask.

The completion of the sentence is already a mid-level ghost general level of cultivation, although it is not a top master of the field, but because of his talent, coupled with the lack of heart and eye for a string in his brain, he is absolutely loyal to the owner, and has always been favored by the owner, and is one of the personal guards around the owner.

It seems that the strength of this [Crazy Knife] is even higher than imagined.

"Owner, let me slaughter this [Crazy Knife]. Another tall, lanky man asked for battle.

The Lord of the Wandering Field nodded, and said, "Well, Elder Zhuo Ying is extremely powerful, and he is already the peak of the middle extreme ghost general, so he will definitely be able to kill this [Crazy Knife], avenge the prisoner brothers, and boost the morale of my Wandering Field ground army...... Go ahead. “

The slender and tall ghost cultivator nodded, his figure flashed, and he disappeared behind the bone dragon in an instant, and in the next moment, he appeared in front of Li Mu on the ground, with a blood dragon ghost spear in his hand, stabbing directly at Li Mu's face.

"Okay, this time, Elder Zhuo Ying will definitely be triumphant. The handsome-faced master of the field who spoke before immediately cheered.

This sneak attack and assassination is really exciting.

The powerhouses of the Swinging Field on the back of the bone dragon also showed a hint of a smile.

But in the next moment, this smile froze on their faces.

Because Zhuo Ling stabbed out with a shot, there were almost no flaws, but the [Crazy Knife] seemed to have known it for a long time, and it was directly a knife that split the face, and the blade came first, and directly split the blood dragon ghost spear into two pieces from the middle, which was exactly the same as the previous death method after completing his sentence, and Zhuo Ling, who was split into two pieces at the same time, also had Zhuo Ling, who shot out.

The handsome and handsome master who cheered twice in a row, the expression on his face in an instant was like eating a dead mouse.

The other masters also looked at this benevolent brother.

It's a bit wicked.

Under the black mask of the Wandering Fieldmaster, the forehead was about to bulge with bruises.

"Owner, I'm going to slaughter him. "A man whose whole body was shrouded in a black and rich ghostly aura, spoke as if the ice was broken, and took the initiative to invite the battle.

The Lord of the Swinging Field nodded and said, "Okay, Elder Lilin is the arm I rely on, I don't make a move easily, once I make a move, I will definitely win a big victory...... Go ahead, be careful. “

The handsome-faced master of the field saw it, and in order to alleviate his embarrassment, he hurriedly said, "If Elder Lilin makes a move, it must be ......."

Elder Lilin turned his head, glanced at it, and shouted directly: "You shut up Lao Tzu." ”

With a handsome face, the master of the field was so frightened that he hurriedly shut up.

Only then did Elder Lilin jump off the bone dragon and go to intercept and kill Li Mu.

Soon, with a terrifying knife wound that almost cut his body in half, he fled back to the bone dragon, and the rich black ghost air flow like liquid overflowed from the wound, for ghost cultivators, this is equivalent to 'blood loss', too much ghost qi flows, not only is the strength reduced, but even the life may be threatened.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he escaped from the ghost head knife of [Crazy Knife].

"Owner, subordinates ......" Elder Lilin looked ashamed.

The master of the field said, "It's okay, Elder Lilin did his best...... Step aside and heal. “

Elder Lilin nodded in shame, stepped aside, and then glared viciously at the handsome-faced Wandering Arena Master.

The handsome face and the master of the field feel very aggrieved, didn't I finish it just now, you are not strong enough, why do you blame me?

But the other masters around him all felt that it was really a wise choice for Elder Lilin to not let this thing finish his words just now, if he let this thing finish just now, I am afraid that it would have turned into ashes just like the completion of his sentence and Zhuo Ling.

It's poisonous in the mouth.

The owner of the field also glanced back at the handsome-looking subordinate, and said, "I'm going to take action personally, Elder Xingfeng, do you have anything to say?"

Elder Xingfeng, who had a handsome face, was about to speak subconsciously, but when he said that, he was glared at by others, and immediately covered his mouth again, for fear that if he said something more, in case even the owner of the field couldn't help this [Crazy Knife] and retreated in defeat, would he still be alive?

The owner of the field smiled and said, "Say, but it's okay to say." ”

The tone is unmistakable.

Elder Xingfeng had no choice but to say: "If the owner of the field comes out, he will definitely be victorious." ”

The owner of the field nodded and said, "Okay." ”

He took it personally.

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