Early the next morning, black clouds overwhelmed the city, the atmosphere outside the city was solemn, the ripe ears of rice were unharvested, and the peasants had already scattered and fled.

Not far away, five thousand gold-heavy armored knights surrounded Puyang City, and one of them, a one-eyed knight in golden armor, with an eagle feather on his head, walked out of the crowd on horseback, holding a shiny scimitar, and shouted to the soldiers.

"The person who rode the golden iron horse is Tuoba Hanyu. "On Puyang City, Tian Nuoning climbed high in the wind, like a fairy, quietly watching the iron cavalry army of the Poison Dragon Prison. Behind him stood two people, Ruozi and Xuanyuan Yushu.

The people of the Farsighted Poison Dragon Prison, except for the armor, were naked and pitch black, and the appearance of white bones was outlined on the surface of their bodies with unknown white dye, and from a distance, they looked like a group of skeletons.

Outside the city gate, the ghost spirit is in front, the iron mask is behind, Shangguan Yizhi is on the left, and Li Hao is on the right, guarding the four gates of Puyang City. The two sides are settled.

The horn of the bull roared, Tuoba Hanyu suddenly shouted, swung his sword forward, and five thousand iron horsemen roared and swept like a torrent.

The earth was shaken, and the gravel on the walls of the city trembled and scattered, and it made people shudder and feel the urge to run.

"It's time to go. Tian Nuoning said.

Ruozi nodded, slowly opened the ancient book held in front of his chest, sat down cross-legged, spread the unfolded scroll on his lap, unprinted it with both hands, and began to pray.

The ancient magic circle depicted on the scroll shone with golden light, and it was suspended from the book, and the pattern of the formation was drawn like a square and a circle, which was exactly the same as the rice fields under the city.

The Jin Ge Iron Horse outside the array gradually appeared in the magic circle in front of Ruozi, Ruozi twisted a touch of ghost fire in his hand, and pointed to the center of the magic circle.

Several ghostly fires shot out of the city, along the ground, and ignited the rice fields outside the city, but the firelight was mostly dark green, and it was very strange, and the cavalry that rushed into the formation stopped their horses, and was on full alert.

Standing with two fingers in front of him, Wakako stopped praying and opened his eyes suddenly.

"Open! Wraith Phantom Array!"

The ghosts under the city cried loudly, and one by one the dark green ghosts crawled out of the rice fields, crying and rushing towards the iron cavalry army of the Poison Dragon Prison.

Seeing the faces of these resentful spirits, the soldiers of the Poison Dragon Prison were so frightened that even their horses roared in panic, and these resentful spirits pounced on them, dragging them off their horses and throwing them to the ground, and dragging them straight into the ghost fire in the rice fields.

Once in the fire of the rice field, the shouts of the soldiers can no longer be heard.

"Resentful Spirit Phantom Array?" Xuanyuan Yushu looked at Ruo Zishu suspiciously.

"Yes. Wakako slowly stood up.

Tuoba Hanyu yelled a few times in the distance, and the soldiers looked at him one after another, and the scattered team gradually calmed down.

Xuanyuan Yushu frowned.

The army of the Poison Dragon Prison was once again in order, and they rushed up without fear, and the resentful spirits that stepped forward to block it were cut in half.

However, the soldiers soon found that once they entered the battle, it was very easy to lose their way, and most of them inexplicably returned to the starting point after fighting for a while. The resentful spirits in the rice fields on both sides are still emerging in an endless stream, and gradually everyone is tired of killing the resentful spirits, and the casualties are getting bigger and bigger.

However, it seems that there are many wizards with abilities in the team, and from a distance, I saw a wizard sacrifice a jade magic weapon, waved it a few times, and slammed it into the ground.

The ghostly light walked along the ground, and the resentful spirits it touched vanished.

As more and more wizards helped, the morale of the Iron Cavalry Army was greatly boosted, and after a while, some of the Iron Cavalry were killed under the Four Gates.

The one who is facing them right now is the Phantom.

At the moment of the army, the phantom did not seem to panic, smiled skillfully, and closed his eyes.

A calm and serene humming voice came softly, and the noisy battlefield fell silent in an instant, and the soldiers who were still fighting looked at her in surprise.

The sound is not loud, but it stretches like silk, you can hear the birds, you can hear the fragrance of flowers, and the temptation of warm dreams is irresistible.

The sound of several weapons falling to the ground sounded, and the war horse slowly bent down and lay on the ground, and the warrior on horseback fell asleep with a smile.

The soul was gradually stripped of its body, as if guided by light, and dispersed in the air.

A young wizard was resolute, his fingers in his ears, blood dripping out, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain. Sacrifice a first-class light dagger, flashing lightning towards the ghost.

The Phantom suddenly opened its eyes and looked at him.

It was so clear, and the pure love, the promise of a lifetime, came through the eyes.

The streamer's dagger slowed down, and the young wizard fell to the ground with a hint of tears in the corners of his eyes.

"I'd like to see it again......"

The battle in the east of the city was as anxious, Shangguan Yizhi danced a soul-slashing sword, the blade loomed, and he tried his best to block the enemy.

The knight held the long sword in his hand, and blocked it with a horizontal sword, but he didn't expect this blade to pass through the long sword and directly hit him.

The knight was startled, saw no blood and felt no pain, and was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt half of his body disobey the call, and fell from his horse.

It doesn't hurt the body, only the soul!

There are more and more knights who come to the city gate, not to mention that there are many wizards who have some Taoism, and Shangguan Yizhi also saw sweat on his forehead.

Shangguan Yizhi gritted his teeth, stood the knife on his chest, bit his fingers, and smeared the blood on the Soul Slashing Broadsword, and the bright red blood suddenly turned into a raging blue flame.

"Ghost Hellfire!"

Shangguan Yi waved the big knife, and an arc-shaped blue flame skimmed out, and the toucher immediately ignited, although the skin and flesh would not open, but the burned limbs no longer felt it, and this fire was strangely tight, no matter how you beat it, it could not be extinguished.

For a while, the cavalry wizards in front of them were in confusion, and the knights with fire fled in all directions with screams, rolling all over the ground, which ignited more people, and the battle situation at the east gate improved a little, giving Shangguan Yizhi a chance to breathe.

On the side of the West Gate, Li Hao's Netherworld Chain Prison struggled to support the battle situation, and the chains wrapped around his arms were inserted into the ground, and appeared under the horses of the heavily armored knights, locking them one by one, and slowly dragging them into the eternal darkness underground.

However, as the number of enemies continued to increase, Li Hao's side became more and more difficult.

On the other hand, on the iron side, it is more relaxed, whether you are wearing heavy armor or green shirts and thin clothes, come to cut one by one, come to two to cut a pair, the figure is smart, and the obscure dragon sword is even more sharpened like clay. At the back gate of Puyang City, there are mountains of corpses and bones, and only the blood stains everywhere and the dark dragon sword are left.

"Drink!" the wanton killing almost drove Iron Mask into a frenzy, and he became more and more brave in the face of more and more enemies.

The battlefield became white-hot, and the four people defending the city gradually became struggling, and suddenly a rapid horn came from the army of the Poison Dragon Prison, and I don't know who ordered it, everyone looked at the sky one after another.

"God Night Moon Lone Star!"

Xuanyuan Yushu on the side opened his mouth wide and looked at Tian Nuoning who was casting spells with all his strength in surprise.

The originally bright sun gradually dimmed as if it was obscured by something.

Night Moon, Lone Star.

Day and night turned in an instant, and a cold wind swept the entire battlefield, and the ghost phantom array suddenly screamed, the number and mana of the unjust souls increased greatly, and the battle situation turned over in an instant.

Frightened by the celestial phenomena, the poisonous dragon prison army was in turmoil, all the soldiers scattered and fled, and the sacrifices of the army also knelt on the ground to pray.

Looking at the army of the Poison Dragon Prison that had suddenly retreated, the four people defending the city were relieved and collapsed to the ground one after another, Iron Mask's face was slightly better, but he was also panting heavily.

Looking at the Poison Dragon Prison Iron Rider that suddenly receded like a tide, Tian Nuoning's body shook, and Xuanyuan Yushu hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

On the first day, I finally got through it.