In the wilderness, the turbulent spiritual power made the rain curtain a little distorted.

A quaint black order flag, fearless of wind and rain, quietly suspended in the air, a trace of special rhythm emanating from the flag, from the underworld to the ghost of the world, under the constraints of this rhythm, patrolling in a radius of ten miles.

A fierce battle is going on.

The two sides of the battle are naturally the ghosts who escort the ghosts along the way, as well as the mysterious sneak attackers.

When he learned that there was a fear of abnormal movement in the night of the hundred ghosts, Fu Zhiming, the ghost messenger, changed his route and went around to the barren mountains and wilderness, if there was a battle in a place where people gathered, the impact would not be small.

However, as the battle progressed, Fu Zhiming gradually lost the upper hand.

He wants to distract himself from manipulating the Hundred Ghost Order, so that the ghosts will not be restrained and wander the world.

And the attackers clearly wanted a quick victory, and the offensive became more and more aggressive.

Narrowly avoided the sword that stabbed him in the heart, but a cut was made in his shoulder, and black mist overflowed from the wound.

Fu Zhiming was a little anxious, if he continued like this, he would not be able to hold on.

The world, after all, is not their home field.

One stumbled, Fu Zhiming's right arm was scarred, and in a trance in front of him, the enemy on the opposite side seemed to have become three, attacking from three directions, and his figure had not yet adjusted!

In desperation, a touch of red comes into view.

"Stop!" a loud shout came from afar.

Arriving before the sound was a large piece of Fire Spirit Sword!

Wang Ming finally arrived.

More than a hundred fire spirit swords set off a frenzy of spiritual power, and the man in black was drowned in a series of explosions in an instant.

"Hmm, just recovering to life, you dare to meddle in your affairs!" the angry voice of the man in black sounded.

He was just frightened by the more than 100 flying swords, thinking that he was a kendo master, but he didn't expect that it was actually a monk of the Resurrection Realm, the attack method was simple and rude, it was a simple use of spiritual power, but he didn't know what method was used, and he could actually control so many spiritual power flying swords at one time.

However, no matter how many flying swords there are, they are just resurrections!

The explosion ended, and the man in black was unscathed!

"Barbarian, kill him!" Wang Ming didn't pay attention to the man in black, he knew in his heart that since he dared to make a move against the team of the Hundred Ghosts of the Underworld, he was definitely not an idle person, the wave of flying swords just now seemed to be amazing, but he didn't expect it to work at all.

As long as you can scare him a little bit, save the ghost in front of you, and then, he'll be a bug.

"Drink!" a thick spear stretched out out of thin air, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at the man in black!

"How is it possible!" The man in black had round eyes, his figure flashed slightly, and he hurriedly retreated.

The situation was completely unexpected, how could the ghosts of the underworld appear in the human world!

However, the seemingly bulky figure of the barbarian was unexpectedly fast, and he swept past at a faster speed than the man in black, and the tip of the gun was still pointed straight at the center of his eyebrows!

In desperation, the man in black had to block with his sword.

With a bang, the tip of the spear slammed into the blade of the sword, and the blade bent down.

Then the spear slashed down, and the head of the spear cut off half of the nose of the man in black!

Totally crushed!

Then, the barbarian stepped forward and fired three shots in a row, instantly lighting the man in black into three transparent holes.

"Catch it alive!" Wang Ming hurriedly shouted from behind.

The man in black was defeated so quickly that he almost didn't react.

The brute froze slightly, and then fired a shot at the waist of the man in black, who planned to destroy the lower half of this guy's body first.

Boom!

The spear hit the waist of the man in black accurately, but what was unexpected was that after this shot, the man in black actually exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

"Damn!" Wang Ming exclaimed in surprise, and said Okay, what about keeping people alive?

Mansen was also slightly stunned, my shot obviously controlled the force?

Then his face changed slightly, and he said angrily: "Dare to play tricks!"

The blood mist scattered in the air suddenly seemed to have life, and quickly dispersed in all directions!

On the barbarian spear, a black mist rises, and then sweeps around!

The black mist swept towards the scattered blood mist like waves.

Suddenly, seventy percent of the blood mist was eliminated, but thirty percent still disappeared into invisibility in the blink of an eye.

"Didn't I let you stay alive!, how did you beat people into scum!" Wang Ming said in a daze.

"He's gone!" the brute's spear slashed the ground, and the turf on the ground withered at once.

"Run... Ran away?" Wang Ming didn't react for a while.

"He wasn't broken up by me just now, he should have used some kind of spell similar to disintegration, that part of the blood mist, as long as there is a trace of escape, he can be reborn, it was my mistake. Barbarian said in a deep voice.

"Uh, is this journey safe for the time being?" Wang Ming had nothing to say.

"At least he won't come back, this kind of spell is extremely draining on himself, and he can't recover in a short time. Barson said.

"Okay, then I'll go to the next one. Wang Ming nodded, and immediately ran in another direction.

Looking at the direction in which Wang Ming went, Barbarian Sen told Fu Zhiming a few words, and then his figure dissipated.

Although you can come to the world with the help of yang judgment, you can't stay for long.

......

For one night, Wang Ming rushed to various places non-stop, but Huaxia was too big, and the attacker was not the only one.

In the end, out of the 49 ghosts, there were still 16 ghosts, totaling more than 4,000 ghosts, who disappeared.

In addition, twenty-seven demons were seriously injured.

There was a crowd of people outside the judge's mansion, and the roaring sound coming from inside the judge's mansion made the ghosts frightened.

"Order the ghost kings of all parties, rush to the judge's mansion for me within two hours, and anyone who does not arrive or is late will be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell, and will never be able to live forever!"

"My lord, aren't these two hours a little short...", a ghost next to him said in fear.

"What nonsense, hurry up!" Barbarian kicked over, this ghost is too eyeless, when is this, those ghost kings, even if they are tired to death, they have to arrive!

There were six ghost generals standing under the lobby, all of whom belonged to the Judge's Mansion, and Barbarian was one of them, and all of them were summoned by Wang Ming and fought with the attackers.

"Tell me, you've fought with those people, do you have any eyebrows?" said the judge, frowning.

Several people looked at each other, a little hesitant.

"What are you afraid of!" said the judge, Barbarian!" exclaimed the judge.

"My lord, the person who fought against me was only one level lower than me in strength, but when it came to actual combat, he was completely crushed by me..."Barbarian said after a moment of organization.

"Rank suppression?!" the judge staggered.

"Go, fetch me the Devil's Head, those bunch of things that eat inside and out! I'm going to have to slaughter a few for them to see today!" the judge was furious.

Rank suppression, Barbarian is a ghost general, and he can be suppressed by his rank, that is, his position is lower than that of his underground ghost, etc., but how can there be a ghost difference in the world?

The answer is imminent.

(End of chapter)