"Ahh

The army was in complete disarray, and under the dim inky sky, a captain of a hundred battles knelt on the ground in pain and roared heartbreakingly.

If the wind was wrapped around his body, blowing dust and splashing everywhere, he raised his head, and the crimson air flow erupted from his seven orifices, like a red snake, bursting out of his body.

As the out-of-control battle qi poured out of his body, his originally strong and powerful physique, like a leaking balloon, quickly became shriveled, his face was wrinkled, and his skin was covered with bones.

It was not only his strength that was taken away, but also his life.

When the last wisp of battle qi was extracted, the creature that had been completely drained fell to the ground weakly, bleeding like an infusion, dyeing the ground around it red.

He fell to the ground, his consciousness was blurred, and his young life came to an end.

He struggled to breathe.

In front of his blurred eyes, the whole world was shaking, and it was vaguely visible that on his side, there were dried corpses like him that had fallen to the ground.

The corpse seemed to form a road of bones leading to the Yellow Spring.

At the end of this killing avenue, there is the remnant city of Dongying, which is completely wrapped in the red qi.

That little-known small city is now covered in blood, turning into gloomy auspicious clouds, and there is a glow of sunshine, and an ominous halo flows, like the gate of the underworld, opening violently above Middle-earth.

That's the end.

The end of this war leads to the Yellow Springs Hell.

They shouldn't have come.

Alas, they have already arrived.

"Click"

The stones around him were crushed apart, and the dying sergeant struggled to look up, and saw a Japanese man in leather armor and holding a cross spear, and his face was equally young.

But in the midst of this ghost, his face was expressionless, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

He seemed to be used to the ghostly sight.

The two looked at each other.

In this desperate battlefield, one is weak and the other is indifferent.

The sergeant saw the light of contempt for life in that ashigaru eye, and he knew that this was his corpse collector.

Unwilling.

A strong unwillingness rose from the sergeant's heart, if the fighting spirit was still there, no, even if there was no fighting spirit, he could easily defeat this thin extraterritorial dog thief by relying on his bravery!

"Ahh

With his last strength, he burst out with a war cry, grabbed the waist knife beside him, and wanted to fight to the death with this widow.

But he was too weak.

"Poof"

The crude cross-gun pierced the sergeant's shriveled and limp body, carrying him into the ground like a bug of unknown form.

Blood spurted from the sergeant's mouth and nose.

The last wisp of life also escaped from the torn body, and he glared at the expressionless Japanese ashigaru in front of him, and wanted to swing his sword, but the darkness was already descending in front of him.

Like a veil, it hides all calamities from view.

"Smack"

The blood-stained waist knife fell to the ground, and the sergeant swallowed his last breath in extreme unwillingness.

The cross spear was drawn, and the Japanese ashiki looked at the fallen corpse in front of him, his dead eyes did not have much light, and he did not stay on the corpse in front of him for too long.

In the bloody wind, he carried the blood-stained cross spear and continued to walk.

There were still many struggling Middle-earth soldiers there.

He will kill them.

It's like in Toei's homeland, where he went to kill those hostile samurai ronin.

This kind of killing is a kind of mercy.

Avoid them and continue to be tormented.

Ashigaru, who had also been a samurai, and like these Middle-earthers, had tried to challenge the immortals, he was luckier, or rather, more unlucky, than them, after his compatriots had died, he survived and joined the Penglai army.

He's actually dead, too.

What lives here is just a shell that lingers.

He's actually...

I envy these soldiers who died in battle.

At least they don't have to carry shame and despair and continue to live.

After the Ten Thousand Souls Formation rose, the southern army was defeated in an instant, and they went out of the city under the leadership of their respective commanders and samurai, killing those who were still alive.

This kind of killing was necessary for the Japanese people.

"鬼の身をもって,よみがえる! 戦い続ける! ”

Behind these slayers, the onmyoji, wearing high crowns, holding lanterns that flickered and went out in the wind filled with spiritual energy, walked beside the corpses like soul attractors.

They chanted the words, and kept throwing down the yellow rune paper painted with vermilion in their hands, and the rune paper burned in the air, and the ashes fell into these freshly dead corpses, and another power reappeared in these corpses.

Envoy-style gods and ghosts.

This is the best skill of the Dongying onmyoji who studied in Penglai, and on the battlefield where tens of thousands of people died tragically, the unwilling resentment and anger gathered, and there was aura overflowing here, which was most suitable for resentment to shape.

Those ghosts who are unwilling to die, and their hearts are full of hatred, attached to these corpses, and they staggered to their feet one by one, most of them are resentful spirits that have just appeared, and the weak ones are not stronger than ordinary people.

But there are also outliers with huge spiritual power, which is the unwilling hatred breakthrough in the heart, so that when they first appeared, they had the appearance of fierce ghosts.

Only 20,000 people landed in Dongying.

With only 20,000 people, if you want to run rampant in Qilu, it's a joke, even if everyone can't do it for ghost martial arts, the martial artists of Middle Earth are not so easy to deal with.

But with these 70,000 "evil ghosts" who have been tempered by the battle qi, it is enough to protect the newly born spirit realm.

The only thing that restricts the activities of these supernatural creatures is the range of aura, they are supernatural after all, and they can only walk and fight where there is aura.

Refining sentient beings and transforming aura.

The scene of calamity in front of me is like a night in Taihang, which is repeated today.

But unfortunately, people do not learn from the past.

Their contempt for the truth and their disdain for vanity will always drag them into the same calamity again and again.

"Death to the thief!"

In the roar, several war horses galloped, and the low broadsword slashed down obliquely, killing the two ashigaru who rushed on the spot, and then used their horsepower to disperse a group of Japanese people, opening the way for the people behind.

This is the edge of the battle array, witnessing the Hundred Battles Army being harvested by evil magic, no matter how stupid people are, they also know that this place is a Jedi and can no longer stay.

A group of generals protected Zhao Lian and retreated from the hillock, as well as thousands of elite Qilu border troops, who did not cultivate a hundred battles and evade the invasion of the demon wind.

But they have bigger trouble.

Those Japanese people who had just been pressed to the ground and beaten by the Hundred Battles Army were already like a herd of beasts coming out of the cage at this time, shouting from the rear, the advantage in strength was gone, and their morale plummeted.

If it is surrounded, this last southern army will also be destroyed here.

"Master Hou, let's go!"

The brave lieutenant returned from his horse, carrying his sword upside down, his face was full of blood, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes that could not be concealed.

This reckless man is not afraid of battle, but the supernatural thing in front of him is really beyond his imagination, for such a fierce thing that he does not understand, feel afraid, shouldn't it be?

"The last general led the army to stop them, Hou Ye quickly went to the direction of Zibo! Rendezvous with Wu Shifeng and the bandit army! ”

This lieutenant is also a strategic.

He glanced back at the Japanese people who rushed up, and saw that Wei Hou's face was like paper, and he knew that after the defeat of Hou Ye in the siege of Yanjing, he was hit by the fiasco of the battle in front of him, and he was unable to control for a while.

"You and a few others, be sure to protect the safety of Master Hou!"

The adjutant general shouted to several lieutenants around Weihou:

"We are a penniless lowly person, and it is all up to the Hou Ye to promote all the way to have the current glory of the ancestors, and we must be conscientious, especially our soldiers.

I will not be able to return to this battle, if all my brothers can live, they will go back to the ancestral land on my behalf, and protect my wife and children at home. ”

After saying that, the deputy gritted his teeth, pulled the reins of his horse, and rushed to the rear with his sword, and he shouted as he galloped:

"Tell my son that he is not a coward, and he dies like a hero!"

This parting of Tuo Gu aroused the enthusiasm in the hearts of many people.

They were all from the Qilu border army, and they were a group of reckless men under Weihou's real group, how could they sit idly by and watch their brothers die.

"Captain Wen! You are the youngest, and you still have a great future, I and a few others have received great favors from the Hou Ye, and this is the time to repay the favor. Hou Ye's safety will be handed over to you. ”

Several lieutenants were also enthusiastic, grabbed their weapons, called their subordinates, and chased after the deputy general.

This time, only one-third of the soldiers behind Weihou remained.

The young lieutenant Wen was not greedy for life and afraid of death, and he also wanted to rush into battle, but seeing that Weihou was isolated, he had to press the blood in his heart, he rode on a horse, hugged his fists and said goodbye to the brothers behind him, and then led the soldiers and horses and rushed to the rear.

Ahead, under the knoll.

The adjutant general took a few captains to form a formation to resist the enemy, killed and repelled three waves of Japanese attacks in a row, and also killed a few ghost warriors.

The lieutenant wanted to pursue, but was stunned to find that there was a new group of enemies, rushing down from the hillock.

One by one, the steps were strange and stiff, swaying their bodies, and their bodies were wrapped in all kinds of weird colors, not like people.

"Kill!"

The hoarse roar of rubbing stones rang out from the group of strange people, and in the next moment, they surged up like a waterfall, facing the elite swords and guns of the Southern Army, and pounced on them.

The blade pierced the body, but little rancid blood flowed out.

The brave lieutenant general held a large knife and stepped forward to slash and kill several people, and he saw that the armor on these strange people was familiar, and it was clearly the armor of the Hundred Battles Army.

This...

"Bell"

It's a terrible thing to get distracted on the battlefield

The sword light in front of the adjutant general's eyes lit up, and he wanted to block a point, but he was kicked in the chest, and the empty door was wide open, and he was pierced through the hundred refining armor with a knife by the bloody sword, which went straight to the heart.

He fell to the ground, his eyes full of astonishment.

In front of his eyes, it was a very familiar figure who killed him.

Emaciated as skin and bones, on the hideous cheeks, highlighting the blood-red eyes, in addition to the cape, there is a strange single horn, tearing the flesh and blood, protruding on the forehead.

The light armor on its body represents its identity.

"Captain Feng?"

The adjutant recognized the man from the killer's face during his near-death experience.

But immediately, he saw the wound on the waist and abdomen of "Captain Feng", which was almost completely torn open, still dripping with blood, and surging with strange green energy.

With such an injury, people can't survive, let alone continue to fight.

Captain Feng is dead.

The one in front of him was the evil ghost that took his shell.

The adjutant general laughed bitterly twice, his heart was filled with despair, he knew that he would also follow in the footsteps of Captain Feng and become one of the tens of millions of evil ghosts in front of him.

Alas...

The evening is not guaranteed.

In the next moment, a trace of hideousness flashed in the demon's eyes, and the sword light in his hand rose again.

The adjutant closed his eyes, and there were no more waves in his heart.

Qilu.

Finished.

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Outside Zibo City, in the camp of the bandit army, Wu Shifeng, who was wearing a mask, was looking up at the city behind him.

A vision rose from the city, like a wisp of blood-colored evil light, which had enveloped most of the city, and the sky that had been clear just now would have been cloudy.

Pale thunder and lightning passed through the black clouds, and the muffled thunder and thunder brought all kinds of ominousness.

This kind of change in heaven and earth made Wu Shifeng's heart sink like water.

In the first half of his life, he had studied the study of saints, paying attention to respecting ghosts and gods and staying away, and now this kind of change is tantamount to challenging the three views of ghost scholars, but he is not an ordinary person after all.

He had also heard about Taixing, and through his own channels, he barely pieced together the truth of Taixing.

Now...

Could this be the secret method of the Penglai thief?

Wu Shifeng turned his head, followed the clouds above his head, and looked farther away.

The gloomy clouds, like ink seeping into the water, were spreading rapidly, and everywhere the clouds went, there would be such blood-colored strangeness in the city, in other words, this was probably some kind of miracle spreading in the land of Qilu?

And this wind...

The ghost scholar closed his eyes and felt the wind around him, which was very light, and when he inhaled his nostrils, he felt that his bones were a few taels lighter.

This is clearly not normal.

And the direction in which the clouds came was on the side of Dongyingkou, where Weihou was leading the army to fight with the Japanese people, so was there something strange going on in the battlefield?

"Bang"

A loud bang interrupted Wu Shifeng's thoughts.

He turned around suddenly, and saw that the gate of the camp had been brutally slammed open, and a black horse with a height of one foot and a huge and heavy monster was spewing out two pillars of air from its nostrils, and in the noisy collision, carrying the black-armored swordsman, rushed into the camp.

The soldiers tried to stop them, but as long as they dared to step forward, they would be easily knocked away by the warhorse.

Wu Shifeng blinked.

He knew who it was.

"Click"

The black-armored swordsman controlled his machine war horse and stopped steadily in front of Wu Shifeng's eyes, ignoring the soldiers chasing behind him.

He took out two bags from the big pocket behind his waist and threw them at Wu Shifeng's feet, scattering a place of pills, as well as various yellow runes, and a low and hoarse voice also sounded from under that ghostly face.

Like the soul-soothing sound of hell.

"The pill is boiled with water, sprinkled around the camp, and then five hundred elite soldiers are selected, and the abdomen is intimate with talisman paper, and the essence and blood are stimulated, and the surrounding area is guarded."

Wu Shifeng did not hesitate, and had great trust in the person in front of him.

He summoned a few men, acted according to the plan, and asked:

"What happened?"

"The evil formation has risen."

On the Black King's war horse, Xiao Tie pulled out the giant gate with his backhand, and in the sound of chains, he looked back at the sky and said in a cold voice:

"With Dongyingkou as the source point, radiating around, the aura goes, there are more than 500 miles, Jinan Mansion is in all the big cities, all of which have been covered by the spiritual realm, and all evils are gradually born."

"If we don't win the battle, Qilu will be in danger."