Chapter 150: The Yin Soldiers Attack

Guan Zhen came back to his senses in an instant after being shocked, and couldn't help but have a wave of doubts in his heart, is there really such a kind thing in this world?

Since this warlock helped Xiang Yu why he made such an outrageous request, I am afraid that Xiang Yu at that time was also stunned for a while, but after thinking about it, Xiang Yu really had no reason to refuse. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What's the word?" Wu Tian's voice sounded directly, obviously hearing the conversation just now.

"Hades!" Xiang An replied, but his tone was a little solemn.

"What's wrong with that?" The steward wondered.

"Our ancestors once left a saying that the underworld represents ominousness, and future generations are not allowed to touch things related to it." Xiang An explained.

"Then how did you two end up here?" Guan Qi said with a hint of surprise, after all, this is an ancestral training, even if it is a mistake, it will take a while of courage to overthrow it under the 100,000-year-old Ganglun.

What's more, listening to what happened before, it is obvious that it is not only the two people in front of them who do not follow the ancestral teachings, but the entire family.

Xiang An's face showed a hint of helplessness, and the originally clenched fist in his hand slowly loosened.

"Since the ancestors lost in the battle for the crown 100,000 years ago, our Xiang clan has survived and survived in the cracks, and the remaining inheritance of the clan has been almost lost!"

Xiang An also sighed in his eyes when he said this, they had no complaints about this result, but they didn't want to fall from now on.

"Originally, our clan did not dare to be born, but when the Yellow Turban Rebellion gave us a chance to take advantage of it, after the unanimous decision of the clan, we took out a inheritance left by our ancestors 100,000 years ago, so we sent our two brothers out." Xiang Kang added.

"Alas!"

Guan sighed, he could understand the state of mind of a family to endure humiliation, 100,000 years without seeing the world, this is not something ordinary people can endure, and he does not hesitate to violate the ancestral teachings for the sake of inheritance.

Wu Tian was holding the silver spear phantom in his hand, and every time he stabbed out, the provocation speed reached the extreme, and in the eyes of the soldiers, it seemed to be a miracle, leaving only one phantom of the silver spear, while thinking about the warlock.

Obviously, that warlock must have something to do with the formation of this burial place, and the word "Hades" faintly made Wu Tian feel a special feeling in his heart.

He could only speculate that the method of requesting burial might be a formation, a formation that would turn the bones into undead, or a key to unlock the underworld that had been left underground.

There are also many doubts, such as how the warlock knew that there was a remnant of the underworld here, why he died after the battle, and so on.

"The top priority is to get back Xiang Yu's things first, and then Xiang An will follow and lead the way!" Wu Tian forcibly interrupted his thoughts and faced the three, who was still immersed in sentimentality.

"Yes, my lord!"

Xiang An immediately reacted, secretly thinking in his heart: It is useless to remember the past, it is still the right way to do a good job in the present, immediately follow Wu Tian's figure, and then Xiang Kang also followed his eldest brother.

"Hey, now young people, they really don't know how to respect the old and love the young, and they don't wait for the old man." Guan Zhen looked at Wu Tian, who was already walking away, and sighed lightly, as if these people were guilty of unforgivable.

"Apprentice, it seems that you still have to rely on the master himself, this group of people is unreliable."

The figure disappeared in place, appearing directly on a horse, and then following the pace of the people in front of him.

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The Wutian army followed the direction pointed by Xiang An all the way, and the soldiers, under the leadership of Wu Tian, gradually let go of the panic in their hearts and entered the battle.

It's just that the more you advance, the more uneasy the hearts of everyone becomes, but Wu Tian knows the reason, and the deeper he goes into the underworld, the heavier the breath becomes.

"What's going on, how is there a steady stream of skeletons in this direction?" The silver spear in Wu Tian's hand directly cleared the skeleton in front of him and muttered.

It seems that this is not only a problem of hundreds of thousands of corpses and bones at the beginning, but Wu Tian couldn't think of a reason for it for a while, and secretly said in his heart: I can't go on like this, and the soldiers are a little tired from fighting all the way.

The main thing is that countless skeletons rushed over, making the soldiers' spirits tense, and they didn't dare to relax at all, which even aggravated the consumption of physical strength.

"Xuan Gao, you sit in the rear, don't let the skeletons surround us." Wu Tian's words came directly into Zang Ba's ears.

Zang Ba also turned his horse's head and retreated directly behind the team after clearing the skeletons in front of him, he also knew that the strength of these skeletons was not weaker than these soldiers at all, but they were a little less flexible.

"How long will it take for Xiang An to arrive?"

"My lord, it's just ahead."

Wu Tian looked ahead, his brows furrowed, and a mist reflected in his eyes, even if the range he could see was less than five hundred meters, he couldn't detect anything at all.

At this moment, suddenly a distant flute sounded and vaguely seemed to have a special melody, which made everyone can't help but indulge in it.

As the sound stopped, the surrounding skeletons seemed to have a dark light in their eyes, and then slowly retreated, but Wu Tian and the others also came back to their senses.

"This flute? It seems to contain the breath of a holy way? But not like that? Guan Xuan muttered, but a strange feeling flashed in his heart, how could this be.

A bright light flashed in Wu Tian's eyes, and vigilance secretly rose in his heart, as if something was going to happen next.

"Step!" "Step!"

There was a vibration on the ground, it seemed to be the sound of cavalry, and everyone looked ahead, and the green light gradually became louder and rushed towards them.

As he approached Wu Tian, he was the first to see the appearance of the comer, and muttered, "I didn't expect it to be a Yin soldier!" ”

There is naturally a hierarchy in the underworld, the lowest level is naturally the undead who have just been transformed from corpse bones, followed by mutated skeletons or Skeletrons who stand out from the skeletons.

Only these skeletons can produce flesh and blood to become Yin soldiers, and the Yin soldiers are Yin generals one step further, among which the strength of Yin generals is also high and low, and the high ones are even comparable to the imperial road, and the weak ones are only at the level of the great grandmaster.

And generally able to become a Yin general also gave birth to a new spiritual wisdom, inheriting the memories of the previous life, and ordinary people are no different, as for the personality is not certain, some people may start a new life, and some people think that they will live a second life.

Among the ten thousand races, these people have a name called Meditation, and they are a clan of their own, but not necessarily one of the millions of corpses and bones can turn into a Yin General, let alone become an underworld.

According to the understanding of the previous life, although there are not many members of the underworld, even the peak race does not want to provoke easily, after all, a person who has died once can get up again, and he is definitely a demon-level character.

It seems that these Yin soldiers are not good, or that they and others have broken into their territory, Wu Tian thought secretly.