"Damn, you stinky Taoist, don't let us meet you!"

"Ahhh

Tens of thousands of warriors are crazy, and they feel that they have made wedding dresses for other people! I knew that they would not volunteer to convey internal force.

Of course, these martial artists scolded the thin Taoists, but those who did not enter the formation circle were praising the master for doing a good job in their hearts!

This hand is really good, more than 100,000 warriors entered the ancient city, the ancient city is estimated to be overcrowded, the master has done a beautiful job, so that the competition is much smaller.

"Donor, let's go in too."

Jueyuan's voice came. Since this Daoist has weakened his ghost qi, they don't have to wait for anyone.

"Okay."

Zhang Yifeng nodded and followed Jue Yuan to the gate of the ancient city.

On the way, Zhang Yifeng did see a nether flint.

This made Zhang Yifeng puzzled, what is the form of the Netherworld Ghost Fire? Where is it grown?

After thinking about it, the two of them had already arrived at the gate of the city.

Although the gate of the ancient city is old and dilapidated, it has its own vicissitudes of life.

In the ancient city, although the ghost aura has weakened, the road is still not very bright, and the black ghost aura is still echoing around.

"Immeasurable Dao Venerable! Everyone, come and help me. ”

As soon as Zhang Yifeng came in, he heard the shouts of the Taoist, and saw that the Taoist, who had not been seen just now, suddenly ran out of the black air in the distance.

"Master, what's the matter?"

The warriors gathered at the city gate opened their mouths to ask, although this thin Taoist priest had pitted others, but he had not pitted them, and they were still very grateful to this master. Without a master, they can't get in.

"Look behind me!"

The Taoist didn't explain, but pointed behind him with a finger, behind him was a vague black gas, the black gas was not strong originally, but the more everyone looked, the stronger the black aura became! Eventually, the area was completely black.

From a distance, it seemed as if a black cloud was rapidly approaching something.

Boom!

Then, everyone heard the voice of Jin Ge's iron horse. A yin wind swept in from the black air, making people chill.

"Something!"

All the warriors gasped, no one acted rashly, and the city gate was jammed with dense human heads.

The next moment, a figure jumped out of the black mist, this person was wearing tattered armor, and under him was riding a horse that had long since decayed. Neither this horse nor this cavalryman is already dead!

This seems to be a general, he rode out of the black gas step by step, majestic and murderous.

Behind him, he was followed by countless soldiers, some of whom had lost their arms and some of their legs, but who could still walk.

This rich ghost aura emanates from them.

"It's a ghost soldier!"

The warriors were shocked, this was the first time they had seen ghost soldiers, since they were ghosts, they must be very perverted, because they didn't know the pain, and the only thing that supported their actions was the obsession before death.

"Kill!"

At this time, the leading cavalry raised the snatch in his hand, and his mouth made a sound similar to killing, and the next moment, thousands of ghost soldiers launched a charge.

"Oh my god, run!"

There are warriors who are directly frightened by the momentum of the ghost soldiers, how can this Nima fight? The other party is a group of creatures who don't know pain, whoever is the first bird, who dies quickly!

The warriors at the front wanted to retreat, but found that the warriors behind didn't give way at all, after all, the warriors in the back didn't know what was going on in front of them, and they couldn't retreat if they wanted to, so they could only watch the ghost soldiers kill them!

For a while, there were screams repeatedly, and some martial artists who had cultivated to be weak were directly cut off their heads by the ghost soldiers, and even burst their bodies.

"Damn, fight!"

The warriors in the front row knew that they could not escape, so they could only choose to resist hard.

Fortunately, there are a large number of warriors, once they make up their minds to resist, they still have a great advantage, although the ghost soldiers don't know the pain, but the bones are not as hard as they imagined, as long as they use all their strength, they can still destroy the body of the ghost soldiers!

"Fight your way out!"

The warriors roared loudly, there are a lot of ghost soldiers, instead of fighting all the time, otherwise they will kill a bloody way, and those masters who came first are probably killed in this way.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! "The blood of the warriors has been stimulated, since they have come to the gate of the ancient city, how can they be stopped by a group of dead people!

The warriors are on a rampage all the way, even if it is a life for a life, they also have an absolute advantage. There is strength in numbers!

Soon, this group of patrolling ghost soldiers was almost killed, and the warriors chose a direction according to their own feelings and moved forward separately.

Zhang Yifeng blasted the bodies of several ghost soldiers, and Tongjue Yuan walked towards the path in the northeast.

The streets of the ancient city are in tatters, and it seems that there was a battle here that resulted in heavy casualties.

On the streets, some lonely ghost soldiers roam around, sensing the breath of people and taking the initiative to attack. These ghost soldiers have a very strong attack power, but their physical defense ability is not very good, and the martial madman can crush them with all his strength.

"Look, there's a weapon on the ground!"

The crowd in the distance suddenly exclaimed, after entering the ancient city, they finally found weapons, unfortunately, most of these weapons were tattered, even if they were divine weapons back then, now they are only equivalent to high-grade martial arts, or superb weapons.

Time has made the divine soldiers become ordinary step by step, and many weapons have become broken copper and iron.

Zhang Yifeng walked a few steps and also saw the weapon on the ground. Even if Zhang Yifeng didn't look down on these broken weapons, he still picked them up, and in the future, he would melt the weapons and refine them into a solution, and the solution of ten remnants or even a hundred remnants would definitely be able to refine a high-level weapon.

These broken weapons are rare forging materials, and he can naturally collect them.

Zhang Yifeng's consciousness moved, and all the broken blades on the ground were collected into the storage ring for him, except for some confiscated ones that were too broken, everything else was collected.

Of course, in the entire Divine City, not only Zhang Yifeng was collecting the remnants, but all the warriors who entered the ancient city but did not die were collecting them. The street that Zhang Yifeng walked on was not only a group of three, at least hundreds of martial artists came to this alley.

Everyone's eyes widened in search of something good, some entered the dilapidated house, and some even climbed onto the roof.

"Huh? What did you just pick up! ”

Suddenly, a blast came from not far from Zhang Yifeng.

"Nothing, just a decayed sword."

"Phew, I saw you pick up a ring, you hid it the first time, it should be a storage ring, right? And that storage ring should still work, right? ”

Hearing the conversation between these two people, all the martial artists were taken aback.

"What! Do you still have any broken storage rings? Isn't it a great thing in there! ”

All of a sudden, many warriors surrounded the warrior who had picked up the storage ring.

This is the world of martial artists, the jungle eats the strong.

The storage ring is already very precious, not to mention that this is a divine city, what if there is any elixir in the ring, a peerless exercise?