As soon as I entered the Bishan area, the surrounding scene instantly seemed to have become another world, obviously it was still daytime at the moment, but the mountain was misty and dim, ghostly, and even the temperature plummeted several degrees.

Those fogs that permeated the mountains, cold and damp, seemed to be alive, and Lu Zhi and the others had just stepped into our mountain, and they instantly roared and surged towards everyone, turning into a strange and terrifying appearance, wanting to swallow him into the depths of the misty mist.

"Shangqing pardon, the evil retreats!"

I saw that the Qingning Zhenren of the Maoshan Sect raised his hand and summoned a burning yellow talisman towards the cold mist that was surging like a wave, and it exploded at the moment when it was close to the fog, and a warm intention suddenly swept away from the field, and those strange fogs suddenly melted into ice and snow, opening up a large blank area.

"Fellow Daoists, there are many strange things in this mountain, you must not be careless."

Everyone nodded, the danger in this mountain, everyone naturally knew it, how could they be careless.

Lu Zhi also secretly took out the Xuanhuo Jian and clasped it in the palm of his hand, and the bursts of warmth from the Xuanhuo Jian offset the strange cold aura in the ghost domain of this mountain.

The group walked towards the depths of the mountain again, although there was a thick fog covering the eyes, making it impossible to see the road clearly, but everyone was a successful cultivator, but it was not really a black eye.

And as everyone went all the way deeper, some illusory strange figures gradually appeared in the dense fog and flashed through the thick fog, and there were also strange voices like whispers in their ears.

There is no doubt that those lonely ghosts wandering in the dense fog have already discovered their arrival, in other words, several ghost kings in the mountain have also known about the situation here.

On the mountain, there are thousands of ghosts and evil spirits, and there is even more than one ghost king who rules over thousands of demons and ghosts!

However, these ghosts and ghosts on the mountain are not all the ones who just want to rush down the mountain and cause trouble in the world, and there are also many people who only cultivate on this mountain, and they will not appear in the world easily.

Therefore, Lu Zhi came here to investigate which group of forces on Bishan and which ghost king wanted to be born, and then he could solve this matter in a targeted manner.

However, it seemed that they didn't need to bother to investigate and negotiate, because before they officially stepped into the depths of the mountain, the born ghost king had already taken the first step to 'entertain' them.

"Everyone, stop!" Qing Ning Zhenren, who was at the front of the line, suddenly raised his hand to stop everyone from moving forward.

Lu Zhi also looked up and glanced ahead, looking inexplicable.

Trample.. Stomping.. Knock knock..

A dense sound of footsteps came from far and near, gradually becoming like a drum, coming from all directions.

In the thick gray mist, a rotten and broken hideous horse head poked its head out of the gray mist, and a pair of deep sunken eyes were dyed with dark green ghost fire...

Soon, it showed its full appearance, only to see a tall horse with a high degree of decay and white bones on its body already exposed in many places out of the dense fog, and a skeleton ghost general with a black armor covered body and a red tasseled helmet on his body was also ridden.

And in the surging fog behind him, there were also groups of Yin soldiers with guns and spears walking out in a row.

More and more Yin soldiers and ghosts will come out of the thick fog, but in the blink of an eye, the large number of Yin soldiers surrounded Lu Zhi and the others, and the field suddenly had a bit more stagnation and killing.

Qingning Zhenren glanced at the ghost general in front of him, the expression on his face couldn't help but become a little serious, and he stepped forward and said: "This ghost general, I have come to visit your family master this time, and I hope that the general can inform Lao Dao and the others." ”

And the ghost general didn't answer, just raised his hand and lifted the reins in his hand, and the other hand reached out to his waist, pulled out the rusty and broken iron sword, and pointed at Qingning Zhenren.

"Bong. . . Your Majesty.. Destiny.. Total annihilation.. Enemy! The ghost will use a jerky and dry voice to give a difficult order.

Qing Ning Zhenren's face couldn't help but change, and he was just about to say something more, but the ghost general had already slashed the broken iron sword in his hand sideways, and rode his horse towards him!

The Yin soldiers who surrounded and landed on them also raised their broken weapons one after another, and rushed towards everyone without saying a word.

Collapse.. With a crisp sound, a Yin soldier pulled out the longbow in his hand, wanting to shoot Lu Zhi, but the longbow in his hand was already too rotten, and with just a slight pull, the bowstring directly broke and fell apart into fragments.

Lu Zhi raised his eyebrows, turned his head to Yan Chixia beside him and said, "It seems that this time, we need to have a fight with that ghost king." ”

Yan Chixia nodded, and while quickly looking around the battlefield, she said: "It's always inevitable, but it's just right, what kind of reason can you talk about with those demons and sneakers, if you don't listen to advice, just kill them directly." ”

As he spoke, he saw Yan Chixia open the sword box he was carrying behind his back, pulled out his famous Xuanyuan Divine Sword, and jumped under his feet, and the figure had already jumped into the army of Yin soldiers, and the sword light waved horizontally, killing more than a dozen Yin soldiers in just an instant.

After Lu Zhi glanced at it, he turned his gaze away and looked in the direction of the others, only to see that everyone had already exchanged hands with those Yin soldiers, and all kinds of spells flew and flickered, and the Yin soldiers who surrounded them had no power to resist at all, but in a moment, they didn't know how much they were swept away.

These Yin soldiers and ghost generals look terrifying, but in fact, those ordinary Yin soldiers are not as strong as the living, and they are not afraid of life and death.

Woo!

A dull evil wind whistled, and a six-sided stainless steel hammer with wet soil on the head of the hammer smashed into Lu Zhi from behind, and Lu Zhi didn't look back, but his mind moved, and a golden light like a flame instantly rose from his body.

Bang! With a loud bang, the huge hammer the size of a watermelon couldn't even break through the thin layer of golden light on the surface of Lu Zhi's body, but was bounced away fiercely.

Lu Zhi turned around and looked at the ghost general who was picking up the hammer from the ground again, and the golden light on his body suddenly flourished, turning into a giant palm of golden light, and slammed it into the dirt with one palm.

Rumble! The earth shook, the smoke and dust overflowed, and there was no trace of the ghost general in the pit, only a broken hammer twisted into a ball.

After eliminating the sneak attack ghost general, Lu Zhi looked up at the middle of the field again, and as soon as his palm flipped, Xuanhuo Jian had already floated from his hand to his chest, slowly spinning.

Lu Zhi struck out with a spell, and the flame totem above the Xuanhuo Appraisal Face suddenly burst into bursts of dazzling firelight, and a burst of blazing breath gushed out, and the space suddenly lit up with sporadic firelight.

"Xunzi. Windswept clouds. ”

Restless!

A gust of wind swept through the field in an instant, and the sparkling firelight in mid-air was urged by the wind, and suddenly the fire was flourishing, surging and burning, and was swept by the wind and turned into a stream of flames, which instantly struck from the field.

The dazzling light of the fire immediately ignited the army of Yin soldiers, and in just a moment, the field turned into a sea of fire, and those army of Yin soldiers were like dead grass in the flames, and in a few breaths, they were burned down, leaving only black ash powder all over the ground.

This fire at least wiped out more than half of the thousands of Yin soldiers in the field, and for a while, even those ignorant Yin soldiers instinctively stopped, not daring to get close to the sea of fire for half a minute.

On the other side, the Yin Soldier Commander who rode his horse to attack Qingning Zhenren also unconsciously turned his head and glanced over here, and in a pair of ghostly eyes, the fire shrank a little.

Under the frowning gaze of Qing Ning Zhenren, he raised his hand and patted the skeleton war horse under him, and slowly took a few steps back, and the surging gray fog suddenly disappeared into him.

The Yin soldiers in those fields also seemed to have received some orders, and at the same time stopped their attacking movements, turned around and retreated into the fog behind them.

Obviously, this army of Yin soldiers saw that the situation was not right and was about to retreat, after all, even if there were many ghosts and things in this mountain, the army of Yin soldiers did not have emotions such as fear and fear, but they also judged the situation.

When the battle is bad, they will also retreat.