The northern battlefield was supported by 10,000 men from the second echelon of the Ministry of Military Affairs, and the front was rapidly moved north. The wounded were constantly replaced. The three of them chased all the way north.

Just as he had crossed fifteen hundred miles, Sanskrit looked back at the way he had come.

"What's wrong?" Zhongli asked. The three of them hurried forward side by side.

I saw Fanyin's brows furrowed: "Three hundred miles behind, it's dawn." ”

"What?" Bai Ze asked in surprise. It is just past 10 o'clock in the morning, and Jingyue Lake has entered the polar night in full swing today. On the battlefield just now, Chilu and Fanyin worked together to shatter the black miasma on the Baizhang sky, and the night over Mirror Moon Lake was revealed again. But now, Fanyin looked back again, and from a thousand miles north of Jingyue Lake, the sky lit up again.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhongli said angrily.

Before the words fell, the three of them saw the sky above their heads swish, and the night quickly retreated to the north, as if it was sucked away by something, and the whole sky suddenly brightened!

"Leader in 1,600 miles!" said Fanyin.

"Did you see that?" asked Bai Ze.

"See. ”

"What about the main general?" Zhong Li said.

"I haven't found it yet! However, the soldiers of the 10,000 divisions led by the main general are cooperating with the assistant leader. ”

The three of them stopped talking and sped up their journey. An hour later, the trio arrived at the battlefield. Most of the ghosts have been wiped out.

"I'm really not afraid of death!" With a howl, Saling Mucang's flame palm shot out. Sweep away the surging demons.

"Zuo Ling!" Sanskrit's voice sounded behind Mu Cang.

"Fifth, why are you coming up again!" Mu Cang was also shocked when he saw Fanyin. In the previous battle, Mu Cang had already learned the news of Heba Chilu's death, and also knew that Fanyin was almost seriously injured. "Your arm?"

"It's okay, Bai Ze has already healed me, it's out of the way, have you seen the main general?"

"The Lord will chase the Spirit Lord in the direction of the Great Desolation. ”

"The Spirit Lord is here?"

"Here he is, but he's moving very fast. As soon as he appeared in the sky with the minister, he quickly withdrew. The Lord followed and pursued him. ”

"The Spirit Lord has come down from the minister?" asked Sanskrit. Previously, it was estimated in Sanskrit that the spirit master had dispersed part of the spiritual power attached to the body of the Northern Tang Dynasty.

"Looks like so. ”

Fanyin looked around, and there were less than 10,000 of the 100,000 spirits that had been wiped out. At this moment, a sharp scream attacked Fanyin and Mu Cang. The next moment, she turned into an ice blade in her hand, and the knife fell in her hand, and the ghosts scattered. Mu Cang looked at Fanyin's side, the heavy sword he had built for her was broken, and he could imagine how powerful the red lazuli stone that had been refined!

"Why are these things so crazy. Fanyin said with a frown.

"You found out, too. "Mucang Road. At this time, the ghost ghost who attacked them was even more brutal and ferocious than the one encountered in the previous battle, "It's like dying!"

Sanskrit pondered, "It's not normal for ghosts to be like this. ”

"How?"

"A person can be healed if he is injured, but once a ghost is mortally wounded, he will be destroyed on the spot and will not be able to live again. At present, this group of ghosts and ghosts may have accumulated hundreds of years of ghosts. Why is it that he has been fighting so desperately, regardless of his own life or death?"

"I also think it's strange, there are less than 10,000 spirits now, but the more they kill, the more brave they become, it's really incomprehensible. Mu Cang said as he spoke, only to see that the white fog had risen in front of him.

Sanskrit churned in his palm, and a layer of cold ice spiritual power struck out, followed by a few grapplers, Sanskrit choked the throat of a ghost. The ghost's body has been trapped and locked by the cold ice of Sanskrit, and it can't move.

"Say, What will the Spirit do? Fanyin said coldly.

At this time, the lord general Beitang Muren chased after the spirit lord. I saw a bright white across the sky, and the north of the Mirror Moon Lake was fully bright. Beitang Muren clenched the spirit lord and didn't let go, and dozens of blazing immortals rushed towards the spirit lord. The spirit lord dodged forward, but they all escaped, and his speed was extremely fast, as if he was traveling with the wind. Seeing that it would be a few hundred miles to reach the Great Desolation, Northern Tang Muren could no longer chase it.

"Brother, we can't chase him anymore! I can't let him go into the Great Desolation!" "Bei Tang Zhi was held hostage by the Spirit Lord, under his black void cloak. He shouted as he tore his throat apart.

"Uh!" the Spirit Lord's cloak was retracted, and he was instantly restrained. The black thorns pierced from the bottom of the cloak pierced through the body of the Northern Tang Zhi, and the Northern Tang Zhi writhed in pain, but the cloak became tighter and tighter. The Spirit Lord swept across the ice like wind and smoke, and continued to run towards the Great Desolation. He suddenly felt his body sink down, and saw Bei Tang holding his hands angrily holding the black thorns that penetrated his body, and the blood in his hands was dripping, and he suddenly strengthened it, and a blazing white spiritual power burst out, binding the "body" under the cloak of the spirit lord.

Bei Tang Zhi shouted, his spiritual power became more and more vigorous, and the spirit lord was dragged down.

"Brother, right now!" Bei Tang roared angrily.

Beitang Muren jumped into the sky, and the master raised his head, his two fingers together, and his wrist turned. His fingertips instantly gathered a blazing spiritual power, and he waved his arm downward, pointing straight ahead, and the spiritual power rushed along the sky, slashing across the sky above the spirit lord.

With the sound of a lightning strike, a mighty barrier fell from the sky and fell straight to the ice, like a thunderbolt opening the ground, cutting out an endless crack. The Spirit Lord's path was sealed by the barrier of the Northern Tang Muren.

"Okay!" "The spirit lord looked at the enchantment set up by Beitang Muren and said in a loud voice, "It seems that not only Beitang Muren, but also your spiritual method." As he spoke, he looked down at the Northern Tang Zhi who was covered in blood. "I've sealed your spiritual power for so long, and I haven't been drained and purified yet, and it's hidden deep enough!" the Spirit Lord sneered, "Since Beitang Muren is here, it's useless to keep you." I'll send you on the road together, you take a step for your brother first!"

Bei Tang Zhi raised his head and saw a person with a withered face looking down at him, it was the Spirit Lord. These days, he was trapped under the Spirit Lord, delirious, and confused. I felt that something was taking possession of his body and controlling his movements. At this moment, he saw the face of the Spirit Lord clearly for the first time.

Beneath the pitch-black cloak was a cloud of fog void, and in the depths of the fog void, the spirit lord seemed to be wrapped in layers of black cloth, looking like a torso with a body of more than two meters, and the soles of his feet were exposed, swaying, dry like dead branches. Outside the cloak floated an unproportionate head, light and hairless, with a sallow face that had the appearance of a man, except that the skin was folded on the face until the top of the head. The eye sockets seem to have eyes, but more often than not, there are flowing black waves. The skin on both sides under the cheekbones is concave and jet-black.

Bei Tang Zhi saw the Spirit Lord's mouth moving unnaturally, as if he was talking, and it didn't look like he was opening his mouth, just a cut crack. The skin on the face is wrapped around the gap between the "mouth", and there are no lips or teeth, and it is all shriveled and finely folded.

"What the hell are you!" Bei Tang asked with gritted teeth and endured the pain, without fear.