These ghost qi were all accumulated by his hard work in the underworld cultivation in the past hundred years, and in this regard, he was a Gu cultivator in the underworld in his lifetime, and he had no advantage in the underworld, but he was indifferent to everyone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, he opened a shop elsewhere, doing the business of living people, secretly playing Gu, seeking money and killing people, and sometimes he could kill many famous mages, and the human flesh skewers he got were more than willing to buy in the underworld.

This time, he also routinely played Gu, took a fancy to the little girl's fine skin and tender meat, and wanted to get some fresh human flesh to please the old customers, but who knew that he ran into the ghosts and gods of the Yin Si, and he wanted to leave with a weak heart.

When he was leaving, he saw two more Flying Yakshas, and he became greedy and wanted to take one of them as a shell・・・・・・

"I hate it! Linglingzi, if you don't save me, you won't be able to escape! Hahahaha・・・・・・poof・・・・・・"

Two Flying Yakshas, one of which ate his ghost identity, and the pure ghost energy was also an extra meal for them.

On the other side, the black-clothed hat-hats led by Ling Lingzi quietly lurked in the shadows and had already appeared on the avenue.

It's just that this place is empty, and there is no such excitement as the original festival.

Quietly, there was a dead silence.

In the distance, row after row, the banners were solemn, the armor was neat, almost a mold carved out of the Yin soldiers, guarding in all directions.

This street and the vicinity are surrounded by layers of soldiers and horses, and there are even Yin Si ghosts and gods outside, opening the city protection array.

A translucent curtain of water rises and envelops the place.

This is not like the simple soundproof formation in the store, which is a sharp weapon used by Yin Si to suppress Xiaoxiao and resist the invading army, just with the five of them, they can't grind to death.

"Put!"

There was a chill in front of him, and the dark arrows reflected the light, cold and dazzling.

Five faint shadows were pinned down by hundreds of pitch-black arrows, and thunder and lightning burst out from the arrows, interrupting and locking up the subsequent changes.

This is the Yin Si system of law-breaking arrows, attached to multi-layer attributes, armor piercing, piercing, evil spirits, thunder and fire, banning, etc.

Every such arrow is a first-class weapon in the world, but here it is just a standard equipment.

The ghost soldiers of Yin Si are not as good as the soldiers and horses of the human dynasty, and they are one of ten thousand.

Like this team of crossbowmen who were transferred this time, they must not only be familiar with the team, understand mathematics, writing, bells and drums, and military music, but also have good archery skills in 100 steps.

In other words, each of these more than 500 crossbowmen is a marksman in the world.

Their original identities ranged from high to low, including lieutenant colonels and lieutenants, founding generals, and anti-kings and generals who fell into the grass, and many more were unknown people who did not make meritorious contributions during their lifetimes and were unknown in history.

Now, it is only because of his success in archery before his death that he is fortunate to be listed as a Yin soldier, selected as a ghost general, and joined the Yin Division.

In the underworld, there are too many dynasties, the founding generals of the past, the lieutenant colonel and lieutenant, once the soul enters the underworld, tosses and turns for thousands of years, and the final end may be extremely depressed.

Because of this, this battalion of crossbowmen, among whom may be the founding generals of certain dynasties, is now just an ordinary Yin soldier.

No matter what, all of these Yin soldiers and ghost generals are one in case, their quality is outstanding, and their archery skills alone are the pinnacle of the world, and they have been trained by Yin Si, and they are familiar with all kinds of forbidden spells, rehearse military formations, and their archery skills are several levels higher.

There was only one round of magic arrows, and none of them missed.

After being shot by such a law-breaking arrow, each person was divided into a hundred on average, and Linglingzi only felt that they were all burned.

The originally changing shadow seemed to be nailed to death by hundreds of rivets, and every time thunder, fire and lightning burst out, the body of the shadow was paralyzed and scattered.

The power of breaking the law and warding off evil spirits is always slowing down the mana of their own cultivation.

If it was one or two, it was fine, but now it was nailed to death by hundreds of such magic arrows, and there was no power to resist.

"Peng ......"

Two white shadows were struck by the silver rays, and they took a few steps backwards in annoyance, landing in the midst of the collapsed building.

Only a few arrows pierced through the magic arrows that broke the law and warded off evil spirits, leaving shallow holes in the body of the Flying Yaksha.

Not far away, the drums were beating, the aura of slaughter was flourishing, and the invisible military qi was condensed like a rock, and it was integrated.

Another rain of arrows, pause, followed by seven consecutive shots.

The arrows flew, sounding like locusts and pipes, covering two white shadows.

The rain of arrows continued, and waves of unsettled waves rose again and again.

The Flying Yaksha, which is rare in the world, is also the first time to meet a well-trained Yin regular Yin soldier, and he was overwhelmed for a while.

This time the rain of arrows hit the body, and each one will turn into a ball of thunder and fire, leaving traces of smoke and fire...... The power to break demons.

It lasted for about half an hour, and the continuous thunder and lightning burst out, and it had already consumed the talisman qi of the two Flying Yakshas.

Now, they are all resisting with the injurious body of a copper-skinned and iron-boned fairy sword.

There was another trumpet of gold, and not far away, the ranks of the Yin soldiers changed, the formation was separated, and a group of cavalry came out, like phantoms, contrary to common sense, suddenly accelerated to extreme speed, sprinted out, and passed through two white shadows.

Hundreds of times in succession were passed through such phantoms, but the two Flying Yaksha were weakened, and the incorruptible body that originally loomed in the treasure light was dim and decayed at this time, as if it had experienced the passage of time for an unknown number of years, and was moving towards old age.

This was due to the anger of being passed through by the cavalry and taking away the Flying Yaksha itself.

The predecessor of the Flying Yaksha was a corpse refining, which was painstakingly cultivated by the three yin sons, and it took a genius earth treasure to temper it.

It has been born from death, experienced the process between life and death, and transformed into another life.

It is no longer a dead corpse, and it is even more of a zombie that has never been seen in the world, it is a terrifying and terrifying man-eating ghost, just like a demon immortal, it is already a natural life with great magical powers.

It's a pity that Sanyinzi refining this Flying Yaksha is not enough, and there is not much food after he was born, and he is an ogre but he has never seen blood food a few times.

It's just that with a few innate supernatural powers and a solid Dharma body to support it, what can be supported until now is the limit.

After the siege of the elite of Yin Si Bailian, the flying Yaksha is shallow and shallow, and he can't escape or escape if he fights, and there is only one way to lose.

It was another hurricane-like penetration, back and forth, and I saw that the two white shadows in the field were penetrated by a large number of heavily armored knights, leaving behind a double ghost.

In the end, the two Flying Yaksha roared unwillingly and slowly fell to the ground, their bodies scattered into evenly scattered white sand, as if they had been weathered by hundreds of thousands of years of wind and rain.

On the other side, five people who had been tortured by thunder and fire for a long time, and were nailed to death by the power of breaking the law and could not change their shapes, were captured alive.

Several teams of Yin soldiers surrounded them, and they did not slack off because they lost their resistance, and meticulously followed the procedures, sealing mana, searching their bodies, and sealing the Mud Pill Palace on their heads......

The inscription of the Golden Tripod was pierced on the door of the brain, which was to prevent them from escaping from the Yuan Shen or the Yuan Infant, or from escaping from the second Yuan Shen.

The neck is tied with a rope, which is specifically for the living, and with the rope in it, the sinner is weak and weak, and the more evil the sin, the more so.

The chain penetrates the pipa bone, which is a random change to escape from a master of martial arts or a master who has refined a myriad of changes and other supernatural powers.

The golden needles pierce the surrounding acupuncture points, which is aimed at refining the blood of the reborn or immortal body of the master to get out, with this golden needle puncture point, you can seal this kind of change.

There was a bundle of fairy ropes tied around his waist, which was specially carried on the road by a seasoned ghost, and he was escorted by a column of Yin soldiers around him and rushed to the hell of the Yin Division.