Commander Song raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "All the evil martial artists below the demon level will retreat for me!"

Everyone immediately started and withdrew, but everyone looked at the ghost prince's ghost sedan chair with a somewhat puzzled expression.

Lin Zhengyin's face on the side was ugly, and he roared: "This ghost king is a dragon-level supernatural disaster, all the evil martial artists below the demon level strength retreat ten kilometers back, help evacuate the surrounding people, immediately!"

"This dragon-level supernatural disaster is so awesome?"

"Who the hell is the Ghost Lord? Let's retreat?"

"What Resident Evil? Is this guy going to release the T-virus?"

The crowd was puzzled.

It's also a dragon-level supernatural disaster, and the Demon Skin King is not so arrogant, why should they let them retreat ten kilometers at once?

Although reluctantly, everyone withdrew one after another and began to evacuate the surrounding crowd as instructed.

After all, the organization has transformed into an army, and it has been influenced by the discipline of the army, and it acts like a thunderstorm.

In the blink of an eye, there were only more than twenty players and masters above the magic level strength left.

Originally, there were more than twice as many masters stationed in the ghost city as there are now, but at the moment, most of them are in the game, and they can't support the battlefield at all.

Lin Zhengyin's eyes were wide open, staring at the ghost prince, and his face was jealous.

The curtain of the ghost sedan chair has been lifted, and a pair of purple eyes of solitary light look at the world from the endless darkness, and it seems to be able to see through people's hearts, making the soul cold.

"Ghost Lord, what do you want to do in the ghost city?" Commander Song carried the dragon slaying knife, looked ahead, and asked loudly.

Many people have such a question in their hearts, this enigmatic old monster has finally cleared the clouds and glimpsed a trace of the truth.

According to the information that the player has, the Ghost King is one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Cult, but his status is no worse than that of the Demon Skin King and the Skeleton King of the Cult, a proper dragon-level power, and his origin is extremely mysterious.

Therefore, Commander Song and the others did not dare to slack off.

The ghost prince didn't speak, just sat in the sedan chair so faintly, confronting a group of masters.

"What is the intention of the ghost prince? Is this here to send him to death?" Bai Lu wrinkled slightly, and the flying knife behind him had condensed into a tornado, flying in the air.

Commander Song slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, as if he had guessed something: "The other party must have another plan when he appears." ”

Lin Zhengyin nodded, and his voice changed: "The Worship Sect has always been ill-intentioned and inhumane, and in their eyes, we are just ants-like existences, and the appearance of the ghost prince this time is definitely not good, he is definitely not here to send him to death." ”

The rest of the masters breathed a sigh of relief, the number of masters who organized this dispatch was actually not large, and they could not completely crush the ghost prince in terms of quantity.

But they have Commander Song on their side, Deputy Commander Bai is also there, and Ye Pao King is also present, plus so many masters, even if the Ghost King is a dragon-level supernatural disaster, there is no need to worry, if once they fight, the gap between the two sides will be vividly displayed.

Ye Dou glanced at his eyes and saw that everyone's faces were gloomy, and they looked at the ghost prince opposite with fear.

In the center of the field, the ghost sedan chair of the ghost prince slowly descended, and four sedan chair zombies wearing hats landed on the ground.

The demon monkey continued to hold the holy decree and read it aloud: "Bold and evil warrior, the ghost city has been the main altar of the ghost sect since ancient times, and you dare to seize the main altar of my ghost worship, it is an unforgivable sin, this is a great disrespect to my worship of the ghost sect, you must all die!"

Commander Song dug his nostrils and said with great disdain: "Worship the territory of the Ghost Sect? You are really a fool's dream, Ghost Prince, you are not ashamed to speak out here, are we really stupid? What is your purpose?"

Lin Zhengyin's eyes lit up, and he asked: "Yes, you dare to come to our ghost city to make trouble, today the organization will definitely let you go and never return." ”

"Stupid, do you think you can keep this king?" came the majestic voice from the palanquin.

Immediately after, the four black-clothed men carrying the sedan chair lifted the hats.

The faces of the four ghosts were different, but they looked lifeless, and all four of them burst out with extremely strong corpse qi.

The four of them turned out to be demon-level zombies.

"All four are zombies?"

"And all of them are demon level, this kind of corpse qi is disgusting enough. ”

Everyone looked at the four of them in horror.

These four people are now exuding corpse gas, which is really unpleasant and disgusting.

The horror was still behind, and I saw ordinary citizens running and shouting for help in front of me, as well as corpses, these corpses chased the living while running, and after biting the living to death, the dead bodies would tremble within a minute, and then get up one by one, exuding a strong corpse qi, and continue to pounce.

The corpses swelled rapidly like a snowball, and in the blink of an eye, countless corpses were scattered all over the place.

The corpses opened their mouths and stared at the dead fish, and pounced on the people around them.

The evil warriors present also opened their mouths wide, stunned, no one expected that Resident Evil was breaking out!

At this moment, everyone at the scene was nervous, everyone had seen Resident Evil, if it continued like this, the entire ghost city would become a post-apocalyptic hell.

Everyone instantly understood why this ghost prince could sit on an equal footing with the two deputy sect leaders of the Worship Ghost Sect.

This is a moving biobomb.

"Attack!"

Commander Song pointed the dragon slaying knife at the weird black sedan chair in front of him: "People with the rank of general and above will attack the ghost prince, and the rest of the people will kill those corpses, don't let the corpses spread!"

Be!

With a loud shout, everyone launched an attack on the ghost prince.

However, as soon as they took a step, those ordinary people who had transformed into corpses blocked them one by one, blocking all the attacking evil warriors.

For a time, the scene was extremely chaotic.

Ye Dou did not step forward, and the dragon-level power can only resist unless he takes viagra and said, now if he wants to deal with such a ghost cult boss, it will definitely not be his turn.

Commander Song walked among the corpses with a dragon slaying knife on his shoulder.

Any biting zombie that comes within ten meters of him will be split in half with a single sword.

In the sedan chair, the ghost prince took off his gloves, revealing a pair of filthy hands entwined with death and ghosts, but those hands looked unusually white.

These palms began to continuously release filthy palm qi, but anyone who was hit by the palm qi would stiffen in an instant, and then transform into corpses, and the evil warrior could not escape, which made the big guy avoid it, lest he be palmed by the other party.

This is the ghost king's lifelong mastery - corpse punishment!

Commander Song naturally wouldn't let it go, the blade in his hand began to chop, slashing out one after another knife qi, splitting the ghost prince's palm qi, and he was still step by step.

"Something is wrong, Lord Ghost, this is attracting our attention. Ye Dou suddenly frowned.

Something is very wrong.

The ghost prince is ostensibly here to hunt him down, but he is fighting with the player in the ghost city, which is obviously not a good strategy, and the other party's intentions seem too strange.

"Attract attention, what's going on?" asked Lin Zhengyin on the side.

"I suspect that the ghost prince may be bait, and he should be the only one in this operation. Ye Dou explained.

"Well, that's right, Poor Dao thinks so too. ”

Lin Zhengyin, who cultivated Taoism, raised his head and felt it carefully, and couldn't help but change his face greatly: "Oh no, it seems that the ghost prince has another conspiracy, so he is for ...... For the Corpse King. ”

Lin Zhengyin immediately looked in the direction of the headquarters.

Now most of the masters in the organization are here, and the headquarters is empty, if something happens, it can only be the corpse king Li Gang.

"The Ghost Lord is indeed pestering us, and we must get out of here as soon as possible. Ye Dou said coldly.

"Everyone, pay attention, this is a trap arranged by the ghost king, we must get out of here as soon as possible and rush back to the headquarters. Lin Zhengyin shouted loudly.

For a while, the big guys all looked at each other, stopped fighting, and began to retreat.

"Evacuate immediately and go back to headquarters!"

"Don't fall for the tricks of the ghost prince, retreat!"

Perceiving the anomaly, all the soldiers of all types began to retreat.

Who knew that in the sedan chair, a sneer came out: "Hmph, you're late!"

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, a burst of fire and explosions came from the direction of the player's headquarters, which was extremely dazzling in the night.

When everyone was shocked, the ghost prince's sedan chair took off in an instant, and disappeared without a trace, leaving only the dark clouds still spreading out......