||->-> Chapter 371 of the main text is a bitter battle in the barren mountains

Seeing that this round of fighting had an effect, Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan were greatly excited, and continued to expand the battle circle, and the gossip steps of the day after tomorrow gradually expanded to the periphery. ｛｝

Li Qingdong is in the gossip circle, and the scope of activities is getting bigger and bigger.

Ten thousand people are like night terror, impermanence is like a dragon out of the water, and the little ghosts that are surging from all directions are defeated at the touch of a button, screaming again and again. But there are too many ghosts, no matter how Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan fight, the number of those ghosts is increasing unabated.

Suddenly, Wu Zhanzhan's impermanence rope swung out, but he felt that something was wrong, as if he was entangled by something. Wu Zhanzhan retreated and dragged the other party in front of him from the black fog, only to realize that it was a spirit banner that was holding impermanence.

The handle of the spirit banner was held in the hands of a slender skeleton ghost, and the strips of cloth on the spirit flag were entangled with the impermanence rope, tangled with each other, unable to separate.

"Ignorant junior, the area around Shangsi Mountain is also a place for you to be presumptuous? You killed Childe, and why don't you obediently go with me to His Majesty the Ghost King to receive his death?! The skeleton ghost smiled sheepishly.

Looking at his cultivation and tone of speech, the big * ten thousand * book * bar * novel wanshuba.com is also a ghost general under the ghost king.

"Who dies is anyone!" Wu Zhanzhan was furious, and his left hand was waved out and smashed into the skeleton ghost's head.

The skeleton ghost didn't shy away, and with a wave of his left hand, he actually grabbed the tail end of the impermanence cord in the air!

Now it's okay, Wu Zhanzhan's right hand impermanence rope and the spirit banner are mixed together, and the left hand impermanence rope is grabbed by the skeleton ghost, one person and one ghost each pulls their own strength, and each other's strength is comparable, completely showing a stalemate.

At this time, Ding Ermiao was also fighting with a ghost general holding a snake-headed staff.

Fighting alone, Ding Ermiao can solve the ghost general within three or five moves, but there are too many ghost soldiers under the ghost general, so they swarm up together, hugging their legs and pulling their arms, making Ding Ermiao a mess.

None of this is the point. The point is that Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan's acquired gossip rhythm is about to be disrupted!

In this battle between humans and ghosts, the disparity in number is too great. Therefore, Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan can only cut through the chaos quickly, defend for a while, and win quickly.

Once the rhythm of the gossip step is disrupted, it will form a situation of fighting separately, which is obviously very unfavorable and very dangerous for Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan.

Ding Ermiao was okay, while fighting, he could continue to step on the gossip, but Wu Zhanzhan was completely dragged by the skeleton ghost, and his footwork was chaotic.

Just in the blink of an eye, Ding Ermiao had already walked behind Wu Zhanzhan, and was blocked by Wu Zhanzhan.

"Poof!" In his busy schedule, Ding Ermiao bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed towards the skeleton ghost general, wanting to help Wu Zhanzhan show his meager strength and help her out of the siege.

But the skeleton ghost will see Ding Ermiao spurting blood, and he knows that it is powerful, the huge skull actually broke away from his shoulder and flew upward, which was worthy of Ding Ermiao's mouthful of blood mist, and then fell down again, and landed on his shoulder upright.

"Will you hide?" Ding Ermiao swung his sword and slashed off the two legged imps, and then swung away the snake-headed staff that hit him head-on, and then a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ten thousand slashes, and the tip of the sword pointed at the chest of the skeleton ghost, and shouted: "The soldiers are all arrayed in front, breaking the ......!" ”

A red light burst out from the tip of the sword, hitting the skeleton ghost who was fighting with Wu Zhanzhan.

At the same time, Li Qingdong, who was in the gossip circle, also roared and said, "Maoshan palm thunder, break!" A flash of lightning that followed also rushed towards the skeleton ghost!

Wu Zhanzhan was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and pulled his arms hard, pulling the impermanence rope to prevent the skeleton ghost from escaping, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood mist sprayed out.

The three soldiers will fight one in one, each showing their magical powers. The skeleton ghost will not be able to withstand such a might, and he will leave the spirit banner and run away.

"Where to go?!" Wu Zhanzhan's two iron cables flew out one after another, like a spirit snake, entangled the neck of the skeleton ghost general.

Then Wu Zhanzhan shook his hand again, and the impermanence cord at the front turned into a bracelet, which had already locked the soul of the skeleton ghost into it. The soul was locked, the ghost general screamed, and the skeleton collapsed, scattering the bones.

But when the three of them worked together to kill the skeleton ghost general, Ding Ermiao couldn't look behind him, and was smashed on the back by the snake-headed staff, which shocked him so much that he spurted blood, and almost displaced!

"Are you alright, Ding Ermiao?" Wu Zhanzhan was shocked, waved the impermanence rope, and rescued from the side.

At the same time, Li Qingdong also raised his hand, and another palm thunder struck towards the cane-wielding ghost general, which prevented the ghost general's more aggressive follow-up killing moves.

"I'm fine!" Ding Ermiao stood firm, deducted a copper coin in his hand, wiped the blood on the side of his mouth, and then the copper coin stuck to the sword body and swung forward!

Cang Chang Chang ......

The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with knives and guns!

The friction between copper coins and 10,000 people is breathtaking!

Before the wand-wielding ghost general could react, the copper coin had already flown out of the tip of the sword, shooting towards the ghost general's chest with a dazzling red light.

Only then did the ghost know that something was wrong, and hurriedly jumped into his body and floated towards the thick black mist.

"The fighters are all arrayed in front, broken, broken, broken!" Ding Ermiao was crazy and swung his sword and pointed at it. Driven by the sword qi, the copper coin chased the ghost general and flew into the heavy black mist, and then broke out with an earth-shattering loud bang!

Rumble!

Where the fire shone brightly, the black mist exploded violently, and the ground shook.

Countless imps screamed and flew in all directions.

and the snake head staff, the weapon of the ghost general just now, also flew from the black mist. Ding Ermiao raised a sword in his hand and cut the snake-headed staff in two.

"Good means!" Wu Zhanzhan praised sincerely, and while waving the impermanence rope, the souls of the two little ghosts who were bullying him in front of him were scattered.

Li Qingdong was very anxious, and said: "Don't fight, while the ghost king has not arrived, the ghost will be killed, you continue to run along the gossip circle, let me continue to calculate the location of the birth gate in the middle, and take you together!" ”

"Shut up!" Ding Ermiao was already red-eyed, and the ten thousand people in his hands were all glowing with a faint red light, and shouted: "Old liar, who are you, why are you our Maoshan palm thunder?" ”

"I'll talk about these things later, it's important to run for your life first! Would you like to listen to me once? Li Qingdong was anxious to hit the wall, and threw his hands towards Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan again and again.

Ding Ermiao snorted, raised his sword to kill those little ghosts who came in, and ignored Li Qingdong's words.

Wu Zhanzhan hesitated for a moment, and also waved the impermanence rope to kill the past.

"Come back, the Ghost King has arrived!" Li Qingdong caught a glimpse of a white figure shooting out of the black fog in the south, and couldn't help but panic and shouted.

Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan were stunned, and after killing a few little ghosts, they turned around and returned to Li Qingdong's side, staring at the white shadow and waiting for the battle.