Under the moonlit night, a huge ice pack more than three meters high, like a lonely tomb, appeared on the surface of the lake, reflecting a faint silver glow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Li Qing's face was solemn, he stretched out his palm and shook it towards the huge ice bag!

Rumble!

The whole ice pack shook, and the ice frantically squeezed inward.

And at this moment,

Snort!

More than a dozen black mist bolts were like sharp arrows, directly penetrating the ice and falling on the surface of the lake, condensing into eighteen pigtailed ghosts.

However, Li Qing was not surprised, he maintained an indifferent look on his face, looking at the eighteen pigtailed ghosts vigilantly, but secretly controlling the ice cubes in the ice bag, which also sealed the ice cubes of the ghost baby.

Eighteen hundred-year-old ghosts, what their strength is, Li Qing doesn't know, but his main purpose is to save the ghost baby, and then settle the account.

It is extremely difficult to rescue the ghost baby from under the noses of eighteen pigtailed ghosts. After thinking about it, only the plank road of Ming Xiu was dark.

So, Li Qing used the method of attacking and covering the rescue, and together they froze all the eighteen pigtailed ghosts and ghost babies in the cold ice.

Then, using his ability to manipulate the ice, he left a passage in the ice and secretly carried the ghost baby from the ice to him.

The only thing to worry about is the pigtailed ghosts who are also trapped in the ice, so that they don't see the ghost babies being secretly transferred.

Therefore, Li Qingcai deliberately weakened the power of the ice that trapped the pigtailed ghosts a lot, so that these ghosts could easily break through.

And now, the eighteen pigtailed ghosts really hit the plan, and they were enraged by Li Qing's attack, and their attention was all on Li Qing's body, not knowing that in the tomb-like ice bag behind the ghosts, the ice cube that wrapped the ghost baby was sinking into the cold ice in the lake, secretly moving quietly in the direction of Li Qing.

In the face of the anger of the eighteen pigtailed ghosts, Li Qing was also prepared, he only needed to delay a little longer, deal with these pigtailed ghosts, and persist until the ghost baby was smuggled over.

At that time, as long as the ghost baby is in hand, Li Qing will no longer have any worries and can give it a go.

"Frozen!"

Li Qing's mind moved, and he planned to use the old method to freeze the eighteen pigtailed ghosts. Anyway, even if you can't freeze these pigtail ghosts, you can trap them temporarily and buy yourself more time.

Rumble!

The ice rolled, the wind howled, and the icy chill drifted away, and even the green trees around the lake in the distance were all covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost.

Seeing Li Qing use the same trick, the eighteen pigtailed ghosts were furious, and with a movement of their hands, they took out eighteen completely different weapons such as knives, guns, clubs, and swords directly from under the thick robe on their bodies.

The weapons were covered in rust and looked old, and even the wooden barrels and clubs could be seen in some rotten and moldy parts.

However, seeing these obviously worn weapons, Li Qing's brows furrowed, and he suddenly felt a little bad in his heart.

Eighteen pigtailed ghosts, eighteen weapons, eighteen martial arts!

It stands to reason that ghosts rarely use weapons. After all, weapons in reality are not as convenient and practical as physical attacks for elusive ghosts.

But the eighteen pigtailed ghosts in front of him actually have a weapon for each, and even, some of these weapons, because they are too difficult to control, have long been eliminated in the long history and withdrawn from the public stage.

"These pigtailed ghosts, they can't be Qing soldiers, right?" Li Qing had a bad conjecture in his heart.

If these pigtail ghosts were really Qing soldiers before they were alive, it is estimated that they are still some unusual Qing soldiers. After all, each of the eighteen pigtailed ghosts is proficient in one weapon, and just by putting together eighteen weapons and eighteen martial arts, this is a big deal.

"It's also possible that some big man is in the nursing home." Li Qing thought about it and felt that this possibility was higher.

The army generally has a fixed and unified weapon configuration, and the eighteen pigtailed ghosts in front of them are more like a small team specially formed in order to gather the eighteen martial arts.

The eighteen weapons looked shabby, but with the blessing of the ghostly energy, they were even more powerful than before.

A stick that had been eaten by insects with a few wormholes, with a howling wind, the tip of the stick nodded like a phoenix, and gently tapped the cold ice that surrounded it, leaving a clear white spot on the hard ice in an instant.

Aggressive!

The pigtailed ghost holding a wooden stick, surrounded by black mist in his hand, turned the tip of the stick into a cloud of phantom, and at an extremely fast speed, it instantly stabbed more than a dozen times on the ice.

Rumble!

The ice, which had been extremely hard, shattered with a bang when the sticks were clicked for the last time, and ice chips flew sideways.

And a few other pigtailed ghosts,

One of them used a meteor hammer, and it was even more direct, rounding two huge meteor hammers, and with just one hammer, the entire ice was smashed into a pile of debris.

"Kill!"

The eighteen-braided ghost let out a low roar in his throat, and at an extremely strange speed, he waved the different weapons in his hand and quickly killed towards Li Qing.

"Martial arts master?" Looking at the superb techniques and skills of the eighteen pigtailed ghosts wielding the weapons in their hands, Li Qing's face was solemn, but under the ice lake, the location of the ghost baby was still some distance away from him.

Phew!

The first to attack was a rusty spear.

The tip of the gun was a little rusty, and the barrel was rotten and moldy, and it had long since lost its former glory. But at the moment of the stab, a little cold star flashed away, and Li Qing instantly felt cold all over his body, and the alarm bell in his heart rang out.

Boom!

At the last moment, an ice shield blocked Li Qing's chest, and the rusty tip of the spear pierced deep into the ice, driving the ice shield and smashing it on Li Qing's body together.

With a muffled snort coming out of his mouth, Li Qing took a few steps back in a row, and only then did he unload the power from the spear.

However, for masters, adapt measures to local conditions!

The pigtailed ghost with a gun has a lot of combat experience before his death, although it doesn't understand where Li Qing got the ice shield to block its killing shot, but, for it, killing people is not about the process, but the result.

As long as people die, they are successful.

If a person does not die, even if he escapes unscathed, it is only a failure!

The ghostly wrist flipped in an instant, and a rotating force passed through the barrel of the gun, driving the rusty tip of the spear stuck in the ice shield.

Suddenly, there was a clattering sound, and the tip of the spear, which was originally deeply stuck in the ice shield, was pulled out in an instant.

"Phew!"

The pigtailed ghost with the gun opened his mouth and shouted, trying to scare Li Qing and disturb Li Qing's mind, and at the same time, the gun in his hand picked up and smashed directly into Li Qing's head.

A meteor hammer, shaped like a meteor, came first, like a missile, and smashed directly into Li Qing's chest.

At the same time, the swords, sticks, and other weapons that followed closely behind set off a fierce wind, but instead of attacking Li Qing's body, they slashed the weapons in their hands into the front and back of Li Qing's body.

"You want to seal off my dodge so I have nowhere to dodge?

What a perfect fit!

It's just a pity,

Why should I hide? ”

Facing the tacit cooperation of the eighteen pigtailed ghosts, Li Qing snorted coldly, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and there was no trace of panic.

Although his combat experience is not as good as these eighteen pigtailed ghosts, for Li Qing, who has experienced four games and has been doing various exercises every day for three consecutive months, his adaptability to the enemy has already been very significantly improved.

What's more, in addition to being strong in attack, the ice system also has another greater advantage, that is, stronger life-saving!

When the spear slashed down, the meteor hammer flew in, and other weapons blocked the surroundings, cutting off Li Qing's back road.

On Li Qing's body, countless cold ice appeared in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, Li Qing's entire body was completely wrapped and protected under the thick ice.

Boom!

The spear slashed at Li Qing's ice-wrapped head, and except for some slight vibrations, it did not cause any damage to Li Qing, and there was not even a trace left on the ice.

And the meteor hammer in his chest, because of the excessive momentum, directly threw Li Qing away, and there was a pain in his chest, and even the corners of his mouth were shocked with a trace of blood.

Li Qingqiang endured the pain and quickly got up from the ice, although he was slightly injured, the killing game of these eighteen pigtailed ghosts was still broken by him.

Eighteen pigtailed ghosts were furious in their hearts, for them, masters, playing skills and operations, it is a chic ten steps to kill a person, and a thousand miles will not be left.

And what is this in front of you?

With high defense, the meat shield is hard to resist?!

Facing the eighteen pigtailed ghosts who rushed up again in anger, Li Qing understood that after the eighteen pigtailed ghosts learned their lesson, their attack methods would definitely change, or they would kill him after breaking through the ice with a point. Or, let Li Qing completely bear the damage, and shock him to death through the bombardment of heavy weapons again and again.

But

Li Qing grinned,

Come and don't be rude!

"It's my turn......"

In Li Qing's sea of knowledge, countless spiritual power seeds, like dandelions, flew up lightly and landed on the heads of eighteen pigtailed ghosts.

"Boom!"

Li Qing shouted.

Rumble!

Eighteen loud noises completely overlapped, turning into a deafening roar, and even the frozen surface of the lake was shaken slightly.

Li Qing shook his head uncomfortably, a trace of blood flowed out of his ear hole, and the whole skull was buzzing.

The eighteen pigtail ghosts who were shot in the head were all blown up above the neck, and a trace of black mist floated in the air, surrounded by silk.

Li Qing's eyes were gloomy, but he didn't expect that his head was blown up, and these eighteen pigtailed ghosts had not yet dispersed.

Shaking his head, which was still roaring, Li Qing was about to control the cold ice, intending to freeze the bodies of the eighteen pigtailed ghosts first.

A faint sigh rang out.

And with the sound of this sigh, the black mist that was originally floating in mid-air instantly melted into the bodies of the eighteen braided ghosts.

Snort!

One by one, the heads grew back on the necks of the eighteen pigtailed ghosts.

Li Qing's face changed, he bent down directly, picked up the ghost baby who had already arrived beside him from under the ice, turned around and ran towards the rear.

After doing it for a long time, this group of martial arts masters who are very good at fighting and know how to cooperate are actually there people behind them!

"Qin Huai has infinite hatred, the Mid-Autumn Festival is in full swing;

The flowers bloom for three days, and people are more worried when they reach five;

Seeing each other or not knowing each other, the Yangtze River is rolling.

My son,

Now that it has come,

Again, why go? ”

In the sigh, the cold voice is like a yellow oriole singing cui, tactful and melodious, however, when it comes to the sentence "my son" after the poem, the meaning of slaughter contained in it makes people feel like falling into the cold winter, and the whole body is piercing.

"Tianjing Eighteen Guards, welcome my lord!"

As the last word of this solemn sound fell, eighteen pigtailed ghosts knelt on one knee on the ground in unison, as if the slave had seen his master, and bowed his head respectfully.

There was a click, and the frozen lake shook, cracking a huge gap.

In the gap, a small temple made of red bricks can be faintly seen.

The small temple is antique, the pattern is strange, it looks like a Taoist Buddhist temple, but there are some subtle differences.

In the temple, a dignified and beautiful woman wearing a splendid robe, holding a baby who seemed to have just been born in her arms, strolled out!