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Because the ghost army below doesn't have a normal activity pattern, it's basically just practicing if you want to, and resting when you want to rest. If they fall during training, they don't even have to think about it, they will definitely be killed by this army, and then they will be enriched into the army.

Yang Xuantong racked his brains, thinking about how to escape in his heart, but there was no way to think about it.

This ravine is very long, and the two of them can only crawl slowly, and it is estimated that they will either be discovered by the ghost army before they reach the end, or they will starve to death here.

No matter how awesome his spirit was is, he didn't dare to think that he could defeat a ghost army of more than a few thousand people with his own strength.

As he pondered, he turned the bracelet on his left wrist. This is also a habit since this time, whenever you encounter something to think, you will either fiddle with the bracelet or the ring on your hand.

"Don't speak, I'll give you a great merit today." Just as he was trying to think about it, he heard the voice of Yin Thirty-Eight coming from beside him.

"Damn, why did you come here? And how did you get here? Yang Xuantong's heart was not only frightened, but also full of curiosity.

The yin qi here was rampant, and he didn't even notice when the yin thirty-eight appeared. And Yin Thirty-Eight also said that his jurisdiction is about near Linnan City, which is a bit far away, and even if he comes, this is a cross-district law enforcement. What he couldn't figure out was how Yin Thirty-Eight penetrated this layer of golden sand.

The situation below has been clearly seen, this side should be under the belly of the mountain, and this side should also be wrapped in the whole vein of sand gold.

"Don't be so curious, okay? I said that I would give you a great merit, and I asked you if you wanted it. Yin Thirty-Eight didn't answer him and continued to whisper.

"Nonsense, don't talk about merit or merit first, thank God we can get out alive. There are too many troops at the bottom, don't look at you as a legitimate law enforcement officer, you can fight a hundred of them, and there are a thousand waiting for you behind. Yang Xuantong glanced at him angrily.

"Now the important thing is how to get the two of us out, why did you get in, take us out? Then you report back to your boss and clean up this area. ”

"So you agree, don't you?" Yin Thirty-Eight said with a chuckle.

"What do I agree with?" Yang Xuantong asked a little depressed.

"By the way, Lao Tu, you shouldn't have seen him, and don't tell anyone else when you go out. He's kind of our friend, a very special friend. Yang Xuantong said to Tu Zhengxiong beside him again.

Just now, he felt that Tu Zhengxiong's body had been trembling, and thinking about it, there was an extra person out of thin air, and everyone was afraid.

"You don't have to worry about him, you'll have to borrow something from him later, and he won't remember what happened here when he goes out." Yin Thirty-Eight spoke again.

"In a moment, I will possess you, draw a leading formation with his blood, and let the army of the ghost world drive over and subdue these unjust souls below. This counts as merit for both of you, and it will be good in the future. Do you agree or disagree? ”

"Agree, what's not to agree with. It doesn't matter if it's a serious illness in the future, it's better to be alive than anything. Yang Xuantong said without thinking about it.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a cold aura rush into his body, and then he found that he had lost control of his body.

It's a strange feeling, as if you're looking at yourself from a third perspective. Being able to feel your body, but not being able to control your body.

Then "myself" took out the cinnabar and the knife, and dragged the arm of Tu Zhengxiong, who was scared like a chicken, and cut him on the wrist.

Even if he couldn't see it, he could feel the blood on Tu Zhengxiong's wrist gushing out. After spraying for a while, Yin Thirty-Eight gently wiped it on his wrist, which was considered to help him stop the bleeding.

Then Yin Thirty-Eight used these blood to reconcile the cinnabar, originally this blood should not be enough, but I don't know why, in Yang Xuantong's perspective, under the fiddling of Yin Thirty-eight, so a large amount of cinnabar was all reconciled.

Yin Thirty-eight gently slapped on the ground, these cinnabars were shaken into the air, and he slapped them on this cinnabar liquid again, Yang Xuantong saw that these cinnabars were scattered around, and then his eyes were glowing with bright red.

If the dark green color of the ghost army under the bottom just now made people chill in the bottom of their hearts, now this blood-red light that enveloped the entire ravine made his scalp explode.

The movement here also attracted the attention of the ghost army below, and the people rushed over with a neighing horse.

And at this moment, groups of ghost pawns appeared from the void and walked towards the ghost army below with neat steps.

There are a lot of ghost armies underneath, and there are also a lot of ghost pawns that have been pulled out. Yang Xuantong was depressed, this can be regarded as a Yin soldier's borrowing of the Dao, but this Dao is himself.

This was the real army of the ghost world, and he could see it clearly when those ghost pawns and war horses passed by him. It was all covered in iron armor, except for a gap in the position of the glasses, and there were two faint blue flames inside.

The shouts of killing sounded like an earth-shattering sound, and the battle between the two ghost armies also affected the entire mountainside.

The area of the ravine is getting bigger and bigger, and some rocks are falling from the sky from time to time.

Yang Xuantong really wanted to remind Yin Thirty-eight, it's almost time now, let them fight here, let's withdraw quickly, otherwise we may be buried here when the top falls in a while.

But now he has lost control of his body, and he doesn't know what to say if he wants to remind Yin Thirty-eight.

The regular army of the ghost world seemed to be endless, and they kept coming out of the void one after another, making Yang Xuantong feel like he was bullying people.

The ghost army below is at most a few thousand people, and it will not exceed 10,000 if it dies. But what about these regular armies? He didn't even know when it would be a head.

No matter how strong the ghost army below is, the regular army here will come out endlessly, even if the combat power is poor, it can wear them down.

But he also knew that there was no way to do it, this ghost army had been underground for too long, and the resentment was too strong. In their eyes, all living things are their enemies. If you really sneak out, even a ghost soldier can't be cleaned up by ordinary people.