After all, the lightning is limited, not much effort, the thunder stopped, but the rain is endless, the whole mountain is shrouded in it, everyone is attached to the water avoidance charm, but do not feel uncomfortable, the land that has experienced the rain has become slippery, the speed of walking is inevitably a little slow, everything has a benefit and a disadvantage, there is really no mistake at all.

Wang Xiaohu was still on guard, walked to the front, walked for more than ten minutes, and no ghost soldiers appeared, and couldn't help but wonder a little, the ghost soldiers are a good move, even if the thunder is agitated, and the rain invited by the water lady has the effect of suppressing evil spirits, but it will not really eliminate these ghost things, and they will not move, what kind of ghost idea is they fighting?

After walking forward for more than 100 steps, he saw a narrower mountain road, and suddenly a "Bang!" sounded from the right. The reason why I can see the bullet is because this bullet is not a real bullet, but the anger on the ghost soldier's body, emitting a red light, shooting towards his chest, but the rain is too dense, and the bullet turned into anger is washed by the rain, and the follow-up is weak, it was still fired before, and it was already crumbling in the back, and when it came to Wang Xiaohu, it happened to be a large drop of rain on the bullet.

Laugh at! A puff of white smoke rose, and the bullets turned into anger dissipated without a trace, Wang Xiaohu secretly rejoiced that Sister Shui was wise, summoning thunder and calling rain, although the bullets turned into anger on the body were not fatal, but they were enough to bear, under the influence of anger, it would only be a lot of trouble, don't underestimate the rain, the water that has not yet landed, the rain that falls from the sky has the breath of Tiangang, and it is harmful to ghosts.

However, Wang Xiaohu's happiness did not last long. The bullets turned into anger came one after another, and the red aura was washed away by the rain curtain, and there were still many of them in front of them. Fortunately, everyone has been prepared for a long time, and everyone has their own ability to protect themselves, and they have not caused any harm.

The feeling of being treated as a live target is obviously very uncomfortable, so he can only leave here as soon as possible, Wang Xiaohu invited a few thunder talismans, shot forward, and swept away the ominous aura. took the lead and went up, and the Taoist people behind him followed, but since the other party had already made a move. There will be only a few skills, but the sound of a spell can be heard above, the rain curtain is much smaller, and the bullets turned into anger are getting denser and denser.

Fuck it off. Bullets turned into anger came from all directions. It's not just one side, which delays everyone's speed even more, but fortunately, after each spell cast, no one is hit, so forced to a natural pass, and the bullets turned into anger from the mountains on both sides are even more crazy, and it seems endless.

Ahead is a narrow mountain road, barely accommodating two people walking side by side. On either side are high mountains, and there is no way up. It is the best place to ambush, and the ghost soldiers behind have appeared in the rain curtain, which has the meaning of gathering them here to annihilate them, which reminds Wang Xiaohu of the previous scene before they were in Abe Qingming Temple.

Except for the difference between ghosts, there is basically no difference, the difference is that last time it was Wang Xiaohu who led the ten thousand ghosts to storm Abe Qingming's hermitage, but this time it was the Japanese onmyoji who drove all the ghost soldiers in the mountains to repeat the old things, Wang Xiaohu didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be if he was entangled by endless ghost soldiers.

"Master Wang, just this way, what are you hesitating about, you can't let the other party force us to be in this place to deal with it, there is an ambush in front of us is certain, we have no other way to go, we can only attack, capture this pass, set up a defensive line, otherwise we will be tired of coping, we don't have so much time, and we don't have so much energy to consume, who knows what else is waiting in front."

The words were said by the Wind Daoist, Wang Xiaohu also understood their situation, but subconsciously stopped, the Wind Daoist was right, since there is only one road in front of him, no matter what is in front of him, he has to take the pass in one go, just like that, the whistling of the bullets behind him has become louder and louder, and it is more dense, and the traces drawn by the bullets turned into anger before are scarlet light, but the bullets at this time emit purple light, which means that the ghost soldiers who caught up behind are even more vicious, No wonder this section of the road is safe and sound, it turns out that they are all ambushed here.

"Brother Xiaohu, you are in the middle, I will take the lead, and I can fight happily again." Du Zhiqiang, who spoke this time, looked excited, and the seven-star sword in his hand exuded a strange light in the rain curtain. As soon as he finished speaking, there were already ghost soldiers in military uniforms behind him who rushed up silently with the 38 big cover.

Front, back, left and right, densely packed, ghost soldiers mixed in the fog of the night, the number of them, the abundance of yin energy, not weaker than the ten thousand ghosts in front of Abe Qingming's temple, the difference is that this time it is not a conspiracy, but a conspiracy, Abe is arranging this qiē early in the morning, if you want to rush to the top of the mountain, you must deal with these ghost things.

The number of ghost soldiers surging out seemed to be boundless, giving Wang Xiaohu great oppressive force, but at the same time, he also ignited the fire in his heart, wondering if he was catching a turtle in the urn, damn it, who is the turtle or not!

"Everybody's following me!" As soon as Wang Xiaohu's words came out, before he could say anything, Du Zhiqiang had already rushed out with the seven-star sword in his hand, and shouted loudly: "I'll take the lead!" Before the words fell, the person had already rushed out more than ten meters, behind him, more than a dozen Taoist masters of the Feng Daoist followed, and Wang Xiaohu was left behind, Wang Xiaohu was startled, and was just about to catch up, Geng Jianyang grabbed him and said: "You make a strategy in the middle, and the hardest duel is behind." ”

Wang Xiaohu stomped his feet and said, "How can I rest assured that they are going to attack, what if something happens?" He tried hard to break free of Geng Jianyang's hand, but Geng Jianyang grabbed him tighter, and said to him in a deep voice: "When I came, I had calculated all kinds of situations that I could encounter, believe me, I already had the arrangement, Xiaohu, you are not as good as me in strategizing, let's listen to the professional." ”

As he spoke, more people followed behind Du Zhiqiang and Feng Daoshi, and the people behind him were in an orderly manner, constantly using various spells to block the ghost soldiers behind, between advancing and retreating, there was a very tacit understanding, Wang Xiaohu suddenly understood that Geng Jianyang really had already arranged it, but he didn't know it, and couldn't help complaining a little: "Why don't you tell me anything, just hide it from me?" ”

Geng Jianyang pulled Wang Xiaohu to follow behind Wang Shouli, who was already in the middle of the team, and when he asked, he said in a deep voice: "What are you telling you about?" Does it burden you? Your heart is heavy enough, and it's easy to be angry, and you're not as calm as me, wouldn't it be better to keep a little more mind to deal with Mai Yanagi? ”

Wang Xiaohu was stunned for a moment, and soon understood Geng Jianyang's hard work, indeed as Geng Jianyang said, he is not as calm as Geng Jianyang, and he is easy to be rash, and he is willing to take everything on his shoulders first.

This is a taboo for soldiers, and there are many worries, the mental consumption is great, and I don't know how many dangers are waiting for him in front of him, if he keeps worrying about it like this, I'm afraid that before he sees Yanagi Mai, he will already be dragged down because of excessive mental consumption.

Wang Xiaohu knew that Geng Jianyang did this qiē for him, and looked at him and said sincerely: "Without you, what can I do?" ”

"Fuck off, if you say this to your wife in the future, you can't say anything to me." Geng Jianyang smiled and scolded, Wang Xiaohu suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, his mind relaxed, sometimes someone worries about you, I have to say that it is a very relaxed and comfortable thing, and he believes that Geng Jianyang must do better than him.

However, Wang Xiaohu still asked with some worry: "Why did you let Du Zhiqiang play as a striker?" He is too young and impulsive and reckless, what if something happens? It's better to let the Wind Daoist take the lead......"

"You know why you didn't know everything, right? You're born to worry about it! Du Zhiqiang is the youngest, yes, but he is also at the sharpest age, I believe that only with the sword in his hand can eradicate the world's evil spirits, and he is taking the road of martial arts, the body of pure yang, all evils do not invade, last time in Abe Qingming's nunnery, ten thousand ghosts impacted, everyone resisted very hard, only this kid is at ease, those lonely souls and evil ghosts are around him, so he takes the lead, and the effect is better than your personal battle, you just look at it. ”

Geng Jianyang said that the head is the way, Wang Xiaohu can only nod, as the Taoists enter the pass, the pass is very narrow, the peaks on both sides are dozens of meters high, to this place, Geng Jianyang and he have to go one after the other, before they can run away, Wang Xiaohu will definitely not be able to rush to the front unless he can fly.

In this case, I can only honestly follow forward, in the dark, the pass seems to be long, no one speaks, only the sound of footsteps sounds, adding a bit of tension to the already gloomy pass, and soon the silence is broken, in a faint spell sound, there are suddenly a few more gloomy forces on both sides of the mountain wall, and a huge pure black ghost head in front of it drills out from the mountain wall on the right, opening its huge mouth and swallowing it towards Du Zhiqiang in front.

Du Zhiqiang played the vanguard, his eyes were about to release light, seeing the ghost head prominent, a powerful death qi rushed towards him, and the blood of his whole body boiled for no reason, feeling that the true qi of years of cultivation spread from the dantian and poured into the long sword in his hand, the sword suddenly rose, at this moment Du Zhiqiang even felt that if he didn't swing this sword qi, he could hold back his internal injuries, and shouted excitedly: "True martial sword qi, slash!" (To be continued......)