More than a dozen ghosts wrapped around the little fat man, and the faces covered with blood licked the little fat man's body, and there was even a face against the little fat man's face, gnawing on the armor on his face.

"You disgusting things, get out of here. The little fat man's power exploded, shaking four ghosts, but there were still ghosts that were not shaken out by the little fat man.

Unconsciously, among the large number of ghosts, there are countless ghosts with high cultivation.

Yechen's Feilian Ghost Sword descended, splitting all the ghosts on the little fat man's body and flying out.

"Boom, Boom!" Countless ghosts floated towards Yechen, revealing blood-colored faces, straightening their arms and grabbing Yechen.

Yechen said coldly: "Kill, kill me hard, Feilian Ghost Sword!"

At the same time, the long sword in Lan Wen's hand also slashed out, and at the same time, the Feilian Ghost Sword was cast, and the ghost in front of Yechen was directly glued to pieces by the violent force of the two combined.

After the little fat man broke away from the ghost, his right hand slapped the ground, and mud and sand appeared, making up for the earth armor on his body, and then took out a sword and viciously killed the ghost in front of him.

The little skeleton and the death knight stood behind Yechen, fending off the attack from behind, and the skeleton archer stood in the middle, constantly pulling the bow and S arrows.

On the stone floor below, there are deep hands of ghosts, grabbing Yechen's feet.

Yechen avoided it, and the hand retracted into the stone slab.

Yechen was furious, put away his sword, condensed the magic seal with both hands, and slapped it on the ground fiercely: "Soul Suppression Seal!"

The Soul Suppression Seal can shake out the ghosts hiding underground.

In the corridor, suddenly there were a hundred more ghosts, all of which were shocked by Yechen's soul suppression seal.

The little fat man opened his mouth wide and muttered, "This *** is a bit much." ”

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of him more, I'm afraid of him less. Yechen sneered, "It's all food. ”

As the ghosts were killed, the soul fire in the corridor was flying all over the sky, and the dead creatures of Yechen frantically absorbed the scattered soul fire, so many soul fires could not only improve their cultivation, but also keep their strength at its peak.

"Oh!" Just as Yechen's voice fell, the little skeleton let out a long roar, and the fifth-order martial artist broke through again, and its strength reached the realm of the sixth-order martial artist.

Yechen went to see Lan Wenhao and the Dead Knight again, the Death Knight was already stuck on the verge of breaking through, and after absorbing the soul fire at this moment, it was like a glass of water, about to overflow, and the moment he overflowed was the moment he broke through.

As long as the death knight breaks through and his strength reaches the martial spirit, the combat power on Yechen's side can undergo earth-shaking changes, and a martial spirit death knight who has cultivated low-level exercises is very terrifying.

After seeing more and more ghosts appear, Yechen didn't feel troubled and was in a good mood.

"Boom, Boom!" The ghosts had no idea that they had become food in Yechen's eyes, and let out a scream and continued to pounce towards Yechen, revealing blood-dripping faces, in order to intimidate Yechen.

"Hahaha, good to come. Yechen laughed loudly, shoved an elixir into his mouth, and the long sword continued to slash forward.

The little fat man has retreated to Yechen's side, and there are martial spirit-level ghosts among these ghosts, which is not something that the little fat man can deal with.

A ghost hiding in the group of ghosts maintained the same movements as other ghosts, and deliberately compressed his cultivation, maintaining the same momentum as the surrounding martial arts ghosts, and poked out his claws and rushed towards Yechen, and when he was about to approach Yechen, the speed suddenly became faster, and he really burst out with a power that belonged to the martial spirit level.

"Little ghost tricks, also trying to deceive me?" Yechen sneered, being stupidly laughed by the ghosts here, they naively thought that their terrifying faces could scare Yechen, and they thought that their hiding this time could deceive Yechen's consciousness, where did they think that as soon as these martial spirit-level things appeared, they were as dazzling as a light bulb in Yechen's eyes, how could they avoid Yechen's ears and eyes?

Behind Yechen, the skeleton archer pulled out the longbow, and the bow and arrow S poked out the sharp claws of the ghost at the martial spirit level, and grabbed the bow and arrow in his hand.

But the arrows that can catch the skeleton archers can't catch Lan Wen's sword, Lan Wen's sword arrives at the same time as the bow and arrow, and what is performed is a king-level martial art: Biluo Huangquan Slash.

The sword light turned into a silver match, slashing through the waist of the ghost, the terrifying power and lightning speed, so that the ghost could not dodge at all, and the ghost who grabbed the bow and arrow let out a terrible scream: "Ah!"

Instantly, the flame of the soul that had turned into a little bit dissipated.

Lan Wen quickly stepped back and gave up her position to the Death Knight who stepped forward on the horse, and the Death Knight opened his mouth and sucked all the soul fire in the air into his mouth.

Then, the Death Knight took a step back and sat on his horse, motionless with men and horses, but the hellfire on his body burned fiercely, burning more and more.

The Death Knight finally sucked enough soul fire and began to break through.

This is a hurdle, after reaching the martial spirit, the combat power has increased greatly, but now, it is the time when the death knight is the weakest, and Yechen needs to guard him for ten minutes.

"Boom!"

"Ahhhh

"Garbage is garbage, and no matter how much it comes, it is garbage. Yechen said coldly, and the Fei Lian Ghost Sword continued to be unleashed, and the ghosts shrouded by the silver hideous head dragon all turned into soul fire.

Lan Wen didn't say a word, but the sword in his hand was very simple and violent, no ghost could resist his sword, and when the number of ghosts in front of him was larger, Lan Wen used the Fei Lian Ghost Sword to scatter all the ghosts.

Yechen found that he had passed a move to the little skeleton to spur the wind, but now it seems that some are not enough, whether it is Lan Wen or the death knight, they all have their own big moves, Lan Wen needless to say, he will be in the Yechen Society, and the death knight also has king-level moves, but only the little skeleton, although the combat skills are higher than the death knight, but the martial arts are too few.

Yechen decided to teach him some more powerful gun skills later, so as to make up for his shortcomings in martial arts.

As time passed, no matter how the spirits tried to kill, they could not pass the line of death formed by Yechen and his dead creatures, and any spirits who stepped forward to try to break through the line were all transformed into bits of soul fire.

"Roar, roar!" In the middle of the night, the death knight roared, and the flames on his body instantly spread, rushing forward, and the three ghosts didn't have time to dodge, they were killed under the impact of hellfire, and they were directly burned into a little soul fire.

A power far beyond the previous one slowly emanated from the body of the Death Knight, and the Death Knight finally broke through.