"Thank you, General Zhou. Zhang Yu took the envelope and said gratefully.

They talked about how to train soldiers again, Zhang Yu picked up some ways to train soldiers, and Zhou Hua was very interested in listening, and the team stayed in the fortress for a few days, and Zhang Yu stayed in Zhou Hua's mansion for a few days. If it weren't for the team being in a hurry to set off, Zhou Hua would still have the heart to keep him for a while longer.

In addition to discussing the art of war with Zhou Hua, on the other hand, Zhang Yu also continued to train the soul cultivators under his command, and the soul cultivators practiced and cooperated in a twisted manner, often causing chaos. The other teams laughed, and according to what they said, they lost face.

But there was no way, each of them was asked by Zhang Yu to eat, sleep and practice together, and soon one thing changed the views of the soul cultivators.

The day before leaving, one of their teams rubbed against his team, this kind of fight is commonplace, but the victory or defeat is five or five, the fight is more people, there are more people over there, and there are more people there, and there is victory over there.

The team of soul cultivators reflexively used the cooperation of the usual teaching, and at first they were not skilled and had a draw, but later everyone was familiar with it, more than a dozen soul cultivators pressed dozens of fights, and they returned with a complete victory, and they admired Zhang Yu even more.

The soul cultivators' learning and training momentum became stronger and stronger, and after leaving the Qishan Fortress, they walked for more than a month, and these ghost domain people finally came to their holy land, Wushan City, more than a hundred kilometers away.

"Take a break here today and go into town tomorrow. The leading general said loudly, and he sent someone to contact Wushan City.

The sky of the ghost domain is always gloomy, Zhang Yu heard Xiao Hei say that he could see Wushan here, and couldn't help but increase his interest, and took Xiao Hei and Lin Xueyue to rise into the air, looking down at Wushan City in the distance.

Wushan City, this is the most majestic city in the ghost domain.

Zhang Yu looked up at the huge city in the distance, the city is so big that even the city wall can't see the edge, you can vaguely see four black lines surrounding Wushan City in the middle, the length is as high as hundreds of miles, the city wall is equipped with all kinds of magic arrays, and there are 30,000 legions standing here.

Wushan City is surrounded by a steep mountain, this high mountain towers into the sky, and there is a large area of pitch-black fog above the mountainside, and nothing can be seen clearly.

"That high mountain is Wushan?" Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"Yes......" Xiao Hei nodded, he looked into the distance and continued to explain.

This high mountain was originally called the Nine-Foot Abyss, and the coalition forces of Zhang Sanfeng and Tianyu sealed the ghost emperor Li Danqing here.

Originally, the Ghost Emperor had no chance to break away from the seal, but after the defeat of the Ghost Domain, the armies of cultivators from the Heavenly Domain and the Human Domain had been occupying this Ghost Domain, plundering the resources and wealth of the Ghost Domain.

Later, Zhou Mingfeng, a Taoist from the Heavenly Domain, led people to encircle and suppress Zhang Sanfeng and the Heavenly Master family. Only then did the people of the Ghost Domain get a chance to drive out the forces of the Human Domain and the Heavenly Domain in one fell swoop.

Due to the various problems and contradictions in the human domain and the heavenly domain itself after the war, they were no longer able to invade the ghost domain, and everyone invariably died down and recuperated. The Ghost Emperor's subordinates built this Wushan City in the place where the Ghost Emperor was sealed. After thousands of years of development, such a large-scale city was formed.

Hearing Xiao Hei's introduction, Zhang Yu nodded, he didn't expect that this Wushan City still had such a origin, his eyes looked at the towering dark mountain, and his gaze was extremely complicated.

"Woo!" a mournful horn sounded. The sound of this trumpet is all too familiar, it is the clarion call to convene the meeting of the demon kings. Zhang Yu then glanced at the black mountain, turned around and flew towards the camp.

Just when Zhang Yu was waiting for the ghost king to hold a meeting, a small group of people quickly passed through the city gate and flew into the city of Wushan City.

This team of people is the family of the fat man who was killed by Zhang Yu. They traveled day and night, and finally entered Wushan City before Zhang Yu.

The Wu family's power in Wushan City is still quite large, and Wu Zhiming, the head of the Wu family, is the official in charge of logistics, especially the new legion formed this time, its strength is strong, and the logistics needed are also numerous.

"We're here!" looked at the gate of the Wu Mansion, and the fat servant who was in the dust took a deep breath and said.

In the Wu family's mansion, there is abundant yin qi here, and it is a good place for soul cultivation. This mansion actually occupies a spiritual vein in Wushan City.

Wu Zhiming sat alone in the room looking at the latest information, I don't know why, Wu Zhiming felt that his eyelids had been jumping for the past few days, as if he felt that something big was about to happen.

What the hell is the big deal?" he shook his head, picked up the latest logistics report, and looked at it.

The last group of legionnaires had arrived hundreds of miles away from Wushan City, and it seemed that the legion would set off soon, but there was still a shortfall of thirty percent of the logistics materials, which made Wu Zhiming very annoyed.

At that moment, hurried footsteps rang out, followed by a knock on the door.

"Master, my hometown is here. The servant shouted loudly outside the door.

Wu Zhiming has a very close relationship with his hometown, and often sends people to correspond.

"Let them in. After Wu Zhiming finished speaking, he continued to read the information.

"Yes, sir!" said the servant.

The footsteps sounded again, and soon someone walked in, Wu Zhiming saw that this person knew himself, it was Wu San, a servant from his hometown.

"Wu San, why are you here?"

"Master, you have to be the master of our family!" Wu San cried as soon as he entered the room.

"What the hell is going on? Who has Wu Qi provoked again? Are you using my name to deceive everywhere?" Wu Zhiming said curiously.

The young master Wu Qi mentioned in Wu San's mouth is his nephew, this nephew does not learn and has no skills, and his cultivation is extremely low, and the best thing is to slap the horse. He settled down during this time, and worked as an errand under the city lord of Revenant City, and the Wu family also moved to Revenant City.

"What the hell do you say, don't kneel on the ground. Seeing that Wu San was on the ground and did not speak, Wu Zhiming urged.

"Master, Young Master Wu Qi, he's dead. At this time, Wu San was already in tears.

"What?" Wu Zhiming stood up abruptly and said with wide eyes.

"There's a letter here!" Wu Sancai handed the letter to Wu Zhiming, who took the letter and looked at it, his face turned pale. You must know that although his nephew is not good in all aspects, he is also a lone seedling in the Wu family.

"Sword Demon Zhang Qian!". After reading the letter, Wu Zhiming kneaded the letter paper into powder.

After a while, he said with a gloomy face: "I will give an explanation to my hometown about this matter, you go down and rest first." ”

After seeing Wu San leave, he turned around and came to the table, flipped through the thick materials, and soon saw Zhang Yu's information on the materials.

"Someone, go and ask me where Zhang Qian has gone. Wu Zhiming said coldly.

A day later, the large army that stretched for hundreds of miles was finally allowed to enter Wushan City, they slowly entered Wushan City, and after walking for about dozens of kilometers, Zhang Yu finally saw the huge city walls of Wushan City.

The thick, vicissitudes of life of the black stone city wall are carved with countless formations, from time to time a streamer of light passes by, and countless towers are towering, all of which occupy the soul cultivation on duty.

This is an impregnable city, Zhang Yu looked around, and he could go deep into the main city of the ghost people, so Zhang Yu felt very fresh.

Switching the Eye of the Ghost God, there was a rich black qi everywhere, which was simply a paradise for ghost cultivation for Xiao Hei and Lin Xueyue.

The army walked along the city wall for a long time, and came to a huge barracks and took up residence.

Soon he sensed that something was wrong, as the teams around him were supplied, but there was nothing under his command.