Chapter 62: My Good Luck Is Running Out?
The yin qi in the air is still strong, but if you look closely, you can find that it has weakened, but the weakening is not very large, and it is not very fast.
A team of 10,000 people is marching rapidly, the pace is neat, rushing into the yin qi, the yin qi fluctuates like a tide rolling, the earthquake shakes, you can see that this team of 10,000 people is wearing strong armor and rushing forward rapidly, one by one The breath on their bodies is fierce and fierce, and there seems to be a trace of hot breath spreading, confronting the cold aura here.
Everyone's face was full of cold and murderous aura, like the wind and the cold of the water, because they all knew one thing very well, this trip was a death battle nine times out of ten, and it was very likely that they would die on the battlefield, and they had to have the will and determination to die before they could go all out.
"Stop!" The general led by him suddenly raised his hand, and tens of thousands of sergeants immediately stopped in unison, and the order was forbidden, but it was elite.
"At this distance, the ghost people should be able to sense our arrival. The general's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes flickered and stared ahead, tearing through the darkness, as if he wanted to see the movement of the ghost clan's military camp clearly, and immediately shouted: "Array!"
Tens of thousands of sergeants immediately moved their positions and directly laid out the battle formation, and the fierce aura was permeated, one by one, one by one, and the blazing aura strengthened and diffused in an instant, as if the flames were burning endlessly, resisting the invasion of the cold breath.
The Underworld Ghost Clan has a strong sense of human breath, for them, human breath is like a flame in the night, the stronger the human breath is, the stronger the human breath is, and vice versa, for example, the breath of a person with low cultivation is like a candle flame in the night, and the high cultivation is like a bonfire.
It stands to reason that the ghost army camp should have been able to sense the approach of the army, why didn't it react?
Hide?
It is impossible to hide, and for the ghost clan, the breath of people is like a firefly in the night, and it cannot be concealed.
They waited in formation, but after a while, there was still no movement.
"The scout listened to the order and ordered you to investigate the movements of the ghost clan's military camp. The general immediately ordered.
"Yes. The two figures flew out in an instant, hiding their figures, although the breath was difficult to hide, but the hidden figures were professional habits, probing military intelligence, professional.
Await!
Waiting quietly, waiting uncomfortably, even every breath has a burning feeling.
Finally, two figures appeared again in the darkness, rushing over, it was those two scouts, seeing those two scouts, the general's face was full of surprise, it was unbelievable that he came back so unharmed, wasn't he discovered by the ghost army?
"Back to the general, the ghost army camp is empty. One of the scouts spoke immediately.
"What?" the Admiral's face was full of surprise, thinking he was having auditory hallucinations.
"We approached the ghost army camp and found no ghost clan, and when we infiltrated the ghost army camp, we didn't find the ghost clan either, leaving only the ground full of broken yin armor. Another scout immediately explained.
The general's face suddenly became full of surprise.
Leaving the ground full of broken Yin armor?
Yin armor is the name of the armor worn by the ghost clan, what does this mean?
Say what the ghost clan was killed.
According to their cognition, the ghost clan seems to have no flesh and blood, but yin
The form of armor appears, and once killed, only Yin armor and a pinch of ash are left behind.
"Full speed march!" the general ordered, and the army marched again, with all its might, and kept approaching the ghost army camp at a faster speed, but still did not encounter any ghost army.
Immediately, the general saw a pair of armor on the ground that had been split, and it was a pair of armor with an unusual style.
The Yin armor of the ghost clan sergeant is different, the ghost pawn level is the simplest, the ghost soldier level is different at the beginning, it will be more refined and perfect than the ghost pawn Yin armor, the ghost general level is more refined and perfect, and the ghost general's Yin armor will also be more perfect than the ghost general's Yin armor.
At the moment, this pair of Yin armor is at least at the level of a ghost general.
"Could it be...... The ghost army camp has really been breached?" the general's eyes showed a solemnity, and he muttered to himself.
The closer he got to the ghost army camp, the more shocked he became, and saw the Yin armor in a place, which should be the armor of the ghost soldier knight, as well as the Yin armor of the ghost soldier shooter, and then rushed into the camp, and found the Yin armor scattered all over the place, each piece of Yin armor was split and cut off directly.
The entire camp was not even a ghost.
"General, every piece of Yin armor has been split by a sharp blade, and there is a remnant of sword intent, which was done by a swordsman. ”
The "Swordsman ......" general was thoughtful, but he couldn't figure out who did it.
A swordsman of this strength is very strong, but who is it?
"Come on, put away the Yin armor. The general gave an order while thinking, Lin Xiao didn't know that the value of these Yin armors was not ordinary, and he didn't think about it so much, the luck of the sect was promoted, plus he didn't know the market, and there was not enough space to accommodate these Yin armors.
......
The boundary between Youzhou and Beiyanzhou is a field and woods, the wild grass grows wildly on the field, each wild grass is more than one person high, and the original green wild grass is eroded by the yin qi at this moment and has turned gray and black, diffusing the slightest cold.
The towering trees that grew wildly in the forest were also eroded by the yin qi, thus turning gray-black, exuding a rich yin and cold aura.
In the forest, among the trees, a figure was running rapidly, as strong as a cheetah, jumping up and landing on a tree trunk, as agile as an ape, leaping between the trunks.
Below, a dark dog is frantically pursuing, each of which is the size of a buffalo, his eyes are dark and cold, and the breath that permeates his body is extremely cold.
The vicious dog pursued frantically, a pair of dark eyes flashing with a cold, cruel and ferocious light, staring at the figure on the trunk of the tree that jumped like a spirit monkey, like a maggot on the tarsal bone.
The person on the trunk of the tree was covered in bloodstains, his robe was torn, there were three marks on his back, and the bones were visible, and he was filled with a terrible cold breath, the wound was eroded by the yin qi, and bursts of stinging pain continued to permeate the whole body, so that he couldn't help but gasp, but gritted his teeth to support it.
"I, Yu Jingluo, were born with great luck, and every time I am in danger, I can turn evil into good fortune, and I will be blessed by misfortune, and I will definitely be able to do it this time. The man leaping on the trunk of the tree said to himself, rejoicing in the suffering.
However, the vicious dogs below still pursued, following closely, and did not look like they had been thrown off at all.
"Yin Qi is starting to erode my internal organs, and if this continues, my internal organs will be severely damaged in a quarter of an hour, and it will be difficult to escape. "The youth is jumping on the other side again
As he fled, he muttered to himself, "What about my nobleman, what about my chance to turn danger into a disaster, and my bad luck against heaven has failed?"
Jumping out again, Yu Jingluo saw the empty field, his eyes bulging out, and his face was full of despair.
Field!
In such a place, with his wounded body and constantly reducing strength, once in a place like the wilderness, it is very likely that he will be caught up by the group of vicious dogs behind him, no, not very likely, but 100% will be overtaken.
However, he couldn't stop, Yu Jingluo burst out with all his strength, and shot away like an arrow through the air, surrounded by wisps of wind breath, making his speed a little faster.
Falling, kicking the ground with both feet, Yu Jingluo was about to break out again but suddenly, only to feel a sense of emptiness in the body, his legs were unconsciously weak, and his complexion changed at the same time, he immediately reacted, rolled forward a few times and jumped out again, unfolding his body like a gust of wind and flying forward, but because the injury was not light, the wound behind the yin qi eroded into the body, and began to erode the viscera, and the viscera came out with bursts of severe pain, and the strength of the body was almost exhausted, and the speed gradually decreased.
The vicious dogs ran wildly, as if they never knew tiredness, and in an instant they rushed out of the woods and into the field, tearing apart the gray weeds and approaching them continuously.
"I can't run anymore, keep running, my strength will be exhausted, and when the time comes, I will die without a place to be buried, and I will be reduced to the feces of a vicious dog. Yu Jingluo immediately stopped, the pills to replenish internal qi and restore injuries had been eaten, and he could only continue to run the exercises to restore his cultivation, and strive to recover a few more strengths when the vicious dogs chased and killed.
With the sword in hand, he turned around and faced the direction that the vicious dogs were pursuing, feeling the cold and fierce aura approaching, Yu Jingliu grinned unconsciously: "I think I, Yu Jingluo, was born with great luck, just like the protagonist in the folk biography, Zhong Tiandi's Lingxiu, came into being, is he going to die here today?"
"No, I, Yu Jingluo, will definitely not die, my opportunity has not yet come. Talking to himself, Yu Jingluo's eyes seemed to become more and more determined.
The vicious dogs chased and killed, the first one appeared in Yu Jingluo's eyes, and they were instantly killed, the canine teeth were sharp and bitten fiercely, Yu Jingluo's body flickered, and he instantly avoided the vicious dog to kill, and the sword slashed out, and immediately tore out a sword mark on the side of the vicious dog, and the black liquid flowed, filling with a strong fishy smell.
But this sword, and killed the vicious dog, the second vicious dog also came, Yu Jingluo couldn't dodge, his arm was torn out of three claw marks, and the terrifying cold power immediately eroded into Yu Jingluo's body through the wound, intensifying the erosion of viscera.
The third vicious dog came to kill, Yu Jingluo rolled on the spot to avoid it, but when he got up, he was bitten by a vicious dog on the calf, and directly tore off a piece of meat, and the blood flowing out of the torn place was black and red, and the yin qi once again eroded the wound and eroded the viscera.
The three vicious dogs came to kill again, and Yu Jingluo immediately rolled over his body to dodge and fled in panic.
"Thief God, isn't my Yu Jingliu your favorite? My luck, my bad luck?" Yu Jingluo fled in a panic while not forgetting to mutter, thinking that since he was a child, no matter what predicament or danger he encountered, he could often turn evil into danger, and even get a blessing in disguise, this luck doesn't know how many others are envious, now?
Could it be that my good luck has run out?