The vast ghost army, the momentum of 100,000, suddenly stopped at this time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The movements of each ghost army froze, as if they had suddenly been frozen.

The great net intertwined by Luo Xing and spiritual power enveloped all the ghost armies in it, and a strange power circulated on it, all converging into Wang Shi's body along the lines.

A power similar to that of Yin and Yang Pisces poured into Wang Shi's body, Wang Shi's expression did not change, and he was as calm as ever, but the strange aura did not increase at the beginning, but was disappearing.

The strange yin and yang pisces had covered every star, inscribed with a faint trace, and then gradually disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The collapsed sea of qi is being gradually repaired, and most of it has been completed, and a strange rune has formed on the inner wall, as if countless yin and yang fish are swimming, like a flowing picture.

In the vast starry sky, there is a faint strange atmosphere, like floating smoke, vast and immense.

All the stars, the entire starry sky, including the sea of qi, were imprinted by the Yin and Yang Pisces, as if they had marked their own territory and could not be violated by them.

However, all these marks are gradually disappearing, as if the tide is rushing up and retreating rapidly.

The imprint faded, everything seemed to return to normal, and the strange aura was gone.

As if everything had never appeared at all, Wang Shi's sea of qi temporarily returned to normal and began to operate a powerful starry sky, creating spiritual power and absorbing it.

The yin and yang pisces that converged along the spiritual power silk thread also all entered the depths of the starry sky and disappeared, without setting off any waves. And consciousness can't trace where the yin and yang Pisces have disappeared, as if they don't exist at all.

Wang Shi knew very well that the power of Yin and Yang Pisces had never disappeared, and he originally wanted to wait to return to the back mountain and explain it to Li Yixian, but he didn't expect that this power would take the opportunity to burst out, and then disappear completely, unable to find it.

At this time, it may not have an impact, but Wang Shi knows that the more serious the invasion of this force, the shorter the time for the outbreak will be, and he must return to the back mountain as soon as possible to solve this crisis.

In addition, the sea of qi has only been repaired temporarily, and if you want to recover, you need further treatment, which is also an imminent matter. It's better not to use spiritual power, or you'll be in crisis again.

However, now that he couldn't take care of so much, Wang Shi could only desperately urge the starry sky, and then extract the power of the ghost army as soon as possible.

has gone through so many things, and by now, the origin of the ghost army is already easy to speculate.

Based on the thick white bones in the Luo Xing Fountain, it can be known that all the Roy tribes have been refined into Luo Xinghai, and the strong ones among them have been screened out, combined with the "Flying Sky" illusion and the power of Yin and Yang Pisces to control, and they have become a powerful ghost army.

The purpose of the ghost army is to usher in the arrival of a certain successor and test the successor at the end. Or the existence of the ghost army is to stimulate the yin and yang pisces hidden in Wang Shi's starry sky, and it is not impossible.

The power to maintain its own existence disappeared, and the ghost army was just a skeleton, and it dissipated between heaven and earth at the slightest touch.

Drops of crystal Luo Xing fell, forming a huge light blue net, enveloping every ghost army.

Wang Shi made the right decision, he was able to absorb all the power of the ghost army, get out of the trap of being besieged by a hundred thousand ghost army, and now it looks extremely easy.

The ghost army, which has lost its strength, is at a loss and does not know what to do.

The ghost army, which has marched for 3,000 years, has forgotten its former self, forgotten its former homeland, forgotten everything that once was, and the only thing that I remember is the will given by others.

Even if he is dead, the remaining dry bones have not been laid to rest, and he continues to carry out the task for others.

If these bones were knowledgeable, perhaps they would not feel a strong anger, but a strong sadness.

Exiled for three thousand years, unable to return to his hometown, for the Roy people who love their homeland deeply, there is no stronger torture than this, which can be seen from Lu Xiangzi.

At this moment, the power that supported the skeleton disappeared, and the remaining consciousness of these former Roy people felt their sadness in the moment of silence.

After three thousand years of wandering, the homeland has become a desert, and once I look back, I am already white.

Only this last affectionate look, staring at the former royal city.

I can't speak, and even if I can, I won't speak.

One look, three thousand years, is enough.

These three thousand years of desolation are far from being something that a pair of white bones can bear.

Suddenly, Luo Xing landed on Bai Gu's body.

The smell of familiarity, the breath of the Roy tribe.

In a trance, all the white bones seem to have returned to their former homeland, and they can see the life of the past again, as if they saw the people of the past.

Luo Xing blurred and enveloped every ghost army, as if he had put on a robe for him.

In the same instant, 100,000 white bones shattered!

In the silence, sadness pervades.

100,000 people, a silent funeral, after 3,000 years, finally staged.

The entire Roy clan, not to mention 100,000 of them, is a big clan, between the seven dynasties, independent of them, no one can offend, once it became a wasteland, and the clansmen were all white bones.

Now, only these 100,000 ghost armies can pay tribute.

Crash!

The torn armor and weapons collapsed and piled up, playing the most tragic song!

The weapon that followed the master for three thousand years, and the soul that had been bound for three thousand years, was finally liberated at this time, and was able to break away from this rotten body and use the last voice to bid farewell to the master's soul.

No one can judge whether this relief is good or not, and when the bones are finally shattered, they don't know how they should deal with themselves, so they can only stare here.

Fortunately, at the last moment, with Luo Xing, it was a little comfort to be able to taste the taste of his hometown.

This is the reason why Wang Shi scattered all the Luo Xing, presumably all the Luo Yi clan love this land deeply, so being able to see a little hope when they are finally shattered is the only thing Wang Shi can do.

The bones shattered, turned into tiny powder, and began to float upwards.

The glowing Luo Xing emitted a pale blue light, which had been mixed with the white bones, becoming a little bit of light, and began to rise gradually, as if to find a certain direction.

The murderous aura is gone, replaced by silence.

It's like the silence of a blessing.

The white bones and Luo Xing rose into the sky, forming a pale blue sea.

The weirdness on his body has completely disappeared, Wang Shi looked at the scene in front of him, all his thoughts had been dissipated, and he just looked at this scene with some blankness.

Lu Xiangzi is also dead.

Fortunately, his wish was also realized, this homeland is no longer so desolate, and the 100,000 dry bones have finally returned to their hometown.

Wang Shi has done everything he can do, but his heart is still melancholy, sad, and blank.

Losing Chu Huairou and losing Lu Xiangzi, almost the same situation, almost the same sadness, this kind of blow, Wang Shi really couldn't bear it. The loss of a friend is so powerless that it is unbearable.

The little saffron has been exhausted, the safflower in the center of the eyebrows has long disappeared, the eyes have lost all their luster, the face is pale and the whole body has been dyed red with blood, extremely red, like a flower soaked in blood.

Resisting the charge of thousands of ghost troops, Xiao Honghua did not die, which is enough to show her strength.

At this time, the little red flower also looked towards the sky, looking at this shocking scene, and couldn't say much.

Yau Hua held on to the last shred of strength, looking at the sky, exceptionally silent.

In the silence, Ning Yi was sleepy-eyed, glanced at the sky, and asked in a sneering voice, "What is this, why is it so pitiful?"

Wang Shi tilted his head slightly and whispered, "People who go home." ”

"It's really pitiful to not go home so late. Ning Yi was obviously half-asleep and half-awake, and the words he said were a little messy, even a little naïve.

Wang Shi hummed softly and looked at the sky quietly.

Ning Yi rubbed it, found the most comfortable position, and said in a vague voice: "We have to go home early and eat early." ”

"Hmm. ”

The powder of 100,000 skeletons is still like an army, floating upwards in a neat and orderly manner, carrying three thousand years of desolation and the last consolation, drifting towards the former homeland.

They're going back, they're going to go to the ground and have a look, they're going to see their homeland, and they're scattered in it.

Accumulate white bones and return to their homeland together.

All the pale blue powder drifted upwards along the passage made by the Luoxing Fountain, lined up in a neat and orderly manner, forming a pillar of light that was not bright, and slowly jumped out of this incomparably deep well.

Coming out of the hell where he had been imprisoned for 3,000 years, the ghost army did not see the former homeland, and what came into his eyes was only a piece of yellow sand.

After the arbitrary flow of Luo Xinghai, it still couldn't cover this desert, and a strong wind rose, bringing up countless yellow sand again, overwhelming the sky.

The white bone powder that had just drifted out couldn't withstand the ravages of the wind and sand at all, and was immediately wrapped and flew to infinity, and with the disappearance of the little Luo Xing, these white bones also became ordinary white bones and were caught in the yellow sand.

It's not the former homeland that comes into view, maybe I have already prepared for this in my heart, but when I really face it, I'm still a little dazed and at a loss.

However, this is already a white bone, and there is no so-called emotion.

Gradually, the wind and yellow sand swept away all the white bones that emerged, and blew them to an unknown distance.

Even if you return to your homeland, you won't be disappointed, at least the land is still there, and the people here will be able to rebuild a beautiful pure land.

The former Roy, even if it has disappeared cleanly, but the land that raised people is still there, and the people who have been raised again will become Roy again.

The homeland is still there, and as long as it can continue to sprout, the Roy will be able to revive again.

Wang Shi looked up at all the white bones drifting away, and didn't feel how much time had passed, and by the time they all came back to their senses, it was already empty and dark.

Darkness without a shred of light.

Just a few hours ago, there were more than a thousand top forces in the entire desert gathered here, almost all of them were masters above the Xuan Realm, and then 100,000 ghost troops were gathered here.

The people and dry bones of such a scale were all wiped out at this time, and only Wang Shi and a few of them remained.

Life is so strong, and yet so fragile.

And the former Roy clan was strong enough to compete with the Seven Great Dynasties, but in the end, there was not a single member of the clan left, even if it was a skeleton and a grave, there was no left.

What is left is nothing more than a building that does not speak.

However, the royal city under his feet is also gradually collapsing, turning into a little yellow sand, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Now that there is no one in the Roy clan, Luo Xing has disappeared, and even the ghost army is not one left, and Wang Cheng seems to have sensed it, and it has no worries, and it has begun to wither.

Wang Shi looked at the darkness and slowly closed his eyes, not thinking about what he had encountered along the way and the last sadness.

It was absolutely quiet, no one spoke, only the sound of Ning Yi's steady breathing, but the environment became quieter and quieter.

Cough!

Little Red Flower suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood at this time, and Youhua finally lost her strength and fell downward.

Wang Shi immediately pulled all his consciousness back and held the oil flower.

Bang!

The huge hollow area originally supported by the 100,000 ghost army began to collapse, and the huge yellow sand smashed down, and the powerful impact force almost smashed everything in it.

Now the buildings below have become yellow sand, and there is no place to take refuge, so you can only choose to rush out of this place.

Wang Shi looked at the little red flower next to him and asked, "Can it work?"

Little Red Flower did not answer, or did not bother to answer.

Now is not the time to be pretentious, Wang Shi directly grabbed Xiao Honghua's arm and rushed towards the passage created by Luo Xing.

Xiao Honghua's brows furrowed slightly, and the dagger in his hand had already pierced Wang Shi's palm, but Wang Shi did not let go of his hand, and grabbed Xiao Honghua's arm tightly and rushed out.

The rumbling sound of collapse was ringing out one after another, like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper, rapidly approaching.

was grabbed by Wang Shi, with infinite anger in his heart, but Xiao Honghua didn't argue about anything anymore, but her brows in the dark had wrinkled into the word "Chuan".

Wang Shi didn't care about the pain coming from his palm at all, but in fact, the pain in his body was so strong that he ignored the pain, and just squeezed the power in the starry sky with all his heart, and flew out with all his might.

The passage also began to collapse, as if an incomparably huge tentacle was pouring out of the ground, chasing Wang Shi closely, trying to capture everyone back to hell.

A powerful collapse echoed in my ears.

Bang......