Yang Xuanjun couldn't retreat with one blow, and Feng Yue didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, if it was just Yang Xuanjun alone, Feng Yue would not have to kill the killer, but Mo Ling and the Four Heavenly Kings were watching from the side, so that they didn't dare to act rashly at all.

Feng Yue carefully guarded the surroundings and drove the ghost soldiers to rush and kill, hoping to rely on the ghost soldiers to play a slight advantage.

These ghost soldiers have to be kept in captivity with the incense provided by Fengyue, and there is no great evil, so they can't all be regarded as ghosts, and the divine light of the divine soldiers has little effect on warding off evil spirits, and the two sides rely on mana to fight each other.

These ghost soldiers themselves are not opponents of the divine soldiers, but under the white moon created by Fengyue, they are as strong as chicken blood, if they fight alone, in this side of the white moon world, they can also have a draw with the divine soldiers.

I saw countless ghost soldiers turning into hideous appearances, whistling and circling with all kinds of magic weapons, these ghost soldiers were obviously much more disciplined than the ghost at the ghost feet, and they also had more big killing weapons.

The ghost soldiers swept through the divine soldiers like a whirlwind of black smoke, and there were countless ghost faces in the black smoke with teeth and claws, and they kept screaming and screaming, and from time to time they concentrated their efforts to shoot out the dirty gas, in a vain attempt to pollute the divine soldiers behind the barrier.

The divine soldiers were not panicked, they lined up in a neat horizontal line, as if they were really elite soldiers, forming a formation with each other, shining a golden barrier, still with how the black whirlwind roared, it couldn't hurt them at all, and the divine soldiers kept fighting back behind the barrier, the golden light hit the sky, constantly piercing the black fog of the ghost soldiers, and many unlucky ghost soldiers were hit by the golden light, and flew out upside down with a wail, disintegrating in mid-air.

Feng Yue saw that his ghost soldiers couldn't help their opponents in a short time, so he immediately commanded:

"Why don't you hurry back, use the Fright Bell!"

The ghost soldiers who received the order suddenly increased their attack, suppressed the divine soldiers for a short time, and then took the opportunity to flee back, they concentrated in the distance, bowed their heads to the sky and the moon, and shouted in unison:

"Soul Bell, Please!"

After the ghost soldiers roared, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the white moon, and the sound of heavy iron chains came from the sky, and four tall mountain spirits suddenly flew up, standing in the east, west, north and south, and holding them towards the void, and four thick black iron chains appeared in their hands.

Shankui was originally a natural wrestler among the goblins, the four Shankui exerted force at the same time, the iron chain was pulled straight, and the black shadow in the white moon gradually fell, and if you look closely, it is actually a black giant ding.

The black giant tripod is getting older and lower, and the ghost soldiers below drag the end of the iron chain that was pulled down by the mountain kui, and at the same time exert force, the hundred ghosts gather their strength, and the power is strong, and the four huge forces make the iron chain tremble violently, and the sound of the iron chain is dense, and it continues to fall under the roar of the hundred ghosts.

"One or two pull, please soul ding!"

"One or two pull, please soul ding!"

"One or two pull, please soul ding!"

The ghost soldiers continued to exert their strength, and the huge horror tripod descended on the world like an ancient giant,

Yang Xuanjun retreated, seeing such a huge Soul Suppression Ding, he felt an irrepressible fear in his heart, even Mo Ling's face put away the initial ridicule, and turned solemn.

Under the double blessing of Baiyue and Horror Ding, the ghost soldiers only felt invincible, while the divine soldiers had a cold fear that went to the depths of their hearts.

Mo Ling knew that at this time, he relied on the Divine Soldier and God General to play freely, and he was really not sure, so he had to come forward and order:

"Why are you still stunned?

The divine soldier god general who received the order suddenly reflected, and immediately a small god general stepped forward to take the lead, leading his team to start standing according to the formation that had been practiced for a long time before.

The divine soldiers were busy forming formations, and the ghost soldiers on the opposite side had successfully dragged the Horror Dome to the ground, and four thick iron chains were directly inserted into the depths of the ground, firmly fixing the Juding as if it was about to break free and swim in the void.

Mo Ling's face became more and more solemn, and after the Horror Ding was fixed, there were immediately bursts of wails in the air, even if Mo Ling heard it, he felt a little fluctuating.

Feng Yue saw that the frightened Ding was fixed, and immediately took out an object from the cuff, which was a thick log, Feng Yue threw the log into the air, chanted a spell, and the log suddenly enlarged and turned into a bell.

"Where is the mountain kui lux?

After Feng Yue finished speaking, immediately the burliest mountain kui stepped forward, took the bell that was much bigger than him, and slammed it towards the Horror Ding.

Airplanes!!!

The loud sound was uncontrollably integrated into the ears, and a sound wave could be seen rolling away, the divine soldier heard this sound, and his face was immediately uncomfortable, Mo Ling finally felt a little anxious when he saw this, and no longer continued to wait and see, he took out a command flag from the Fengshen Lu, and as soon as the order flag came out, Mo Ling immediately deployed him to the head of the divine soldier.

The Ling Banner was aroused by Mo Ling's divine power, and immediately expanded, floating steadily on the heads of the divine soldiers, and the Ling Banner waved in the wind, and the red flag sounded fiercely in the air, and it sounded like it was a surging war drum beating the bloody ambition, and the impact brought by the Horror Ding was greatly weakened.

"This war drum flag is the most suitable to inspire the fighting spirit!"

The divine soldiers had the protection of the battle flag, and finally completed the formation, and the moment after the formation, there was immediately a sky full of colors, and the golden light was shining.

A dazzling round of tomorrow rose high, instantly dispelling the entire darkness around it, and the terrifying sound wave was also blocked by the blazing sun, unable to continue to affect the divine soldiers and generals in the slightest.

All of a sudden, a black giant tripod and a dazzling tomorrow appeared on the whole scene, and Feng Yue saw that his Soul Ding was actually confronted by the Nine Bright Suns formed by the divine soldiers, and it was a little hard to believe it for a while.

Mo Ling even waved a huge battle flag, and the red flag danced with a rolling heat wave, and the scorching red light continued to burst, raising the divine light in the sky.

It's too late today, so much more, I'm sorry everyone