The most terrifying thing in this desert is not the Black Storm or the Sand Storm Burial, but the ghost army behind it. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info no one will be stupid enough to take the initiative to provoke the ghost army, but anyone who has been in the desert, even if the edge has not been rubbed away, still has a heart higher than the sky, and does not have the courage to challenge the ghost army.

The ghost army represents the real death. No one can really say anything about the ghost army, because no one has ever seen the ghost army still alive, even those super strong people who come to admire it, after surviving, they are silent, and they will die inexplicably after a while.

For thousands of years, the ghost army has been a taboo in the desert, and the bloody lessons have made everyone deeply understand its horror.

Needless to say, the small Feihuang City, even if all the forces in the desert were integrated, they didn't have the courage to explore the ghost army. If you smell the slightest breath in advance, it is better to escape as soon as possible, and you must not delay for a moment.

At this time, Ling Qian, the shopkeeper, and the old fox had already noticed a trace of strange fluctuations, and they had sensed this fluctuation many times, each time after the black storm and the storm of sand.

Even without any evidence, the three knew that it was the ghost army that was coming towards them!

Ling Qian, who had just broken through to the whole realm, didn't have any confidence to face the ghost army. As long as they flee in the wilderness and run forward desperately, it is a blessing to be able to survive.

Fortunately, the three of them are worthy of the name of giants, and they are still silent at this time. If the truth were to be told now, I am afraid that the situation would immediately get out of control, and everyone would rush forward like crazy, and in the end there would not be many people left alive.

The shopkeeper glanced deeply in the direction of the ghost army and said, "Two, let's go." ”

The corners of the old fox's eyes twitched involuntarily, his mind was like electricity, he had turned many times, thought about a lot of things, and finally said steadily: "Let's go, Master Ling." ”

Ling Qian glanced up and said lightly, "I'm afraid it's not so easy to go." ”

Suddenly, the passage that had just been constructed collapsed, and the ghost sand fish suddenly appeared, tearing apart all the people guarding the formation above, and the formation immediately collapsed. The ghost sand fish were already completely crazy, as if they were sharks that smelled blood, rushing towards everyone under the passage.

Originally, there was an invisible layer of isolation above the entire city, and the ghost sand fish could not land, but at this time, they seemed to have broken through the non-existent net and rushed out through every gap.

A ghost sand fish may not be terrible, a group of ghost sand fish is undoubtedly a nightmare, even if it is Ling Qian, it can only escape.

The old fox suddenly struck, and the spear in his hand turned into a dragon, exuding a brilliant light, wiping out all the ghost sand fish that rushed down above his head.

It is extremely rare to take the lead, and the old fox immediately said: "The ghost sand fish is a lot crazy, and its strength has increased a little, but it can't stop us from rushing forward together, and it will take about a stick of incense to rush out, and if you go all out, you won't need half a stick of incense." ”

The shopkeeper glanced down and said, "It's not just ghost sand fish. ”

The cultivators who were guarding all directions below, seeing Ling Qian from the whole realm rushing over, the flame of hope in their hearts had just risen, and they were inevitably a little slackened mentally, which caused the attack in their hands to slow down a little.

However, suddenly, the zombie army showed a blowout pattern, and countless zombies rushed out frantically, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, crazy to the extreme. The spiritual skills or spiritual weapons that were originally able to block them immediately collapsed and scattered out, and these people who were a little lax were immediately devoured by the zombie army.

The defense that was originally built collapsed in an instant, like the bursting of a dam, and it was an all-round collapse, which could not make up for the gap at all. The zombie army was like a flood, filling the entire space at once.

Destruction was only in an instant.

The extinction of life is as simple as the rolling of a grain of sand.

Practitioners are strong and vulnerable. Strength can make people strong, but it can also make people extraordinarily vulnerable.

Screams come and go, but often only halfway, and before they can make their last sound, lives are killed. It won't be long before these dead people join the zombie horde and take action on their former partners. That's the horror of the zombie hordes, which grow until they devour everything.

The team of more than 100 people, all of whom were the top figures in Feihuang City, was immediately reduced to half at this time. And with the impact of the zombie army, the entire space is buried, and most of those trapped characters will end up as a zombie.

Seeing so many people disappear in such a short period of time, even Ling Qian couldn't help but squint slightly. These are the top forces in Feihuang City, if they are all dead, he will be a light pole commander, even if he has the whole realm, it is impossible to fully realize his plan.

A big force needs a lot of people to build a stable system to continuously supply the people at the top of the pyramid and grow rapidly.

Without thinking too much, Ling Qian's hands quickly sealed, even if he could slow down ten times, no one would see how he used it. The psychic technique instantly condensed in his hand at the speed of light, and it emitted a shocking spiritual pressure.

The shopkeeper on the side and the old fox became more serious than ever, staring at Ling Qian's hands, carefully capturing every change.

"Dawn!"

It didn't scream, but it was said like a block letter, seemingly without any momentum, but like the light of the sun, which contained endless energy.

Brilliant light condensed in Ling Qian's hand, and then countless rays of light shot out in all directions, like an explosion of the sun. Compared with the "killing line", the killing range of "Dawn" is much wider, covering almost the entire space.

The speed of light is undoubtedly the fastest, and it descends to every corner in an instant. Anything that encounters such a light is like dirty snow in the dead of winter, melting immediately, leaving no trace. However, this light falls on people's bodies, but there is no harm, just like ordinary sunlight, which makes people feel warm.

The white bones that had just been holding the battle axe high and slashing at the neck of a cultivator immediately turned into ashes. And the cultivator who had escaped death, after a blank in his eyes appeared, endless surprises immediately appeared, and without the slightest hesitation, he burst out with all his speed and moved closer to the light source.

Countless similar scenes played out in every corner, and everyone invariably moved closer to the place where Ling Qian was.

Because of this devastating light, the zombie army was temporarily wiped out, but soon they were surging again. Powerful forces can temporarily cut off a river, but it can't stop it from flowing, and this endless army of zombies can't fight at all.

The shopkeeper and the old fox took their eyes back, their hearts were a little complicated, and they quickly sorted out their thoughts, calculating what kind of realm Ling Qian was, and calculating what kind of realm they were in now. The shopkeeper's gaze narrowed, and he fell into deep thought.

"Get out!"

There is no need for superfluous explanations, Ling Qian simply said three words, which meant everything, what he wanted to do was to guide the direction, not to explain things bitterly, and what the rest of the people needed to do was to follow him and rush out with him. Invisibly, Ling Qian has become the backbone of everyone.

At this time, all kinds of spiritual arts erupted, attacking in one direction, immediately shattering the swift ghost sand fish, bombarding a huge passage.

Without any hesitation, the remaining fifty or so people advanced alternately, defending each other, cooperating extremely closely, without the slightest mistake, steadily and rapidly attacking upward.

The zombie army on his feet went crazy, and the ghost sand fish around him went even more crazy, fighting towards everyone, and the tragic battle did not stop without any stop......

At this time, no one would have thought that among the ghost sand fish, there was a person lurking, like an old monk who had passed away, without any sign of life, and the man had turned into a grain of sand, lurking quietly.

The ghost sand fish around him swam rapidly, not noticing him, just like a fish in the water would not notice a drop of water.

There was a cloudy drop of water in the man's hand, emitting a blue light, but it was unusually dim, even in the dark, he couldn't detect it. It was this drop of water that allowed him to safely hide among the ghost sand fish.

The violence outside set off a strange silence here, and the man's eyes were open, unusually sharp, as if he could penetrate the ghost sand fish and see the situation ahead.

Being able to carry the belief of revenge alone, and living until now, the man's intuition is extremely keen, and sometimes he can surpass Wang Shi, and he was the first to discover the ghost sand fish. Now he also noticed a different fluctuation, and his intuition told him that he should run away immediately, but at this time, he even caught Ling Qian's spiritual pressure.

All in one?

Such news is undoubtedly a storm that overturns all the plans of the guys. In a very short period of time, the guy thought about a lot of things. After that, he didn't hesitate, and immediately stretched out his arms, like a leech, silently sticking to the body of a ghost sand fish, and rushed forward.

......

The city gate slowly opened, pushing open the heavy yellow sand and clearing out a space.

At this time, the zombie army was no longer crazy, no longer beating, and stood quietly on both sides of the street, as if ordinary people were welcoming the return of a certain general.

The clatter of horses' hooves resounded through the streets, and an army of skeletons in armor slowly walked in.

The skeletons were silent, the bones around them were silent, only the sound of crisp footsteps, mixed with the grinding sound of rotting iron armor, echoed in the long street.