"Young master, now that this burial ground has reached the most dangerous time, it is better for us not to go in, otherwise it is very likely that we will get some unclean things. Outside the burial ground, Lai Fu dissuaded Zhang Cang from stepping into it.

In his opinion, the Zhang family is already extremely wealthy, and in addition to the royal family, there is probably no more prominent existence than the Zhang family in the world. Taishi, Guozi's sacrificial wine, all from the Zhang family, it can be said that the Zhang family is the head of the civil officials from Chu, even those imperial relatives have to deal with the Zhang family carefully.

With such a terrifying gate valve nobleman, why do you need to work so hard again?

Zhang Cang, who is the eldest grandson of the old lady, will definitely inherit the lord of the Zhang family in the future, even if he is ranked as the third duke.

With such a wealthy status, why take such a risk?

Lev couldn't figure it out.

"At this time, I think that the Yang family's phantom bird has already fought with them, we can't be thrown away, we must always pay attention, in case there is a mistake, we can make up for it. Zhang Cang was unmoved, and still entered the scope of the Ten Thousand Burial Ground in one step, "Phantom birds have always been elusive, if we waste the opportunity this time, I don't know when we will wait for the next time." ”

"Leave someone to send me a message, I want the Yang family bird to stay in this grassland forever. Zhang Cang was afraid of losing this opportunity, so he sent someone out to report the news.

"Young master, what about the people from Beiji?" Lai Fu was puzzled.

"Beiji?" Zhang Cang sneered, "Even if I let them go to Jushou, what kind of waves do you think they can stir up?

After that, Zhang Cang was in front alone, followed by several slaves behind him, and the group walked into the ten thousand burial grounds.

......

On the other side, Chu Zhuang and Wujiang were heading around the edge of the Ten Thousand Burial Ground, and at this time, the fog rising from the Ten Thousand Burial Ground was like a gray city wall, blocking their view.

"Senior Chu, what should we do?" Wujiang couldn't see Su Heng's figure, and there was no movement, and he was very worried in his heart.

Chu Zhuang was also worried, "Now that the sun is setting, it is the most dangerous time for the Ten Thousand Burial Grounds, we must not be in a hurry, we must believe in your master and wait patiently for his signal......"

"But what if you ......" Wujiang swallowed halfway through his words, he was afraid that he would be crow-mouthed.

The wind stopped, and there seemed to be someone walking in the surrounding fog, and after the footsteps stopped in front of Su Heng, more footsteps sounded around.

The mist is as eerie as an abyss, hiding a fearsome existence, and the footsteps are like ghosts, wandering around.

The air became quieter, and Su Heng could clearly feel the beads of sweat slipping from his face to the ground, and even this subtle movement worried him, for fear of attracting the attention of these things around him who didn't know what they were.

He was sure that the footsteps were definitely not made by Yang Qin. Niu Yeqing under him trembled slightly, as if something was brewing from under the ground, and he wanted to get out.

"Smack!"

The sound of footsteps came clearly from the front, only two feet away from Su Heng.

Su Heng held his breath and didn't dare to move.

Suddenly, Su Heng's body shook suddenly, and someone grabbed his ankle!

This hand did not come down from above, but from the ground, and grabbed him at once.

Before he could react, another hand reached out from the ground and grabbed his leg, and then he heard the sound of heavy breathing, and those two hands violently pressed downward, Su Heng couldn't resist, and half of his body was pressed into the soil.

Then a dark shadow rose from the ground and stood up.

"Whew!"

The sound of breathing was like a bellows agitating, almost drowning Su Heng.

It was too terrifying, as if a big mountain was pressing on his body all at once, suffocating, Su Heng's breathing stopped in an instant, and the gloomy aura in his back, every wisp made him suffer deeply. Suddenly, a small piece of stone-like object fell from the black shadow and landed on Su Heng, Su Heng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave again, and his heart was about to be broken into several pieces.

Soon, the black shadow strode away, the dirt on his body fell, and Su Heng's trembling heart finally eased a little.

The footsteps grew denser, and there seemed to be rumbling drums in the mist.

The coldness on Su Heng's body gradually disappeared, and it seemed to be hidden somewhere. He heard the drum of the general of the Beiji Liberation Battalion, and the drum rumbled like thunder, which was shocking.

A drum, a thunder!

Accompanied by the sound of drums, the footsteps became rapid, and then converged into stormy waves, straight into the sky!

"Boom ......" The war horse neighed, the war drums thundered, and a killing aura instantly soared, roaring wildly at the sky!

The mist was swept by an invisible momentum, as if a pair of giant hands were stirring the wind and clouds, and a huge whirlpool slowly formed in the center of the Ten Thousand Burial Grounds, and some figures faintly appeared from it.

The crescent moon in the sky seemed to be dyed with a layer of blood red, and there was no sound in the whole pasture, and all the mosquitoes, ants, and beasts hid, and there was a dead silence between heaven and earth.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sound of war drums instantly raised to a higher level, as if thunder was exploding in his ears, Su Heng's eardrums kept trembling, and a trace of blood flowed out of his ears.

"Bang!"

At the same time, as if there were thousands of people stepping on their feet in unison, Su Heng spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and the evil qi was like a mountain range moving horizontally, and in front of it, everyone was ants and had no resistance.

And Yang Qin, who was approaching rapidly, also vomited blood and retreated under this terrifying power.

"Bang!"

Thousands of people stepped in unison, and the earth could no longer withstand such a heavy pressure, and it cracked open, and a hideous crack was like a giant python passing through the ground.

Su Heng was bleeding from his seven orifices, and another mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fainted in an instant, followed the crack, and fell into the depths of the ground.

In a daze, he seemed to hear Su Wuchang's wild laughter, which only appeared when he harvested a large number of dead souls......

"Damn, why didn't I give him death with my own hands?" Yang Qin's black robe was disillusioned in the mist, and he kept walking through, trying to pass through the obstacles, but the cavalry that suddenly appeared in front of him not only made him unable to start, but was seriously injured in an instant!

"Boom!"

There was thunder in the sky, and in the burial ground, a neat group of cavalry was walking towards the north step by step, they were wrapped in black mist, their armor had already been corroded and pitted, and the skin and flesh on their faces fell like dirt, revealing the white bones in it.

The horses under the soldier's crotch are also bone-exposed, and there is an iron plate branded on his forehead, which is very similar to the iron plate that Chu Zhuang showed Su Heng, even if the skin and flesh are destroyed, it can't erase the mark on this iron plate.

"The secluded Beiji, the blood has not dried!

"The secluded Beiji, the blood has not dried!

......

The momentum of the cavalry gathered was like a pillar supporting the sky, reaching straight into the sky, and Yang Qin, who was blocking the front, didn't have time to react at all, and was directly blasted away.

"What's going on?" Yang Qin's pale face finally showed an incredible look for the first time, "It's obvious that I've been dead for so long, why is it that now I have not only become a Yin soldier, but my strength is so terrifying?"

God seemed to be angry, and thunderbolts fell down one after another, but when the cavalry raised their spears one after another, the sky and the earth were suddenly silent, and only the majestic momentum was like a wave, rolling out in all directions.

The Ten Thousand Burial Ground seemed to come to life all of a sudden, and arms continued to stretch out of the ground, and strange but powerful breaths poured out from the depths of the ground, and ten thousand ghosts roared.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

......

The drums began to echo again, and the skeletal cavalry seemed to remember something, and the spears in the hands of all the cavalry hung slightly, as if searching for prey.

"Wow!"

The leader of the cavalry roared to the sky, and the group, which numbered three thousand, suddenly dispersed and buried themselves again in the earth.

The corpses of the underground riot returned to calm again.

In the entire burial ground, only the cavalry leader remained, and he looked to the north, where there were military camps he was familiar with, as well as his familiar comrades.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The war drums thundered, and the cavalry leader stepped off his horse and came to Yang Qin, who fell to the ground, with flames dancing in his dark eyes.

"Dare to compete with my Beiji boy?"

After that, the spear turned into a bolt of thunder, directly piercing Yang Qin through the ground.

The leader of the cavalry did not look back, but strode away, looking for the place where his body was buried, and gradually sank, and under him, the eyes of a head that was about to open closed again.