"The ghost soldiers have retreated!"

"We won a small game!"

The one hundred and fifty Martial Venerables who rushed into the Ghost Mist Canyon cheered excitedly after discovering that the surrounding Ghost Venerables and the five thousand-headed ghost soldiers were retreating like a tide. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Bing, Qin Yu'er, as well as Li Hao, Pan Yun and other martial artists are all confident.

Because a blue-robed man made a move, showing a strong ice power. It had been determined that at least one Wuhou was following their team into the canyon together.

According to the most reasonable tactical arrangement, the Wuhou should not divide their troops. There is one Martial Marquis there, which also means that the other four Martial Marquis may also be in the middle of the eight blue-robed people in this team.

The five martial marquis escorted them into the Ghost Mist Canyon, so their team was absolutely safe.

The three ghost marquis were afraid that they would never dare to attack their team.

"No, if the five martial marquis are all here, what about the 30,000 Terran army outside the valley!"

"The Ghost Marquis don't dare to attack us, though. ”

"But what if those three-headed ghost marquis go to attack the 30,000 army outside the valley? There are more than a hundred martial artists outside the valley. Without Wuhou in charge, even an army of 30,000 would not be able to withstand the attack of the three-headed ghost marquis. ”

They soon woke up, thought of something else, and couldn't help but fall silent, and their hearts felt sad.

"Since we've all guessed it, the ghost marquis must know this too!"

"Is this sacrificing the army outside the valley, paying the price of 30,000 dead troops?"

The Terran Martial Venerable team that rushed into the canyon was filled with a sad and depressed atmosphere, and all the members fell silent, just hurrying away.

Similarly, all eight blue-robed men remained silent.

Except for the blue-robed man who led the team and made a move, all the other blue-robed people barely made any sound or superfluous movements.

In fact, it is not only the Terran Wuzun and the Ghost Clan that are being concealed. Including the five Wuhou lords. All the more than ten blue-robed people were also in a fog in their hearts.

They themselves don't know who Wuhou is and who is Wuzun. They didn't even know who the blue-robed man was who had already done it once.

The entire calculation strategy was completed by Ye Fan alone.

At that time, inside the large army tent erected at the mouth of Shazhai, there were many small tents that were isolated separately.

Ye Fan had a private conversation with each Wuhou and Wuzun individually, explaining what they needed to do. Explain them when necessary. What means are used to confuse and confuse the public?

And also used the small isolation tent in the big army tent to confuse all seventeen blue-robed people.

The people who were concealed were not just the 30,000-strong army, the Terran Martial Zun and the ghost clan in the canyon, even the five Martial Marquis could not be sure, who was in this team and who was not in this team.

The only one who knew where the five martial marquis were, was only Ye Fan.

The whole strategy was so meticulous and complex that even Cao Hao, Pan Dahai, Han Baiqing and other martial marquis were shocked. No one could reveal the true location of the five of them in advance, not even the five Martial Marquis.

The large-scale "freezing" method used by the blue-robed man just now made the rest of the blue-robed people puzzled. It was not even possible to confirm which Wuhou made the move.

More than one hundred and fifty martial artists and seven blue-robed people, under the leadership of a blue-robed ghost-faced man, rushed to the entrance of the underground palace in the canyon at full speed under the guidance of a blue-robed ghost-faced person.

There are many martial artists who are very strange in their hearts, how can this blue-robed man be so familiar with this canyon, just like he has been here before, he doesn't even need to search, and goes straight to the target.

But they thought about it. The county lord of Han Baiqing once came to conquer the ghost clan of this canyon dungeon, and he knew that the terrain here was also normal.

It didn't take long. The Terran team arrived near the entrance to the dungeon. They raced through the entrance to the dungeon and through the first labyrinth. The rocky walls of this labyrinth had long since been destroyed by the Ghost Hou, and it only took a short time to pass through.

They ran straight to the dungeon on the second floor.

Just after this Terran team entered the dungeon, the entrance to the dungeon was surrounded by thousands of ghost venerables and ghost soldiers.

The figure of the three ghost marquis quietly appeared at the entrance of the underground palace.

"Hmph, they've become turtles in an urn! There can be no escape. Let's go in now and wipe out this Terran team!"

A white-clothed ghost marquis said sharply.

The other ghost marquis also nodded in agreement, and he was going to take the ghost venerables into the underground palace.

"No!"

The Golden Crowned Ghost Marquis suddenly waved his hand to stop it, and Yin Xuan sneered: "Ben Hou finally figured out one thing just now, this Terran team that entered the canyon is very bold. I guess they're pretty strong. They're so strong, and the intention is to get us to attack them with all our might!

I estimate that there are at least three or four very powerful Wuhou realm masters among them in the ranks! One or two weaker Wuhou are left behind, commanding an army of 30,000 outside the valley, and while playing tricks, they are ready to support the valley at any time.

If we attack this powerful team of martial arts masters at this time, I am afraid that we will not be able to take them for a while. And one or two slightly weaker Wuhou outside the valley came in again, and their winning chance was seven or eight percent!

But Ben Hou just didn't attack them, first swallowed the 30,000 troops outside the valley, and killed the weakest one or two Wuhou.

Let their powerful Wuhou team wander around the underground palace, and wait for Benhou to destroy the weak Wuhou outside their valley, and then come back to clean them up. Let's go!"

The Golden Crowned Wuhou suddenly changed his mind.

"Kill the Wuhou outside the valley first?.It's okay!"

The two ghost marquis were stunned for a moment, and quickly nodded in agreement.

The county lord of Han Baiqing once led three weak martial marquis to attack, but he suffered a big loss and fought a big defeat, so he would definitely learn a lesson and let the stronger martial marquis deal with him.

Therefore, it makes sense for the Golden Crown Ghost Marquis to guess that there are at least three powerful martial marquis in this team.

Anyway, it doesn't make much difference to fight the Terrans outside the valley first, and then come back to destroy the Terrans in the valley.

"Roar!"

"Kill outside the valley and wipe out the 30,000 army of Wuhou and the human race outside the valley in one fell swoop! We will save it if we attack it, and this team in the valley will definitely be in turmoil and come out to save the army outside the valley. When they panicked and went to save the Terrans outside the valley. Let's kill one more horse gun and destroy this Terran team in the valley!"

"Haha! After this battle, the strength of my Xiayang Desert Ghost Clan will definitely increase several times, and occupying this desert is just around the corner. ”

The three ghost marquis made a decision, and immediately summoned the remaining hundreds of ghost venerables and seven or eight thousand ghost clan troops in the canyon to shoot towards the sand village at the mouth of the canyon.

The speed of the three-headed ghost marquis is extremely fast. It was only a short time to kill Shazhai.

Underground Palace.

The huge palace on the second floor of the basement, where there is no ghost fog shrouded in this underground, makes the view clear. But there is an all-pervasive glow that shines almost everywhere.

Even if it's underground, even if it's blocked by a rock wall, it's still pervasive.

After the martial venerables entered the underground palace, they looked at this huge underground palace in amazement.

If there is anyone in the crowd who is not curious, I am afraid that there are only Mu Bing and Qin Yu'er. They weren't surprised by it, just a pounding heartbeat.

Because they know it. This place is very close to the hidden purple gold black iron coffin on the third basement floor. There were still a large number of treasures left in the purple gold black iron coffin, which were not taken away.

These treasures are rich and unrivaled.

The two of them, Cao Youwen and Ye Fan were discussing at the beginning, wanting to take advantage of this opportunity to conquer the Desert Ghost Clan to come back and get some more treasures, so they joined the 30,000 Terran Expedition Army.

Otherwise, there would be no need for them to risk their lives and come back here to deal with the ghosts.

"Look, it's a ghost altar!"

Pan Yun couldn't help but point to the center of the underground palace and exclaimed loudly.

Suddenly. Almost everyone followed the direction he pointed and saw a towering ghost altar in the dungeon.

This ghost altar was built by the ghost disciples and the prisoners trapped here for decades. It's very tall and conspicuous.

Moreover, the ghost light of the "Ghost Realm" radiated from this altar, covering the entire underground palace. This ghostly light has a very strong penetrating ability, even Wuzun and Wuhou can't resist it.

Fortunately, this ghost light does not kill immediately, but it makes people feel debilitating gradually, as long as they do not stay for too long. The greatest function of this ghost world is to resurrect all the dead things of the human race and the beast race into the ghost race.

All eight blue-robed people and one hundred and fifty martial venerables all looked excited.

They traveled to conquer the Desert Ghost Clan. The first task is to destroy the "ghost world" of the dungeon, and the second task is to exterminate all the ghost clans in the valley.

As long as this ghost realm is destroyed, most of their task of conquering the desert ghost clan this time will be completed. The ghost clan in this canyon can no longer rely on the "ghost world" to continue to grow rapidly.

"A 'ghost realm' holy light descended from this ghost sanctuary landed on this ghost altar. But how can we destroy it? Just destroy the ghost altar. Will the ghost world be destroyed?"

Pan Yun said.

"How can it be so easy! The Oni Altar is just a stone altar, and even a warrior can destroy it with a shovel. But the 'ghost world' has the holy power of the ghost saint, and it can't be destroyed at all without using the holy power. Even if Lord Wuhou makes a move, he can't destroy this ghost world. ”

Li Hao sneered.

"General Pan had said before that the monarch had his own arrangements and could destroy this ghost world. I wonder what the monarch has arranged?"

Hundreds of martial artists were discussing, and their eyes looked at the eight blue-robed people expectantly. They can't destroy this ghost world, and they can only look at a few blue-robed people.

Finally, one of the eight blue-robed people took out a worn-out blood-colored ancient battle flag from the storage bag in his arms, and painted a blue and blue sea map on it.

As soon as this flag came out, a murderous aura like substance suddenly soared into the sky.

"The name of this thing is 'Canglan Princes' Banner! It is a battle flag that Zixuan Taizu led eight hundred princes and kings to conquer Dongzhou to create the foundation of the dynasty, and personally gave me the first king of Canglan Kingdom.

This flag gathers a wisp of the luck of the Purple Xuan Dynasty and the national fortune of my Canglan Country, and there is also the bloody killing aura that countless soldiers have been immersed in it for thousands of years, and it is a fifth-order emperor-level mystic weapon. Although this thing is inferior to the holy weapon, it is enough to break the power of this ghost saint's 'ghost world'. ”

After the blue-robed man finished speaking, he suddenly waved the blood-colored ancient battle flag, and the tip of the battle flag pointed directly at the altar of the ghost clan.

"Break!"

Suddenly, a blue princes' flag in the blue-robed man's hand burst out with a huge blood-colored spear shadow that was hundreds of feet long, stabbing towards the ghost altar in the distance.

(To be continued.) )