After a day's trek in the desert, Xingfeng and his party came to the eastern steppe of Iro, along the huge ravine before, all the way to the north, and the team was surrounded by these scouts who explored the situation, although it had been so long, but Xingfeng was not sure if the strange group of undead that he had encountered before had left. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The eastern steppe of Iro-Roman has changed a lot, the pungent poisonous gas has long been dispersed, the lawn on the ground has withered a lot, and soon this will no longer be a grassland, but a wasteland in the eastern part of Iroman.

The ravines of the earth were criss-crossed, and the boulders on the raised earth slopes on the ground seriously blocked the view, so Xingfeng and the others had to temporarily stop and rest in a slightly wider place, while exploring the surrounding road conditions and dangers.

The wind climbed a boulder to get a glimpse of the surrounding terrain, but he had no memory of the previous route from Pompeii, and the autumn wind was howling, rolling up the withered yellow grass leaves on the ground and carrying them into space until dusk.

Back at the camp, he picked up the plate handed by the Templars, and while looking at the map to estimate the current location of himself and the others, there was no reference to the grassland, and now there are towering boulders everywhere, and the originally spacious grassland has become a stone forest like this, and if you are not careful, you may get lost in it.

Fiddling with the map in his hand for a while, he threw the map aside impatiently, not to mention anything else, but the previous maps probably didn't work any way, no matter how you look at it, it's the same.

The camp was encamped in a slightly larger part of the stone forest, surrounded by three paths, and the rest of the camp was a bottomless ravine except for the boulders.

Late at night, Xingfeng was sleeping soundly in his tent, when suddenly a creepy voice like a ghost cry sounded in his ears.

He woke up in shock, raised a fireball condensed with his right hand, illuminated the environment in the tent, looked left and right and found nothing suspicious, picked up the dark tight placed on the pillow, pulled open the tent and walked out vigilantly.

"Woo~" A strange sound sounded, and he turned around with his sword, but there was nothing else but the Templars who were already asleep. The strange sound did not stop, but continued to sound.

Xingfeng slowly walked along the source of the sound, it turned out to be the wind blowing up from the depths of the ravine, and Xingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, but wondered why none of the Templars paid attention, only he was awakened, could it be that he was making too much fuss? Xingfeng shook his head with a wry smile and walked towards his tent.

At this moment, Xingfeng clearly felt the breath behind him, rolled forward violently, and then quickly turned around, waking up the Templars for a relatively large reason.

"Holy Envoy, what's wrong!?" the Templar asked, seeing the appearance of the wind and arrows pulling out, drawing his sword.

But there was nothing in front of Ao Xingfeng, Ao Xingfeng felt strange, what the hell was going on, as if someone was deliberately playing tricks on him, "It's okay, it's okay, I heard it wrong, let's go to sleep." Ao Xingfeng said, and after the Templar spoke, almost the entire camp of Templars got up from their sleep, grabbed their weapons and rushed to Ao Xingfeng's side.

"Is it really alright?" asked Marin worriedly.

"Well, let's go and rest, we have to go tomorrow. After saying that, everyone returned to their tents, and Ao Xingfeng was no exception.

Ao Xingfeng sat in his tent, his right hand on the dark tight, after a long time that feeling did not come back, Ao Xingfeng really couldn't hold back the tiredness, and fell asleep.

"Whew~" A gust of wind blew into Ao Xingfeng's ears.

"WCNMD!" Ao Xingfeng woke up, his left hand ignited a flame, and he smashed it directly into his ear without looking.

I saw a black shadow flash out of the tent, some flames splashed on the black shadow, and the whole tent was directly ignited, Ao Xingfeng turned out of the tent one by one, and the Templars were awakened and rushed out one after another.

The black shadow hovered in the sky, desperately trying to shake off the flames on its body, but no matter how hard it tried, it was only in vain, the magic flames were not so fragile, and Ao Xingfeng finally saw what it was.

The Templars watched warily at the ghost above, yes, it was the ghost of all this.

"Ahh

The spirit substance on the ghost's body was the fuel of the flames, and after only a few seconds of burning, the ghost was completely reduced to ashes.

"Damn, how can there be ghosts in this place?" Ma Lin scolded as he ran to Ao Xingfeng's side to check if Ao Xingfeng was injured.

Completely sleepy, they released the purification technique to disperse the magical flames burning in the Ao Xingfeng tent, and then sat down around the fire in the center of the camp.

"Holy Envoy, are you alright?" asked Marin worriedly, after all, Ao Xingfeng's tent had burned down.

"It's okay, the ghost sneaked into my tent just now while I was sleeping, it woke me up just as it was about to attack me, the flames were just my casual counterattack, I didn't expect the ghost to be so vulnerable. Ao Xingfeng said unhappily.

"There is literature about ghosts, and if you encounter a ghost, there must be more ghosts around that ghost. Don't let your guard down, keep an eye on the movement around the camp, the ghosts can only move at night. Marin said.

The Templars raised their torches and stood guard near the camp, when a terrifying sound rang out from an unknown direction, and in large numbers!

"Everyone gather in the center, don't be left alone!" Ao Xingfeng shouted in the center of the camp, and the Templars gathered and waited for the ghost to appear.

Ao Xingfeng looked up, the ghost's voice getting closer and closer, but there was no trace of it, and just as Ao Xingfeng felt strange, a Templar suddenly shouted.

"Look! where the ghosts are coming from!" Hundreds of ghosts surged out of the depths of the ravine, one by one, hovering over people's heads.

Ao Xingfeng didn't wait for the ghosts to take the initiative, his hands folded together and condensed a blazing fireball, emitting waves of heat that washed away the fear in people's hearts, and summoned up the courage to look directly at the dark and oppressive ghosts in the sky.

"Humans, you have invaded our domain, do you still want to take the initiative to provoke?" Just before Ao Xingfeng was about to release, a ghost with black qi floating out of the group and asked in the air.

"Your realm, when did this place become your ghost realm?" Ao Xingfeng sneered.

"Ignorance, give it to me, kill all these humans!" the ghost lord stretched out his withered white fingers, and the ghosts surging behind him instantly pounced.

"Flame Brand!" The blazing fireball was thrown hard by Ao Xingfeng, exploding directly in the most dense place of the ghosts, and the flames flew everywhere, and the Templars on the ground raised their shields to prevent the flames from falling on their bodies.

The ghost's charge was slightly slowed down by a fireball, and Ao Xingfeng saw the opportunity to detonate all the ignited ghosts.

"Blaze burn!" The flames on all the ignited ghosts burst again, forming a larger range of splashes, if the flame imprint only slowed them down, then the blazing fire completely blocked the ghost's attack, and the flames that exploded all over the sky were like fireworks on Chinese New Year's Eve, ringing non-stop to illuminate the night as if it were day.