The red sun rises in the east, and the sun is sprinkled all over the day.

On the snowy plains, a faint sunlight is reflected.

In this extremely cold winter, it adds a bit of warmth.

Tens of thousands of Xing Guojia soldiers were like falling into a cold cellar, and their eyebrows were full of solemnity.

Qingyang was silent, looking around Daze, and there were at least more than 30,000 Yin warriors in sight.

Compared with the batch taken away by the Ghost Witch Department, this group of Yin Warriors is stronger, and most of them are comparable to the seven-rank martial arts cultivators.

The black metallic light flashed all over his body, and the dead air exhaled from his mouth and nose rolled into the sky, condensing into a black cloud in the sky.

The black clouds were like ink, even the cold wind in the sky could not blow it away, and countless phantoms and hideous ghost faces appeared on the surface from time to time.

The black clouds rolled and roared, exuding a thick aura of terror.

In fact, it is not stronger than the black clouds during the battle of Queshan, but it is a pity that Qingyang can't use the power of the divine soul, and he doesn't have time to make full preparations, so it is difficult to use the formation to disperse it.

It's just that he wondered in his heart, without the blessing of the Ghost King Totem, the dead qi exhaled by the Yin Warrior would at most condense into a black cloud, and there should never be so many phantoms and ghost faces.

Then I saw that in the army of Yin warriors, more than a dozen powerful Yin warriors guarded the ghost thing, shouting and assigning the surrounding Yin warriors, showing extremely high spiritual intelligence.

Qingyang immediately concluded that all the changes must be related to this ghost.

This ghost creature doesn't seem to be powerful, its body is only more than three zhang tall, and the aura emanating from its body is equivalent to a five-grade martial arts cultivation at most.

But since he can command tens of thousands of Yin Warriors, he is definitely not to be underestimated, especially this kind of intelligent ghost thing, which is even more difficult to deal with.

The ghost creature has dark skin, covered with a layer of fine scale armor, joints, shoulder armor, etc., spikes protrude one after another, and the hideous head can vaguely be seen as a person's face.

I only heard the red ghost Xin Yi behind him exclaim: "It's the old witch, the face of that ghost is the appearance of the old witch!"

Uncle Bingxin couldn't help but wonder: "Didn't the old witch be killed by the internal strife of the Ghost Witch Sect? How could he become a ghost? Mr. Red Ghost, didn't you know that there were so many Yin warriors in the Ghost Witch Clan?"

Red Ghost Xin Yi had hatred in his eyes, and slowly shook his head and said, "I have been in the Red Ghost Department for many years, and the Ghost Witch Department also goes there twice a year, and I have never heard of so many Yin Warriors.

I'm afraid that even Tai Xiyu and Wu Xiang don't know that there are so many Yin warriors in the Ghost and Witch Department, otherwise they can defeat Yun Shangqing with these alone, so why flee?"

The white-haired old woman said suspiciously: "Red Ghost Xinyi, you were the leader of the Red Ghost Sect, you led the way for the army this time, but the people you harmed were in a desperate situation, who knows if you have a connection with this ghost?"

"Ridiculous!"

Qingyang snorted coldly.

The hostility of Zhongxingshuo and his party towards the Qing family, the old woman was even ordered to harm everyone, where can they sit back and watch the old woman slander casually?

Immediately, Qingyang sneered: "The name of Mr. Red Ghost, I have also heard that more than 3,000 people of his clan died at the hands of the Ghost Witch Department, how could they defect to ghosts for no reason?"

With more than 30,000 Yin warriors and this ghost thing in command, the enemy should be working together against the enemy at the moment, how can you allow this old woman to insult the heart of the warrior at will?"

"How dare you insult me?"

The white-haired old woman was immediately furious, although she was a little afraid of leaving Shi Ming, but Zhong Xingshuo's encouraging eyes gave her great courage, at least she couldn't fall behind in momentum.

"Shut up~"

Uncle Bingxin was angry, he glared at the old woman fiercely, but turned to look at Zhongxingshuo, and said with a solemn expression,

"Bank of China worships, now the strong enemy is in front of you, if everyone can't join forces against the enemy, I'm afraid that these tens of thousands of elites will die in Daze, how can you and I explain to the king?"

"Haha, this is just a ghost cultivator who has just entered the ghost path!"

Facing Uncle Bingxin's questioning, Zhong Xingshuo suddenly chuckled, his tone full of contempt,

"This kind of ghost cultivation, although I have seen it in my master, it seems to be weird and incomparably strong, but Er'er, this ghost thing is comparable to the five-grade art cultivation, and it actually scares you into this appearance. ”

Speaking of this, he lifted the Xuantie heavy sword and said confidently, "The Yin Warrior has low intelligence, as long as I get rid of this ghost thing, tens of thousands of strong enemies can be wiped out with a wave of my hand, what is there to fear?"

"Mr. BOC, be cautious in everything~"

Uncle Bingxin opened his mouth to dissuade him again, but was unceremoniously interrupted by Zhongxingshuo, "In the past two months, it's not that I haven't fought with the Yin Warriors, but it's just a chicken and a dog."

Besides, if you capture the thief and capture the king first, Uncle Tai will lead and see my means, and you will inevitably capture that ghost, and Xu Ren and Yan will go with me!"

"I am willing to capture the thief chief with Mr. Big!"

The white-haired old woman and the middle-aged ugly man were nine people, with an incomparably confident smile, and looked at Qingyang and the others with contempt, and followed Zhongxingshuo to kill the ghost thing in the form of the old witch, and there was a great power of annihilation.

Looking at the back of Zhongxing Shuo, Uncle Bingxin turned around suddenly, and said with a solemn expression: "No matter what the performance of the Bank of China is, you must be careful."

Xuanjia rode forward to defend, and the warlocks immediately laid out the god of war, Liang Qiu according to Zhong, you lead the right division to prepare the army, and protect the back of the army~"

Is there a god of war in the army?

Qingyang was overjoyed in his heart, if the Xuanjia Cavalry carried a large number of formations, with the strength of the Xing State army in front of him, even if he couldn't kill all the Yin warriors, it would be enough to protect himself.

When he saw that there were only a dozen or so military cultivators, and set up three God of War Law Formations, Qingyang was immediately disappointed, what role could only three formations play?

Uncle Bingxin also felt sorry: "It's a pity that in the past two months, nearly half of the God of War Law has been damaged, otherwise if you can bring hundreds of them, it will be enough to make these ghosts suffer a big loss!"

Just as he was talking, Zhong Xingshuo and his party of ten people had already rushed out of the way.

With the strength of his three-grade peak, even if he can't kill this ghost thing, he can more or less spy on the strength of the ghost thing, and Qingyang has to make the final decision according to the next progress.

"桀桀桀~"

The ghost's face was full of strange smiles, and it let out a sharp scream, and tens of thousands of Yin warriors around him howled, especially the sixteen Yin warriors around him roared the loudest.

"Whew~"

With a roar from the ghost, the ten Yin Warriors beside it moved, their eyes flashing with scarlet bloodthirsty light, and their bodies were full of life.

The sharp weapon made of the bones of high-level alien beasts still retained its original sharpness and strength, piercing the purple-black ice armor on its body, making a piercing creaking sound.

Seeing these dozen Yin warriors, Qing Yang couldn't help but be slightly dignified, representing the top strength of the Yin warriors, their height was close to Zhong Bo's size, and they didn't know what the difference was between them and ordinary Yin warriors.

"Roar~"

The two most majestic Yin warriors roared, spewing out a thick black smoke from their mouths, directly facing Zhong Xingshuo.

"Wow, good brute~"

Zhong Xingshuo roared like thunder, and his skin like a golden stone burst out with a ball of light, firmly guarding his whole body and blocking the black smoke around.

This light mask composed of Zhongxingshuo's protective body qi quickly diminished and dimmed under the erosion of black smoke, and as Zhongxingshuo's body turned around, a jade jue that was thrown outside was eroded and turned into powder in the blink of an eye.

"Hiss~"

Seeing this scene, the nine people who followed closely behind Zhong Xingshuo were all suddenly afraid, they didn't expect that these Yin warriors were already so vicious just by spitting out the dead qi. (To be continued.) )