In charge of the ghosts, all eyes are on you. Net ΩLC

Shangwu's dream came true at this time.

And with that came the overwhelming pressure.

Whether it is a sorcerer, a priest, a beast master, or an ordinary tribe or a totem warrior, there is no longer the intrigue of the past.

Facing the gaze of all the ghosts and witches, including Taixi, Shangwu's mood was so heavy.

The red ghost died, the green ghost left half of his body and fled, the ghost king totem, the adults of the various departments, but they have not been seen for a long time, has it fallen?

The powerful existence behind the rift was still constantly hitting the rift, and the pressure was enough to make people collapse, and the west of Queshan Mountain ushered in the attack of the Xing State army.

Staring at Taixi, Shangwu gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, go back to Daze~"

"On the south bank of the whirlpool, that meteorite~"

Tai Xi is reluctant to give up, he can be remembered by the ghost king for more than ten years, and he is snatched and killed by Qi and Hongluan, it must be a peerless treasure.

"The ghost king is gone, what's the use of that meteorite?"

Shangwu's face was extremely gloomy, and he said, "Since the Xing State army has come to support the Qing Clan, let them face this powerful ghost!"

Speaking of this, Shangwu's eyes were full of viciousness, "Right now, the strength of our clan has been greatly damaged, and Xing Guo will inevitably suffer heavy losses against this monster, which is a good thing for our clan!"

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of ghosts and witches left like a tide, leaving behind everything they could.

"The Oni Witch Department has fled~"

Red Ghost Xin Yi sighed slightly, his tone was a little complicated, "Drop tens of thousands of corpse puppets, hundreds of Yin warriors, and even the black dead air in the sky, also drop it~"

The ghost and witch department in the taro, in the mind of the red ghost Xinyi, seemed to be insurmountable in the Wu Mountain, but now he fled in a panic, like a group of lost dogs.

"It's just to avoid the edge for the time being, and the intentions are so sinister!"

Qingyang had already seen through the conspiracy of the ghosts and witches, turned around and walked west, he was going to meet the reinforcements under the Queshan Mountain.

However, after only a few steps, I saw Zhong Bo accompanied by a big man covered in armor and had already walked over.

"Uncle Bingxin, who was friends with the old master at the beginning, resisted Xing Hou Shizi's order this time and forcibly led his troops to help!" Zhong Bo's expression was full of embarrassment.

Qingyang couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, when he thought he was going to fight alone, this Qing family was old, but he took the risk to save him.

Just as he was about to say a few polite words, he was interrupted by Uncle Bingxin, who glanced at the crack east of Queshan that was still expanding, and said with an anxious face: "Quickly clean up, this will leave with me!"

This sentence is a little unkind, as if the elders are reprimanding the juniors, but the meaning of care is strong.

Qingyang's feet flashed, dodging Uncle Tai Bingxin's hand and dragging him: "Uncle Tai, now that tens of thousands of people are attached, how can I abandon them?"

Hundreds of martial cultivators, tens of thousands of people, with tears in their eyes, knelt down together and said, "Lord Lord~"

Uncle Bingxin's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

In the taro, the recklessness of the people of the Great Wilderness is difficult to train, and there is nothing in front of the Qing clan.

He didn't expect that in just a few days after Qingyang went deep into the Great Wilderness, he had completely conquered tens of thousands of wild people, making them willing to become the Qing clan leaders.

Pointing to tens of thousands of people, Qingyang said to Uncle Tai Bingxin: "Uncle Tai, although they are wild people, their hearts are towards Xingguo, if they are accepted as countrymen, there will be no more turmoil in Northern Xinjiang?"

What's more, in this crack, I don't know what the hell thing is, once it breaks out of the crack, more than 300 miles to the north is Beilin City, and thousands of miles to the south is Huoqiu City, which is even more harmful to the country!"

Uncle Bingxin's eyebrows furrowed, first glanced at the south bank of the whirlpool, the two powerful beasts and fierce birds that were constantly fighting, and then stared at the crack where the purple and black lightning flickered.

After pondering for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, I'll stay and fight this monster together!"

Scanning the huge formation on the top of Queshan Mountain, a radius of ten miles, Uncle Bingxin's eyes were shocked.

Although he was a hundred miles away, he saw Bai Hong running through the sun and saw all kinds of fierce battles, he was still surprised by such a huge formation at this time.

After a slight groan, he said solemnly: "I heard that Master Zuo said, you are bold and wise, known as resourceful, and I have a hundred Xuanjia riders under my command, although they are arranged where they are most needed!"

"Great goodness!"

Qingyang was pleasantly surprised and smiled, "I have a good idea~"

One hundred Xuanjia cavalry, even the lowest-grade soldiers, are also sixth-rank armor soldiers.

The chief is a fifth-grade warrior or above, and the team rate is a fourth-grade martial artist, plus the third-grade warrior of Taishu Bingxin, which greatly makes up for the lack of top-notch combat power.

Magpie Mountain is busy.

Uncle Bingxin stared at the formation under his feet and said in surprise: "Master Zuo has mentioned the God of War Law Phase, this formation is really more powerful?"

Qingyang was about to answer, but he heard a sudden sound like the sky cracking to the east of Queshan Mountain.

"Click~"

"Click~"

A pair of huge ghost claws, deep out of the rift, are tearing the rift open.

This pair of ghost claws, just the exposed fingers, are more than ten zhang in size, almost comparable to the body of a red ghost.

"Howl~"

With a loud roar, accompanied by the sound of the sky cracking, the canopy seemed to be completely torn apart.

A vast aura of chaos erupted from behind the rift.

Then a huge ghost claw stretched out from behind the crack, and then a huge head appeared, and a huge horn grew on the top of the head, which was more than ten zhang in size.

"Howl~"

The huge ghost thing, just the exposed head, is enough to be twenty zhang in size, even if Uncle Bingxin has been prepared, he can't help but tremble.

The ghost thing struggled, trying to get out, and said with a weird smile: "Haha, I'm Ning Di Ghost King, I really found here~"

Its purple-red eyes exude an infinite strange and poisonous aura, and the breath that spews between its snorts can even melt stones.

Looking around, I glanced at the other side of the whirlpool, the fierce fight between the Qi and the Red Luan, and the ghost finally cast its gaze on the Queshan Mountain, and his eyes were full of deceit.

It exclaimed, "Hehe, Xing, my intuition tells me that you are a great threat, and it is better to eat you in one bite, and it will greatly promote my cultivation!"

If you let me eat it obediently, I'll let everyone else go, and there's a treasure on the other side, and I'll rush over to grab it!"

The huge ghost thing, ten miles away, struggled to squeeze out, and threatened loudly.

"My lord, the genus of the Charm and the Spirit, there is never any faith, don't listen to what he says!" Zhong Bo said with a worried face.

Qingyang shuffled lightly and sneered, "How could I not know this?"

Then he looked at Uncle Bingxin and said, "Uncle Tai, are you ready?"

Uncle Bingxin, holding a gilt boring, said with a solemn face: "There is no problem!"

"God of War Law Phase~"

As Uncle Bingxin roared, a golden giant as high as fifty zhang was condensed, spreading the killing intent of the sky.

At the same time, it condensed into a huge gilt boring, with a dazzling edge, cutting through the sky and slashing straight at the ghost that had just drilled out half of its body.

"Boom~"

The hundred-foot-long golden gilt boring struck the weakest neck of the ghost, and there was a roar of heaven and earth cracking.

However, after the golden light flashed, there was no scar on the neck of the ghost. (To be continued.) )