A milky white light shield slowly stretched out on the Magpie Mountain, firmly guarding the Qing camp.

The black smoke screen that was tumbling and raging was blocked by the light mask, and it could not hurt those ordinary people.

There was a slender figure behind the light mask, faintly visible manipulating the formation, this was naturally Ye Mengqiu.

A smile hung on Qingyang's face, giving birth to an inexplicable feeling of female protagonist and male protagonist.

The Queshan camp was only five or six miles away from the battlefield, less than a thousand zhang away, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

At this time, the black smoke screen of ten thousand ghosts churned quickly approached under the control of thirty wizards, almost covering half of the sky, and the next moment it was about to involve Qingyang in it.

The three hundred totem warrior corpse puppets, or Yin warriors, were less than three hundred zhang away from Qingyang, and the thick smell of corpses alone made people vomit for a while.

Facing the approaching black clouds, Qingyang was not flustered at all.

Holding the Dharma Seal in his hand, he shouted: "The sun is wet, the glory is great, the green and the dark are mighty, and the green twilight is formed!"

The hundreds of rune beast bones that formed the small evil extermination array quickly changed and shone after after after the projection of the magic seals, and even the noon autumn day could not hide this strong light.

At the same time, a formation on Queshan Mountain was shining at the same time, echoing from afar.

The two formations projected hundreds of pillars of light together, gathering into a pillar of light in the sky, shooting straight into the sky, pulling the sunlight in the sky and blending with the rune pillar of light.

The pillar of light of the formation and the sunlight complemented each other, and a cyan sun gradually condensed in mid-air, releasing a blue-green light, which was the green twilight.

Double Sun Volley, this rare vision is extremely amazing, not to mention that Qingyang created this vision.

Everyone on the battlefield couldn't help but stop fighting and looked up at the sky.

Tai Quan's eyes widened in disbelief, and he said loudly: "No, there is still hope, the power of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Great Array is endless, and the ghosts and witches will win!"

The black smoke screen continued to roll, like a stormy wave in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it came to the sky above the battlefield, tens of thousands of ghosts and ghosts looked hideous, opened their mouths and bit Qingyang fiercely.

Qingyang comforted the white crane under him, but a faint smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, the cyan sun shone a thousand times in an instant, and the unprepared ghost and witch tribes and many wild people were suddenly stabbed and couldn't open their eyes, but the people of the Qing clan avoided the strong light in advance.

The black smoke screen composed of countless ghost faces, illuminated by the cyan light, was like ice and snow meeting hot soup, and it completely melted away in the blink of an eye.

The area covered by the Qingwei Great Array was two thousand zhang, and the black smoke screen that attacked Queshan was also melted away in an instant.

"How is that possible?"

The sorcerers and priests looked shocked, their faces full of disbelief, and they roared loudly, "This is the Ten Thousand Ghost Great Array blessed by the Ghost King!"

With this strange black smoke screen, they dominated the northern Xinjiang for decades, and even a few days ago, they swept through all the northern parts of the northern Xinjiang, treating tens of thousands of wild people as pigs and dogs.

But in the blink of an eye, he was covered with blood in front of Qing's face, and the other party was like killing an inconspicuous fly or mosquito.

The black smoke screen completely disappeared, revealing the army of corpse puppets hidden in it, there were six or seven thousand corpses, most of which had just been transformed by dead wildlings.

Under the cyan sunlight, the corpse puppet's body and facial features and seven orifices emitted a trace of black dead air, which turned into nothingness and finally fell to the ground one after another.

However, the Qinghui Evil Array, after all, was set up in a hurry.

Even if the cyan sun is so powerful, some of the ghost and witch tribes have been refining corpse puppets for a long time, but they still can't be completely eliminated, and hundreds of corpse puppets are still staggering towards the battlefield.

In particular, the three hundred Yin warriors in their bodies flashed with a trace of black qi from their rhino armor, and rushed into the battlefield against the cyan sunlight.

The totem warrior puppet, which had been dead for many years, had a trace of red light in his eyes at this time, and his mouth was constantly roaring, spitting out puffs of foul-smelling black smoke.

"If consciousness has already been generated, could it be that after a long time, there will be spiritual wisdom again?"

Unexpectedly, these Yin warriors had such a tenacious ability to resist the formation, Qingyang frowned, continued to hold the magic seal in his hand, and shouted in his mouth: "Qingying Great Seal, Zhenzhen Town~"

One by one, the magic seals, **** into the cyan sun.

The dazzling cyan sunlight turned into a blue magic seal in the sky, falling like snowflakes, attaching to each corpse puppet, and even the ghosts and witches like Taiquan were also covered with magic seals.

The hundreds of old corpse puppets that were still alive were attached to the dense law seal, and they turned into a pile of black ash in an instant, and there was no possibility of becoming corpse puppets.

More than 300 Yin warriors were covered by countless magic seals all over their bodies, like more than 300 green sculptures, and they no longer had the slightest ability to move.

With such a terrifying and dense magic seal, even the most powerful Yin Warriors could not continue to resist stubbornly, just like the ice cubes met the sun, and the three hundred Yin Warriors gradually dissolved and disappeared, leaving only a pile of faint gray powder.

Tai Quan's face was full of disbelief, and he muttered: "The Ghost and Witch Department is going to be finished, and the Ghost and Witch Department is going to be finished~"

Taking advantage of his distraction, Zhong Bo used the back of the Shattered Star Knife to suddenly slap him down and capture him alive, which is the strongest person in the Qing Clan's current ghost and witch department.

Holding down Taiquan to death, although Zhong Bo was surprised that he didn't struggle, he turned to yell: "There is revenge, there is revenge! kill me~"

The Battle of Ten Thousand Ghosts was broken in a blink of an eye, and the three hundred Yin Warriors were annihilated in an instant, and now even the commander Taiquan was captured alive, and the ghosts and witches completely collapsed and fled.

Hundreds of wild people and martial arts cooperated with various totems to chase and kill the fleeing ghost and witch cavalry, and Eagle Fusheng and Lie Muyang also rode fierce birds with the scout camp to pursue the fleeing wizards, priests and beast masters.

After the hearty victory, Qingyang didn't have much joy on his face, and he knew very well in his heart that this victory was nothing.

It was only for the smooth integration of tens of thousands of wild people that the Qing clan's strength had to be shown in front of them, and the next more difficult battle was far from coming.

Back on Queshan, the 5,000 troops observed the battle, and their morale became higher and higher.

Ye Mengqiu smiled and stared at Qingyang to return, but Liu Wu pouted, full of displeasure, and pulled a long tail feather of the blue bird to breathe.

She wanted to join the battle with her, but she was unexpectedly rejected by Qingyang and Lie Muyang, and watched Qingyang show her might on Queshan Mountain, and her heart was like a cat's claw tickling.

Qingyang and Ye Mengqiu looked at each other and smiled, this problem was naturally left to the cold-faced youth.

An hour later, the battalions that pursued the ghosts and witches returned to Queshan one after another, and there were no casualties.

Zhong Bo grinned, smiled from ear to ear, and said in a loud voice: "My lord, I just fought and captured the high-level totem warrior Taiquan alive.

Captured 20 totem warriors, 100 ordinary ghost and witch tribes, and killed 860 ghost and witch cavalry, which is the total number of beheadings.

In addition, there are fifty wild horses with huge hooves, thirty-five horses of the ninth grade, fourteen horses of the eighth grade, and one horse king of the seventh grade, but most of them are slightly injured and need some recuperation!"

Ma Boda, Niu Ben, Lu Zhonglin, He Qianxue, Ying Fusheng, etc., more than 20 wild clan elders and many clan elders were very satisfied at this moment. (To be continued.) )