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Under the daylight, ghosts and stinging beings.

Countless Yin warriors roared and screamed, filled with endless hatred.

Qingyang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, the Yin Warrior Leader's defense was so strong, far beyond his previous expectations.

"Roar~"

A huge Yin warrior tore over the black dirt covering his body, his swarthy head sticking out and roaring incessantly.

At the same time, the other eleven Yin Warrior leaders also struggled to crawl out, although they looked a little embarrassed, but they were not killed after all.

Looking carefully at the past, Qing Yang found that the attack just now still played an effective role, there were two Yin Warrior Leaders, each losing a hand and foot, and the other Yin Warrior Leaders also looked much weaker.

However, the other Xing Guo armor soldiers looked a little frustrated, they only noticed the powerful God of War Law Phase, and failed to kill the Yin Warriors.

Qingyang immediately encouraged loudly: "Uncle Tai's commander is extraordinary, and with one blow with all his spirit, it is enough to kill half of the Yin Warrior leaders, if you can have three times, it will be enough to kill them all!"

For this mysterious powerhouse, Uncle Bingxin maintained respect, just shook his head and smiled miserably: "Mr. Shanyang, it's not that I don't want to fight with all my might.

But the power of this formation has certainly increased by two times, and the spirit and spirit consumed have also increased by two times, and the hard blow just now has consumed thirty percent of my strength, and if I come twice, I will not be able to fight with the Yin Warrior in close combat!"

Uncle Bingxin's embarrassment, in the final analysis, is that there is no elixir and spar to make up for the loss of vitality, after all, he is still the commander of this army, and he must assume the responsibility of commanding the battle.

Qingyang smiled indifferently, reached out and took out a handful of spirit fruits from his body, and handed them to him: "These spirit fruits, just take them and use them!"

"Qingling Fruit?"

Uncle Bingxin's eyes were round, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

He came from a humble background and didn't have much background, after all, as a monarch's guard, he had seen many rare spiritual objects and knew these spiritual fruits in his hands.

The more he learned about this, the more surprised he became.

Even if it is the monarch Xing Hou, the elixir and spiritual objects obtained every year are still limited, and even the wild people who are not governed by the Sacrifice Willow Department are also treated by Xing Hou.

Even so, most of the spiritual fruits obtained are ninth and eighth grades, and the seventh grade is already considered a precious spiritual object, as a precious raw material for refining the elixir and spiritual ointment.

A person who can take out so many spiritual fruits casually, or a seven-grade spiritual fruit, and give them away without care, can never be a strong person who worships the country, but is it a hermit outside the world?

Zhong Xingshuo also saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly, his expression changed, and he kept guessing Qingyang's identity, but he couldn't conclude it.

The white-haired old woman not far away exclaimed again and again: "Qingling Fruit, the top grade that makes up for the loss of spirit and spirit, even among the seven-grade spirit fruit, is a rare thing."

As long as there is such a one, it is enough for the third-grade powerhouse to recover all his strength in an instant, and it is also an excellent main medicine for refining the Qingling Pill!"

"Thank you, Mr. Sanyo!"

Uncle Bingxin gratefully took the ten spirit fruits, and said with sincerity in his eyes, "To kill these Yin warriors, I would like to invite Mr. to Xingtai City together."

Sir helps us fight against these evil ghosts, and does not hesitate to take out these spiritual objects, my family will have treasures and heavy weapons in return!"

"That's not necessary, these ten spirit fruits are enough to make up for the two internal breaths, and it's important to kill this ghost!"

Qingyang's generosity didn't care about Xing Hou's free and easy reward, and it made Zhong Xingshuo think that this mysterious person was definitely not a strong man in the Northern Wilderness.

In fact, Qingyang only hoped that the two of them would try to kill the Yin Warrior and provoke the ghost to take the initiative to attack, so that he could have the possibility of killing the ghost and better complete the task of the Taichu Dao Sutra.

Everyone didn't understand this, but they saw that he was generous and generous, and the retinue was powerful, and they became more and more respectful and awe-inspiring to this mysterious Mr. Shanyang.

Uncle Bingxin held the Qingling Fruit in both hands, turned around and divided five pieces and handed them to Zhongxing Shuo, and said solemnly: "I hope that Mr. Zhongxing, you will kill the enemy with me!"

The face of the Bank of China sank like water, but there was a fierce battle in his heart.

After fighting with the Yin Warriors, he found that these Yin Warriors were extremely powerful, and with the command of that strange ghost, he had the intention of escaping.

It's just that he is a worshipper of Xing Guo, and he has the aura of a disciple of the old man of Chiba, and his identity gives him great restrictions.

In front of the two Xuanjia cavalry and tens of thousands of Xingguo troops, he was unwilling to flee easily until he had to, so as not to ruin his reputation for many years, and the old man of Chiba would not spare him.

However, the God of War Minister, who had high hopes, was still unable to kill any of the Yin Warrior leaders in one blow, although the lethality he displayed, which made him even more worried that he would not be able to defeat the Yin Warriors.

However, since this mysterious man was willing to take out the seven-grade spirit fruit, he did not hesitate to wait and see for a while.

In case he can really repel the army of Yin warriors, he can also show high prestige in front of the army of Xing Guo, and he can obtain unimaginable military merits while preserving his life.

Thinking of this, Zhongxingshuo pretended to laugh heartily and said: "If Uncle Lao speaks, I naturally want to share weal and woe with the soldiers!"

In today's Daze, I am willing to live and die with all the soldiers, and we must not let these evil ghosts in front of me harm the territory of Xingguo!"

Zhongxing Shuo was already strong and tall, and his appearance was extremely decent, and this heroic voice spread all around, making the soldiers of Xingguo, who already respected him, respect this No. 1 worship of Xingguo even more.

"Roar~"

The army of Yin warriors was getting closer and closer, and it was only a hundred zhang away from the big array.

"Wind and Thunder Slash~"

"Gilded boring~"

The two loud shouts shook like thunder, Zhong Xingshuo and Taishu Bingxin, with the integration of essence, qi, and spirit, were engrossed in the killing intent, and the sharp edge pointed directly at the leader of the Yin Warriors.

It's a pity that the fighter plane is fleeting.

The Yin Warriors have already produced spiritual intelligence, and the intelligence of the Yin Warrior Leader is not inferior to that of humans.

After suffering a loss in the first attack, they found that the extremely powerful edge was attacking again, and more than a dozen Yin warriors either dodged and dodged, or several gathered together to resist together.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

The thunderous impact sound caused the surrounding thousands of Yin Warriors to be pierced by the edge, and they were instantly slashed into countless pieces.

However, after the dazzling light disappeared, the twelve Yin Warrior leaders were still intact, which only stimulated their ferocity even more, and they roared incessantly.

"Roar~"

The army of tens of thousands of Yin warriors also roared again and again, and continued to charge with full confidence.

Even the Yin Warrior who had been badly injured, unless he was cut to pieces, only half of his body remained, and he still roared and crawled forward, his eyes blood-red like evil spirits.

What's even more shocking is that even the broken arms, legs and feet are squirming unconsciously, as if they can return to their owners in the next moment.

Such a terrifying scene, not to mention the Xing Guojia soldiers who had never seen it, even Uncle Bingxin, a third-grade martial arts cultivator, couldn't help but feel creepy in his heart.

"The ice armor on the leader of the Yin Warriors has very complex totem runes, maybe this layer of rune armor protects them!"

After two failed attacks, Zhong Xingshuo could no longer care about the majesty of the great offering, and told what he had discovered when he was in close combat with the leader of the Yin Warriors. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.