Half an hour later, Lin Cheng followed Feng Wei closely to a ghostly gray-white stone tower with only half of it left, and he could vaguely tell that this tower was a small demon spirit tower that had been abandoned for many years.

He saw that Feng Wei landed steadily on the stone tower, and seemed to have some fearlessness, worried about fraud, so he did not rush up, but stopped under the tower.

"Forbidden ghosts!"

Feng Xiao's face was cold, he looked at Lin Cheng from afar, bit his fingertips, and pinched out a strange trick!

"Woo woo woo ......"

The sound of ghosts crying sounded, and a ghostly mist suddenly rose on the ground around the stone tower, accompanied by a heavy smell of corpses.

After a violent tremor, several cracks nearly two feet wide suddenly opened on the dilapidated and cracked ground, and from them jumped out of them one by one strange figures, nearly five hundred, and in just a few breaths, Lin Cheng was surrounded by water.

Lin Cheng opened his silver eyes, and through the ghost mist, he saw that these people were not living people, but dead corpses, their clothes were rotten, they could barely hide their bodies, their faces were pale and bloodless, and there was a blood-colored rune with the word "ghost" painted on the center of their eyebrows, and they were also locked with long iron chains on their bodies, and their eyes were dull, screaming like wild beasts.

"Refining corpses?"

He could see at a glance that these movable corpses were not ghouls who deceived corpses, but refined corpses that had been refined by ghost cultivators using ghost path secret techniques.

"Feng has been cultivating the ghost path for three hundred years, and it is the first time I have seen such a bold and reckless person as you, who actually dares to hunt down and kill the ghost master in the high-level ghost domain. ”

Feng Wei stood alone on the half-section tower dozens of zhang high, holding the magic trick in his hand, and said to Lin Cheng Yaoyao: "However, it's okay like this, since you don't know whether you are alive or dead, you chased after me." It also saves Feng from finding another way to intercept you, which will let you taste the power of my 'ghost soldier array'!"

Hearing this, Lin Cheng sneered, and said without fear: "Okay, I was just trying to comprehend the supernatural powers of your ghost cultivators, I hope you don't let me down." ”

"Speak wildly!"

Feng Wei's face jumped, and he didn't hesitate at all, his hands moved together, and he made a very complicated seal: "Ghost Soldier Seal!"

The next moment, five hundred refining corpses shook in unison. All of them looked at Lin Cheng with empty eyes, and quickly rotated around him, circle by circle, layer by layer, and sure enough, a trapped array was formed.

In a terrifying roar. More than a dozen refining corpses on the inside pounced on him with teeth and claws, and their momentum was a hundred times more fierce than that of the wolves.

If it had been before. Once Lin Cheng was besieged. The first thing that comes to mind must be running away. But the current timing and environment have provided him with a rare battlefield, which makes him full of fighting spirit, where would he think of the word "escape".

He stood firmly in the heart, and actually put away the Zhentian Law Aspect and the Demon Tail, and relied on the power of his body's fists and feet to fight against these refining corpses.

He walked with a tiger's foot, and did not rely on speed to dodge. Instead, he adopted a hard-hitting tactic, the whole body was silver, and the tiger's strength penetrated through, showing the profound boxing method in "Snake Tail Tiger Fist".

"Bang!bang!bang......"

Refining corpses swarmed in. But before he could rush within three feet of Lin Cheng, he was hit by a heavy punch, flew directly out of a few zhang away, and fell heavily to the ground.

Their bodies all exude a faint aura of demon spirits, and they should all be demon tails who have cultivated above the demon spirit realm before they were alive, and their bodies are obviously mixed with hardened materials such as gold and iron, which are very hard, and they are like hitting a steel plate, and there is a loud sound.

......

In this way, in the fierce and powerful "shouting", Lin Cheng used his fist and foot kung fu that he had practiced hard for many years to the extreme, and he fought heartily, his breath ran through Changhong, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling.

Since he practiced "Snake Tail Tiger Fist", it was the first time that he used it so purely in actual combat, and it felt relatively stiff at first, but after fighting for a long time, he became more skilled and mellow, and his power increased.

However, soon, Lin Chengcheng discovered the true power of this so-called "Ghost Soldier Array", and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

The weight of his fist was enough to shake the Dangang shield of the ordinary Demon Pill Realm Demon Tail Priest, although he could knock the refining corpses away, but he couldn't cause too much damage to them, let alone kill them directly.

After the corpse falls to the ground, it will get up as if nothing has happened within a few breaths, continue to surround it, and participate in round after round of mechanical attacks.

In this way, the corpse refining will never end the wheel war, although he is full of energy and fighting spirit, but there will always be a time when his strength is exhausted.

Lin Chengshen glanced at the top of the stone tower, Feng Wei was still independent, and he didn't know when he took out a large pennant, the flag was fluttering, and a huge blood-red "ghost" word was painted on it, which was obviously a magic weapon used to control the corpse.

He originally wanted to show the demon tail and the law phase, rush away from the "ghost soldier array" in one go, and kill Feng Wei as quickly as possible, but he felt that his blood was rushing, and his strength was like a tide, and there was a faint hint of signs that he was about to break through, and he was ecstatic for a while, where was he willing to give up this rare opportunity, and chose to use only fists to fight the enemy without hesitation.

......

The ghost soldiers were not afraid of death, and they were frantically swarming and besieging, seemingly rushing like wild beasts, but Lin Cheng, who was deeply trapped in the formation, deeply realized the power of "arranging troops", and became more and more struggling.

It turns out that these ghost soldiers are indeed just rampage when viewed individually, but if you observe them as a whole, you can see that they are interspersed and replaced, advancing and retreating in a knotty, and they do have a powerful formation.

However, fortunately, these ghost soldiers were all ordinary low-level corpse refiners, who could not use special spells, and only had strong strength and a hard body, and Lin Cheng could barely deal with them with his fist power.

"This Feng Wei seems to be a bit of a delay......

Lin Cheng neither used the law phase nor the demon tail, and only used the strength of his body to confront the ghost soldiers, but Feng Wei turned a blind eye to it, and if he commanded Ruoding, he had never used any winning tricks, and even had some intentions in the middle of it, which made him a little suspicious.

"Forget it! The opportunity is rare, no matter how many conspiracies he has, no matter how many means, I will break it with my strength! The top priority is to find a way to kill the ghost soldiers!"

He thought for a moment. He left that little worry behind, and planned to concentrate on dealing with the enemy, and was bound to break through the ghost soldier formation with his fists.

"Huh!"

Lin Chengzheng came out with his fists and feet, but felt a claw on his neck, and the blood immediately seeped out, slightly cold, and he was scratched for the first time.

Furious, he turned around sharply and struck out with a long punch, instantly bursting out with nearly ten percent of his strength. The silver fist landed heavily on the refining corpse that was pressing his neck with its sharp claws, and it hit the door of the brain.

Hearing only the sound of "bang", the neck of the refining corpse leaned back, and it was directly slashed outward by the huge force, and an obvious four-finger fist mark was imprinted on the door of the head. It was covered with the blood-colored "ghost" character text.

After a short time, the refining corpse with fist marks on the door of the head rushed over again. Lin Cheng found out. There was a murmur of dark red blood oozing from the fist print.

He didn't know that he had already punched tens of millions of punches against these refining corpses, and it was the first time he saw blood flowing from the refining corpses, of course, he would not ignore this situation, and with enough strength, another punch hit his head, directly knocking him backwards and turning over. He fell to the ground on his back.

Then, while Lin Cheng continued to fight against the ghost soldiers, he paid attention to the refining corpse with two fist marks stacked on the head gate, and was pleasantly surprised. The refining corpse didn't turn over immediately, and it took a dozen breaths before it staggered to its feet......

"It turns out that the cover door is in the head!"

He secretly made up his mind in his heart, and immediately began to attack the head of the refining corpse with gravity, almost using all his strength with every punch and kick.

Sure enough, the weakness of the corpse refining was attacked, and one by one he turned over and fell to the ground, his movements slowed down significantly, and Lin Cheng, who had been suppressed, gradually gained some upper hand.

Feng Wei on the stone tower naturally saw all this in his eyes, and immediately became a little anxious, and the banner of the word "ghost" waved again and again, and the ghost soldier array changed.

Originally, there were only more than 20 refining corpses attacking in turn, but it suddenly doubled and became more than 50 attacking in unison, some attacking on the ground, some leaping and flying at low altitudes, and some even diving underground.

Lin Cheng was attacked in ten directions, where could he resolve them all, so he had to push the silver body to the extreme, on the one hand, he was subjected to a fierce and dense attack, and on the other hand, he used eleven percent of his strength to bombard and refine the corpse!

In this way, he continued to violently fight against the almost endless refining corpses for himself, and the clothes on his body were quickly scratched into rags, leaving hideous bloodstains and even tooth marks, and he no longer had the calmness he had at the beginning......

"Poof!"

Lin Cheng was smashed on the vest by a powerful corpse with a hammer in his hand, and the huge force shook his abdomen through the silver light, and the qi and blood rolled for it, and he didn't suppress it in one breath, and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist.

He hurriedly took a breath, flew up, slammed around, and kicked the head of the refining corpse with a "Divine Tiger Swing Tail", which made his ears bleed, and slammed obliquely into the surging refining corpse.

"Corpse with weapons!"

Lin Cheng didn't open the "double vertical eyes", he didn't care about his back, and he didn't find that there was actually a hidden existence with a hammer in the group of refining corpses.

"Do you want to give up?"

Obviously, there is a powerful killer weapon hidden in the "Ghost Soldier Array", Lin Cheng realized this, and he couldn't help but think of opening a magical power, so as not to be plotted again.

However, this rational thought only flashed in his mind and disappeared immediately, and he chose to persist again without hesitation!

Because, Lin Cheng felt that he was very, very close to that opportunity, from the complete transformation, almost within reach.

Persistence is victory, and giving up is defeat!

......

The eyes were full of hideous and fierce ghost soldiers, they frantically pounced, roared, scratched, bitten, poked out from the ground, flew from the low sky, swarmed from all directions, like a cocoon formed by refining corpses, tightly wrapped, squeezed, wanted to eat their own flesh, wanted to drink their own blood, wanted to tear themselves to pieces, wanted to pull themselves into hell, wanted to vent endless resentment......

This world is so dull!

"Roar!"

He was suffocated by this crowded madness, and felt as if his body was about to explode, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a tiger roar that soared into the sky!

...... (To be continued......)