More than a dozen huge pillars of fire rose into the sky, slowly falling into the valley. In an instant, the female who was sweating profusely felt that her legs were a little weak, and she almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

Unleashed the magic technique of causing more than a dozen fireballs to fall from the sky, almost draining the ghost qi in the female body.

Fortunately, the national teacher Yingying on the side was quick and grabbed her arm, so that the female leader did not fall to the ground. At the same time, he sent a Su Tianju secret medicine that had already been pinched in his hand to the mouth of the female man.

The melt-in-the-mouth pill turned into a cool stream, flowing from the woman's throat all the way down, flowing through every corner of her body. The feeling of fatigue also slowly faded with this coolness entering the body.

The vanguard army already had most of the ghost soldiers, climbing the cliff and sinking into the red fog that was gathering more and more in the valley between the two mountains.

When the last vanguard ghost soldier climbed the rock wall and descended the cliff, Xiao Shizhu walked to the side of Nulu and Yingying, and said, "I will lead the team down first, and the national teacher will follow." Female Lu, you rest for a while, and finally come down with Taifeng and the army of the queen of the palace. ”。

The two female ghosts nodded, and Xiao Shizhu turned his head to look at the one-armed Tai Feng again: "Protect my daughter-in-law, don't let me be a family." ”。

After speaking, Xiao Shizhu turned around, got up for a whole while, grabbed a flying rope beside him with his right hand, spread his legs and rushed forward. Came to the edge of the cliff, grabbed the rope in his hand, and jumped forward without hesitation.

The rope in his hand, which was clenched into a fist, kept rubbing against his palm as Xiao Shizhu descended. When the wind was whistling in his ears, Xiao Shizhu, who was lying face down, quickly maintained his balance, kicked the craggy rocks behind him with his feet, and walked down slowly.

Some of the ape-shaped demon soldiers around him directly did not use ropes, and used their legs as feet as soon as they took off their boots, and climbed down with four hands grasping the rocks. It's extremely fast, and the agility of the movements is staggering.

The other ghost soldiers can only rely on ropes or soft ladders to descend little by little.

But it is also skillful and smooth. In the past few days, Xiao Shizhu has asked them to constantly find rock walls in the mountains to train, so that this moment can come in handy.

The terrible screams still echoed in the depths of the fog, tearing hearts and lungs. The valley had already become a furnace of flames, and the red light also illuminated the mist, saving the ghost soldiers of Huangquan the trouble of lighting tools.

Xiao Shizhu also quickly entered the mist that filled the entire valley. Chimang Dao was dyed red with white mist, the hot wind and heat wave were churning, and the burning sensation came to his face, so that Xiao Shizhu was sweating on his forehead and trickling down.

The Heavenly Fire of the Nu Lu is all composed of the fire aura between heaven and earth, which is not only powerful, but also durable without flame retardants, and the temperature is obviously much higher than the normal flame, so that even steel can be turned into molten iron in a moment.

And a large number of ignited flammable materials thrown by the ghost soldiers of Huangquan also sprinkled a sea of fire in the valley, and the scorching wind and heat waves continued to rise into the sky. In this vast white mist, it is also unbearable heat.

But compared to the south of Huangquan, where the yellow sand is still extremely hot, this high temperature is nothing to the ghost soldiers of Huangquan. They have lived in harsh conditions for thousands of years, and they have long been accustomed to the scorching heat of the wilderness under the scorching sun after the strong wind has subsided, and they have become accustomed to the feeling of hot winds and heat waves.

The heat that overflowed the valley didn't deter them.

Xiao Shizhu continued to go down, and the further down he went, the more spacious the distance between the two mountains became. The knife-like cliffs are even more slippery, covered with moss and a lot of thick vine plants crisscrossing the rock walls.

A few ghost soldiers accidentally stepped on the air, and the whole ghost was like a falling rock, letting out a sharp scream and smashing downward. Soon there was no trace of him, and only screams could be heard, mixed with the incessant screams and screams of the valley floor.

Xiao Shizhu and the other ghosts who are still alive don't care about the ghost soldiers who have fallen. Everyone knows that falling from the abyss without wings is only the result of the soul flying. What's more, the flames below are monstrous, and there can't be survivors.

The dead are the strong men who will not return, and the living ones will continue to climb down.

They are desperate, they have no way out. I can only climb down the rock without hesitation.

Xiao Shizhu went down more than ten feet, and heard the sound of the fierce wind mixed with the increasingly clear sound of shouting and killing and the collision of weapons, as well as the thud of fire.

It was the sound of the battlefield, which made Xiao Shizhu's ghost blood boil.

The hand that didn't grasp the rope stretched out to his waist, and with a bang, the moon destroying sword was unsheathed under the flickering cold light. On the smooth sword body, a dazzling cold light burst out.

Soon, Xiao Shizhu came to a plank road built on a cliff. On one side is a thousand feet of strange peaks, cliffs, on the other side is a deep valley and ravine, and the plank road of the abyss is their foothold.

The cliff is full of karst caves of different sizes, and it is difficult to see something in the depths of the caves, only to hear the stench and the reverberation brought by the sharp howl of the wind.

Under the plank road, the waves of fire roared and surged, splashing like a raging tide, whistling and windy. In the scorching heat wave, the flames spread uncontrollably. The entire valley has been almost completely enveloped by red rays. Wherever they passed, the houses collapsed, and wails arose.

On the plank road, the rising heat made the ghosts groggy and had a splitting headache. But the ghost soldiers of Huangquan still rushed to kill frantically, and their eyes were full of fanaticism. The leader of Shi Cassia was even more fierce, wielding a long knife all the way forward, and the vanguard army led by him, together with the fire in the valley, withdrew to the ghost soldiers of Xudu who fought on the plank road to extinguish the fire, and launched a fierce battle. There are constant bursts of blood mist around him.

The fighting in the past few months has made the already fierce Huangquan ghost soldiers even more experienced in combat. In addition, the heavenly fire and fire attack brought panic and panic to the ghost soldiers in the valley, which made their hearts turbulent, making these Huangquan ghost soldiers even more invincible.

Soon, the ghost soldiers of Huangquan who were guarding on the ground had already collapsed.

In the deafening sound of fighting, Shi Cianming also fought several feet on the narrow and crowded plank road, practicing dance with a long knife in his hand, and colliding with the spear in the hand of a demon soul who looked half-human and half-snake, constantly bursting out of the starting point and igniting sparks.

As soon as Xiao Shizhu landed, he was immediately attracted by this scene. The Moon Destroying Sword in his hand was towards his side, and with a calm and calm wave, the cold light swept through, and the sharp Moon Destroying Sword would pounce on the head of a fleeing ghost soldier and easily cut it off.

Just by taking a look, Xiao Shizhu saw that the demon soul who was fighting with Shi Cassia was full of ghost qi in his body, which was very different from the ghost soldiers around him.

Although Xiao Shizhu had never met the Eight Kings before, he knew that it must be one of the Eight Kings.

If it was an ordinary ghost soldier, it would never be possible to have such a strong and powerful ghost aura.

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Shizhu's left sleeve suddenly flicked, and he drew a circle in front of him, and a strong wind suddenly emerged from his sleeve, shooting forward like an arrow from the string, and swooping straight into the ghost soldiers around Shi Cianming.

The wind is fierce, and the mysterious power gathers in it but does not disperse. As soon as they enveloped those ghost soldiers, they became as sharp as that, and a roar pierced through the solid armor of the ghost soldiers, instantly opening their skin and flesh. Under the blood mist, it was immediately dismantled.

"Son of God?" The half-human, half-snake demon spirit froze suddenly in the splash of flesh and blood, stared at Xiao Shizhu, who was walking towards Xiao Shizhu, who was only a stone's throw away from him.

This demon soul was stunned, and his mind relaxed, but the talisman ghost qi around his body collapsed in an instant. Shi Cianming immediately seized this momentary opportunity, turned the long knife in his hand, the tip of the knife was obliquely erected upward, and he stabbed forward with all his might. The long knife stabbed through the demon's jaw with a splash of blood, piercing through his entire skull and skewering over his head.

The demon soul died immediately, and there was still a look of shock and incredulity on his face.

"That's right, it's me. Xiao Shizhu, who was standing beside Shi Cianming, replied indifferently, and said to Ke Yun who was following behind him: "Cut off the head of this demon soul and hang it on the flagpole to show the public!" ......

The fierce battle was raging in the Yellow Springs, but it was tragic on Shuoyue Island, the Netherworld Prefecture.

For some reason, reinforcements from the Nine Shadows Kingdom did not arrive that night. And Gong Mingyi saw that Xiaoyu Mountain City was surrounded by groups, but he couldn't wait to launch attacks again and again, and he had the intention of fighting to the death.

Under the roar of artillery fire, the karmic fire flew out, and the Xudu army was like a surging wave, constantly crashing into Xiaoyu Mountain City. The tired and fast defenders of the Nine Shadows Kingdom were tired of coping, and they gradually lost their strength. As a result, ammunition was depleted rapidly, and there was not much left after dark.

The fortress built by the Nine Shadows Kingdom on Xiaoyu Mountain City has become an ornament, and the ghost soldiers can only fight in close combat with swords, resisting wave after wave of brave attacks of the enemy army with their flesh and blood.

The families of the defenders and the ghost people who remained behind, as well as the civilian officials of various departments, had retreated halfway up the mountain. The remaining young and strong male ghosts were all distributed, and they went into battle with the ghost soldiers.

The battle lasted from late evening until late at night. The peace and tranquility passed away with the wind, leaving only the pungent bloodshed and the hysteria of war. The Nine Shadows Army defending the city has lost count of how many frantic attacks they have repelled from the Xudu Army. Guarding the south of the city, Yu Xuan's side has long since lost the well-trained ghost soldiers of the Nine Shadows Kingdom. The rest are some militias temporarily armed by ghost people, and they are all wearing colors, and there are very few left.

But outside the broken city walls, there are ghost soldiers in the capital with no end in sight. The dense ghost soldiers formed a battle object in the night, and the triangular wedge-shaped formation of cavalry was in front, followed by various chariots after Gong Mingyi was supplied.

There are trebuchets, crossbows and projectors, you name it. And a large number of infantry were also around the chariot, and they followed closely behind.

At this point in the fierce battle, the Xudu army has no iron sand and shells, but it has an absolute advantage in the number of soldiers.

Yuxuan, whose head and face were covered in blood, knelt on one knee on the scorched ground, standing on the ground in front of him with a pestle, and a dangling broadsword to support himself from falling to the ground.

"Advance and retreat together with life and death!" the fearless Yu Xuan raised his eyes to look ahead, the darkness of the night was forced back by the scattered flames, and under the surging light of the red fire, the Xudu army walked with loud steps and approached the city wall.

He shouted these words and wanted to stand up, commanding the sergeant to continue to resist, but was pressed by the shoulders of a ghost man next to him, making him continue to kneel on the ground, and the few ghost people around him roared and roared, and resolutely rushed out of the city wall.

They are small, as small as dust in the face of the army of Xudu. But it is still imposing, selfless and fearless.

The ghost soldiers of Xudu, who did not stop advancing, did not take these only a dozen ghost soldiers of the Nine Shadows Kingdom in their eyes at all.

None of them fired their bows with arrows, nor did they prepare for any shooting. Instead, he planned to use the hooves of the cavalry beasts to trample these Nine Ghost Troops to death.