Lin Mosheng already had a strength of 22.5 points, coupled with the increase of more than 20% brought by the [Breaking Army] at this time, his absolute strength had already surpassed that when he blessed Emperor Guan's divine power.

It's just that this explosive form can't last, and at this time, Lin Mosheng has already felt a series of small dark wounds in his body.

Although these dark injuries were suppressed by the blazing qi and blood, the essence blood could not completely offset the injuries, but only suppressed them.

Lin Mosheng grabbed the wind and fire stick, the thin monkey's blade did not change, and one arm was splashed with inky black divine blood, and this blade even wanted to cut off Li Mingli's neck!

"Big brother!"

The horse's face raised the whip in his hand, turning into an afterimage, and wrapped the blade with only a few remaining strength.

The bull's head spewed out a cold white mist, and the mace in his hand slashed at Lin Mosheng, wanting to relieve Li Mingli's predicament.

Gan Zitai's eyes were round, the essence and blood in his heart were burning, the muscles of his arms were raised, and the big knife around his head was wrapped in the power of qi and blood, slashing towards the mace, and the fighting intent in his eyes was high, like a turbulent sea wave.

After a hard blow, the bull head gave up his defense, and the mace slashed at Gan Zitai.

"Get out of the way!"

Niu Tou was eager to save Li Mingli, but he didn't care about it, he was a ghost, and Gan Zitai's big knife would only hurt him as long as he didn't cut off the head of Liuyang.

And Gan Zitai is still a human, as long as he hits it himself, he will kill him with one blow!

"Good time!"

In the face of this stick, Gan Zitai did not dodge, and the ring-headed broadsword in his hand stuck to the smashed mace, and the terrifying power split the mountain and rubble.

Even if the essence blood was burned, Gan Zitai's feet instantly sank into the soil, and the joints of his whole body creaked under this force, and his internal organs seemed to be about to crack.

On the other hand, the feeling of the bull's head is not good, Gan Zitai's ring-headed broadsword is like an undercurrent vortex at the bottom of the sea, not only sticking to his mace, but also an inexplicable force is constantly rotating, strangling his strength, making him feel like he has been smashed into the water.

Obedience and disobedience

First follow the trend, and then go against the people.

When the bull's head was near, the blade in Gan Zitai's hand reversed, and it reversed with the power of the mace.

A huge bull's head flies!

At the same time, two sharp blades stabbed directly at Gan Zitai, and the most dangerous part of the battlefield was that the open guns were easy to block, and the hidden arrows were difficult to prevent.

He dodged and was struck in the shoulder by a sharp blade.

But Gan Zitai seemed to be like no one, and the big knife in his hand fell, and he brought up two ghost heads.

"Takeshi!"

Seeing that the head of the bull head and the six yang leaders was cut off, the corners of the eyes of the Yin and Yang Ghost King Li Mingli cracked, and in desperation, the wind and fire stick in his hand swung open, and he actually broke free from the shackles of Lin Mosheng's golden body phantom.

"Boss, let's go!"

The horse's face suddenly changed, turned into a snow-white horse, carried Li Mingli, resisted Lin Mosheng and the thin monkey's two knives, and rushed out of the encirclement.

"The enemy's courage is broken, kill it with me!"

Lin Mosheng let out a furious sound, and Su Pan, who followed him, unfurled the red and gorgeous flag, the flag was automatic without wind, and the hunting sounded.

The military heart is condensed, and the pattern of the bird's head and human body on it is like a burning red sun, shining on Lin Mosheng's Yin soldiers, blessing each Yin soldier with a layer of military power.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The Yin soldiers behind Lin Mosheng roared and roared, and with the big banner dancing behind Lin Mosheng, they directly chiseled through the three hundred Yin soldiers.

The sword was like a red moon, slashing at the few enemy soldiers with the deepest red light of sin, and the rest of Lin Mosheng was still useful.

"Moo!"

The terrifying roar of the tiger sounded again, like thunder.

"Those who descend will not be killed!"

In the chaos of the army, Lin Mosheng rode a black biao, held high the sword, and stood behind him, the Buddha was majestic, and the tiger was fierce.

Dangdangdang.

The sound of weapons landing sounded, and the remaining Yin soldiers no longer had the will to resist.

In the narrow space of yin and yang, the horse face that had just run back to the main hall suddenly fell and turned into a human form again, his chest and abdomen, and two terrifying knife marks were like maggots on tarsal bones.

Although Long Po's paper soldiers are afraid of fire, the yin urn on it has special damage to ghosts, and slashing on ghosts is no different from slashing real knives on people.

And outside the main hall, there were only a dozen shrewd guys running back.

This is the elite of three hundred Yin soldiers!

I want to fight for the authority of the city god in the port capital!

Now it's gone!

Seeing this scene, Li Mingli trembled with anger.

Ma Mian grabbed him and said weakly, "Boss, use your divine power to seal the City God Temple, if they can't break in, then contact the other ghost kings." ”

Li Mingli nodded hurriedly, and a small black iron seal appeared in his left hand, and his divine power surged, turning into a miniature map of mountains and rivers.

Under the influence of the authority of the city god, the mountains and rivers around the Yin and Yang Road surged, like a snake on the ground, turning into a winding earthy yellow city wall, sealing the entire Yin and Yang narrow room.

Li Mingli's face was ugly, "Will those ghost kings come to save me?" ”

Ma Mian gasped and said, "After all, we are all ghosts, and he is human!" ”

Hearing this, Li Mingli's eyes lit up instantly.

Yes, the cultivation of ghosts is already difficult, and he may lose the City God Seal in the end, but as long as the jade seal of the country is still there······

Thinking of this, Li Mingli immediately asked people to bring Liangkun's mother and son.

As soon as Liangkun's mother and son went to the main hall, they saw the seriously injured horse face, the Yin soldiers who were defeated by the remnants, and the Yin and Yang Ghost King who had a broken arm.

Not good!

Li Rong turned her head and wanted to run.

But the camel that suffered death was bigger than the horse, in front of Li Mingli, the ghost king who held the seal of the city god, how could Li Rong's mother and son, who had only become ghosts for a few days, escape?

He stretched out his left hand, grabbed the mother and son, opened his huge mouth, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, the miserable howl kept coming, and was replenished by the yin qi, and Li Mingli's broken arm was also twisted and recovered.

He looked at the other ghosts in the hall with a grim expression, "If you have two hearts, this is the end!" ”

······

After cleaning up the battlefield, even though his body had begun to tire down and his dark injuries began to attack, Lin Mosheng also knew that now was not the time to rest.

Suddenly, the yin and yang road in front of him shook, like a small earthquake.

Long Po walked up and said to Lin Mosheng with a solemn expression, "The other party should be using the authority of the city god to block the Yin and Yang Road. ”

After that, she looked at the sky, commanded the Yin soldiers behind her to set up the altar, cut off her arms, and Yin De turned into pale silver blood gushing out, sprinkling it in front of her, and directly made Yin and Yang appear in a narrow room.

If it was before meeting Lin Mosheng, Long Po would definitely not be so 'generous'.

Every drop of Yin Virtue is her lifeline, and now, Long Po has estimated the Yin Virtue she has received tonight and the benefits she is about to get.

I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf.

I get that.

The mist between yin and yang was clear for a moment under the splashing of the blood of Long Po Yin De.

Inside, the pale yellow walls are exposed, which wrap around the rows of buildings that form fortifications similar to those of a dock fort.