In the twilight, the evening breeze is blowing, and the yin qi is getting heavier and heavier.

In the ghost slave market, there was a boundless silence. Those buyers and thugs in the market are all angry. They were accustomed to seeing ghost slaves, timid and humble, accustomed to watching ghost slaves grovel. But I have never seen the ghost slaves so angry, so angry that their eyes are full of hideousness.

I had never seen the ghost slaves who had come out of the cage and dared to angrily pick up hard stones or sticks from the ground at their feet, and cast a hateful look at them.

Neither the buyers nor the thugs knew how the cage was opened by the ghost slaves, and how the handcuffs and shackles were removed? They didn't have time to think about it, but they trembled in the resentful eyes of the ghost slaves.

As everyone knows, the male ghost who shouted a high price and his entourage around him are all Xuanjiao disciples of the Nine Shadows Kingdom. And the Nine Shadows Kingdom also installed disciples, agitated among the ghost slaves for many days, and then sent fungus people to steal the key, and secretly prepared a number of imitation keys. In the end, after the soul shouted a high price, he opened the cell door and shackles, and released the ghost slaves who had been suppressed for a long time in the cage.

"These three thousand taels of silver are what I want to distribute to them, on the condition that I kill you inhuman ghosts. The Xuanjiao disciple who shouted the price looked at the iron shopkeeper who was breathing with great interest, with fear and panic on his face, and deliberately said slowly: "I didn't expect that they would be happy to earn this money, and they were willing to kill you in exchange for freedom." ”。

"Thugs, don't come and suppress the riot!" Looking around at the ghost slaves who had surrounded them all, all of them were angry ghost slaves, and the iron shopkeeper who trembled for a moment, trembling, opened his chapped lips, and shouted sharply.

He screamed before he came out, and the ghost slave behind him who had not yet been sold had already taken a step forward, flicked the iron shackles that had not yet been opened in his hand, and accurately put it on the neck of the iron shopkeeper, and immediately exerted his arms with both arms, and tightened the neck of the iron shopkeeper with iron chains, and scolded several ghost slave market thugs around him in a deep voice: "If you dare to do it, I will strangle him." ”。

When those thugs saw this, they immediately threw themselves into the trap, and they were stunned in place, not knowing what to do, and they didn't dare to take a single step.

This sturdy ghost slave is also a Xuanjiao. It was with great difficulty that he got into the ghost slave market here, and ate and slept with the ghost slaves among them, encouraging those ghost slaves by the way.

Then wait for the opportunity to move before the riot begins, and keep the iron shopkeeper of the market here.

"Put down all your weapons to Lao Tzu. The Xuanjiao disciple who shouted the high price immediately roared angrily.

This roar was like thunder, shaking the sky and the earth, frightening the thugs around them involuntarily loosened their fingers, and the knives and guns in their hands fell to the ground one after another.

When those weapons landed, the ghost slaves holding wooden sticks and stones could no longer hold back their anger, and could not restrain their urge to kill, and waved their weapons one after another, and went towards the thugs and buyers of the surrounding ghost slave markets.

And the empty-handed ghost slaves also took advantage of the chaos to pick up the weapons that the thugs were so frightened that they discarded, and slashed and slashed.

There was chaos and dust. Thousands of bloodshot and red eyes, and then the sky was getting darker and darker, and the red blood glittered. Under the flickering cold light, muffled sounds accompanied by screams sounded one after another in the scattered blood.

The Xuanjiao cultists who had been dormant in various parts of the market for a long time quickly solved the secret sentinels everywhere and fought one after another, fighting side by side with the Xuanjiao disciples who shouted a high price. The Qiankun twin swords in his hand danced in the twilight, and the sword flowers flickered one after another, bringing up the ghost blood that splashed everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, the thugs of the ghost slave market near the bidding platform, as well as the buyers who were still shouting excitedly before, were already overwhelmed by the crazy ghost slaves.

Under the aura of the ghosts, they were beaten to a blur of flesh and blood in an instant, and fell in a pool of blood and died.

Many of these buyers and thugs in the ghost slave market were beaten to the point that their eyes burst out in an instant, bursting out of their eyes, but they still had the fear and horror before they died.

The ghost slave market is full of ghosts, the smell of blood overflows in the night wind, and the stumps and flesh are splashed everywhere with the ghost blood, under the heart-rending screams, and in the blink of an eye, this ghost slave market, which was once filled with the smell of copper coins and dirty transactions, is only full of pungent blood all over the ground, and it has become a living hell and slaughterhouse.

The thugs who raised it were all dumbfounded, they had only known how to oppress the ghost slaves for a long time, but they had not experienced resistance, and they had already forgotten how to resist under the stormy killing, and just stood in place, allowing the ghost slaves and the Xuanjiao disciples to slash and assassinate them with the weapons in their hands.

On the high platform, the iron shopkeeper whose legs trembled like chaff was even more frightened, and his crotch was wet.

He has been trading ghost slaves for hundreds of years, and he has never seen ghost slaves gathered like a raging torrent to riot, let alone ghost slaves with red eyes, waving weapons in their hands, and fighting around killing buyers and sellers.

The situation in front of him had already frightened his small courage.

"That's what happens if you don't treat human souls as human beings. After seeing that the thugs around him had been beaten to death, the Xuanjiao disciple who strangled the neck of the iron shopkeeper exerted his strength with both hands, and the iron chain around the iron shopkeeper's neck was tightened immediately, and the two eyeballs of the iron shopkeeper were bloodied; when he opened his mouth with difficulty, and stuck out his tongue vigorously, and at the same time let out a low whine in his throat, a pair of tricks immediately protruded from his round eye sockets.

When one of the riots began, he was so frightened that he fainted under the high platform and survived, and he woke up at this time at an inopportune time, and suddenly he looked up at the high platform, and by the last glimmer of the sunset, he saw the hideous and terrifying death of the iron shopkeeper.

Crawling all the way, this thug was flying above his head with broken arm and broken flesh, and the flying ghost blood trembled like chaff, and the distance of a hundred and ten zhang seemed to him to be thousands of miles away.

Finally climbed to the entrance, he was trying to find a corner where there was no riot to take a breath, to go to the fear in his heart and then escape to report to the official, when he suddenly saw a pair of cocked soap boots on the ground a foot away in front of him. Even in the dimness, the silver moire decoration on the cocked head of the black cloth boots also made the thugs of the ghost slave market see it clearly.

From the size and style of the shoes, he immediately recognized that the owner of the boots was not a ghost in the ghost slave market. There are no ghosts in his market who wear boots like this.

Panicking again, the thug's eyes widened, he looked up, and when he looked in front of him, he saw a group of human souls, armed with knives, guns and crossbows, standing in front of him. The human soul in the middle raised the long knife in his hand and carried it on his shoulder. In the other hand, he carried a ghost head that gradually turned into blood-colored powder under the night wind.

But a moment later, an exclamation came out of the thug's mouth. After a few glances, the thug recognized the ghost head, which belonged to the city god here.

The thug hurriedly turned around and crawled back towards the road he had come from.

At this moment, the human soul who was holding a ghost head in one hand and a bearded face that stood up like a steel needle flashed in front of him again, blocking his way, and snorted coldly: "Where is the little brother going?"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the souls that followed him joined him, in the darkness of the night, and laughed fiercely. Looking at the thug who was already too frightened to move, his eyes flashed with murderous light......

On the Qinglong Sea when night falls, the lights are swaying with the sea breeze, rising from the mountain, the top of the mountain stretches out of the sea surface to the top of the Sanshan Island, spread out within a radius of 100 miles, like the stars falling, inlaid in the Qinglong Sea that constantly roars and churns in the night.

The expeditionary fleet of the Nine Shadows Kingdom, together with the craftsmen sent by Hu Hui, arrived here at the same time, and began to build Sanshan Island overtime. Sanshan Island at night is also brightly lit, surrounded by mountains and peaks. The churning waves on the sea under the mountain peak are illuminated with brilliance and beauty.

If it weren't for the occasional sound of cannons, the beauty of this place would be a perfect score.

The craftsmen of the Nine Shadows Kingdom adopted a method of building a dark castle and a secret passage from the mountain to the top of the mountain from the mountainside near the sea, and built a pass to this place.

Other craftsmen are working on the excavation of plank roads and open-air forts in the mountains.

It's a two-pronged approach, so it saves a lot of time and effort.

In the sound of explosions from time to time, the craftsmen used hammers, pickaxes and chisels to drill rocks on Sanshan Island, and the clanging sound made by them continued to echo in the night, resounding around Sanshan Island.

Tens of thousands of craftsmen worked at the same time, starting work from all over Sanshan Island, and in addition, the Nine Shadows Kingdom had already sent ghosts to sneak into this place, drew an accurate map of the field, and mastered all the data of Sanshan Island, and it would not take more than ten days for the pass here to build a city.

King Yama stood on the deck of his flagship, staring at the firelight on the island of Sanshan not far away, not saying a word, not knowing if he was thinking or simply looking for something to do to deal with the boredom of this long night.

"Dashuai, I want to talk to you about something. Just when the king of Yama was fascinated, Shuyan strode out of the cabin, stood beside the king of Yama, and said with a slight bow of his head after he stopped talking.

There was still a little hesitation on his face, as if he didn't know whether to say it or not.

The night breeze blew and blew the cloak that King Yama was wearing. Hearing this, the Yama King came to his senses, showed a smile that was still a little stiff, and nodded slowly to Shuyan, "Okay, you can say it." ”。

However, the stiff smile, coupled with his hideous face, was still terrifying.

"I feel that the lord has sent troops too hastily this time. Seeing him nodding, Shuyan no longer hesitated, and then said: "First of all, we didn't send spies who could collect intelligence behind enemy lines to Dongying Continent, nor did we send small teams of ghost soldiers who could sabotage behind enemy lines. Moreover, there are many recruits in our army who have only been on the battlefield several times, and the three Miao ghost soldiers of Yunmengzhou who have been comfortable for a long time, and they also lack the terrain of Dongyingzhou and the integrated drill on the ground, which is really too hasty. ”。

As soon as these words came out, Shu Yan's frowning even tighter, a look of worry appeared. And King Yama smiled loudly, which made Shuyan, who was a little worried, suddenly feel a little inexplicable.

"Shuyan, don't underestimate the lord, he is very prescient. King Yama, who knew a lot about the inside story of this campaign plan, stroked his thick beard and said slowly: "The combat experience on the ground, and the two points that recruits need to experience, although the lord can't satisfy us, but the operation behind the enemy has begun. ”。