Chapter 388: Fierce Battle
I really didn't expect that the ghost soldiers here turned out to be real ghost soldiers.
Moreover, these ghost soldiers are all wearing armor and holding swords and long knives.
Unless it was created for them by people, it was these ghost soldiers, who were ancient warriors when they were alive.
Died for some reason and got together.
This makes me a little suspicious of the identity of this demon Hades.
This old ghost, he shouldn't have been a general or something, right?
These ghost soldiers are all his subordinates.
After death, the resentment is too heavy to be reincarnated?
Or is it something else?
The thought flashed through my mind, and I didn't continue to think about it.
Because the most important thing now is to block the rush of these ghost soldiers and keep yourself from falling into danger.
"Stepping on ......"
The horses galloped and made the sound of horses' hooves.
The sound was so loud that it rumbled.
I felt like my eardrums were about to be shattered.
The waves were gloomy, and the ghost soldiers were also panicked in their hearts.
But no matter how uneasy you are, you can't take a step back.
Suddenly, a horse neighed out.
The army was slaughtered in front of him.
A ghost general, riding a ghost horse and holding a long knife, slashed at me.
It was so close that I could feel the oppressive force of the ghost.
The breath is very strong, and this knife makes me dare not slack off.
Run the real qi and block quickly.
"Bang", I only felt numb, and the whole person was almost overturned.
But that's not all, I haven't even stood firm.
"Buzzing" A chariot was pulled by two ghost horses and was already galloping towards it.
On both sides of the chariot's wheels, there are sharp blades.
On top of the chariot, there were also three ghost soldiers, armed with spears, constantly attacking the fellow Daomen on both sides.
And one of the ghost soldiers even waved the long door and attacked me directly.
Seeing this posture, I didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.
He quickly drew a spell and threw it at the ghost soldier.
The left hand quickly sealed, followed by a low roar:
"The divine soldiers are as urgent as the law, edict!"
The white light of the Zhenyin Fu flashed, and it exploded with a "boom".
The ghost soldiers on the ghost chariot also let out a piercing wail at this time.
"Ah......h
The voice was low, and he fell from the chariot.
The chariot also drove past me at a rapid pace.
As a result, he was slashed by his godfather's sword and shattered in the yin fire.
As for the ghost soldier who fell off the chariot, I naturally wouldn't let him escape, so I jumped up and slashed down with the peachwood sword in my hand.
The ghost soldier reacted quickly, and he was like this, and he could still react.
He raised the spear, trying to parry.
But it was still a step too slow, and I slashed it with a sword, and hit my head on the spot.
With a "bang", the soul flew away.
Although it was just a photo, I was deeply impressed by this ghost soldier.
Strong, these ghost soldiers are really powerful.
You know, I'm in the Xuandan realm.
If these ghost soldiers are allowed to face the Lingquan Realm or the Qi Acceptance Realm, which have a relatively low cultivation, then the fellow Daoists of this realm can almost be said to have little chance of winning.
And this wave of chariots is still "buzzing".
Many of my fellow travelers have fallen or been seriously injured.
The smell of blood also permeated the air
These ghost soldiers seemed extremely excited.
The roar of "whoop whoa" is constantly attacking us.
Yellow hair and strong sand, not far from me.
One smashed with a stick, and the other stabbed with a spear.
But fortunately, there are elders around us.
The dice instrument in the curator's hand is like a fast stone, and it can be large and small.
Whoever gets close will be smashed directly.
Grandpa Sha is also very strong, slashing with two knives, what chariot is not chariot, the front is a knife down.
Zhuangsha's uncles and aunts, parents, and brothers are also very powerful.
All kinds of spells are emerging.
"Buzzing" gang
The blind man also released a lot of paper beetles, "buzzing" around us, forming a barrier.
Advance can be attacked, retreat can be defended.
My godfather is a burst of yin fire, standing behind and constantly urging the yin fire.
As for the dumb mother-in-law and Uncle Liu, they are the closest to us.
Always ready to support everyone.
Except for us, the Daoists of the entire Dao Sect were all caught in a fierce battle at this moment.
Especially the bigwigs from all sides, they are extraordinary.
The head of Longhu Mountain, the Flying Dragon Dao Chief, is actually a fat man, looking like he has two hundred pounds.
But at this moment, he was carrying a sword, and like a humanoid tank, he was forced to kill the ghost soldier on his back.
The head of Emei, the master of the sword, is also a fierce girl.
Sharp shots, sword and sword killing moves.
With a sword sweep, there will be ghost soldiers falling, and they will return to the strong sword qi.
Qingcheng Mountain's head Huoyun Dao is long, so it's cooler.
He specializes in using fire-based spells.
At this moment, the peachwood sword he used was burning with flames.
Unlike the yin fire on the godfather's body, the flame he released was a yang fire.
The burning of "Zizizi" is visible to the naked eye.
Himself, but nothing.
As soon as the surrounding sneakers approached, they were burned to ashes by the flames.
In addition to them, there is also a senior who I don't know, and suddenly cast some kind of secret method.
Nine pillars of light appeared, binding the ghost soldiers in an area, within the pillar of light, and then released special energy, strangling them all.
There is also a senior, who played a talisman.
The talisman suddenly exploded after it lifted into the air, and in the next second, a word seal kept falling.
Anyone who touches the inscription will be injured.
The most noteworthy is the masters of the polling bureau.
Before they entered the polling bureau, they went through layers of selection.
Talents like Uncle Liu will be defeated, which shows the strength of the team inside.
Forget it, the weapons they are equipped with, that is really a must.
In addition to the special radio wave gun that can make the sneaky lose consciousness for a short time, there are also high-lethal legendary-level magic weapons.
Many of those ritual artifacts were sent out of the royal family, and were used in some museums as treasures.
But now, a lot is in their hands.
A magic weapon equipment is a little ridiculously good.
There are even rumors that the Zhenhe Treasure Mirror of the Yellow River in the hanging town has been brought here.
There are too many masters, and I can't finish watching them for a while.
But even so, the pressure on our side is very, very high.
Those ghost soldiers continued to rush out of the ghost palace.
It seems that there is no end in sight, and the number of them is as much as twenty or thirty thousand.
I really don't know how much sneakiness there will be in there.
But on our side, even if we fight all the way up the mountain, the loss is not big.
But here, the number of people is only a little more than a thousand.
A thousand to tens of thousands, such a difference in numbers constitutes a great sense of oppression for us.
The only thing to be thankful for is that there are more high-level combat power on our side.
The heads of various factions, predecessors, etc.
His cultivation has already reached the realm of the Dao body.
It is only the realm of the Dao body, and a few seniors such as the strongest Changhong Zhenren may have reached the realm of the king of people.
But it's only counted in one lot.