The hordes of skeleton soldiers were not Song Yin's opponents, whether it was arrows and projectiles or bladed spears, they didn't react at all when they hit him.

He didn't even need to stir up white flames around him, he just resisted hard, the weapon couldn't break his clothes, I saw him pounce on the sheep, it should be like burning mosquitoes and flooding ant nests, and a group of skeleton soldiers were constantly destroying there.

Look at Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng. Chill!

The yin wind blew and turned into three big knife skeleton soldiers and slashed at Zhang Feixuan, his fan quickly stirred up three blood blades to cut off the skeleton soldiers, but as soon as the attack was completed, a group of skeleton soldiers combining swords and shields and long soldiers appeared on the side, constantly approaching, making Zhang Feixuan's scalp numb, his body burst with blood, and he directly turned into a blood shadow and jumped high, dodging the close body of the skeleton team.

It's just that the others are still in mid-air, and they hear a sound of breaking the sky, and the arrows and projectiles fly almost face to face.

If you win, it's not as simple as your handsome face being pockmarked, it's just that your head is full of holes!

In the volley, Zhang Feixuan didn't even have time to adjust, so he could only watch these things fly in.

At this moment, he felt his feet sink, and his body fell uncontrollably, hitting the ground head-on, making a muffled sound, smashing through a cloud of dust and mist.

He endured the pain, his face was hard against the ground, and he turned his head to look with some friction scars and dust, only to see Wang Qi holding a magic axe in one hand and his feet in the other, shouting: "Be careful!" ”

Call!

Behind him, another cloud of yin wind emerged, condensing a few skeleton soldiers and slashing at Wang Qizheng.

Brush!

Several blood lines flew between his head and legs, turning into arrows and crashing into the skeleton behind him, knocking them apart.

"So are you!" Zhang Feixuan held a fan in one hand and a pestle in the other, not to be outdone.

Wang Qizheng held the axe, suddenly slashed a semicircle, stirred up a wave of qi, and shook the skeleton soldiers who had just gathered around him into two, and saw Zhang Feixuan stand up very quickly, before he shouted: "Damn, how can you fight this!" I can't finish the fight! ”

These skeleton soldiers can't be fought at all, even if the senior brother keeps burning them there, but as soon as the yin wind comes out, the skeleton soldiers appear again.

He doesn't care, anyway, King Kong is not bad and all evils are inviolable, but for the two of them, if there is a gap, it will be fatal!

Zhang Feixuan was very straightforward, and shouted directly at Song Yin: "Senior brother! Don't fight, you can't finish the fight, or let's go first! ”

Rumble!

In the white flames, Song Yin blasted a group of skeleton soldiers to the scumbag with another punch, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head to look over.

Dangdang!

As soon as he turned his head, the dense arrows and projectiles hit him, and the yin wind appeared in the air, and the big swords, swords and shields, and long soldiers and skeleton soldiers simply appeared directly in mid-air, preventing the white flames from burning, and the weapon hit Song Yin's head directly, and all the attacks fell on him, making a clanging and crisp sound.

"Let's go?"

With a wave of his hand, the Great Dao Fire formed a half-moon shape and spread outward, burning the skeleton soldiers in mid-air to ashes.

"It's just a demon, and you deserve to let me go?! If I don't completely destroy them, I will be a son of man in vain and enter the Golden Immortal Gate in vain! ”

Bang!

Song Yin stepped on his feet, jumped up in the air, and fell directly into the group of skeleton soldiers who were shooting at the other end, the wave of air that smashed down, shook the surrounding skeleton soldiers and scattered, and he raised his hand to ignite the white flames, burning the realm with blazing white glow.

"I want to see if your demonic aura is heavy, or if my Dao Fire is stronger!"

In the flames, Song Yin was like a Tai Sui in the world.

I saw that the corners of Zhang Feixuan's eyes twitched.

Why is this man so tenacious!

But if it's not a tendon, is it still a big brother?

"Here we go again!"

Wang Qizheng suddenly drank, the axe was half split, and he swung out a wave of air, blocking those flying arrows and ammunition.

"What should I do, Zhang Lew, think of a way!"

"Let's go!"

Seeing that there were more and more skeleton soldiers around him, Zhang Feixuan gritted his teeth, and the treasure pestle in his hand erupted with blood mist, he held the treasure pestle tightly, and suddenly hit forward, countless blood lines condensed, turned into a large blood column, and rushed away the skeleton soldiers in front of him.

"To the walls!" He roared.

Wang Qizheng directly lifted Zhang Feixuan, thin wings grew on his back, his legs turned into recurved beast legs, his body bent his legs and feet hard, kicked and vibrate, and led the two of them directly to fly over the road that was washed away, and directly swept through the broken city gate.

Behind the city gate, there was not a building, but a huge rock wall, like a cliff, blocking the way forward.

But here, there were no skeleton soldiers, and the gloomy wind didn't seem to fall behind the city gate.

Sure enough, after crossing the city gate, there was indeed no wind coming, and those skeleton soldiers did not follow, but just looked towards the city gate, holding their weapons but did not come forward.

"Oh damn it, I'm scared to death!"

Wang Qizheng saw that the skeleton soldiers did not follow, and sat down against the base of the city wall, breathing a sigh of relief.

Zhang Feixuan even lay there directly, panting heavily.

The blood pillar just now almost didn't empty his mana.

"It's worthy of being a magic weapon of the land gods."

Zhang Feixuan raised his hand with great difficulty to look at the treasure pestle, and gasped a few times, "It's just too mana-consuming." ”

He had been holding this treasure pestle for two or three days, and after refining his mana, he could use it.

This thing can multiply the power of his blood pill method, but the mana is seriously consumed, like that blood pillar, it can't be used a few times.

Bang!

It's just that not long after he stretched out his hand, a projectile almost hit his hand, rubbing sparks on the wall, and after multiple angles, it hit the outside of his thigh at once.

"Whew!"

Zhang Feixuan screamed in pain and almost jumped up, but when he thought of something, he immediately shrank his head in the base of the short city wall and covered his thighs there.

The firearm projectile is obviously a mana bullet, which has no body in the flesh, but the pain and damage are real.

"Lao Tzu is in his father's eyes!"

Wang Qizheng shrank tighter in fright, leaning his back against the base of the city wall, and looked out of the corner of his eye, there were several skeleton soldiers, holding fire guns, aiming here.

"Where did the fire gun come from, it's too scary, Nanping Kingdom doesn't have this force." He took a breath of cool air, and said to himself: "I have seen military men use firearms in Dazhao, and the power is great, and there are actually them here." ”

"Ancient battlefield, who knows."

Zhang Feixuan pinched a magic seal, let the thigh stop the bleeding, and said very quickly: "You can't stay here for long, in case these skeleton soldiers come in later, we will be finished." ”

"Don't stay here, look outside, it's either flames or skeleton soldiers, the senior brother is killing there now, obviously he can't take care of us." Wang Qizheng said.

Even if they can take care of it, they don't dare to go out.

The tunnel they came to had already been sealed by flames, so could it be that at this time, I begged Senior Brother to put out the flames and let them out?

Obviously impossible.

"Let's wait here for the senior brother to finish fighting," Zhang Feixuan said, and then leaned against the root of the city wall, just about to take a look outside.

Bang!

It's just that as soon as he looked over, he saw Song Yin blast away the attacking skeleton soldiers with one punch, and with his other hand, he directly pinched the skeleton soldiers attacking him on the other side, and threw it away, bringing up white flames, and bombarded a bunch of skeleton soldiers on the side, and the skeleton soldiers who were thrown off flew straight sideways, swept over the city wall, and directly hit the rock wall behind the city wall, making it tremble.

Syllable.

At this time, there was a strange noise around them, which made the two of them look subconsciously.

And beyond, in the corner to their left, under the rock wall, a stone fell off with this tremor, rolled on the ground a few times, and leaned against the root of the wall.

The white flames that had slammed into the rock wall with the skeleton soldiers were just sticking to it and burning, like a lighting lantern, illuminating the somewhat dark behind the city wall, and allowing them to see the corners of the rock wall clearly.

It was a cave, different from the darkness of this underground palace, and the entrance of the cave clearly exuded a ghostly light.

Zhang Feixuan crawled over on all fours and looked at the entrance of the cave.

The entrance to the cave was low, like a dog's hole, and it seemed that it could only crawl through, but the light from the end of the hole shone on the whole entrance.

This means that the rock wall is very thin.

Zhang Feixuan was about to look at it, when he suddenly felt something, took a breath of cold air, immediately covered his face, and retreated to the root of the city wall.

"Wang Laotu, take a look at your position, this thing doesn't look like it's naturally formed."

"Huh?"

Wang Qi was squatting down and looking at the rock wall behind the city wall on his side, it was not smooth, nor was it naturally accumulated like mountain stones, but there were strange gaps one after another, as if it was carried manually, which formed a large rock wall.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the gap in the rock wall, but as soon as he got started, he felt a thorn in his hand, and immediately retracted.

"Fuck it!"

Wang Qizheng's eyes widened, and he suddenly shouted: "Senior brother! The wind is coming from behind this rock wall! ”

(End of chapter)