After a short while, the attack of Mo Junzhai became more and more fierce, and the stone gate in the distance was crumbling, and Mo Heng said: "Mr. Yuan, if you can't stand the dust and storm here, it's better to retreat farther first." ”

The people and horses of Mojunzhai are all ghosts, they don't need to breathe, and of course they don't care about the dust flying in the sky, but Qin Yun and I can only stand in the dust and pay attention to the battle situation.

"No need!" As soon as I finished speaking, there was a loud bang in the direction of the stone gate.

The huge stone gate finally fell to the ground under the crazy impact of the disciples of the Mo Jun Village, and the violent yin wind swept out of the door, and the disciples of the Mo Jun Zhai who had no time to retreat exploded in the air after being blown up by the wind for several meters, and the miserable green phosphorus fire only flickered slightly in the air, and then it was swept into the wind and dissipated without a trace.

Mo Heng shouted sharply: "Quickly retreat, retreat, form a formation to protect the Chinese army." ”

After the disciples of the Mo Army Village turned into ghosts, they had long been out of weapons, how could they protect the Chinese army with their bare hands?

As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, I saw a group of Mo Army disciples pick up the stone pillar used to attack the door and use it as a shield in front of several of us.

A large number of disciples of the Mo Army gathered in our direction, regardless of life and death.

Before the ghosts holding the stone pillars could fully stand on their feet, a gust of wind swept the ground.

I watched a dozen ghosts turn into nothingness from under my waist, and when the stone pillar they held in their arms crushed them mercilessly, a few ghosts who were only half of them were still holding their hands against the pillar, preventing the stone pillar from approaching us.

A ghost struggled and shouted, "Yuan...... Mr. Yuan, let's go! None of us can die, but you can't! ”

"You are the hope of Mojunzhai!"

"We ......"

Before the ghost could finish speaking, the stone pillar weighing a thousand pounds was crushed from his body, and the phosphorus fire that flew out of it went all the way to my toes.

"Mr. Yuan, let's go!" When Mo Heng wanted to come and pull me, I had already jumped into the air, and after the Qianjun stone pillar rolled under my feet, I also fell to the ground, spread my body and ran in the direction of the stone gate, shouting as I ran: "Hide behind the pillars, hurry up!" ”

My voice fell, and the wind rose again in the stone gate, and I immediately turned around and hid behind a pillar.

As soon as I stood still, the shrill sound of the wind passed by my ears. The sharp sound of the wind continued to blow on both sides of the stone pillar like a knife, and the stone skin that had been blown off made it difficult to open your eyes.

I put my hands on my head and waited for the wind to stop.

As soon as the yin wind blowing from inside the door stopped, I unfolded my body again, and my body scurried back and forth between the stone pillars like a spirit mouse, dodging the yin wind, and quickly approached the stone gate, and also opened the "Yellow Spring Fierce Eyes" to look directly into the stone gate.

The aura of the "Yellow Springs Fierce Eyes" burst through the moment when the sand flew in the sky, and I could see the blood-colored eyes hidden behind the sand.

I paused slightly, and reached for the hilt!

After a moment

The wind rises

People move

I pulled out the dagger and put it in my mouth, covered my head and face with both hands, and jumped up against the wind blowing from inside the stone gate, and the man shrunk into a ball in mid-air, and rolled forward against the wind.

This trick "spirit mouse boiling oil pot" is not the original Yin and Yang Tanma, but it has been circulated in the army for a while, according to legend, the master of the army under the cover of the rattan card, can dodge the rain of arrows by rolling continuously, and go straight to the front of the enemy army.

Without the cover of the rattan card, I rolled into the middle of the howling yin wind, and the air currents continued to sweep over me, and I clearly felt the clothes on my body, as if they had been cut by hundreds of knives one after another, but when my body fell to the ground, I quickly rolled forward, until I rushed into the door, and then slashed in the direction where the blood light was.

In an instant, I landed with my knife in hand, and a muffled sound like a stone hitting the ground followed.

When Qin Yun rushed up to take a look, there was already an extra rock carving on the ground and a human head.

"Are you alright?" Qin Yun dragged me up from the ground.

"It's okay!" I turned my head to look into the distance, where stood a stone sculpture of a strange bird with outstretched wings but no head.

I couldn't help frowning: "Feng Bo! ”

In mythology, the earliest image of the wind god Feng Bo is a god with a human head and a bird body, and the image of Feng Bo in later generations is fused with Fei Lian and Ji Bo, becoming a white-haired old man holding a wheel in his left hand and a fan in his right hand.

I walked over and picked up the head of the stone sculpture that had fallen to the ground, and after just one glance, I frowned: "How do I look like I've seen this face somewhere?" ”

Someone next to him said in a trembling voice: "That...... Isn't that the ancestor of Mojun Village? ”

"He's my uncle!" "Fourth brother, hurry up and take a look, is that your father?"

When I turned my head to look over, I saw a ghost that looked very similar to the stone carving.

The ghost also said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Yuan, can you show me the stone carving?" ”

I handed the stone sculpture to the other person: "Are you sure this stone sculpture is your father's appearance?" ”

"Sure, you can't be wrong!" The man nodded, and I took the stone sculpture again and slapped it on top of the stone sculpture's head.

The outer skin of the stone sculpture exploded on the spot, revealing the skeleton wrapped inside.

The ghost froze for a few seconds, then hugged the skeleton and cried.

I walked straight to the stone sculpture of the bird's body, and split the stone sculpture several times in a row, only to find that the belly of the bird's body was actually a hollow painted with runes, and the green fire remaining in the statue also overflowed from the hollow bird's belly.

Even if the people of Mo Junzhai were not warlocks, they could tell that this stone sculpture was powered by the ghosts of their ancestors and launched a wind gust.

Mo Heng gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone, protect Mr. Yuan and continue to walk inside." The ...... of our Mo military village"

"Even if the whole army is wiped out today, we will open this secret realm."

After the disciples of Mo Junzhai lined up again, the anger on their bodies was churning like fire, and from a distance, they could only see the general outline of a group of people and the blood-glittering eyes in the black qi.

I don't know if people will be able to break through and become among the masters after being severely stimulated as written in the novel. However, I know that after a ghost is stabbed-excited, there is a 90% chance that it will turn into a frenzy in an instant.

Once a ghost becomes a ghost, its strength will be doubled.

These disciples of Mojunzhai in front of me are like this.

However, I didn't have the slightest hint of joy.

Although the strength of these ghosts has skyrocketed, most of the ghosts will lose their minds under the impact of resentment and anger after they become stronger, and they will kill people when they see them.

If I can't defuse their anger in a short period of time, the disciples of Mo Junzhai will become a barrel of gunpowder next to me, which may to pieces at any time.

Qin Yun whispered to me, "You shouldn't have revealed the secret of the Fengbo statue in front of them. ”

Before I could speak, I heard Mo Heng ask in a deep voice, "What are you talking about?" ”