Seeing the bus again, the friends looked at each other a little.

And this time, Zhang Ping didn't take the lead, just looked at everyone silently.

Wang Zijun suddenly shouted, "Get in the car!" ”

As he spoke, he took the lead and walked on the bus.

The friends gritted their teeth and rushed forward. Zhang Ping got into the car last.

After seeing Zhang Ping get into the car, everyone was obviously relieved. Let's just say that the previous battle, if it weren't for Zhang Ping's reminder, I don't know what the consequences were.

Although Zhang Ping reminded very little, it was very important.

Although everyone is the same age, unconsciously, everyone has regarded Zhang Ping as half an elder; Well...... No, it's the leading party.

This time, the bus did not go 'one-stop direct', but stopped and stopped, and passed many stops, and it felt like more than two hours had passed.

During this period, Han Yuxue couldn't help but ask Zhang Ping, "Hey, you said we set it for half an hour." I feel like it's been a long time. ”

Zhang Ping did not answer.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey...... Zhang Ping's squad leader ......"

Zhang Ping finally spoke: "The dream time is still quite short. ”

"But I always felt wrong."

Zhang Ping smiled but did not speak.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Zhang Ping rolled his eyes, "You belong to a donkey!" ”

"You can understand donkey." Han Yuxue's mouth is very sharp.

After the bus circled the city almost half a circle, it finally arrived at Wangui Mountain.

As soon as I got off the bus, I saw the magnificent 'Ten Thousand Ghost Mountain' archway.

This archway, up to 100 meters high and up to 500 meters wide, is divided into five doorways, and the span in the middle is the largest.

In the center of the archway, there is a sculpture of a fairy, and on both sides are a thousand strange ghost sculptures.

There is a row of words below: Wenhui Zhenjun Town Ten Thousand Ghosts, Splendid Qiankun Enjoy Peace.

Wang Zijun's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly said: "Look, there is a long sword mark on the chest of Wen Hui Zhenjun's sculpture. ”

Everyone looked closely, and sure enough, it was so.

Liu Pengyuan reacted quickly, and immediately scolded "seriously": "Who is so immoral, he actually slashed a sword on Wen Hui Zhenjun's chest, and even injured the mountain peak." True...... It's so immoral! Scum! ”

Han Yuxue immediately agreed: "Yes, this person is too immoral, and this position is ...... It's also a bit shameless! ”

Wang Zijun's face darkened, "Han Yuxue, you stupid girl, Liu Pengyuan is deliberate, and you are also stupid!" ”

"How dare you scold me!" Han Yuxue stopped doing it.

"I don't dare to scold you. I just told the truth! ”

"That's it!" Sha Xiaoqing smiled, "Yuxue, this scar should have been attacked by Wang Zijun." ”

"Ah......" Han Yuxue was still in a daze.

Liu Pengyuan explained, "Do you remember that during the previous battle, Wang Zijun stabbed a sword into the sky, and there was a scream? ”

Han Yuxue's eyes flickered, and her voice lowered: "Then it can't be said that this is the attack of Wang Zijun!" ”

Liu Pengyuan was still smiling, his smile was full of cheapness: "If it's the outside world, of course you can't be so sure." But this is a dream. Our current world should be formed by nightmares.

Who would leave such a wound with a bright line when condensing their own statues. Not to mention women, neither do men.

So I only think of one, this sculpture is very likely to be the real body of Wenhui Zhenjun!

Otherwise, we will shatter this archway! ”

Han Yuxue immediately clapped her hands: "Okay!" ”

Okay, just to get rid of the embarrassment.

Han Yuxue also reacted, the scars on this statue were really likely to be attacked by Wang Zijun.

In order to get rid of the embarrassment, Han Yuxue of course had to actively respond to this call. Before the words fell, he had already flown up, his hands raised high in front of him.

I saw that there were colorful lights circulating around Han Yuxue's body, and then gathered on her hands. The next moment, it gathered into a colorful long sword, and the long sword was like a rainbow, and it slashed down.

This long sword is so "long", the archway that is 100 meters high, trembling under the light of the sword - shaken by the power of the long sword.

Suddenly, there was an explosion in the sky, and a palm appeared out of thin air, blocking the sword light.

The 'Wenhui Zhenjun' on the archway really came to life and turned into a behemoth with a height of hundreds of meters.

The archway under him has collapsed, and Wen Hui Zhenjun at this time is like a giant spirit god who came out of the ancient world. After turning into a real person, the wound on his chest collapsed and blood flowed out.

It's obvious. The previous Wen Hui Zhenjun was not only attacked by Wang Zijun, but the wound still can't heal!

Right now. Wang Zijun and the others attacked again. Colorful sword light lasted forever in the sky, and the sky trembled under the sword light.

Wen Hui Zhenjun let out a roar and roar, and more than a dozen palms suddenly changed from his body, trying to stop these attacks.

I don't want Wang Zijun's sword qi to directly tear through the defense, cut off layers of palms, and fell on Wen Hui Zhenjun's chest again, leaving a deep trace on another mountain peak, just forming a 'eight' character with the previous traces.

True!

Wang Zijun himself was a little dumbfounded: "Damn, it's purely an accident." ”

Everyone looked at Wang Zijun in a daze: Your attack is really accurate!

Liu Pengyuan let out a piercing laugh: "Look, everyone, this is a strong standard." This 'eight' character can participate in the calligraphy exhibition. ”

Liu Pengyuan 'laughed again and again', and Wen Hui Zhenjun in front of him completely broke out.

Her face began to distort, and the 'grimaces' around her began to come back to life, and one by one the resentful ghosts, large and small, flew into the sky, and the faces of these resentful ghosts were distorted, hideous, and terrifying, like the piercing screams of steel scraping through glass, which would make people's hairs stand on end and their teeth sour.

Affected by this, the colorful sword light in everyone's hands also began to dim and sway, like a candle flame in the wind.

Ten thousand ghosts roared in front of him, Wen Hui Zhenjun pointed at Zhang Pingren, and a mighty resentful ghost poured in.

As they advanced, the figures of these resentful ghosts shrank rapidly, but their figures also became more cohesive.

Tens of thousands of resentful ghosts roared, and the gray-black resentment covered the sky and the sun, and they wanted to bury Zhang Ping and the six people completely.

At this moment, Zhang Ping spoke again: "What are you hesitating about? When you see the enemy, don't you hurry up and fight down, and stand in front of you to hit soy sauce?

Do you want to talk about a little chivalry, and wait for the other side to attack before we fight back? ”

Everyone did not speak, because the overwhelming demons had arrived. But these resentful ghosts couldn't get close to Zhang Ping's three feet away. There were a few tough sprints, but only the void was full of flames, and these bold resentful ghosts were directly burned into ashes.

These burning ghosts set the unlucky ones on fire again.

There have been more than a dozen resentful ghosts burning around, and the rest have finally learned to be smart and dare not approach.

But more resentful ghosts surrounded Wang Zijun and the five of them.

Zhang Ping didn't give a hint, just watched quietly.

After a while, Zhao Hailong's voice came from inside the encirclement: "Sword formation, sword formation, joint attack."

Also, everyone give full play to their combat advantages and don't patronize the use of swords. Sha Xiaoqing, with a large range of freezing, gave us time to buy the sword formation.

Wang Zijun, does your Huangquan Spirit Root have a restraining effect on ghosts? Try it now. ”

At the critical moment, the former partner is still reliable - Zhao Hailong is a member of the former 'No Laughing Team' and has sufficient experience in teamwork.

Sha Xiaoqing is also a former team member, but Sha Xiaoqing has strong combat effectiveness, and usually others cooperate with him, so he is indeed inferior to Zhao Hailong in strategy.

Maybe God is fair. Sha Xiaoqing's spiritual root is excellent, but it seems that all his talents are focused on cultivation, and he doesn't know anything about strategy and other aspects.

At this time, under the command of Zhao Hailong, everyone quickly united to form a simple but efficient sword formation, and the weapons were facing outward.

Then, Zhao Hailong shouted: "Cut!" ”

But seeing the colorful sword light vertical and horizontal, the resentful ghosts surrounded by him instantly went to a layer; Then the sword array spun like a massive meat grinder.

Every time the sword array rotated, the surrounding ghosts went to one layer. In an instant, the sword array rotated more than a dozen times, and there were only three or two resentful ghosts left on the scene, big cats and small cats!

This is still Wen Hui Zhenjun's quick response, even if he gives the order to retreat. Otherwise, none will be left.

Seeing that his 'subordinates' had suffered such a heavy blow, Wen Hui Zhenjun also let out a terrible scream, and with the screams, he saw that Wen Hui Zhenjun himself quickly became hideous.

In the blink of an eye, a resentful ghost with a height of hundreds of meters appeared in front of everyone.

In the screams, everyone faintly heard the words: "You caused me to change jobs and failed in the nightmare, then let's go to hell together." ”