"Hurry up and inform the Nishitani Army! There are more than a dozen living people who have been ghosted!"

After an old man burst out and yelled heartbreakingly, his body stiffened and fell straight backwards.

In front of him, there stood a "human ladder" consisting of nineteen people!

Wang Xuanji, who was standing at the top of the "human ladder", jumped forward, and when his feet were off the shoulders of the disciples under him.

A huge force suddenly struck, and it slapped directly on the ground!

Hearing only a bang, Wang Xuanji smashed his whole body to the ground, setting off a puff of smoke and dust.

"Daozi, are you okay?"

The eighteen people on the "human ladder" were concerned, but none of them came down from the "human ladder".

After all, in order to form this ladder, they have suffered a lot.

There is something strange about the forbidden void in this place, using dead objects...... Ladders, long bamboo poles, and a few other things that can increase the height cannot make them look like they are five feet above the ground.

But stepping on a person's shoulder, it can be done!

Therefore, everyone can only accept the "human ladder" plan of their own Daozi.

Anyway, everyone is a monk, and it is nothing to carry a weight of several thousand catties.

As a result, the old man was scared as soon as the "human ladder" was built......

Wang Xuanji wiped a handful of nosebleeds, quickly got up from the ground, walked to the side of the fainted old man, and after taking some rescue measures, the old man woke up.

"Old man, we are not ghosts, we are Taoist priests, Taoist priests who subdue demons and eliminate demons." Wang Xuanji's words had just been finished.

At the end of the long street, a heavy footstep suddenly sounded, and everyone followed the voice, only to see a soldier in silver armor, with hundreds of soldiers holding spears, rushing towards the "human ladder".

The soldiers led by him saw that Wang Xuanji was holding a "fallen old man", and he shouted from a distance: "Bold ghosts, dare to do evil in Xigu City!" ”

Wang Xuanji glanced at the old man helplessly, and said with a smile: "Old man, you help me explain to him, I didn't hurt you, I'm really not a ghost!" ”

Swish!

The old man didn't know what was coming, so he hugged Wang Xuanji when he went up, and then he shouted at the soldiers who came over: "General! The old man has restrained this ghost! You must avenge the old man! ”

Wang Xuanji: ......

Disciple of Tianzong: ......

"Forget it, you guys come down." Wang Xuanji waved his hand and signaled the ladder behind him to dissolve: "This is inevitable, there will be a fight." ”

The disciples of Tianzong are also quite powerful, and at the critical moment, none of them are ambiguous, and they are pressed to the ground by the prohibition in the air in an orderly manner!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After the Xigu army surrounded them, the disgraced group also blocked in front of Wang Xuanji and confronted them.

"Tell me, it was you yourselves who came out of these Taoists...... Or shall I use this spear to stab you out? "The silver-armored soldier has a bright silver spear in his hand, and a special luster flows on it.

Wang Xuanji patted the old man on the back, and the old man tightly wrapped his arms and hung down.

After placing it on the ground smoothly, Wang Xuanji pulled out the three-foot Qingfeng behind him, and said lightly: "We are Taoists, if you don't believe it, then there is no other way." ”

"Array! Curse the evil! ”

Wow!

Hundreds of soldiers fanned out, and one after another bright silver spears staggered back and forth, slowly approaching Wang Xuanji and them.

The battle was about to break out, and Wang Xuanji and the eighteen disciples went up together and fought with the other party!

The clashing of blades rang out incessantly, and the battle was almost one-sided.

Even though those soldiers had some cultivation and were proficient in the combined attack formation, their invincible silver spears did not play all the roles they had in the past.

I watched as soldiers were either kicked away or knocked down....... The silver-armored soldier was stunned: "You and other ghosts, why aren't you suppressed by the silver spear!" ”

Wang Xuanji casually picked up the spear in the hands of the silver-armored soldier with a sword in his hand: "I told you a long time ago, we are all Taoists, not ghosts." ”

Swish!

Feeling the chill on his neck, the silver-armored soldier took a sip: "Since you are not a ghost, why do you pretend to be a ghost?" ”

"We only built a human ladder to find someone." While Wang Xuanji put away the Qingfeng Sword with his backhand, the last soldier was also kicked to the ground.

But after half a cup of tea, all the sergeants were defeated!

Of course, this is already slow.

After all, Wang Xuanji and the others had never used the lethal Dao method, otherwise, the hundreds of people in front of them could only be killed by Wang Xuanji with a sword.

"Looking for someone?" The silver-armored warrior's gaze fell on the word "Heaven" on Wang Xuanji's chest: "What is your relationship with the group of Dizi Dao people who appeared in the barracks?" ”

Dizong!

Wang Xuanji hurriedly replied: "That's our gang, but it's also a competitor, do you see a scholar?" ”

"Scholar?" The silver-armored soldier paused and said, "There are not many scholars in the West Ancient City, but it is not too few, I don't know which one you are talking about." ”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A loud and long bell rang from the east side of Westvalley Castle!

The face of the silver-armored soldier changed abruptly: "The ghost tide is coming!" Go to the East City Gate! ”

He hastened up from the ground, and the other soldiers behind him also got up, picked up their spears, and ran as fast as they could to the east.

"Ghost tide?" Wang Xuanji didn't mean to stop them, but just beckoned a group of disciples to follow.

......

"Ghost Tide! The ghost tide is coming! ”

"The old and weak, women and children hide in their homes, don't come out!"

"Young man, go to the East City Gate with Lao Tzu to help!"

On the long street, hundreds of people ran one after another.

Although it looks chaotic, it is well organized.

The old and weak women and children returned to their houses, and one by one, the young men, whether they were setting up stalls or walking in the streets, organized themselves and ran towards the east. What surprised Li Qingshan the most was that those young vendors actually hid a lot of silver weapons.

Most of these weapons are extra-long machetes and some short guns.

It seems that in this world, silver has a special suppressive effect on the ghosts outside the city?

A vendor who distributed weapons saw Li Qingshan and Ye Qinglong standing at the intersection.

He even rushed up and stuffed a machete into Li Qingshan: "Go to the East City Gate, the ghost tide is coming!" ”

"Girl, find a place to hide!"

In the next sentence, the young vendor was the young man who continued to hold a large bundle of weapons and continued to look for the uncontained object in his hand.

Li Qingshan and Ye Qinglong glanced at each other, and the former weighed the weight of the machete in his hand: "This weight is not light, do you want it?" ”

Ye Qinglong shook his head: "Why didn't he give it to me just now?" ”

"Do you think you should hide?" Li Qingshan smiled indifferently and continued: "The team is leaving, presumably everyone who has entered the secret realm has heard the bell. ”

"We just need to go to the East Gate and wait for them."