Some things don't matter if they're right or wrong, it's just because of the different heights and angles from which things are viewed.

Long Ziming's approach undoubtedly seems selfish and snobbish in the eyes of ordinary people, and even a little cold-blooded and insidious...... But as the general of Dayun, he is qualified.

Perhaps this is why he can be famous all over the world as a general as a Red Tiger, while Roger and Di Shan's sword saints have never been able to get rid of the taste of the rivers and lakes.

It's just that the general may be able to gallop across the battlefield, but he may not be suitable for this complex and unfathomable rivers and lakes

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A figure suddenly appeared in front of the three of Long Ziming, who were resting in the dense forest, the focus was on the cultivation of the three of them at the peak of the rain realm, and they didn't even notice how the other party appeared, it seemed that the other party was standing there.

Needless to say, the three of them had already judged the horror of each other's cultivation.

The dragon roared the spear, and the ghost light of the spear head flickered. Roger's sword was unsheathed, and the cold light continued to swallow. Di Shan was dressed in agitation, and several long swords loomed behind him......

In the face of this uninvited guest, the three of them were like great enemies.

"Who are you?" Long Ziming shouted in a deep voice.

The man stood with his hands in his hands, looking up at the sky, leaving only the three of them with an unfathomable figure, he did not answer Long Ziming's words, but said leisurely: "People in the red dust, ghosts in the mountains, a line of tears and a wisp of soul"

The three of them stared at each other for a moment, their faces were stunned, and after looking at each other, their eyes were already full of deep meaning. Long Ziming said in a deep voice: "It seems that Your Excellency is not good at coming?"

The masked man said softly: "This unknown matter, where do you still need to talk about it."

As he spoke, he slowly raised a hand, and a very thick black qi suddenly rose from his hand, and once the black qi appeared, it quickly spread to the surroundings, and it only took a breath before and after to completely envelop the square ...... In an instant, the yin wind in the black fog roared like a ghost, and the phantom flashed, like a lonely ghost in the mountains.

"Mountain ghosts!"

Three exclamations sounded at the same time, and the accident was mixed with indescribable shock. You must know that although the mountain ghost is strong, after all, he is also a master of the same level as Long Ziming and others, and it is far from reaching the level of the supreme in the world.

If you don't reach the supreme, you dare to find three peerless masters at the peak of the Rain-Covered Realm alone, if this kind of behavior is not to find death...... I really can't think of any other reason for a while.

After a brief shock, three cold snorts sounded in the thick black mist, and then the thick black fog began to tumble violently, like the raging waves of the sea.

It's just that there is no sound in the black mist, it seems that all the energy is isolated, only occasionally a bright light blooms on the edge of the black mist, but it seems to hit a layer of dark energy layer, only bringing a wave of turbulent ripples.

The fog was originally black, but I could vaguely see several black shadows flickering in it...... It is conceivable that those black shadows seem to be black and more pure. Black shadows are flying all over the sky, countless of them, but I don't know if it was the afterimage caused by Long Ziming and the others moving too fast, or if there was really a ghost hidden in the black fog......

Although there was no sound coming out, this kind of strange picture like a group of demons dancing around alone would make people's scalps tingle and their hearts tremble.

Suddenly, a star seemed to light up in the black mist.

The star turned from darkness to light, and then it burst out of the black mist like a dragon out of the sea, and shot out into the distance with a fiery red tail in an instant......

"Puff puff ......"

The fire dragon pierced through dozens of ancient trees in a row, and the forest immediately fell into rain, mottled and scattered...... The fire dragon finally stopped its momentum in front of an ancient tree, and its tail shook violently, revealing its true body in the fading light......

It turned out to be Long Ziming's crimson dragon-tailed spear!!

The moment the spear was nailed to the tree, the surging black mist suddenly tumbled violently, and then ...... It was a sudden collapse.

"Huh~~~~Huh~~~~Huh~~~~"

Three heavy breaths gradually sounded, and after a moment it was completely clear.

The masked man in black is gone!!

Disappeared without a trace with the black fog that had dissipated.

There were only three Long Ziming left in the field, but these three people had messy hair and disheveled clothes at this time, and their eyes were a little frightened, especially the chest that was constantly rising and falling violently...... It must be extremely tragic to tell the story of their experience.

After half a ring...... Roger, who still hadn't completely calmed down, said in a hoarse voice, "Is that really a mountain ghost?"

Di Shan's eyes were solemn, and he gasped: "These ten thousand ghosts are coming...... Who else but him can do it?"

Roger said in a trembling voice, "How could he ...... Become so strong...... I'm afraid there is a supreme cultivator, right?"

Long Ziming took a deep breath and was silent for a while, before he whispered, "It shouldn't be yet...... Otherwise, how could he keep us alive?"

Roger said with a disapproving face: "Isn't it that the Supreme can have this kind of combat power?"

Long Ziming slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and muttered softly: "People in the red dust, ghosts in the mountains...... Don't forget, most of the glory of the mountain ghost was realized in the mountains and forests......"

Roger exclaimed: "Could it be that this guy really has the ability to drive the ghosts of the mountains and the wild and the wandering spirits in the forest?"

Di Shan snorted coldly: "You are also a cultivator, how can there be any ghosts in this world?"

Long Ziming nodded and said, "Yes, it should be just him...... Some special ability......."

Several people fell silent......

After a long time, Di Shan said with a happy face: "Thanks to the amazing shot of the general, it broke through the ghost fog...... Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Long Ziming said modestly: "I also used the sword and the meaning of the two of them, otherwise I would not be able to make any contribution without any matter with my own strength."

The three of them were polite again, and as they spoke, they walked down the pierced ancient tree towards where the spear had fallen, but after a few moments, the three of them fell into a stupor again.

The last ancient tree has a clear gun hole...... But the dragon-tailed spear was gone

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On an official road dozens of miles away, there were nearly 20 people riding horses, mighty. These people are none other than the people of the Netherworld Prairie who have returned from nothing.

There were three first, two old and one young. It's just that except for the young man in the middle, who is starry and handsome, the dignity of the other two old men is really unbearable to look at.

The person on the left has white hair, and just looking at the back, there is a kind of charm of fairy wind bones. But the scar that slanted across his entire face made him look extremely hideous, almost like a Shura in a ghost hell.

The man on the right also had white hair, but his face full of old folds was even more horrible compared to his hair...... There was not a trace of blood at all. But if it were just that, it wouldn't be too conspicuous, but if this miserable face was matched with red lips that were as bright as blood...... Such a dignified face is really too eye-catching......

Imagine if this countenance appeared in the darkness...... It must be wonderful......

This man is a mountain ghost!

Easy to identify, no similarity.

However, although this mountain ghost is miserable and as powerful as a ghost, his voice is decent, no different from an ordinary old man:

"Xiaoquanzi, I really don't understand, what kind of charm does that kid have to make you so admired, and the cold wind has been blowing for a month, just to look at him?"

The young man was Wang Quan, when he heard the other party's words, the corners of his mouth lifted a slight arc, and then said: "I said, he saved my life!"

The mountain ghost pursed his lips, but this originally extremely normal action made him look more and more poignant...... He snorted lightly and said, "Even so, you don't have to almost fall out with the boss just to see him, right?

Youluo suddenly interjected: "By the way, I almost forgot to ask you, there was no mention of that kid in the news that came at the beginning, why are you so sure that he is in Xihuang Mountain?"

Hearing this, a strange look suddenly flashed in Wang Quan's eyes, and after a while, he said softly: "I don't know!"

Youluo and the mountain ghost's faces froze at the same time, and they shouted in unison, "You don't know?"

Wang Quan said as a matter of course: "Of course I don't know!"

The hideous scar on Youluo's face jumped suddenly, and he said in a deep voice: "You dare to turn your face with the boss if you don't know? You don't know that you dare to let us wait with you for a month?"

The mountain ghosts are even more ghostly...... said sharply: "I see that your kid is a mouse sleeping cat, I don't know whether you are alive or dead!"

Wang Quan suddenly grinned, and said very calmly: "I am following the teachings of the two of you."

The two were stunned for a moment, and the mountain ghost said in a deep voice: "When have we taught you like this?"

Wang Quan's face changed, and he said seriously: "This life is very short, and if you want to do something, you can do it, otherwise it is very likely that you will not even have time to regret it...... Didn't you say that?"

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and after a while, they couldn't cry or laugh.

The mountain ghost opened his mouth and was about to speak, but the next moment, his and Youluo's faces changed in unison......

The two of them jerked their heads up and looked ahead.

Forty or fifty feet ahead, I don't know when there was an additional figure...... It was as if the figure had been there all along.

Youluo waved his hand lightly, and the people behind him immediately dispersed to both sides, and at the same time, several people surrounded Wang Quan, obviously taking him as a key object of protection.

The mountain ghost shouted in a deep voice, "Where did you come from, why are you blocking my way to the Netherworld Prairie?", his voice swept away into the distance like rolling thunder, and there was a fierce wind halfway through.

The wind is raging, and the sand is flying!

Although the figure with his back to everyone was as steady as Mount Tai and did not move at all, the clothes that were swept up by the wind suddenly revealed a glittering spear head......

The head of the spear appeared, and the figure seemed to not want to continue to hide, and with a stretch of his arm, a crimson spear brought a dazzling light in the wind......

And the moment they saw the spear, the mountain ghost and Youluo were shocked, and shouted in unison:

"Dragon......'s Tail Spear?"

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