Rumble!

The black fog was surging, the snow field shook, the ice on the ground broke one after another, and the snow rolled on the mountain as if an avalanche had occurred.

Countless black skeletons rushed over, instantly bringing the Snow Plains Sword Sect into the gloomy hell.

Oh, my God!

What is this? How can there be so many skeletons?

The people on the side of the Snow Plains Sword Sect were shocked when they saw this scene.

The black skeletons in front of him were obviously not alive, but their aura was stronger than that of the Ghost Sect disciples just now, and there were at least tens of thousands of them.

This...... How else to fight?

Zeng Xiaoshi's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he cried out in shock, "Ghost King Corpse Control Technique!"

"Uncle Junior, what is the Ghost King Corpse Control Technique?" asked Bing Hanxue in surprise.

Zeng Xiaoshi took a deep breath and said in an extremely solemn tone: "The Ghost King Corpse Control Technique is a kind of evil art to control the dead, and it is extremely evil. ”

"The person who controls these corpses is called the Ghost King, who retains the corpses of dead warriors, refines them into dry corpses, and uses the souls of the living to settle into the brains of the corpses and become a powerful ghost army. ”

"The bodies of these ghost armies have been refined to be as hard as weapons, their attack power is extremely strong, they can be called killing machines, and they are painless and fearless, and they cannot be killed at all if they are not completely destroyed. ”

"Oh my God! The ghost army is so powerful? The Snow Plains Sword Sect and the major forces combined, the strength is less than one-tenth of the opponent's, how can they fight?"

The two little girls opened their mouths wide in astonishment, and a flash of panic flashed in their expressions.

Finished!

With such a powerful ghost army, it can't be defeated at all, so I'm afraid I can only flee for my life!

"However, you don't have to worry too much, these ghost armies should still be only half-finished, and there is no flesh and blood on their bodies, so that most of their original cultivation has dissipated. Zeng Xiaoshi slowly expressed his opinion.

Bing Hanxue nodded, and then said solemnly: "But even so, with these people from the Snow Plains Sword Sect, they can't deal with it at all!"

"They alone really can't do it!" Zeng Xiaoshi replied casually, but he was thinking of a way in his heart.

Zhao Xiaoqi frowned and asked, "Little stone, in this way, aren't we dead?"

"Not necessarily!" Zeng Xiaoshi shook his head, "I said, it's really not possible to rely on them alone, but isn't there still me?"

"You ......" the eyes of the two little girls lit up, "do you have a way?"

"Of course, any secret technique will have its own flaws, although these ghost armies are difficult to kill, but as long as the soul in their bodies is destroyed, the ghost army will be completely useless. ”

After speaking, Zeng Xiaoshi opened the Immortal Liberation Divine Pupil to the strongest state, looking for the soul weakness of the ghost army.

Outside the temple.

The army of skeletons approached at a great speed like a gushing spring.

The disciples of the Snow Plains Sword Sect and the geniuses of the major forces held the weapons in their hands tightly, holding their breath, their faces awe-inspiring, ready to fight hard.

"Run, run, run to the Snow Hall!"

Qing Xuanzi in the sky suddenly roared in panic.

It's just that he woke up a little late.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two teams collided violently, drowning out his voice.

Bang bang!

The sharp weapon slashed at the ghost army, as if it was slashed on top of a stubborn iron, making a thumping sound.

However, the attack of the half-emperor genius was indeed powerful, and many ghost troops had their arms cut off, and even their chests were penetrated, but they didn't react at all, and continued to rush and kill.

"Ah, these monsters can't be killed?

The geniuses lost their minds, but they were killed and injured by the ghost army, and after knowing that these ghosts were difficult, they hurriedly ran towards the main hall one by one.

It's a pity that now the ghost army has formed an ocean, surrounding the disciples of the Snow Plains Sword Sect and the geniuses of the major forces, and there is no way to escape.

But most of these geniuses are ruthless characters, and their hearts gradually give birth to desperate hearts, and they have burst out with the strongest combat power and attacked the ghost army fiercely.

A bloody battle broke out, stumps and broken arms flew wildly, and screams were endless.

Zhao Xiaoqi's face turned pale with fright, he grabbed Zeng Xiaoshi's hand tightly, closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at it again.

Zeng Xiaoshi had already seen the flaws of the ghost army at this time, took out the Miaoyin flute, and said, "Xue'er, you protect Xiaoqi, I will help everyone." ”

The white jade-like flute, close to his mouth, played gently.

Demon Slaying Celestial Sound!

Among the eight tones of heavenly thunder, the strongest sound rhythm stunt against evil demons.

The clear sound of the flute spilled down from the sky, like some lively and light spirits, baptizing the soul, the hustle and bustle are far away, and the dirt is removed.

The flute is gentle and beautiful, not loud, but it is clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone in the audience, so that you have to accept the baptism of music.

The geniuses of the Snow Plains Sword Sect and the major forces, when they heard the music, they were like drinking the elixir and jade liquid, and their fatigue was gone, their spirits were uplifted, and their combat power was greatly enhanced.

The ghost army of the Ghost Sect behaved on the contrary, hearing this music as if they had heard some terrifying sound, they trembled one by one, and their ghost aura was agitated.

The ghost army, after all, is evil, and is most afraid of this sacred music, and their ghosts hidden in the skeletons are frightened, either drowsy or afraid to flee......

For a while, the formation of the ghost army was in chaos, and the disciples of the Snow Plains Sword Sect and the geniuses of the major forces seized the opportunity to counterattack, and they actually defeated these ghost armies one after another.

Although the ghost army has a strong defense and is now a target, it can't withstand the critical attacks of these geniuses, and they have been blown up one after another.

The fifth-order rhythm is too powerful!

Not only suppressed the tens of thousands of ghost troops on the ground, but also affected the Martial Emperor of the Heavenly War.

The Martial Emperors of the Snow Plains Sword Sect and the major forces had clear consciousness and high fighting spirits, while the Martial Emperors on the side of the Phantom Sect were just the opposite, unable to concentrate one by one, and their demeanor was sluggish.

Under the elimination of the other, the Martial Emperor of the Ghost Sect once again fell into disadvantage.

Both sides of the war were extremely shocked in their hearts.

A flute sound actually affected everyone's minds and played a powerful role in reversing the tide of the battle.

Such an amazing magical spell was an eye-opener for them.

"Where did the seniors come?"

The two sides of the group used their eyes to find the source of the sound.

When everyone found out that the flute was only a weak-crowned young man, and his cultivation was only an eight-star martial queen, they looked at him one by one, like looking at a monster.

How did a little martial king do this?

These people are all big names with heads and faces in Xuezhou, it's not that they haven't seen sonic martial arts, but even if the sonic martial arts are played by a martial king, it is impossible to cause such an ungodly result, right?

The old man of the Golden Robe Pavilion of the Qingyu Dynasty stared wide, and exclaimed, "It's actually Zeng Xiaoshi, it's incredible!"

Soon, a large number of the ghost army died, and the Martial Emperor of the Ghost Sect also fell several times, and the Ghost Ancestor and the Black Devil were furious and roared again and again, but to no avail.

The sound waves are getting stronger and stronger, more and more sacred, like mercury pouring into the ground, pervasive.

Even, this wonderful music even the two devils were affected a little, and they were impetuous, looking at Zeng Xiaoshi's gaze to kill.

Seeing that the ghost army was getting fewer and fewer, and the ghost sect was on the verge of being defeated, the two Martial Emperors were anxious and desperately attacked the Martial Emperor in front of them.