Yan Huandan looked back at Chen Tang and sighed: "I knew that your kid would come in with me." ”

Chen Tang stepped forward and said with a smile: "A good man with three gangs, two people side by side, it is better than you alone." ”

Yan Huandan didn't say much, he was not a mother-in-law, Chen Tang came here, and he killed the enemy in total.

Yin Qi was billowing out, pouring out of the crack in the door, and a strange laugh began: "This seat seems to smell the smell of a divine object." ”

Chen Tang sneered: "Lord Song Siming, don't come unharmed. Thank you for the doppelganger soul last time, but it wasn't enough, so I'm coming to you again. ”

Song Siming said calmly in the door: "Don't be ashamed, since you have come in, stay with this seat." In my tomb, there are two watchdogs missing. ”

There was a babbling sound, and the huge bronze door opened a little on both sides.

Whew!

Clusters of black shadows rushed out, carrying a momentum like a golden iron horse, the hooves of the horses were hoofing, and the horses were neighing.

This is a large group of Yin soldiers on horseback, looking more realistic, all tall, all dressed in black armor, dancing knives and guns in their hands. Their faces, all wearing the kind of covering helmets, were eerie and hideous, revealing a pair of pupils, shimmering and green, as if they were two burning ghost fires.

There are all black horses under the seat, and their shape is different from the horses in the world. It is the armor worn by the Yin soldiers, and it is also rusty, with a strong Yin Qi attached to it.

The Yin soldiers slaughtered, the banner was swaggering, and a big "Song" word was clearly written on it.

Chen Tang had long known that as a Yin Si giant, Song Si Ming had a considerable number of Yin soldiers under his command, and it was unknown how many there were. However, compared to other orders, I am afraid that it will fall behind. Or it is that he suffered a defeat and lost part of his troops, so he desperately wants to subvert Panzhou and refine the population of tens of thousands of people.

Yin soldiers are different from yin souls, to make an analogy, if yin souls are flat-headed people, yin soldiers are regular army armor. There is a big difference in individual strength, and even more so in a group.

The number of Yin soldiers who rushed out of this group was about 100, and the pressure that could be put on Chen Tang was far greater than the thousands of Yin Spirits outside.

Yan Huandan shouted: "Boy of the Chen family, you can sweep the battle for me for the time being." ”

Both of them understood that this first team of Yin soldiers was just a small temptation of Song Siming, belonging to the first wave of troops, and they didn't know how many there were later.

Yan Huandan didn't take out the sword, and suddenly untied a gourd from his waist, and looked at the appearance, it was the Xuanyin gourd given by Chen Tang at the beginning, which was used to hold wine. He opened the stopper and poured a large gulp of wine into his mouth, which bulged and squirted.

Rumble!

What spewed out was not wine, but a fire dragon, and with the blessing of true qi, there was a flying fire in the sky.

Zizizizi!

The sparks fly, and as soon as they fall on the Yin soldiers, they will immediately burn.

This burn made the Yin soldiers cry wolf, and before they rushed closer, most of them were already extinguished by the fire.

Chen Tang looked at it later, and knew that the fire that erupted was by no means ordinary, and the ghostly ghost thing was restrained by thunder and fire.

Yan Huandandan: "Dead old ghost, even if you send Yin soldiers out, burn as much as you want." ”

The Yin Soul outside is damaged, Song Siming doesn't care, this Yin Soldier is different, refining it takes a lot of effort and time, and it also consumes Yin Qi, and it is not easy to raise soldiers. The first batch of Yin soldiers who came out were tempting, but they were by no means cannon fodder, and unexpectedly they gave people a fire and burned them. Song Siming clearly understood that Yan Huandan's Taoism was much higher than before.

There was a babbling sound, coming from the ghost door, apparently opening a little more.

Gotta get it!

The sound of horses' hooves became denser, and hundreds of Yin soldiers rushed out.

Whoosh!

came out together, and there was a vine-like thing, I don't know how long, soft and ruthless, like a giant python that had become a sperm, and rolled towards Chen Tang fiercely.

Chen Tang saw that it was the branch of the yin-yang tree, and he was coming at him, afraid that he was going to snatch the sword box.

The sword box is a treasure, which can collect the yin, because of the qi of heaven and man, which is mysterious, only Chen Tang can control it. But the treasure touches people's hearts, and it can also move the hearts of ghosts, Song Siming discovered the existence of the sword box, and wanted to keep it for himself. Even if you can't use it, if you can take away such a restraint treasure, sink it into the underworld, and bury it, it is equivalent to one less natural enemy, so why not.

Not to mention, Song Siming was eyeing the sword box, and he must have other plans. However, in the capital, with the help of the hands and feet of the head changer, it was destroyed by the Futu Dao people, and he returned in vain.

Chen Tang held the broken jade sword in his hand, looking for a flaw, and slashed a sword on the branch, with a sonorous sound, like cutting iron and stone.

He had expected the tree's tenacity. wanted to save Yan Huandan, but it took a lot of effort, and finally stimulated a sword qi to stab the body of the tree. The ordinary utensils in the world are very difficult to deal with.

Sou!

If the branches are spiritual, the branches are tactful, and they want to tie up Chen Tang.

Chen Tang calmed down, dealt with it with his sword, and for a while, it was difficult to solve.

Yan Huandan over there is not idle, a fire dragon before, it is a magical means, turning wine into gas, and when the qi meets the wind, it becomes fire. A sip of wine, a sip of real gas, is powerful. However, the loss is not small, and the Yin soldiers sent by Song Si Ming were originally for the loss of Yan Huandan and Chen Tang.

"Boom!"

The horse's hooves were flying, and a burly armor soldier was holding a double axe, and behind Yan Huandan, who appeared like a ghost, he slashed down with an axe.

Yan Huandan dodged sideways and threw a punch, but he hit a void, and the other party disappeared out of thin air.

"Shapeshifting?"

Yan Huandan called out, knowing that it was not a Yin soldier, but a Yin general.

In the Yin Division, just like the Yang, the hierarchy is clear, and the high and low are divided. Like Song Siming, he stood on the top of the pyramid, and there were city god judges and others under his command, as well as Yin generals and others, who were responsible for commanding the Yin soldiers. Compared with the Yin soldiers, the Yin generals have a certain amount of wisdom and have magical powers, which is not easy to deal with.

This ghost will ride a horse, his body is fluttering, one time east, one time west, the sound of east and west, constantly attacking Yan Huandan, as long as the slightest flaw is exposed, it is the end of being broken by the giant axe.

"Broken Cauldron!"

Chen Tang let out a low cry in his mouth, his eyes were firm, his sword light was like a man, and a sword slashed firmly on the branch of the Yin and Yang tree.

This sword contains an indomitable sword intent, and there is a blessing of true qi on it, and it is full of infusion, making the sword edge unmatched.

"Ahh

The branch was slashed, splattering with blood, followed by a howl of pain. Hey, he quickly retracted back to the ghost door and closed it.

"Phew!"

Yan Huandan shouted, like a thunderbolt on the ground, shaking the surrounding Yin soldiers to be stunned. In the void, the ghost general appeared in form, and he wanted to hide, but he was hit by a huge fist, smashed all over his body, and even the ghost couldn't do it.