The ghost general Zhang Fei waved his hand, and eight hundred soldiers and horses went into battle in armor, appearing in the hall out of thin air, and the momentum was monstrous!

Even after a hundred years of death, they are no longer the invincible scout vanguard of the Yelang Country;

But the moment those green heroic spirits appeared, the illusory body still lifted the reins and rode the horse, maintaining a charging posture, and the tip of the knife pointed at Mu Yun!

The space of the main hall was almost unstable because of the murderous aura of the Heroic Soul Soldiers and Horses, which almost condensed into water. Fortunately, the ghost stretched out Zhang Fei's hand, and there were golden silk threads flying like fireflies, automatically mending the sky. That was when he had not yet been reduced to a ghost general and an orthodox mountain monarch, and the golden body of the precious god was incomparably precious.

Mu Yun frowned, he was generous!

He glanced at the ghost general, and said in his heart, this guy is not black, but he is really a handle, and he has blood!

You must know that in the legend of Yelang Guoye's history, Zhang Fei and his generals launched a life-and-death battle with the powerful neighbor Qiu Ying in the 100,000 plains, and it was this battle that led to the annihilation of the scout battalion, and no one survived!

With the flesh and blood of 800 men, they blocked the 30,000 iron horsemen of Qiu Yingguo.

No one who fights is a corpse!

The heroic spirits of those good men were also fragmented and unable to escape into reincarnation, and finally wandered between heaven and earth, reduced to poor lonely ghosts;

Because they have no corpses, and are even forgotten by their relatives, they don't even have a simple tomb with a dirt bag, let alone enjoy the incense of the afterlife, and they will disappear between heaven and earth at any time.

And Zhang Fei, after a hundred years, gathered all those remaining lonely souls and wild ghosts, which is obviously a huge price!

This moment is worth a million words.

Mu Yun suddenly understood him a little, why he was in cahoots with the rat spirit jade tree.

As a man, who can not encounter a few bad things that will break your spine? But you are a man, if you don't resist, who will resist? If you break your teeth, you must swallow them, and if you break your back, you have to climb hard.

You have to bear and fight, just a mountain king's seat, and a ball!

Besieged in the middle by the green illusory heroic spirit soldiers and horses, Mu Yun couldn't help but dry his mouth, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, I was just a joke before, do you really want to return to the old department and go straight to Yama?"

After speaking, he couldn't help but carry the dragon king's basket, and his heart kept beating drums.

The dragon king basket named Daxue, suppressing the dragon is definitely a first-class weapon, but who knows, against the illusory heroic spirit, can still move forward?

Not only that, "Taishang Five Thunder Correct Formula", can only be realized by elite disciples of Longhu Mountain, such as the first disciple Zhang Dou; although Concubine Zhu gave it to Mu Yun in advance, he has been quietly studying these days, and he is only enlightened by the fur, otherwise when he suppresses Bailing, he will not just put a smokescreen with the five thunder righteous method of fur, and finally have to rely on the Dragon King Basket.

Zhang Fei didn't say a word, his majestic body standing up to the sky and the earth was surrounded by eight hundred old people, and there were faint tears flickering in the tiger's eyes.

But they besieged but did not attack, which made Mu Yun's head big for a while.

"What's going on?"

Mu Yun's heart was up and down, although the cultivation of those heroic spirits was not high, but when they were alive, they were a real scout force.

And the scouts are recognized as the human army, and their combat power is the first.

What's more, Zhang Fei's scout force as the main general had gone through more than 300 battles of all sizes, and was sure to win every battle; the worst one, with a mere 800 people, fought against 30,000 light cavalry, and none of them retreated; and they dragged Qiu Yingguo as the rear hand of the strange soldiers for three days, so that Yelang Kingdom miraculously won the impossible war.

The most critical point is that the people under the mountain and the people under the mountain are not the absolute difference between immortals and mortals.

Because there is a time when the aura is exhausted, and the human beings who are determined to fight to the death can be endless.

Some prosperous secular dynasties, such as Great Xia, had a heavy cavalry iron array, gathering the strength of 8,000 people, which can punish the cave realm, and the strength of 30,000 people, which can punish the lake realm, and so on, the power of millions of people, can even force an immortal in the Yuanying realm to death.

Obviously, this Heroic Spirit Army in the main hall can strangle at least one Seven Realms and Guanhu Monk!

Because under the personal pressure of the ghost general Zhang Fei, the aura within a radius of a hundred miles is endless, and those heroic spirits can be resurrected infinitely.

In the face of absolute strength, all intrigues and tricks are empty talk.

Mu Yun's expression was solemn, he recited a mantra, Xu Xiake and Liu Haoran were released by the Dragon King Basket and appeared in the main hall.

Liu Haoran, who had already seen the scene of Mu Yun's deception and suppression of Bai Ling, knew that he was also a righteous gentleman like Brother Xu, and at this moment he admired him;

It's just that he scolded too hard before, but he didn't know how to get along with Mu Yun at this moment, he was ashamed, lowered his head and hugged his fists and said, "Brother Mu." ”

Mu Yun returned a punch: "Brother Haoran, I have been offended by concealing my identity before. ”

Xu Xiake was still naked, carrying the ghost-headed knife on his back, and the sword wound on his chest had healed.

Mu Yun asked, "Brother Xu, can you still punch?"

Xu Xiake said briskly: "Why not!"

He said dissatisfiedly: "After getting your message, I absorbed the blood of the evil dragon in that birdcage, and I was full of strength all over my body. It's you, I'm punching and I'm going to knock that rat out of the, why are you calling me out?"

The next moment, without Mu Yun's introduction, Xu Xiake and Liu Haoran had already seen the tense situation of the three of them surrounded by swords.

Xu Xiake carried the tiger head knife and said with a smile: "Good guy, in my lifetime, I actually let me see the most daring team in the history of Southern Chanzhou, what an honor!"

Liu Haoran asked in a low voice: "These are all Zhang Fei's generals?"

The ghost general Zhang Fei, I don't know when, put on a suit of armor, and he is no longer a ghostly and ruthless appearance.

He stood up, and the sound of the clash of armor was incessant, as if to bring people back to the battlefield where the black clouds crushed the city.

Zhang Fei rode on a batch of green illusory war horses, that horse, which should have been his mount before his death, was cut off by a horse chopping knife, and pierced through the abdominal cavity by an iron shuo, it was so majestic and high-spirited, carrying its master, standing between heaven and earth!

And the 800 generals, who had no heads, or no bodies, or no limbs, were not afraid of death.

Zhang Fei was condescending and said loudly: "Young man, are you really the heir of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain?"

"That true person with mana power, the Great Heavenly Master, is your master?"

Xu Xiake and Liu Haoran all looked at Mu Yun when they heard the sound.

Because what the three words of Longhu Mountain mean, there is really no need to go into details.

The seven continents on the sea are vast, and the southern Toadzhou, as one of them, has dozens of large and small countries, countless mountains and rivers, and countless sects on the mountains.

And Longhu Mountain, among the starry mountain sects in the southern Toadzhou, is the absolute bull-eared one.

Even the Xuandu Temple, which has boundless power, the Baiyun Temple, and even the Confucian Academies and Buddhist Temples that are distributed in the land of the Seven Continents, cannot be replaced.

There are three people in one door, and at the time of the upper five realms, not counting those old guys who are closed to life and death and don't know whether they are alive or dead, who dares to compare with them?

Mu Yun didn't have time to answer, Zhang Fei dismounted in armor, walked up to him, and knelt down on one knee.

"Yelang Guoxiao rode Du Lieutenant Zhang Fei, with eight hundred old departments, immortal spirits, see the real people of Longhu Mountain!"

As Zhang Fei knelt down for him, the eight hundred undead who were waiting for him and besieging him dismounted at the same time, and the sound was uniform, and the sound shook the sky: "See the real people of Longhu Mountain!"

"What's this going on?"

Although he didn't fight, Mu Yun couldn't be happy, because as far as he could see, there were all green undead, like a sea of grievances.

They were all living people!

He didn't know what to say.

——

"Chen Erxiong!"

"In!"

Zhang Fei said: "Chen Erxiong, born as a tenant farmer, enlisted in the army in twenty for the reduction of forced labor, and has a wife and children. He went out with me in two hundred battles, slain three hundred enemies, and died on the plains of one hundred thousand. At the time of the war, the child in the family was still one and a half years old, and there was no grandfather to hurt him since. ”

A decapitated heroic spirit stood out in response, chest straight.

"Feng Deshui!"

"In!"

Zhang Fei said: "Feng Deshui, born in Tanhualang, sat on the cold bench of the Ministry of Officials for three years, couldn't wait for the opportunity to go out, and enlisted in the army for the sake of livelihood. When he first went to the battlefield, he was afraid to fight, and he was laughed at by his robe. After accumulating merit to become a third-class lieutenant, he could have been promoted to the military department, but for the sake of his robes, he refused to be transferred. Died in the battle of 100,000 plains, covered the robe, killed three enemies, and was pierced through the heart by random arrows. ”

A heroic spirit with arrows all over his body brazenly stepped out and punched Mu Yun.

"Lao Zheng!"

"In!"

Zhang Fei said: "Lao Zheng, name unknown, forty years old. has passed the age of discharge, and for the sake of the territory of Yelang Country, he refuses to retire from the army. When he died in battle, he was a scout battalion man, smashed the pot and put on armor, and killed twenty-six enemies. When he died in battle, he was cut off by the enemy captain. “

A heroic spirit with no limbs, grinning, I am in the country of Yelang, and the land is safe.

"Guo Xiaolin!"

"In!"

Zhang Fei paused, choked up, and said loudly: "Guo Xiaolin, the son of the scout camp, my deceased father is my personal servant." Twelve in the army, when he died, he had just turned fifteen years old. Xiao Linzi's wish in his life is to be a general with 100,000 troops in his hands, and to dedicate the mighty general's armor in front of his deceased father's soul. ”

"On the eve of the war, Xiao Linzi just received an order from the Ministry of War and was about to go to the Ministry of War for training. But he hid the order, saying that he would die for his father, accompany those old brothers, and finally fight a battle. ”

A young heroic spirit with a childish face rode out of the horse, like a horse stepping on a flying swallow.

"And Jock!"

"In!"

Zhang Fei said: "Lao He was once a military general from the fifth grade. Disobeyed the general's order and was demoted to sergeant. He said that when a man is alive, loyalty is the first thing. In order to cover the people, he failed to retreat according to the orders of the officials, and he did not regret it. ”

"As a soldier guarding the land, the only thing he regrets is that he failed to kill all the enemies, and gave Yelang his fellow villagers and elders, a prosperous peace. ”

A heroic general, with three enemy heads hanging on his horse, rode out of battle, with empty sleeves.

......

Zhang Fei was like a few treasures, and said the names of the robes under his command one by one.

The three of Mu Yun were depressed and breathless, they were all iron-clad and loyal men.

Zhang Fei fell to the ground: "I gambled on the future of Shangshan Jun, and made a deal with the Yushu rat, so that I could use the secret art of poison and collect the remnants of the old department. I, Zhang Fei, aided in the abuse, I know that I am guilty of great sins, and I don't pray for mercy. ”

"I only hope that the real people of Longhu Mountain will avenge the scout camp, and let the eight hundred men under my command re-enter the reincarnation and no longer be a lonely ghost!"

Mu Yun went to help Zhang Fei and said in surprise: "What?

Zhang Fei didn't get up, and asked again: "Are you really the heir of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain?"

"This..."

Mu Yun scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "If, I say I'm not, will you let me go?"

Eight Hundred Heroic Spirits: "......"

Zhang Fei: "......"

Xu Xiake: "......"

Liu Haoran turned his face, meeting people unladylike, meeting people unladylike.

Master is right, the rivers and lakes are sinister.