Fa Ming stood at the entrance of the ancient country, and regretted it in his heart, not ordinary regret.

knew that his master was so unreliable, and he should have been with Zhang Bairen in the first place. This time, the master kicked himself out, but he ran into the cave to look for treasures.

Everyone has selfish intentions, and so is Monk Faming!

Although Buddhism pays attention to the four major emptiness, I haven't seen a few people who can do it.

Fa Ming sighed lightly, grabbed the wooden box beside him with his palm, looked at the countless ghosts roaring out of the mouth of the cave, and quickly retreated.

Outside, there was still a steady stream of monks and warriors from all walks of life, jumping into the ancient kingdom and joining the treasure war.

In the ancient country, Zhang Bairen walked unhurriedly, and his fingers took out treasures from his sleeves from time to time to check, and if he was satisfied, he would leave them, and if he was not satisfied, he would throw them away.

After all, the IQ of the five ghosts is limited, and many things have to be judged by themselves.

I don't know when I took out a wooden tablet in my hand, and a small knife with a flickering cold light was held in Zhang Bairen's hand, only to see the knife light vertical and horizontal, and the five gods and ghosts Dafa were carved on the wooden tablet.

The power of the sun was baked and aged for a while, and the five gods hid in the wooden tablet, and casually threw it to the five ghosts in front of him: "After finding Hina Mo, I 'accidentally' passed by in front of him, and leaked out the Dafa of the five gods and ghosts." ”

Hearing this, the five ghosts saluted respectfully, then turned around and left, disappearing without a trace.

Looking at the five ghosts walking away, Zhang Bairen smiled lightly: "No one can resist the temptation of the Five Gods and Ghost Suppression Dafa." ”

The temptation of the Five Gods and Ghost Suppression Dafa can be resisted, but the qi of the five innate gods is so that there is no way to stop it.

The five ghosts sneaked all the way, and it was not very difficult to find the chicks, and when Zhang Bairen found the chicks before, he had sent the five ghosts to follow them secretly, but there were countless ghosts here, and the evil ghosts were monstrous, and the chicks could not be found.

I saw five ghosts 'inadvertently' passing in front of Hina Mo, and the innate god qi in the wooden tablet inadvertently leaked such an undetectable trace, but it was perceived by Hina Mo.

"What's that?" Hina Mo sneaked underground, feeling the magnificent, supreme, supreme, supreme qi, and was immediately shocked, and then chased after it without hesitation.

"Whoosh!" Hina Mo suddenly burst out of the ground, and the five ghosts were defenseless, and Mu Jian had been taken away.

Defenseless indeed!

One hit, immediately away!

Holding the wooden tablet in his hand, Hina Mo left in an instant without saying a word.

The sky, at this time, is really in a mess.

As the ghost kings and ghosts rushed out of the ancient country, the ghost legions under their hands gradually decreased, and the major yang gods and real people finally collided with the outer sacrifices, and they immediately became a mess.

The trip to the ancient country of Loulan made a lot of losses, if the gains can't make up for the loss, it's better to die!

"Something is wrong!" Zhang Bairen stood in the private house, looking at a dried corpse with different shapes and extremely miserable deaths, his eyes full of doubt.

Hundreds of years have passed since the ancient underground kingdom, why haven't the corpses decomposed?

"Boy, get out of here!" At this time, a Turkic warrior wandered here, and happened to see Zhang Bairen in the room, the scimitar in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and the merciless strong Zhang Bairen slashed his neck, as if he was going to cut off Zhang Bairen's neck.

"Poof"

Blood splattered, Dou Da's head rose into the sky, and the bright sword light flashed away.

The long sword was slowly unsheathed, and without looking at the headless corpse splattered with blood, Zhang Bairen turned around and walked out of the house.

Zhang Bairen didn't see it, the headless corpse was bumping around, and the martial artist's vitality was stronger than that of a chicken, I don't know how many times. The hot blood splattered on the corpse, and the dry corpse that had been silent for many years actually shook slightly in the chest, and then began to shake regularly, only to see the dry corpse suddenly stand up stiffly, and instantly bit the warrior's neck, and the blood seemed to have found a home, and the water flowed into the dry corpse.

Soon, the flesh and blood around the warrior began to recede, as if it had been deflated, and then he saw that the ball had dried up and turned into a member of the dried corpse.

"Bang!" The dry corpse jumped slightly, sniffing at the dry corpse next to him, and a slight frequency emanated, and in an instant, the dry corpse around him actually opened his eyes, and the two dry corpses jumped out of the house, and at the same time all the dry corpses on the whole street shook slightly, and they actually stood up and came to life.

The warriors of the human world were running on the land of the ancient kingdom of Loulan to find treasures and kill ghosts, and they did not notice the slightest mistake.

There were more and more dried corpses, and finally they gradually snowballed, turning into an endless army of dried corpses, spreading from the ancient city in all directions.

"It's not good! Dry corpse!" A warrior looked at the army of dried corpses in the distance, and his legs and stomach were drumming.

On the other hand, his companion was burying his head in searching for the treasures on the dead warrior's body, and when he heard this, he sneered: "What are the dry corpses afraid of?

"Run!" The companion immediately ran wild without saying a word, and the man who was looting his belongings shook his head: "T's cowardly, he is scared like this when he sees a dry corpse!"

Before the words fell, his eyes suddenly froze, looking at the overwhelming army of dried corpses in the distance, he suddenly let out a wolf cry and howled, and immediately began to flee.

The movement of the army of dried corpses is not small, and all the strong people in the ancient country have found it.

Looking at the overwhelming army of dried corpses, the faces of all the Yang God True Persons remained unchanged, no matter how powerful the dried corpses were, they couldn't fly away from the sky and couldn't beat themselves.

"Wait for the rapid retreat, lest you become the ration of the dry corpse!" Send someone to guard the exit, you must not let the army of dry corpses rush into the world and harm the world" The voice of the Yang God True Person of the Northern Heavenly Master Dao shook the ancient country, and a spell retreated from the Turkic sacrifice in front of him, and commanded his juniors in a loud voice.

When the people of the Northern Heavenly Master Daomen heard this, they did not dare to delay, and immediately began to organize their men to retreat.

The rest of the major forces also immediately retreated to their own sects, facing the overwhelming army of dried corpses, even if they cultivated to Yi Gu Dacheng, there was only one way to die.

The subordinates of the Great Daoguan and the Gate Lords retreated, but those foreign warriors and those who planned to fish in troubled waters did not listen to the decree and secretly lurked in the ancient country, waiting for an opportunity.

"Grandfather" Nalan Jing looked at the man in front of him, he was in his thirties, and he looked ten years older than Nalan Jing.

"You go out first, hundreds of thousands of corpses, even these Yang God real people are not enough to fill! After you go out, you leave this place immediately and return to the family for refuge, I am afraid that the land of Dunhuang is going to change the sky, so many dry corpses run out, I don't know how much trouble to cause" The Yang God Zhenren of the Nalan family looked at the overwhelming army of dried corpses in the distance, and his eyelids jumped.

"What about grandfather?" Nalan Jing worried.

"It's okay, the heavens and the earth are in a thought, can that trap me?" the Yang God Ancestor chuckled.

"That granddaughter is leaving" Nalan Jing didn't say much, and immediately said goodbye and left.

Looking at the background of Nalan Jing's departure, the ancestor of the Nalan family sighed lightly: "It's a pity that Jing'er's qualifications are born, but I gave birth to a daughter, and it's a pity that my skills can't be passed on." ”

In the face of the overwhelming army of dried corpses, those who retreated were just mediocre talents, and those who really dared to stay in the army of dried corpses were either outlaws or those who thought that their strength was not weak.

"Creation! Creation and transformation! This place has turned into a country of ghosts and gods, and has become a netherworld underworld, hundreds of thousands of people in the ancient kingdom of Loulan have all turned into evil ghosts, and the hundreds of thousands of vitality are infused and gathered, and they will inevitably be bred in the dead silence with earth-shattering creation, I heard that the legendary sunflower is bred in the ancient country" A touch of obsession flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of the Nalan family: "I have to get the sunflower." ”

At this time, all the Yang God True Beings and Turkic Sacrifices in the sky had stopped, looking at the surging army of dried corpses, the Southern Heavenly Master Daoyang God True Humanity: "The ancient kingdom of Loulan has turned into a kingdom of ghosts and gods, it is definitely not accidental! If I am not mistaken, in the depths of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, there must be a treasure of returning to the sun, as long as this returning flower can be captured, the dead can be resurrected, the living will be eternally young, and rejuvenated." ”

"At the moment of the corpse army, let's not fight among ourselves, we haven't seen the real heavy treasure noodles yet, let's fight, don't you think it's ridiculous?" Louguan Pai Yang Shen Zhenren smiled coldly.

"Everyone rushes in according to their ability, and whoever can get the Sunflower can be regarded as having great ability! Everyone depends on their means!"

"Rush!"

At the sound of an order, everyone moved in unison.

The master of Middle-earth, Yang Shen, is out of his body, although he is not afraid of the dried corpses on the ground, but there is a ghost king in the air blocking the way.

The Turkic and Khitan people arrived in the flesh and could not fly in the air, so they could only fight their way out of the army of dry corpses.