The rolling and crushing yin qi frenzy suffered a great loss in front of the Dao Treasure that Ye Zhiqiu had spread out. All the fierce ghosts who rushed into this square land boundary were all devoured and digested by the "Mountains and Rivers Society Map" in an instant, which in turn enriched the heritage of this Dao treasure.

Ye Zhiqiu's face was calm and quiet, and on the battlefield of the ghost domain where the sound of fighting shook the sky, he slowly and methodically picked up a glass cup, which was filled with the essence of yin qi after the purification of yin spirits and ghosts.

It is so pure, the green color, thick like a piece of ice jade, and like the spring water that is wrinkled by the wind, with layers of spiritual energy ripples, such a beautiful scenery is not only fascinating, but immediately held by his hands, raised his neck and took a sip.

Even the body of a true immortal cast in copper and iron, drinking the wine of yin qi brewed by killing and death, made Ye Zhiqiu inexplicably moved. It's a pity that this degree of shallowness can't shake or even affect his Dao nature.

"These fierce ghosts who have been urged by the resentment accumulated by the dark side of heaven and earth for thousands of years, and who come to send them to death desperately, will be completely purified by the Dao to Baoshan River Shejitu. After they return to their original roots, I will send them to the Cave Spirit True Heaven and hand them over to the demon immortals of the Five Poison Dao Veins, especially the Hundred Divine Divine Monarch Wu Gong, and let him dispose of them. ”

Thinking of this, the bamboo forest burrow transformed by Dao Bao suddenly made a faint vibration, as if he refused to allow Ye Zhiqiu to do so. He thought about it for a while, immediately understood, and smiled.

"This road is not well considered, and I almost forgot that there is a small world in the treasure of the avenue. Once these Yin Spirits are thoroughly purified, they can directly settle in them. Or return to the young and strong period before his death, live in this small world, male farmer and female weaving, and live a plain but warm pastoral life. Or turn into a baby and start all over again. ”

As soon as such a mind came out, the vibration of the Mountains and Rivers Society Diagram slowly subsided, and Ye Zhiqiu estimated that what he was thinking and thinking was just in line with the needs of this Great Dao Treasure, so he also nodded lightly with satisfaction.

Thousands of fierce gods and evil ghosts were driven away by the arrow array of the Great Qin Legion, and the death frenzy that was actively set off by the forced fire was finally resisted by the mainstay-like Ye Zhiqiu, and the almost perfect avalanche-like offensive suddenly collapsed a corner, and was even cut in half from it.

This move not only greatly boosted the morale of their own side, but in turn caused a serious weakening to the enemy, and many cunning ghosts and gods, who were as cunning as foxes, had already smelled the smell of danger, not only slowed down, deliberately delayed retreat, and were even ready to turn around and flee at any time.

The fierce ghosts, carried away by anger, rushed towards the army garrison without slowing down. Before the rolling forward approached, the "hundred-faced ghosts" formed by hundreds of flying heads and barbarian heads immediately opened their blood-soaked eyes and glared fiercely at these fierce ghosts.

In an instant, dozens of blood-colored eyes swept away, and hundreds of ghosts in the front evaporated out of thin air, and where the aftermath passed, the wounds were like fire, constantly spreading to the whole body, unless they were cut immediately, but in this way, the fierce ghosts were not far from being completely ashed.

On the simple city wall where the army was stationed, there were hundreds of "hundred-faced ghosts" floating, turning and shooting blood-colored eyes every three breaths, so that in the vanguard of the yin qi frenzy, hundreds of fierce spirits and ghosts evaporated one after another, and even the city wall could not be approached.

After ten breaths, the hundred-faced ghosts exhausted their mana, reduced it slightly, and absorbed replenishment from the main body of the flying head man. Thinking that the enemy was on fire, the spirits roared and rushed madly closer.

At this moment, the head of the Luotou clan was attached to the clansmen, and the "Hundred Heads of the Underworld" condensed appeared. Ninety-nine eighty-one heads, and at the same time, ghost hair as black as ink stretched out, tough as iron wire, soft as a boneless viper.

Just stretched out, like an iron broom sweeping left and right, the fierce ghost couldn't react at all, and was directly cut into thin slices by the ghost hair, and a large piece died in an instant, and the roaring fighting sound died down instantly, and the battlefield once returned to a rare calm.

It's a pity that the number of the hundred gods is too small to be as comprehensive as the hundred-faced ghosts, and there are still a small number of fish that have slipped through the net, sneaking in through the cracks of the ghost's hair. They were about to cut down the foundations of the city wall, but the hundreds of gods of the underworld were all over their bodies, and each part of the head was attached to, and they all stuck out hollow ghost bones, which looked like bone flutes at a glance, but in fact they were deadly arrows, and each locked on these fish that slipped through the net, and shot away violently.

Originally, a mass of yin ghosts could be gathered and dispersed at will, and even melted into the yin wind to void, but being shot by these hollow ghost bones could kill them in an instant. Later, the ghost hair parted into a few strands of hair, rolled up the foot-long ghost bones, and put them back in place.

This is the ghost bone dance that the god of the underworld is good at, which is not only a sacrificial dance that uses this to séance the gods and make the "headless god" come down to the sky, but also a powerful means of attack.

At this moment, a ghost god with a pitch-black body, coiled horns like a crescent moon, and the shape of a wild bull, relying on his thick skin and flesh, and invulnerability, brazenly rushed towards the city wall defended by the hundred gods of the underworld.

Even though it was swept by the ghostly hair of the two gods, the bull-shaped god just closed its eyes and bowed its head to resist the fall, and then slammed into the city wall.

Hou Cheng, the commander of the garrison here, heard the dull thunder, and then felt his body sway back and forth, almost fell down without standing firmly, and couldn't help but curse secretly: "Looking for death!"

Immediately afterward, he took three steps and made two steps, flew to the city wall, and saw the dizzy cow-shaped ghost god, and immediately became angry, his eyebrows were high, and he was obviously full of anger.

In an instant, Hou Cheng made a decision not to hide his strength, and then he clasped his palms together violently, and a dangerous red light came out from the crack in his palm, obviously followed by an earth-shattering move.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law!"

Hou Cheng stepped forward on the wall with his left foot, and after standing firmly in a posture, his hands slashed at the ox-shaped ghost god envoy, shouting Ye Zhiqiu's "secret" spell in his mouth, constantly borrowing the mana accumulated on weekdays, condensing into palm thunder, and bombarding this ghost god.

With such a stormy offensive, not to mention the courage of the Dao soldiers who followed Hou Cheng, even the Feitou Man and Luotou clansmen who came in for reinforcements felt inexplicable warning and danger when they saw this scene.

As for the cow-shaped ghosts and gods with thick skin and thick flesh, they could resist a few with their special bodies at first, but the tough cowhide exploded, and it didn't hurt the roots. However, when the palm thunder that thundered down like a storm continued to fall, it could not escape even if it wanted to, and was vividly blown into charred wreckage by the enemy's palm thunder, and was immediately swept up by the hot wind and completely crushed into powder.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but turn his head curiously, just glanced at it, nodded lightly with satisfaction, and at the same time made a comment, using the sound transmission spell to inform the army.

"Hou Cheng's mana accumulation is quite abundant, and he sent thirty-six palm thunders in one breath, and he actually crossed the rank to kill a ghost god of the underworld. From this point of view, it is also a good talent and beautiful quality, and it will have to be promoted one or two in the future!"

When the garrison army heard this, their morale was immediately boosted, and the rest of the three-way army was also encouraged, the enemy they faced was only the aftermath of the yin qi frenzy, and they didn't even have the ghosts and gods that had accumulated for years, not to mention the qi dao soldiers, even the warriors with talismans, it was more than enough to deal with them.

At this moment, the hundred-faced ghosts that had been accumulated by the flying head were finished replenishing their mana, and they flew up to the city again, first replacing the hundred gods of the fallen head clan, and then shooting a blood-colored gaze of evaporating yin to the approaching fierce ghosts.

Ye Zhiqiu knew that this was the opponent's tactic, but it was actually a ghost immortal entrenched in the core area of the Changping Ancient Battlefield, and he couldn't get on the table for a conspiracy trick, but he let the ghost reinforcements go into battle to assist the new army under his command to withstand the pressure.

Although he used immortal art to create something out of nothing, he could instantly transform into ten thousand divine weapons White Bone Killing Heart Sword, but if the army under his command was not tempered, he would not be able to grow.

"The enemies that the Doubu army will face in the future are not only the princes' armies in various states, but also the side men and left Dao who disobey the orders of the Immortal Dynasty, and even the Xianzhen of the Xuanmen Three Sects. If the hundreds of thousands of battle souls in the Changping Ancient Battlefield can't cross this threshold that is neither high nor low, then I don't have to expect too much from them. ”

After all, Ye Zhiqiu's current strength can form an army by himself, or even an enemy country by himself.