After taking a deep breath, the heart-rending cough stopped slightly. I saw a faint flush on his pale face, and a faint bloodshot on his black and white eyes.

He turned his head to the ghost immortal Zhao Kuo with difficulty, and his neck even made a crunching sound, and a hypocritical smile squeezed out of Gu Jing Bubo's face: "Poor Dao's body is decayed, and he can't even leave his seat. However, the poor road also knows that the internal and external affairs of the ancient battlefield have always been presided over by the two. Zhao Kuo is inside the main, and Zigao is outside the main. There are foreign enemies who have appeared, hindering us from turning yin into yang, and the great cause of turning thousands of miles of fertile fields into ghost domains, and we have to work together. ”

Speaking of this, the white-haired Vientiane real person coughed again, looking like he kept coughing, provoking Zhao Kuo to frown, but he showed a faint smile.

After all, from the title of the real person in Vientiane, the name of Zhao Kuo Zhao is called, but he is the name, which shows that the distance between relatives and relatives is quite obvious.

At least for now, Vientiane is on the side of Xianmenzigao. After all, both of them are famous scholars in history, and they both stepped into the path with qi refining and cultivation, and they don't have much common language with Zhao Kuo, who was born in a famous family and is good at "talking on paper".

Who knows, Zhao Kuo woke up from the closed town, and he was no longer the general of the family in the past, not only bearing the infamy given to him by Qingshi, but also having the power comparable to that of an immortal.

Zhao Guo, who was once strong in Hufu cavalry and archery, has long since disappeared in the wind, and the ruthless years have diluted the memory, including the hundreds of thousands of war souls and heroes in the ancient battlefield, who have long been homeless outcasts.

The Changping Ancient Battlefield is just a huge tomb, not a quiet and warm home, Zhao Kuo has made up his mind since the day he woke up, and he has made up his mind to lead the countless war spirits under his command to embark on the road to find his hometown.

Now, he had a vague hunch that the Taoist from the south, the immortal who was in direct opposition to the Yin Yun Ghost Domain, had the only key in his hands, and it would be a pity not to take it down.

Thinking of this, Zhao Kuo couldn't help but snort coldly: "Vientiane Zhenren, you think too highly of yourself." A mere altar of revenant souls, guiding the fierce gods and evil ghosts in the depths of the underworld to be born through the Dao, how can they be restrained by you? If you want to become the equals of the strength of the battle soul of me and the Qin army, you are not qualified enough!"

The coughing sound of Vientiane Zhenren suddenly stopped, and there seemed to be a thin anger on his face, but because the city was extremely deep, he did not attack on the spot. After all, at this time, the three parties really fought hard, but it was just internal friction and let the foreign enemy pick up a bargain.

Such an unbearable end is absolutely unacceptable to Vientiane Zhenren, so he will take a rare step back in this three-party negotiation field.

Who knows, Vientiane Zhenren's concession this time made Zhao Kuo see his reality clearly, not only did he not gain respect, but also made his potential ally, the head of the Qin army's battle spirit, Xian Menzigao, very embarrassed.

Xian Men Zigao just saw that Vientiane Zhenren was shocked by Zhao Kuo's words, and his face was very ugly, after all, he lost his face in vain, so he glanced at his allies fiercely.

Vientiane Zhenren reacted at this time, and found that he was vented by Zhao Kuo's words, and he was more or less resentful in his heart, knowing that if he still gave in and forbeared, he was afraid that he would be torn apart and devoured by both sides in a blink of an eye.

So, Vientiane opened his mouth and coughed lightly twice, and his silver-white hair was windless at this moment, like a flickering flame. Immediately afterwards, a lump of sludge-like things spit out from the mouth of the real person in Vientiane, and as soon as it landed, it extracted the surrounding yin qi, and transformed into a faceless black-robed Taoist person, with countless hideous faces of all sizes floating up and down his body, and the two grimaces on his chest and back were the largest, chanting incantations incantationally. The rest creaked like grinding teeth, making people feel soft when they heard it.

Zhao Kuo vaguely knew the details of these two ghost things, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Vientiane real people are really a big hand, and they actually summoned out all the spirits that they had painstakingly refined. This is a clone ready to flee for his life, and I don't know how many souls he devoured before he could condense and form. ”

He smelled the smell of decaying souls, like the burnt ash of gold leaf paper money, and immediately frowned, and a lot of unhappiness arose in his heart.

Under the impermeable black robe, Zhao Kuo saw the green phosphorus fire. It is actually transformed by the bones of countless dead souls accumulated in the underworld for thousands of years, and it has the power to burn the three souls and seven spirits of ordinary people, and can even pose a certain threat to the true people of the Yang God.

Whether it can cause harm to the ghosts and immortals, Zhao Kuo doesn't want to try it in person before his great wish is fulfilled. At this time, witnessing the ability of the real person in Vientiane, he finally had a better opinion of this person, but it was still not enough to interfere with the two Great War Soul Groups.

"Since the real person of Vientiane has a heart, let's deal with that Taoist. The Qin army's battle spirit has its own master, and Xianmen Zigao is only taking a temporary photo on his behalf, and he can't do it like an arm. In this case, you will listen to my orders, work together to expand the Yin and Yang Channel, vent more resentment in the underworld, and drive countless fierce souls and ghosts into a meat fence, so that they will be consumed against foreign enemies. One is beneficial to us, and the other is to hinder the enemy, and by the way, it can cut off the heroes of the ghosts who are not convinced, which is really a strategy that kills multiple birds with one stone. I wonder what you two think?"

Although Zhao Kuo's words can't be said to be all right, at least the disposal of key places, others can't say anything. Even Vientiane Zhenren was silent, after all, he showed the trump card at the bottom of the box, and he didn't show his ability, who would know the horror of the spirit, and then produce the power of shock.

At this moment, at the core of the Changping Ancient Battlefield, the two Great War Soul Groups of Qin and Zhao, which were clearly distinguished, and the Great Qin Army, which was covered in black water, moved in the arrow array in the heartland, and it was unexpectedly equipped with tendons and crossbows, a scene of ten thousand arrows firing at once.

The closest Zhao State war spirit naturally reacted, holding the shield high over the top, staggered layer upon layer, like dense fish scales, and like the tile on the roof of the palace. The outer layer of the shield is a layer of dark iron, and there are many hideous reliefs of beast faces such as gluttony and, and the three or five battle spirits resist with their shoulders, closely like a person.

Zhao Kuo learned of this for the first time, turned his head to look at Xian Menzigao, and didn't say a word, only the position of the helmet eyebrows, and the two increasingly scorching phosphorus fires showed that his mood was not as calm as it seemed.

The atmosphere in the Battle Spirit Hall instantly tensed, and if there was almost a disagreement, the three parties would fight. Zhao Kuo had to guard against it, after all, two ghost immortals and a ghost spirit, if they joined forces to besiege him, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

Xian Menzi Gao knew that at this time, the foreign enemy was current, and that Taoist had the ambition to swallow the world, and it was really not a good time for internal strife. The three ghost and immortal leaders of the War Soul Hall must gather a consensus, and it is the right thing to fight without breaking, otherwise it will consume vitality in vain and make the wise men of the world laugh in shame.

So, Xianmenzi raised his hands and spread his five fingers to show that he was not hostile. Zhao Kuo still didn't believe it at first, but in the blink of an eye, with an order, the Qin army's arrow array fired "ten thousand arrows" at the fierce gods and ghosts wandering in the Yin Yun Ghost Domain, driving them south with continuous arrows, chasing the yang qi and blood of the living.

Xian Menzi Gao couldn't help laughing: "This wave of ghost tides is menacing, and it will definitely make the enemy's ground army unable to resist." Hmph! Dare to divide troops in the ghost domain, it's really tired and crooked. ”

At this point, Zhao Kuo understood, but he would not let down his guard against the two ghost immortals from Fangshi, if the Qin army's arrow array aimed at the battle soul of Zhao State, even if there was a fish scale shield array, the loss would be quite heavy.

In this way, since the two sides have woken up, the new and old grudges that have been accumulating small frictions will completely erupt.

Zhao Kuo firmly believed that he would win the final victory, after all, in the Battle of Changping that year, the 450,000 army of Zhao State resisted the 600,000 army of Qin State, and not more than half of the enemy army was killed or wounded.

There were only 50,000 wounded and disabled troops left, and after losing the main general Zhao Kuo, and cutting off grain and grass and foreign aid, they had to surrender, but it also made the Qin State win a miserable victory for the first time, and swallowed the bitter results, after all, the battle was fought in the Qin State, and the young and strong people in the country were less than forty percent.