Showa turned his head and glared angrily with a righteous face, as if the light of justice was flashing in his eyes: "Old Huang, don't you see the scene of corpses all over the field! Millions of witches were slaughtered and even their souls were imprisoned and turned into walking corpses and ghosts, and tens of millions of witches were displaced, lost their homes, had no food, and killed each other and even cannibalism!"

"A plan is just a plan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 I am sure that your benevolent elders have seen our holiest land being violated, and the witch people who shed the same blood as us being brutally slaughtered and even defiled into filth. Would have made the same decision as I did!"

"Huh?" Qin Feng couldn't help but be surprised when he heard the prestige. It seems that he has looked away.,It seems that this Showa is not a gentleman as he thinks.。

The righteous words made the old man Huangmei a little unreasonable: "This is war! Please think twice, this is a strategy formulated by your father and the elders." At the very least, please say a word to the Bishop. "Like ants on a hot pot, if you can use the art of sound transmission and visualization to communicate with the elders, you may be able to change the strategy of the young master. However, months earlier, an invisible war barrier had already sealed off this area for tens of millions of miles, and no sound transmission technique could penetrate this realm.

Showa did not make any concessions, and said strongly: "The battlefield is changing rapidly, what is there to say." Even if the Bishop is in front of me, I will act like this!Old Huang, have you forgotten? We are first witch people, and then witch cultivators. Suddenly there was a round of applause, and the call erupted. I couldn't help but wave my hand fiercely: "See? This is the public opinion!"

Originally, it seemed that this son's heart was not bad, and Qin Feng also planned to admonish him. However, it seems that this Showa is completely immersed in his own ideal world, so he has to give up.

......

Two hours later, Qin Feng returned to his station and immediately summoned all his henchmen. "Floating City evacuated the fortress for a hundred miles. ”

The Nightmare was immediately puzzled: "Master, aren't we helping to defend the city?"

After Qin Feng finished explaining the ins and outs of the future, everyone suddenly understood. "So, our mission was changed and we immediately ordered to do it. Try your best to save the fleeing witches and exterminate the small group of undead. In fact, this is better, it can have the effect of experience, and it can also avoid the chaotic danger of the big war!"

"Training?" the Nightmare grinned, "what a bad strategy." I like it, though. "It's just that for the choice of Floating Mountain, it seems to be a better choice than the brutal siege of the city.

Zhao Yiwen seemed to have an understanding: "Qin Feng, do you think that the Wu Clan will be defeated, so this is why the Floating Mountain will retreat a hundred miles?"

didn't answer, Qin Feng just said in a deep voice: "Just in case." I couldn't help but think of the difficult ghost cultivator I met in the undead moat at that time, as well as the demon ape skeleton in the infancy stage.

......

After a few days, the whole team was led by Zhao Yiwen, Nightmare, and Zhu Teng on the mission.

Qin Feng naturally had no interest in entangling with the low-level undead. Relying on the escape method of the space dao technique, he went deep into the hinterland of the tide of the undead. If someone familiar sees it at this moment, it will definitely not be able to recognize it. His hair and beard were exhausted, his skin and bones were covered in bones, and he didn't even have a trace of good breath, just like a high-level corpse witch.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, the whole world seems to have turned into scarlet. Hundreds of red pillars of light converged in the distance, and countless resentful souls wailed, not knowing what kind of demon cultivation treasure they were cultivating or what high-level ghost corpses they were summoning.

"There are so many?" Qin Feng couldn't help frowning, he had gone to the red pillar of light a few days ago to investigate. But he didn't expect that there would be a ghost in the Dan period who was proficient in divine thoughts, and he was seen through the disguise, and won a big battle with great difficulty. However, he harvested a gas-like orb that condensed but did not disperse red.

I was afraid that there would only be just as many undead at the Yuan Infant level stationed in the distance, Qin Feng suddenly stopped, thinking about whether it was time to withdraw. There is more than a month of this month, and the results are quite fruitful, a ghost soul of the ghost of the Dan, more than ten foundation-building ghosts, but also a lot of gains.

However, Qin Feng didn't have any joy, as far as his eyes could see, all kinds of undead creatures had spawned beyond the horizon and were heading towards the fortress.

In a trance, a powerful ghost with a hundred eyes and more than ten tongues under Qin Feng stopped his steps. Only the nostrils of the two holes sniffed vigorously, looking at Qin Feng who had turned into a corpse witch suspiciously. "Live, man?"

"Oops. Qin Feng secretly screamed that it was not good, at the beginning of the battle with the ghost of the Jie Dan, this monster discovered his hidden flaws, and decisively left with the wind.

Almost at the same time, a whisper of the dementor came from his ears: "I have finally found you, the living." Do you still want to escape after killing so many of my subordinates?" A figure flew out of the red light not far away, flying in the direction of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng subconsciously grasped the boundary sword: "Damn!"

In an instant, the blood shadow came in an instant. Without saying a word, several bloody spears were thrown.

"Bang. ”

The sword qi that Qin Feng slashed out with one hand was easily pierced, and the remaining momentum was not reduced and hit again.

"It's a ghost cultivator in the Yudan stage again?" his expression suddenly became solemn, and a streamer flew out of the Tianhuang Sword, turning into a flame shield.

"......Boom" There was a huge sound, and the two exploded.

The person who came was a red ghost, and the voice echoed in the void: "Funny. A foundation building monk can actually block a blow from the deity. ”

However, Qin Feng looked at this phantom and felt inexplicably familiar.

As he spoke, dozens of blood spears conjured up behind him. However, the red ghost didn't make another move, but snorted lightly, and said suspiciously: "Junior, your name is Qin Feng?"

Without answering, Qin Feng asked rhetorically, "Who are you?"

The Blood Shadow said proudly, "Ten thousand ghosts." ”

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment: "Impossible, how did you become like this?" However, what made Qin Feng even more suspicious was that although he was still a mortal at the time, he vaguely remembered the coercion of ten thousand ghosts in his memory, and he should be a Yuanying Monk.

Wan Gui said calmly: "Why do you think my name is Wan Gui? I am incarnated as ten million, and my origin is one. Then he said some things about the year, so that Qin Feng could confirm it.

Tens of millions of incarnations, Qin Feng naturally wouldn't believe it. It's just that the souls of the ten thousand ghosts are split into several parts, and they are also connected to each other and share memories. It's really amazing.

The ten thousand ghosts in front of him only had the cultivation of the Dan stage, Qin Feng was not jealous, so he couldn't help but tentatively say: "Then Lord Ten Thousand Ghosts, is the one I saw in Muxian Town your own body?"

The illusory figure of ten thousand ghosts seemed to be distorted by anger: "Presumptuous! Qin Feng, you seem to have forgotten your identity!"

Qin Feng did sit down in his heart for a long time to guess: "Sure enough!" did not answer, just floated quietly in the air. The tragic scene of Muxian Town back then is still vivid.

After a few breaths, the figure of ten thousand ghosts was able to calm down, and whispered: "In just a few decades, you have reached the foundation of the foundation, and you have killed more than ten of my ghost servants. It seems to be quite an adventure. At the beginning, Kurong and I didn't look away. Finally got to the point: "Qin Feng, now is the time for you to repay me." Of course, you will also be rewarded handsomely for it. ”

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth smiled faintly: "Oh? Please also ask Lord Wan Ghost to explain." ”

also knows that there is no kindness between the two, only naked interests and may even be hatred. The voice of the ten thousand ghosts was full of strange charm: "The seal of the undead moat was loosened for some reason, so I was able to get rid of the shackles. As you can see, my clone only has the cultivation of the Dan period, and I don't want to participate in any major events to attack the Wu Clan. I just want to refine some essence blood to restore my strength. But now, there is a great opportunity in front of you and me. ”

"This is a hidden heritage of the Wicans. It seemed that he was planning to whet Qin Feng's appetite, and Wan Ghost didn't intend to explain: "But it's not time yet." Qin Feng, gather as many people as possible. I need to use the power of the living, before that. Don't die in the war between the ghosts and witches. If possible, you'd better withdraw from this war. ”

As he spoke, a scarlet blood card appeared in his hand. Just as he was about to throw it, the eyes of the Ten Thousand Ghosts suddenly flickered: "Hey, what kind of treasure is your robe?" With that, the ghosts dissipated like a mist in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

Qin Feng suddenly felt a pity, although this blood card was full of evil aura, it seemed to be really a good magic weapon, and he had already covered up the spiritual power of Tianyan Dao Yi before.

However, what Qin Feng cared more about was Wan Gui's proposal. "Things seem to be getting more and more interesting!" However, if it is not my race, its heart will be different, not to mention the ghosts of ten thousand ghosts who slaughter the common people at every turn. However, Qin Feng didn't intend to retreat, not for the sake of the unwarranted witch treasure. It's for this cause and effect, for the revenge of Muxian Town!

"Ten thousand ghosts, withered glory. Do you think I, Qin Feng, have forgotten everything in Muxian Town?" Qin Feng laughed coldly in his heart. All his relatives and friends died in the tide of corpses. If the protagonist is replaced, he and his closest relatives will also be one of the innocent people who died in the city. Maybe none of this is right or wrong, but Qin Feng clearly understands that he is a member of the human race.