Chapter 671: Ten Thousand Souls Claustrophobic Realm (6)
All Souls Claustrophobic Realm (6)
At this time, the remaining four people were all in the Spiritual Baptism Period, and if they were just facing an ordinary legion, the team of hundreds of people would naturally not be able to stop them.
However, what is facing it right now is a team of ghost pawns who have won the mystery of the formation, although it is not a powerful combination of Yin soldiers and ghost formations, with the close cooperation of hundreds of people, it is not difficult to block the four people.
To be honest, if it weren't for the exhaustion of these monks' combat power in the hope of capturing them alive, these eight Judges would not have been able to escape here, let alone persist in getting to where they are now.
The four of them had a secret mind, and they pointed in one direction before they could suddenly swoop a few times, "Whoosh," seven or eight large nets were already in the air.
"Be careful, don't get caught in these nets. A monk held a spear in his hand, and threw it upward, and in an instant he stirred up several large nets, but he also made his spear wrapped in a large net, and it was impossible to use his marksmanship as smoothly as before.
A short sword-wielding monk next to him finally covered the other one after avoiding two large nets one after another.
Fortunately, a companion beside him struggled to help him block a few moves, so that he was able to cut through the big net and get out of the trap in a hurry.
However, just when Fang Caiqi was busy cutting the net to save himself, he was also shot in the thigh, and he immediately bled nonstop.
The ten ghost pawns who were in charge of throwing the net missed a single blow, and they didn't stop much, they pulled away and left, and the other ten ghost pawns had already walked quickly with ten large nets.
"Retreat!" the monk with the spear beckoned, leading the crowd away, and since the monk with the sword left alone, the crowd seemed to be headed by him.
However, the monk who had injured his thigh could not keep up with the pace of the other three at this time, so he barely moved a few steps, and then fell to the ground.
At this moment, three or four large nets of "whoosh...... were already throwing down towards him again.
"Ahh......h
"This bastard wiped his neck, it's a pity, it's a pity!"
The ghosts sighed as they cleaned up the man's body and continued to hunt down the remaining three.
Xiangqian was in an extremely embarrassing situation at this time, and he was reluctant to make a move before, and he also hoped that these people would be able to break out on their own, and at worst, he could lead these ghosts away. Anyway, out of sight and out of mind, you can continue to lurk.
But now, if he doesn't make a move, these people will really be finished! However, he rushed out, relying on the white mouse brothers and the Gangzhu puppet and his own means, he didn't dare to say that he would kill all these ghosts, but if he wanted to save the lives of these people, he could still do it.
However, as soon as the White Mouse Brothers appeared like this, with such two highly cultivated beings, how could the ghost lord sit idly by, and he would definitely deal with it after hearing the news, so that his feeding journey in this claustrophobic realm of all spirits would have to end hastily.
Hey, the recovery of the two white rat brothers this time is really ups and downs, twists and turns!
Let's go, who makes my brother still human, and there is still a little bit of humanity. So, brother is......
Just as this guy was about to get up and come out, "Woo woo woo" "Woo woo woo" Several whimpering snails sounded in the distance.
Looking for prestige in the direction, I couldn't help but feel dry and bitter in my heart, and I couldn't make a sound.
On a plain at the foot of the slope, in the distance, two groups of ghost pawns lined up in a neat queue, and they were already striding forward.
It's over, it's over, it's someone else's reinforcements have arrived. Brothers, you ask for more blessings, buddies are now mud bodhisattvas crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect themselves, but they don't dare to talk about saving people anymore.
The scalp in front of the direction was numb for a while, and hiding behind a boulder like this was quite, very, very unsafe, as long as someone came around to take a look, and he should be exposed.
Stealth or retreat is just a first aid chapter for oneself, and both have drawbacks. It's not that those two types of exercises are not good, but with his current superficial Taoism in these two types of exercises, bullying and bullying monks below the middle stage of spiritual transformation is quite rich, but the ghost general on the other side has already entered the spiritual baptism period with one foot, in case he sees through it, wouldn't he be cocooned and self-bound!
You must know that in a state of earth escape or invisibility, you can't release the white mouse brothers or the Gangzhu puppet, so to speak, once people plan and kill suddenly, you can only sit and wait to die.
Besides, seeing that other people's reinforcements are coming again, in that brigade, if there is another major repair above the soul cleansing, he still dares to make such a move, so he really plays with fire and burns himself.
However, in this situation, something must be done, right?
The direction was moved, and there was already a plan in my heart.
On the other side, the ghost general looked up at the two teams of people coming from afar, and shouted: "They are here, the big guy hurry up, and save the credit from being robbed by others." ”
The ghosts shouted, no longer caring about the lives of the remaining monks, and just wanted to end the battle here as soon as possible. For a while, the attack was even more urgent, and in the blink of an eye, another monk was put down and captured.
"Tell them, let them come over. The ghost general commanded slowly. The trumpeter lifted the Yin Spirit Snail and blew it with a whimper.
The ghost general slowly said to himself: "I found that there is a cheap place to take advantage of, and I don't want to let them come over, but I'm afraid it's difficult." ”
While speaking, all the ghost pawns exerted their strength, and they had already beheaded one person and captured one person respectively. At this point, in the whole scene, in an instant, only the monk who wielded the sword remained.
It's just that this person is now covered in blood, and he is almost supported by one breath.
Looking at the two teams of people and horses flying towards him, the ghost general let out a long roar, jumped in the air, "swished", and shot down at the monk with three arrows in a row.
"When, when," the monk swung his sword to block the two arrows, "poof", a shot in the back had already been shot, and it came out of the chest, and the third arrow could no longer reach the enemy, "Whew," the arrow did not go into the top, and plunged deep into the top of his head, leaving only half of the arrow's wings behind.
"Hmph, sooner or later, it will still fall into the hands of the general. The ghost general fell, threw something in his hand, and said, "Take them quickly." ”
"Yes. A ghost pawn took the object and unfolded it in the air, and the object suddenly became larger, but it turned out to be a yin and yang umbrella, the umbrella surface was extremely red, dazzling red, and the inside of the umbrella was extremely black, so black that it seeped people.
The ghost pawn held this umbrella in his hand, approached several monks who fell to the ground and died one by one, and pinched out the magic tricks in his hands one by one, "Boom, sigh, sigh", and in the blink of an eye, the corpses of several people were all included in the umbrella.
Then, the man did not stop, trotting all the way, and even collected all the corpses of his companions into the umbrella.
At this moment, two armies of ghost pawns had arrived, each of which always had the appearance of seven or eight hundred people. At the front of the two teams, the ghost guards were in teams of two, carrying seven or eight bound monks.
In the team, two ghost generals came out of the crowd, and one of them hugged his fist at the ghost generals here and said, "Hahaha, General Xie, how is the harvest?"
The ghost general who had just shot the leading monk was the so-called General Xie, and he also clasped his fists and saluted: "Accept, accept." ”
The man who spoke craned his neck, made a gesture of scrutiny, and said, "Yo yo yo, there are only three or four living people in all." This is not your usual style of General Xie. (To be continued.) )