Like a long-distance run, Ning Caichen rode the dust and was far ahead. Dozens of miles later, Taoists divined the route, and thousands of people rolled up sand and dust.

Time passed slowly, and the bright moon gradually rose. The clear moonlight falls on the earth with the breeze, illuminating the direction ahead.

Xiao Qian didn't come out of the jade pendant at this time, because the speed of her flight was far inferior to the Divine Talisman, especially now that she could drive the talisman with all her might.

Gradually, the grave mountain was in sight. The mountain is surrounded by yin winds, yin ghosts are rampant, demon beasts lurk out, and wolves and tigers roar from time to time.

Driven by Xiao Qian, the Shenxing Talisman drove Ning Caichen to rise continuously, and finally reached the top of the mountain and landed in the north of the peak.

This is the realm of Temuza.

"Marshal Temuza is here?" Surrounded by ghosts, Ning Caichen hurried forward and came to a series of graves.

The neighing sound of people and horses sounded, the tomb was wide open, and the marshal of the ghosts, wearing armor and a scarlet cloak, rode from the tomb, followed by countless Yin soldiers armed with swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

"What is the scholar looking for me?" Temuzha Yuma came to Ning Caichen and asked directly.

"The marshal once said that I recognize me as a friend, and I can come to you for anything in the future, I wonder if this can still be done now?" Ning Caichen looked him directly into the eyes.

Temuzha laughed and clapped his hands, "Of course it works, didn't I just ask you something?"

Ning Caichen glanced at the countless Yin soldiers behind him: "It's not a secret, scholar, I came here to flee for my life, and there are thousands of people chasing behind me, the marshal may solve my misfortune?"

Temuzha looked into the distance, and his face was serious: "Ben Shuai's words are a promise, you follow my generals to hide in the grave, and I will deal with everything." ”

Ning Caichen breathed a sigh of relief, and his high heart was gently lowered. Thanking Temuzha solemnly, he followed behind a faceless general and walked to the wide open tomb and went deep into the cemetery.

"Array to perform martial arts!" Tie Muzha said in a low voice, and a succession of Yin soldiers brandished swords and guns under the command of hundreds of generals, and the killing aura rushed straight to Xiao Han, the yin wind swept the heavens and the earth, and the bright moon was dim here.

Half an hour later, dozens of monks came against the wind, wanting to climb the northern peak, but were stopped by a burst of Yin soldiers with blades: "Marshal training, people stop." ”

Dao Gu came out of the crowd, with a lot of arrogance in her expression: "Let your marshal come over, I have something to ask him." ”

"Bold!" The Yin soldiers were furious, and attacked Dao Gu with swords in hand, but they were scattered by dozens of soldiers by the other party's floating dust.

Not far away, Tiemuzha looked at him and roared with a sneer: "If you dare to be so arrogant when you enter the Dao for the first time, you are really bold. The generals obeyed the order, formed a formation, and killed the invading enemy. ”

"Woo woo ......" The desolate horn sounded, and the Yin soldiers of countless phalanxes held spears and carried violent killing intent, approaching dozens of monks step by step.

Unless it is a monk who really goes to heaven and earth, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, no matter who it is, in the face of neat and dense black-armored soldiers, in the face of iron walls, steel knives and spears, and the killing aura that unscrupulously impacts the heavens and the earth, they will be afraid and have irresistible thoughts.

The army of black oppression like a dark cloud stretched silently to both sides in front of the mountain peak, diverging, surrounding dozens of warrior monks, watching them in cold blood.

"Except for that Dao Gu, the rest of the people left quickly, otherwise the army would charge and crush into powder. At the highest point of the mountain, Temuzha looked at each other with cold eyes, and his voice was full of murder and blood.

If the thousands of martial arts monks were still there, these people would still have some confidence, but at present, there were only a few of them, why did they want to find the dead to fight against the Yin Ghost army? At this moment, dozens of people slowly moved backwards.

"What are you afraid of?" Seeing this, Dao Gu's face turned pale, and her heart panicked: "The lives of these Yin soldiers are like grass mustard, and they can be shocked to death with a wave of their hand." As long as we wait for those martial arts monks behind us to come, it will be easy to break this Yin soldier. ”

"Hehe!" someone in the crowd let out a mocking laugh. A wave of your hand shook a piece to death? But there are countless pieces here, can you wave your hand?

They were only lured by the treasure that they embarked on a trip of chasing Ning Caichen for a hundred miles, not to fight the army.

The rabble, gathered for common interests, collapsed in front of the army of black oppression. No one thought about what fate Dao Gu would face when they left, who made her so arrogant, didn't she?

The abandoned Dao Gu was chilled and wanted to retreat, but found that the black armor torrent had already completely submerged it. In front of him, behind him, in the sky, and on the ground, there were knives and guns, and they were terrifying.

"As long as we work together, these fragile Yin soldiers can't hurt us at all, so why retreat? Why?" she shouted at the monks who had withdrawn from the encirclement of the Yin ghosts.

"We are not your subordinates, let alone your pillars of faith. We just come for money, get the best, and get nothing. Although these yin ghosts are very fragile, they are overwhelmingly swept over, and they are also terrifying. There are more ants biting elephants, you are so self-conscious. Someone in the crowd chanted.

Dao Gu's face turned completely pale, and her body trembled: "You rat-eyed, timid bastards!"

"Charge!" a sneer appeared on Temuza's face high in the distance, and he commanded.

The piercing shouts of killing, the sound of horses' hooves rolling like thunder, and countless spears like forests, with majestic killing intent, pierced Dao Gu's body.

The torrent of steel has already revealed its minions, and even the monks on high must tremble in this torrent.

This is the biggest capital for Temuzha to become the king of the northern part of the tomb mountain.

In the torrent of dark clouds, Dao Gu's body was glowing, and the floating dust in her hands flickered, slashing pieces of yin spirits.

No one could block her blow, she was like a 10,000-strong beheader, wantonly slaughtering among countless Yin soldiers. However, there are a lot of Yin soldiers and ghosts, and it is not something she can kill alone, and gradually, her true yuan is consumed too much, and the lethality released by the floating dust is getting weaker and weaker.

I don't know how long it took and how many Yin soldiers' lives were paid, a rusty spear finally pierced Dao Gu's chest. Blood was spilled, and Dao Gu's face was full of resentment, regret, unwillingness, and fear......

She resented her companions, and obviously working together, she could resist these Yin soldiers, and even retreated with her whole body. She regretted her actions today, what did Ning Caichen's slaughter of the power of the Demon King Cave have to do with her? Why did she stand up and show herself because of vanity?

She is not willing to fall here so sadly, she has entered the Tao, faded into the world, stepped into the immortal road, the future will be bright, but she got this kind of ending.

The guns and swords, the sea of swords, the rain sticks, and the overwhelming torrent of yin soldiers forcibly tore a woman with an unlimited future to pieces. In the final analysis, she did not die under the torrent of Yin soldiers, but died on her own character.

Character determines destiny, and it is by no means an empty phrase.