Chapter 110: Break This Camp for Me!

Yao Gu was obviously sent to this ghost place, and he actually obeyed Yang Lefei's dispatch, and he was very dissatisfied in his heart.

Seeing Yao Gu's domineering appearance, a trace of anger flashed in Yang Lefei's heart, Hongnong Yang's family, a famous family in the world.

Generally, later generations only heard that Yuan Shao's family was the fourth and third dukes, and his henchmen were all over the world.

But he didn't know that the Yang family at that time was definitely not under the Runan Yuan family. Yang Chang, the prime minister of the Western Han Dynasty, and Yang Zhenguan, the great-grandson of the great-grandson, are known as Confucius in Guanxi.

Zibing, Sun Ci, and great-grandson Biao can be described as the third prince of the fourth world. Yang Zhenzi and Yang Feng are descendants of high-ranking officials. In the Western Jin Dynasty, the name of Sanyang is also famous.

With such a deep-rooted gate valve family, Yang Lefei is naturally proud of his family. But now this sassy man who smells of sheep dares to do this to himself.

Naturally, Yang Lefei was full of anger, but he was helpless, at such a time, he could only swallow his anger under the fence.

I was holding back my anger in my heart, and suddenly I saw something wrong outside the camp.

Plumes of faint gray smoke slowly grew as if there was a fog.

"At such a time, how can there be fog?" Yang Lefei was shocked in his heart, and had already ordered to go down and let those who patrol at night be careful.

But soon, a faint green ghost fire was born in the mist, and there seemed to be countless ghosts in the shadows.

"Could it be that you bumped into that ghost king?" Yang Lefei was shocked. But then he was relieved, and the three thousand elite soldiers under his command were there, and he was the ghost king, and he didn't dare to make a mess.

It's just that, even though I think about it, I feel uneasy in my heart. It always feels like something is going to happen tonight.

And this time. Just a few miles away, on a gently sloping plateau. Liu Shengzhi set down the altar and was casting spells.

With the conjuring incense being lit. Demons from all directions were gathered.

Among them, there are not only countless lonely ghosts, but also many ghost soldiers who have been dismissed and wandering around.

Soon, tens of thousands had gathered, making the yin qi heavier and heavier, and it was as if there was a fog in the heavens and the earth.

Farther away, tens of thousands of homeless young people gathered together with weapons, even like this. At this time, there is also a heartbeat. I don't know what kind of spell I'm doing.

"I originally thought that this was the end of the world," Bu Pengpeng laughed at himself: "But I didn't expect that the magic mode was still on......"

Gu Xin ignored him, but heard the neighing and noisy sound of the horses marching from the army, as if he was very close, but he couldn't see the slightest bit.

What is going on?

At this time, Liu Shengzhi also watched a team of heavily armored cavalry drive over. It's just that this heavily armored cavalry is light and fluttering, as if it has no weight at all. The image is even more miserable to the extreme. Countless warriors are missing arms and legs, and their bodies are full of arrows!

"But Yan Yi's ghost king has arrived," Liu Shengzhi asked with a smile.

"Don't dare to call yourself the ghost king," this ghost soldier came out. Immediately squeezed out of all directions. There is a headless ghost general, riding a high-headed horse, and the black gas on his body is faint. But he said: "I don't know what Du Gong has summoned us to do, I will definitely serve!"

"Okay!" Liu Sheng laughed loudly: "Listen to my orders." Enjoy the superbirth!"

He grabbed a handful of rice grains in his hand and threw them out, which immediately turned into pieces of grain. It rained down from the sky.

Whether it's a wandering ghost, or a ghost soldier. I don't know how many years I've been hungry, and when I saw this kind of spiritual food, I grabbed it one after another.

Even the ghost soldiers under Yan Yi's command couldn't bear it anymore and scrambled for it.

Liu Shengzhi didn't care, and a mouthful of Yuan Shen light sprayed up, turning such an ordinary mortal thing. turned into spiritual food, and scattered it one by one.

Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers scrambled to devour, and for a while, they saw the ghost soldiers who had eaten the spiritual food, and the light on their bodies was shining, and the original poignant appearance on their bodies began to slowly recover.

However, it is the hot time to rob. Liu Shengzhi suddenly stopped, pointed to the camp of the Later Qin army in the distance, and shouted: "Break this camp for me!"

Those ghosts were half-starved, but they couldn't bear to be hungry more and more. Afraid of Liu Shengzhi again, where do you dare not obey orders?

shouted and killed all of them towards the Houqin camp. For a time, tens of thousands of ghosts moved. Naturally, this power was not trivial, and between the churning fog, almost the ground shook with it.

Originally, the Houqin camp was strict and orderly, and even shrouded in a layer of iron-blooded aura, and no ghost creature dared to approach.

At this moment, he was suddenly rushed by this ghost. The fog was billowing, and they had already rushed into the camp, and many patrol soldiers felt that they were cold, and they didn't know anything!

"Sons, come with me!" Yan Yi shouted, and rushed out with two thousand ghost soldiers under his command.

Originally, most of them were just ordinary ghosts, and the ghost soldiers didn't dare to approach the barracks. It's just that quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, too many ghosts gather together, and the yin qi completely suppresses the iron-blooded evil qi that impacts the military camp.

Especially the ghost soldiers led by Yan Yi were even more powerful, and they came from behind and rushed all the way towards the Chinese army.

Liu Shengzhi nodded, this Yan Yi led the forbidden army of the Western Jin Dynasty, participated in the Eight Kings Rebellion, and finally died in battle. Looks like he's really capable.

It's just a pity that the last ghost king, Wu Ma Anyi, did not appear.

"Kill!" Yan Yi shouted, and the big gun in his hand passed through a general.

There was not a single wound on the general's body, but the light in his eyes dimmed. As the blood gushed out, the wound gradually appeared, and the whole person fell to the ground. It was as if someone had actually been shot in the chest.

It's been a long time since I've rushed so freely, Yan Yi laughed, and the horse had already rushed forward.

But at this time, I heard a loud shout: "Where did the ghost come from, dare to come to find death!"

Yao Gu rushed out, holding a large knife in his hand, and slashed at the side.

On this person's body, there was a red light, like a flame, forming a tiger talisman, covering the whole body, and the three fires on the body were one.

Before the long knife arrived, there was a strong bloody aura, almost like a raging fire.

Yan Yi's heart jumped, his martial arts skills were extraordinary before his death, and he naturally recognized that this was the blood and masculinity of a military general, and he could even kill ghosts and gods.

The eyes are cracked, and the horizontal gun is blocked. But he forgot that he was just a ghost now, and at most he was a ghost.

was easily cut down by this shot, and his whole body suddenly became blurred. Most of the ghost qi on his body dissipated, and Yan Yi was shocked.

This knife fortunately didn't hit his ghost pill, otherwise at this time, he would have been gone.

At this time, Yan Yi desperately retreated, but saw that Yao Gu did not give up, and he slashed down again. (To be continued......)