My enemies became my companions

Chapter 517 How could it be you? ! (Additional -in-)

This Ghost Valley is like a netherworld. In the vast darkness, the outline of a giant cloud-piercing crossbow can be vaguely seen. The arrows placed on the crossbow bed are three feet long, no different from swords, and the arrow tips are dipped in the cold light of copper rust!
The crossbow cart shook violently, and a loud "rustling" sound was heard.

Breaking through the clouds and mist, the three-foot-long arrow pierced through the hole and flew away like an immortal throwing a sword!

Chen Yi raised his eyes slightly, and the long sword on his back flew out with a clang. He let go of the sword and swung the tip of the sword horizontally and then raised it up again, drawing circles of cold light. The power of the crossbow gradually disappeared into thin air and it suddenly fell to the ground.

Looking further into the distance, they saw black masses of zombies pressing towards them, as if they were endless. The valley under the moonlight was like being covered with a layer of darkness. The surging human heads were rolling with miasma, and the tide of zombies was getting higher and higher, ready to swallow them up completely.

There must be some experts here.
Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. It was true that they had done a flawless job entering the valley, and they had indeed covered their tracks. But because of this, that person changed his strategy and instead drove the tide of zombies to cover the entire valley.

Yin Tingxue looked at Chen Yi a little panicked. It was the first time she encountered such a grand scene. She had no weapons in her hands and didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Don't panic, I've killed many masters."

Patting Yin Tingxue on the shoulder, Chen Yi smiled slightly, then with one hand he pulled Yin Tingxue by the collar and lifted her up. Before she could react, she was already ten meters above the ground. The wind under her feet was like a white line. Yin Tingxue was surprised to find that she was flying with the wind.

Chen Yi let go of Yin Tingxue. There was an invisible thread pulling them together. He said, "Golden Light Body Protection Technique."

Yin Tingxue quickly made a hand gesture, and the next moment, when she looked up, she saw a rain of arrows pouring down on her head.

Even though they were flying against the wind, the rain of arrows from the fan still came down on them, like a huge wave that was about to swallow them up. Chen Yi's face was already covered with dense shadows, and he would be shot into a sieve if he was not careful. He didn't even frown, but just swung his sword, and the back of the sword hit the arrows, and the first few feather arrows immediately collided with each other like chimes, and the huge force rebounded, crossbow arrows hit crossbow arrows, and it was like a big umbrella was unrolled above his head, and in the blink of an eye, the huge rain of arrows flew in all directions.

Chen Yi's face was calm and composed. He had already reached the third level of realm. In the way of swordsmanship, he had even gone as far as to make his sword the world. Different from the ordinary swordsmen who had a strong sword intent when they drew their swords, his sword was more round and smooth. With a radius of several meters around him, it was as if there was a world isolated from the outside world, and nothing could hurt him.

The rain of arrows stopped for a moment, and the fog in the Valley of Corpses became thicker. A dark horde of corpses was already coming towards them. The flashes of swords and shadows of sabers were stacked layer by layer, interlacing continuously, rippling the moonlight, and wave after wave of corpses were like huge waves hitting the shore.

"Chant a mantra." Chen Yi said, "Lotus Purifying Mantra."

Yin Tingxue immediately chanted a spell, and golden spells flowed from her fingertips, spreading out into golden lotuses that swelled in the wind and rippled out with her as the center. The flashes of swords and sabers hit the light curtain, and thousands of sparks burst out, but they disappeared in an instant like snow, reflecting the interweaving of gold and red in the girl's pupils.

Chen Yi suddenly put his fingers together and cut open his left sleeve, and three thunder talismans fell into the tide of corpses.

"break!"

The lightning flashed with layers of green light, and the phosphorescent lights in the eye sockets of the corpses in the front row were instantly extinguished.

Chen Yi took advantage of this momentary gap and suddenly raised his sword three inches diagonally. Yin Tingxue could see clearly that the fragments of the crossbow arrows that had been cut off earlier had formed a formation in the air. At this moment, they were pulled by the sword energy and turned into countless flowing rainbows that pierced the thick fog in the northwest.

The arrow pushed aside a corner of the fog, and Chen Yi stared at it.

This place is filled with evil spirits. Although it is the Nine Yin Corpse Raising Ground, it is certainly very easy to cause corpse transformation, but just like piles of autumn leaves and weeds, to cause a raging fire, there must be a spark. This tide of corpses is definitely not without source. There must be someone behind the scenes manipulating it, and it cannot be too far away.

"Playing tricks."

Chen Yi sneered, pointing his sword at the depths of the corpse tide. The flame on the guiding talisman suddenly grew three feet high, reflecting a figure running in a chariot. The man was holding the reins, with flags waving, galloping across the battlefield and winning everything.

The screams of the zombies in the wind were mixed with an inaudible high-pitched voice, which seemed to be an intricate spell, controlling the tens of thousands of zombies under its command.

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not just a master, but a master.
On the hillside in the Corpse Valley stands a building that has not yet collapsed. The eaves are shaped like bullfighting horns, and the murals on the building are painted with thick ink and heavy colors of a winged man transforming into an immortal. Thousands of corpse soldiers and generals under his command are crawling on the ground. Next to the building stands an ancient beacon tower, and there are rusty bronze-armored men standing guard.

This building is even more majestic and magnificent than what Donggong Ruoshu and others had discovered before. What is now visible on the ground is just the tip of the iceberg.

"Master, are you saying that... this tide of zombies... was awakened by us?"

Captain Ye Liangcai had a gloomy look on his face, and the officers and soldiers behind him looked as if they had lost their parents. The dim light in the building made them look more like dead people than the zombies.

They went deep into the valley, and were ordered to search for the Fourteen White Lotus evil men from Xiangyang Prefecture, but they could not find them. Seeing that the buildings here were huge and there was plenty of space for hiding, they went deep into them to explore. Unexpectedly, they disturbed the tide of corpses that had been buried for a long time.

If the tide of zombies threatens the city of Wuchang, how can they explain to Su Hongtao?
"I can't tell you everything. First, tens of thousands of Qin people were buried here. Then, they were targeted by the evil White Lotus people who specialized in evil and vicious things. They set up this formation to desecrate the remains of the ancients, intending to awaken the corpses here for their own use. Finally, we accidentally entered this place and awakened the corpses."

The Taoist twisted his beard and distinguished the scattered utensils in the building and the ancient carvings remaining on the wall.
"Please wait for me to make the final decision."

Ye Liangcai did not dare to speak any more. The Taoist's surname was Zhao, his name was Shourui, and his Taoist name was Xuzhou. He was a high-ranking Taoist priest invited by Su Hongtao from Zhenwu Mountain. He had a very important background. His robe was crimson purple, and purple clothes were known as "celestial cave clothes". Usually, only high-ranking Taoist priests who held large-scale rituals in Taoist temples wore this robe. It was still remembered that he was wearing purple clothes when he entered the city, and Su Hongtao led people to greet him thirty miles outside the city. It can be seen that the Taoist priest in front of him was a guest of honor even in the eyes of such a high-ranking official.

As for Ye Liangcai himself, Zhenwu Mountain is one of the few sects in the world that practices both Taoism and martial arts. Zhao Shourui's martial arts skills at the fourth level are enough to surpass him.

"This is probably where the main formation is. These corpse soldiers and generals must be at the mercy of the evil things in the center of the formation."

Zhao Shourui ignored the dirt on his Taoist robe and almost stuck to the wall, stroking the utensils on the ground with his fingers, immersing himself in this vast ancient history.

"Just, just find it.
Found it! "

As soon as he finished speaking, bronze lamps suddenly lit up one after another, and the dim green flames reflected the pale faces of the people on the murals. The corpse soldiers and generals painted with cinnabar mixed with human blood in the paintings suddenly turned their heads, staring at the intruder with faded pupils.

The officers and soldiers were sweating profusely, holding up their swords to protect themselves, and retreating together.

There seemed to be a sound of something heavy rising. Looking back, he saw the lines on the tightly closed stone door turning green and red, and then slowly rising up. A long-settled cold wind wrapped in sand brushed past his ears. The gloomy atmosphere obstructed his vision. When the dust and fog cleared, Zhao Shourui looked forward and saw a towering iron tower-like terracotta warrior sitting in the depths.

It was two feet taller than the corpse soldiers and generals. Centipede-shaped bronze chains emerged from the gaps in its armor. If you listened carefully, you could hear gasps coming from under its visor. The torches in the hands of the officers and soldiers rolled to the ground in fear. The beam of light swept across the general's right hand, and the index finger was clearly twitching in the blood jade ring.

"It's him."

Zhao Shourui's face showed a look of sudden enlightenment. He showed him the generals and servants inside, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

I don't know if it was Ye Liangcai's illusion.
Taoist Xuzhou's breathing became faster and faster.

"Master, who is that?" Ye Liangcai asked subconsciously.

The cold wind blew up his clothes, making the Taoist in purple look like someone in the mist of the underworld, but his eyes were so bright that they were chilling.

"The Tao says: After the Han Dynasty, there was a great ghost with five powers, which transformed into 39,000 people and led 800 million people. This ghost has been the prime minister of the emperor since Fuxi. This great ghost master summoned 120,000 people. The little ghosts in the world depended on him for food and fought with his ghost king to consume the people and make them suffer.

These people were all former generals and officials. After their death, each of them had a temple built and worshipped. Now it is said that there are hundreds of ghosts possessing them, and they have become a group of people, waiting for human forms to come and kill the people. They cause people to have conflicts and disputes, and official affairs are full of disasters. The evil comes and kills people suddenly, and many people die, and it has never been just one time. "

Taoist Xuzhou's voice gradually became higher, and his eyes were extremely sharp, staring at the hideous cracks on the bronze armor.

"The ghost's name is Wang Jian!"

"These ghost masters were annihilated by our Great Emperor Zhenwu in the past!"

Everyone was stunned. For some reason, their heads made a buzzing sound, and their hearts were shaken in an indescribable way. A sense of the vastness of endless years swept over them.

"Master, what should I do?"

Zhao Shourui's expression calmed down a little, and he smiled faintly:
“Let’s start by raising the altar and performing a ritual. If we can control him, we can control the tide of corpses.

Besides, the evil White Lotus has already built the altar for us."

What Zhao Shourui said was right. The patterns on the altar had already taken shape. When they were approaching the city of Wuchang, the evil people of White Lotus who first discovered this place had tried to awaken the corpse soldiers and generals. There were blood stains on the patterns, and no one knew whose blood it was.

Ye Liangcai was still stunned, looking at the giant who was imprisoned on the altar by bronze chains. His huge body was covered with layers of iron armor, like a dark pagoda. His face seemed to be cut by swords. Even if he was motionless, he exuded murderous aura. The many cracks on the armor were like a broken mirror, reflecting the wars and slaughters thousands of years ago.
It seemed like an illusion just now.
But he clearly saw

When he heard the word "Zhenwu", the blood-stained fingers moved.

Donggong Ruoshu was having a great time driving.

The chariot was galloping under her feet, the earth was shaking under the horses' hooves, and the army was rushing in front of the chariot like a tsunami. She was like a famous general like Bai Qi, who could destroy the enemy in the blink of an eye.

"kill!"

The East Palace girl raised her long sword high and danced forward in a rather childish manner.
"Whoever is slower will have to build the Great Wall!"

The zombie soldiers and generals under his command naturally ran wildly for their lives. For a moment, the earth seemed to be cracked by footsteps. The sound of thousands of drums resounded through heaven and earth. Moved by the words "Great Wall", "Afang Palace", "Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor", etc., this long-dead army of tigers and wolves seemed to be able to swallow up the six countries again.

The brave old Qin people built the Great Wall together.

The rest of the people on the huge chariot were all stunned. Dong Gong Ruoshu suddenly had an idea, and the zombie soldiers and generals who had been surrounding and killing them not only fled in panic, but were actually driven by the girl under her threat.

Wei Wuque looked at the Taoist spy as if seeking an answer. The latter slowly closed his mouth and said after a while: "There are ways to suppress and control evil things like corpses and ghosts. Otherwise, there would not be evil demons in the world who refine and drive corpses. Miss Donggong is driving corpses right now."

It was a plausible explanation, but Donggong Ruoshu's luck was too good. She managed to command tens of thousands of zombie soldiers and generals by accident. Wei Wuque couldn't help but complain in his heart. He then thought that this girl's luck seemed to have never been bad.

The sound of horse hooves and weapons shook the earth. The thick fog became thinner due to the huge army. Then two dark figures appeared in the distance.

The two men rode the wind, and circles of golden light spread around them.

Donggong Ruoshu's eyes lit up, and without even thinking, he immediately thought of the Taoist priest that Yuan Qi mentioned. Seeing the two men easily break through the heavy weapons, he thought it must be them.

She waved her hand, and a second wave of rapid arrows rained down from the sky.

The arrows were densely packed like a fan, and thousands of them covered the Taoist priest.

The Taoist raised his sword again, and the long sword in his hand flew out of his hand, instantly breaking through the violent wind and rainstorm. The strong wind tore the rain of arrows into pieces. Facing the zombies and generals that were pressing forward, he glided away like a fish, without any graceful steps, but the flashes of swords and shadows seemed to pass by like oily surface.

"Amazing." Donggong Ruoshu saw something and murmured.

She waved her hand, and two bronze chariots rushed out, crushing the corpses. Amid the crunching sound, the corpses of the rotten war horses were running wildly. The exposed bones without flesh were huge and hard, carrying a kind of vast and strange beauty, and the valley and the earth were shaking.

The spear, as strong as a horse lance, was filled with murderous aura. The tall and majestic corpse attacked the two Taoists from both sides, and the spear swept from left to right, trying to cut them in half.

The spears intertwined like a pair of scissors. Chen Yi and Yin Tingxue did not try to dodge, but stood still. They saw the spears approaching them like a tidal wave at first, then an overwhelming force, and then only the tip of the spear remained sharp. When it was right in front of them, it suddenly broke apart. Could dead things decay again and again and finally die out? They could see the sword energy flowing from the cross section of the gun muzzle, and the sword energy that merged into it went up along the gun, smashing the corpse from the inside out.

The rotten corpse horses pulled the chariot past, and the zombie generals on it couldn't even make a sound. Their armor was still intact, but they could only fall backwards on the muddy ground and were trampled into the mud by the zombie soldiers behind them.

Donggong Ruoshu frowned slightly when he saw this situation, but when he looked around and saw that he still had thousands of troops under his command, he was still full of confidence.

"This guy is quite an expert."

And that side.

Two people and one sword,
The Taoist leaped forward and chiseled his way into the formation.

For a moment,

They broke into the array three hundred feet deep, crushing all the weapons along the way like dead wood and destroying all the soldiers like paper buildings.

Donggong Ruoshu's expression remained unchanged, his flags waving, commanding the torrent of armored men to gather and rush forward, all the while talking about building the Great Wall.

The next moment,

The soldiers who came to bury the two figures were like locusts passing through, and they wanted to devour the two figures. The Taoist's steps slowed down, his sword was unsheathed, and his knife was also unsheathed. Wherever he passed, he tore through the heavy miasma, and the iron armor shattered in the air like rain. It is worth mentioning that one of them had a face as hard as iron, and the other was trembling.

Donggong Ruoshu was slightly stunned, and the faces of everyone in the chariot turned pale. She drove the chariot, and after hesitating, she gathered the corpses of the soldiers and generals in front of her, piling them into long and thick layers of city walls.

The last moment,

The Taoist went towards the city wall.

The corpses trembled and groaned. The Taoist's sword light swept through the layers of halberds and spears, and rows of black armor suddenly emerged in the light spots. The throats of these guards who were buried alive two thousand years ago rolled with black water. The rusty spears and spears scraped sparks on the ground as the corpses walked. Wherever the sword pointed, the swords were all destroyed. The fearless corpses piled up like a wave and pressed the two men into the ground, but they saw a figure passing through and leaving from the gap between the corpses, far away from the collapsed corpses.

The long and thick city walls were broken a little like silver needles. Although they did not collapse, the people were constantly approaching the bronze chariot, aiming to take the head!

The Taoist's sleeves fluttered, and his sword was invincible wherever it passed. The corpses of soldiers and generals in front of him were destroyed by the sword, making it seem as if they had voluntarily made way for it.

Wei Wuque's face was solemn, and he was about to take action. No matter what, his duty now was to protect the East Palace. The people of Xi Que Pavilion were never afraid of death.

But Donggong Ruoshu turned his head, nodded at him, and the sword was unsheathed like a dragon's roar.

Just like the warriors in the storybook looked at each other and reached a certain consensus in an instant.
Wei Wuque was completely confused. Where did they get this consensus from? What kind of consensus did they reach?
Before he could think about it, Donggong Ruoshuren had already leaped away. Amid the siege of the zombie soldiers and generals, he took advantage of the gap between the Taoist's sword disappearing and his sword rising again to pounce on him with a knife.

Chen Yi suddenly sensed murderous intent, and stopped and grabbed Yin Tingxue, as if he had eyes behind him, turned around and stabbed, and the bright sword suddenly flew away.

The light of the swords merged in an instant, illuminating each other's figures.

Chen Yi's momentum of drawing his sword suddenly stopped, the swords were close to each other, but suddenly missed each other. He stared at the man with wide eyes, and each other's true appearance came into view. When Dong Gong Ruoshu pounced, he kept looking back, so that he fell to the ground with a thud.

"why you?!"

Salt, rice, and human blood. Taoist Zhao Rui of Xuzhou set up the altar and walked around Wang Jian, shaking the Taoist bell, walking around in circles.

The altar set up for opening a ceremony is an altar to drive away ghosts and demons. It is a branch of Zhenwu Mountain and is said to have been founded by the Zhenwu Emperor who came down to earth.

In the past, the empire was in chaos, with ghosts everywhere and defeated generals running rampant. Because Mount Luofeng is in the northern Gui land, the root of ghosts and dead air, people built a palace of ghosts and gods on the six heavens of Luofeng. The mountain is 2,600 miles high, with a circumference of 30,000 miles, and has 800 million evil ghosts under its rule. Emperor Zhenwu, under the order of Heaven, led the generals of Heaven and Earth to descend to the mortal world to eliminate bandits and demons. Later, in order to prevent the ghosts and gods of the six heavens of Luofeng from reviving, he opened up a sect, with Mount Zhenwu as the main vein and the other sects as secondary veins. He also forged twelve swords, named after the palaces of ghosts.

Later, with the passage of time, the world changed dramatically. No matter how close the Zhenwu Mountain was to each other, it could not get through the stage of disintegration and split into the Zhenwu Xuanwu Sect, Langmei Sect, Sanfeng Sect and other sects. Yinjian Mountain even set up its own sect. Now, only the Wudang Sect is left on Zhenwu Mountain.

The wind was colder than before, and everyone in the building couldn't help but shiver.
Ye Liangcai saw that Zhao Shourui's steps were becoming more and more rapid, and his footsteps were changing. At first, it could be seen that he was walking in a chaotic manner, but then his steps became so heavy that it became increasingly difficult to distinguish. Only afterimages were left around the ghost lord's huge body, and in a trance, a "Zhao Shourui" suddenly appeared behind him.

Zhao Shourui untied his hair and bit it between his teeth, then pulled out three bronze nails engraved with extermination characters from the ghost master's body, and stabbed them into the acupoints on his body. Black blood dripped down his Taoist robe, and actually etched deep marks on the stone bricks.

"Tian Peng Tian You, Zhen Wu Xuan Ming!"

Taoist Xuzhou suddenly shouted loudly and slammed the token in his hand heavily on the center of the altar.

The altar suddenly began to shake violently, the lamp flame suddenly turned pale, and twelve shadowy figures of wizards wearing square masks appeared in the firelight.

"The Xuantan opens, and the Yinmen appears!" Zhao Shourui bit his tongue and spurted out blood mist, and three bronze nails vibrated and popped out from his arms.

Blood beads floated in the air, forming the seal characters of "Fengdu Six Heavenly Palaces". The bronze chains at the four corners of the altar suddenly broke.

"Three Pure Ones above... souls are coming back, hurry up and obey the command!"

Tick.

A drop of corpse blood suddenly fell and touched the altar. Sticky black mist suddenly seeped out from the gaps in Wang Jian's armor. The surrounding bronze lamps exploded and the splashing lamp oil condensed into ghostly green flames.

Wang Jian's armor reflected Zhao Shourui's distorted face, and the towering general figurine slowly stood up from the altar.

"Zhenwu." Slowly, the hoarse Qinqiang tune came out from under the ancient mask, "Tai Sha"

As the last tremolo sound fell, the bronze chains surrounding the figurine were crushed into powder. Amidst the evil wind, the tall ghost lord who was as tall as a pagoda slowly stood up.

Donggong Ruoshu rolled on the ground, then got up with his nimble body. His honeydew melon scraped out a graceful arc, breaking through the mist. This scene made the usually poor Yin Tingxue open her eyes wide.

Before Chen Yi had time to take a closer look, his eyes immediately swept around. On the chariot in the distance, there were several familiar faces headed by Wei Wuque.

"How could it be you?"

Before Chen Yi could finish his words, a ray of white light came towards him. Donggong Ruoshu turned around and slashed at him on the head.

The sound of the knife exploded, and Chen Yi suddenly pulled his body, narrowly missing the opponent's face. He was stunned for a moment, and his hand subconsciously tried to hold the Hou Kang sword.

Just about to fight back,

Donggong Ruoshu shouted in surprise: "Hey! It's really you!"

Chen Yi hurriedly stopped in one breath, retracted the sword, and the recoil force made his veins bulge.

Damn it, you only recognized me after you chopped me!

Donggong Ruoshu sheathed his sword and ran over in two steps, his face full of surprise and excitement. He finally met an old friend in the south.

Chen Yi's expression was complicated, and his mood was in a mess.
With one sword, he destroyed the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. While he was chatting and laughing, the masts and oars were reduced to ashes. His Taoist robe was even blown away by the wind. He was about to face the master behind the scenes, but you told me that this master behind the scenes was Donggong Ruoshu?
It's just as bizarre as if the mastermind behind the chaos in the world was the Great Yin.

Seeing Miss Donggong's hips and waist swaying with an innocent and defenseless look on her face, Chen Yi rarely felt this frustrated.

The corpses and generals around him were killed to clear a space of dozens of feet. The noises around him gradually faded. Chen Yi pressed his head with a headache, not knowing what to say.

"why you"

Dong Gong Ruo Shu jumped up to him and looked at him for a long time, which made him feel uneasy. Before he could say anything, he heard her ask, "Have you changed your appearance?"

"Ah? I changed my appearance?" Chen Yi pointed at himself and asked puzzledly.

"You looked so ugly in the wanted poster, I thought you were disfigured."

?

It was indeed the Eastern Palace that was neglected without a doubt. Chen Yi let out his anger, but because Yin Tingxue was present and Empress An's spies were watching him, he did not bother with this stupid girl. This girl was born with this character and it could not be changed.

Chen Yi looked again, saw the familiar figure, frowned and asked: "Why are you here?"

On the chariot, Wei Wuque was about to explain and answer.

Donggong Ruoshu raised his chin and said seriously: "I am here to help Jiang Shen kill you."

"what?"

Before Chen Yi could figure out the situation.

Dong Gong Ruoshu raised his chin and tried to think again, "The Queen Mother also ordered me to seduce you severely."

"Miss Donggong, you..."

Wei Wuque's mind was working rapidly, and she was stunned. Didn't she see that Chen Yi was still holding a sword? This God of Killing had already reached the third level, and he had just broken through the formation and captured the enemy's head like taking something out of a bag, and you just revealed all your secrets like this? !

Wei Wuque only felt a chill on his neck, felt betrayed by his stupid teammates, and his feet felt weak for a few seconds.

But Chen Yi had long understood the character of this silly girl. As long as he was a little careful and got close to her, she would speak frankly and not hide anything. But it was just like that, which made people wonder if there was some conspiracy behind it.

He had been interested in her in his previous life, but because of her naive nature, any hints he made were rejected. In the end, he put his attention back on Zhou Yitang, causing disaster for his master.

Chen Yi recalled her words, grasped the key points and said: "You are the ones controlling these zombies, and where is the Jiang God you mentioned?"

Before Donggong Ruoshu could answer, her eyes suddenly widened and stared straight behind Chen Yi.
"what is that."

虎！
A strong wind suddenly arose, mixed with the deafening shouts of the zombies, approaching from the sky, getting stronger and stronger, and more and more violent. Chen Yi turned around suddenly and saw sand and dust rolling wildly in the valley.

what is that?
The tide of corpses was stacked up layer by layer, spreading like a curtain in the valley under the moonlight. Weapons were spread across the sky, and the black and tattered "Qin" flags were fluttering in the wind, pulling out a sense of murderous aura from the earth, as if the originally tough flesh and blood had been implanted with a backbone, transforming from an ordinary army of thousands of horses into a real gale and wave sweeping across the world!

Deep among the millions of soldiers, a towering chariot was surrounded by weapons. A huge giant like a pagoda stood with a halberd in his hand, like a mobile fortress that could destroy the world. His blue-gray muscles and bones were exposed under his armor, and the solemn and murderous aura from ancient times filled the entire valley.

Under his command, tens of thousands of soldiers are like waves, ever-fresh, shining with a cold light under the bleak moonlight that can sweep away everything in the world.

Chen Yi's face darkened slightly. It seemed that this was the defeated general that the old saint lady mentioned.

Looking at the ghost lord Wang Jian, he sighed:
"Daqin has Gundam."

No one else understood the meaning of these words, but Yin Tingxue did. She nodded slightly in agreement and moved closer.

The corpse soldiers and generals were approaching like a continuous mountain range, and everyone's faces looked solemn.

Donggong Ruoshu frowned and said, "Watch me."

Donggong Ruoshu picked up a flag and shouted a few words about building the Great Wall, but there was no response. What was coming towards him was still the overwhelming blades.

"It's over, it's useless, they like building the Great Wall!"

As the voice fell, everyone on the chariot turned pale. Although Chen Yi didn't understand what was going on, his hands and feet were trembling slightly because of the approach of the Ghost Lord Wang Jian. This was not because of nervousness or fear, but a little excitement.

But he had just beheaded the corpse, so why would he be excited about killing?
There was a buzzing sound on my back. It turned out that the Taisha Sword in the box was trembling excitedly.

Chen Yi frowned slightly.

Were you the one who brought the devils here?

The Taisha Sword was still trembling and bumping against each other in the sword case, as if it would fall out of the case at any time.

Chen Yi held the sword case, suppressed the mighty sword intent, and restrained the excitement of the Taisha Sword. After thinking for a while, he handed Yin Tingxue's hand to Miss Donggong, and raised his sword to meet the ghost lord Wang Jian.

Under the moonlight, the inky black blade of Hou Kang's sword emitted a thin line of cold light.

Chen Yi stepped onto the top of the mountain and was about to leap after four steps.

A moist breeze suddenly blew past me.

It is extremely abrupt in this gloomy valley.

Then, dark clouds gathered in the sky overhead, as if thunder was about to strike. In the mist, a figure wearing a Zhenwu Taoist robe stood on the chariot of the Ghost Lord Wang Jian in the distance.

Chen Yi's heart was shocked, and he took the fourth step, stepping on the cloud and leaping back.

call! boom!
Two different kinds of thunders roared, and the place where he was standing was smashed by blue-green thunder!

Someone is lying in ambush, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Chen Yi's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he immediately thought of who it was. Then he saw the ghost lord Wang Jian, with the halberd in his hand raised, and the horde of corpses under his command rushed towards him like a tidal wave.

The old saint's voice exploded in my ears:

"There's something strange, let's go first!"

Before she could finish her words, Chen Yi's figure suddenly flashed, and he stretched out his arm in the air, picking up Yin Tingxue and Donggong Ruoshu at the same time. He stepped on the clouds and climbed up the group of corpses from the top of the mountain. The clouds and mist were trampled through a hole, and when the mist rushed back, the man was no longer there.

"Let's go too!"

Wei Wuque immediately shouted loudly, pulled the reins, turned the chariot, and galloped towards the outskirts of the valley.

(End of this chapter)