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Chapter 156 Acting
Standing in front of the joint team at the entrance of Beimang Forbidden Land, Li Hao saluted respectfully in the direction of the forbidden land and said:
"Sir, we are following your agreement and are ready to enter the Beimang Tomb."

As Li Hao's voice rang out, a large amount of ghost fog gathered into the shape of a blood god and appeared before everyone.

Sweeping the elite exploration team present, Lu Yan glanced at the camps of various forces stationed farther away.

This trip to the Beimang Tomb was risky, as the various forces did not send any truly powerful figures. Instead, the camp was responsible for transmitting the news to Luo City in a timely manner.

Lu Yan didn't care much about it, he just nodded slightly and said:
"get ready!"

Lu Yan, who turned into black mist, waved his sleeves and reached into the depths of the Beimang forbidden area.

Above the sky, thick black fog suddenly condensed, like a giant beast awakening from ancient chaos.

The void twisted under this force, and the clouds were torn apart, revealing the unfathomable darkness behind. The black fog slowly condensed and turned into a giant hand that covered the sky and the sun. Each finger was entangled with an ominous shadow, and the fingertips left dark cracks in the void as they passed through the sky.

The giant black mist hand slowly pressed down, and wherever it passed, the starlight disappeared, and even the moonlight trembled. The air condensed under this force, the earth trembled under this terrifying pressure, and the mountains crawled like frightened beasts.

Wherever the palm landed, it seemed as if it would completely destroy this forbidden area.

"Ugh!"

A long sigh sounded from the depths of the forbidden area. The moment the sigh sounded, everyone present seemed to feel an unspeakable sadness. The infected emotions made them shed tears unconsciously, and some even cried softly.

"We are only seeking a glimmer of hope for survival, why is Lord Blood God forcing us so hard?"

At this critical moment, the white fog in the Beimang Forbidden Land suddenly boiled over, and countless wisps of fog rose into the sky like awakened dragons, interweaving and circling in the void.

The white mists seemed to contain some kind of ancient and vicissitudes of life will. They gathered together at an incredible speed and turned into an equally huge palm, which met the giant black mist hand with the force of supporting the sky.

Two giant hands condensed from mist met in the void. Black and white, heaven and earth, two completely different forces collided at this moment.

The black fog was filled with a greed that devoured everything, while the white fog seemed to carry the heaviness and solidity of the mountains.

A dazzling light burst out from their point of conflict, and black and white mist intertwined in the void, like two giant dragons fighting.

The aftermath of the energy swept across the surroundings. The mountains swayed under this force, ancient trees bent, and layers of air waves echoed in the valley.

The fog that originally shrouded the Beimang Forbidden Land dissipated at this moment, and everyone could see that under a cliff in the forbidden land, a huge bronze door that had experienced the sedimentation of ancient years appeared before their eyes.

"Enter!"

The voice of the Blood God exploded in everyone's ears, like a decree from the gods, waking them up from the shock of the battle between ghosts and gods before their eyes.

Upon hearing this, the members of the joint team immediately stepped into the forbidden area and headed towards the bronze gate.

"How dare you, a mere human ant, invade my tomb?"

Angry roars sounded from the sky, and then a large number of ghosts appeared in the clouds and mist lingering in the forbidden area.

This is a legion from an ancient battlefield. Their armor is broken into pieces, and their broken souls are stained with blood that has not dried for thousands of years. They exude a heart-pounding fighting spirit.

Rusty spears and tattered battle flags are looming in the mist, guarding this ancient tomb.

As the joint expedition team entered the forbidden area, the ghosts of the dead on the ancient battlefield suddenly looked at everyone, and the murderous aura that rose to the sky almost crushed everyone's will in an instant.

Especially for the thirty elite team members at the front, the supply of spiritual potions in these days has enabled them to possess power far beyond that of ordinary people. The improvement in strength and the overwhelming power over ordinary people have cultivated their confidence.

Although representatives from all parties repeatedly told them about the horror of the ancient battlefield ghosts, they still had enough confidence to face it. However, after just a moment of staring at each other, their minds collapsed instantly. Facing the ancient battlefield ghosts rushing towards them, even escaping was a luxury.

Li Hao immediately looked anxious upon seeing this, and could not help but shout to Lu Yan:

"Please call upon the ghost soldiers to stop the enemy!"

"No hurries?"

Lu Yan responded casually, then his index finger passed through the air, and the illusory projection turned into a space crack.

Afterwards, the soul flag hidden in the palm was activated, and one after another, the ghost soldiers wearing Yin armor and holding chains seemed to cross the cracks in space and step into the world.

The ghost soldier's soul-locking chain was waving in the air, like silver lightning cutting through the sky shrouded in black fog.

The dead souls of the ancient battlefield formed a mysterious battle formation, and the tattered battle flags fluttered in the void, as if the ancient battle was still being reenacted.

Two transcendent armies confronted each other in front of the tomb, and a suffocating sense of oppression filled the air.

"kill!"

With an order, the ghost soldiers and the dead souls collided in an instant.

In terms of individual strength, the soldiers of the underworld are far superior to the ghosts of the dead. The soul-catching rope has a natural inhibitory effect on the souls of the dead, and one strike can make the souls of the dead fly away.

But the key point is that there are too many dead souls on the battlefield.

As the unknown fog surged, another group of dead souls from the ancient battlefield came quickly to support, including a ghost general riding a skeleton warhorse.

On the other hand, there are only three hundred ghost soldiers in the underworld. Although they have the upper hand, they are still powerless when facing the endless souls of the dead on the ancient battlefield.

"Yinfeng!"

The ghost soldier in the front let out a fierce shout, and then the ghost soldiers formed a large formation, and a cold wind whistled up from deep within the earth.

This wind seemed to contain the chill from the depths of the underworld, and every wisp of air could pierce the soul and tear apart the void.

The dead souls in the ancient battlefield swayed in the horrible wind. Their tattered armor could not withstand the power from the underworld, and their souls began to disintegrate bit by bit.

The seemingly endless stream of ghosts were briefly repelled by the terrifying wind. A gust of wind blew across the rocks, causing large areas of them to weather directly.

Seeing this, the leader of the joint team finally saw a glimmer of opportunity and shouted loudly:
"Enter the tomb!"

Then an elite member took the opportunity to rush to the bronze gate, placed the explosives he had prepared in advance, and then dodged to the side.

There was a loud bang, and a big hole was blown out in the bronze gate. Everyone entered the tomb through the hole.

As everyone successfully entered the tomb, the dead souls outside the Beimang Tomb roared in fear, but they stopped fighting in vain. Instead, they confronted the ghost soldiers outside the tomb.

At the same time, a message popped up on the virtual interface in front of Lu Yan.

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