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Chapter 52 052 [Five Rampant Ghost Soldiers]

call--

The smoke surged rapidly, becoming even darker.

Zhao Cheng vaguely heard the sound of cold and hard metal colliding.

A cold breath spread rapidly across the ground, forming a layer of white frost wherever it passed.

At the same time, there seemed to be an invisible person walking on the frost, leaving behind a lot of shoe prints.

It seemed as if an army from the underworld had entered the human world at this moment.

The temperature around was dropping rapidly.

All the sounds that could be faintly heard in the thick smoke disappeared at this moment.

The whole world was quiet, as if Zhao Cheng was the only one left.

Oh, no, there is also his father who is held in his arms.

But in this uneasy silence, dense footprints suddenly appeared on the frosty ground and walked towards this side at a very fast speed.

This horrifying scene made Zhao Cheng grit his teeth and swing his sword towards the air in front of him.

call!
From the bird's-eye view of Chen Sheng's water mirror technique, the hot energy and blood gushing out of the sword burned like a raging fire, illuminating the smoke-filled guest room courtyard.

The ghost soldiers who were originally invisible revealed their forms under the pressure of qi and blood, but they would disappear in an instant if the qi and blood were a little far away.

Those fleeting images allowed Zhao Cheng to see rows of ghost soldiers with mutilated bodies, wearing tattered clothes and armor, and holding broken weapons, rushing towards him with endless jealousy and hatred towards the living.

[Five-Demon Ghost Soldiers]: Materials suitable for this formation are from cultivators at the Refining Essence Realm who have cultivated Qi and Blood. Using Taoist techniques, they extract the strong souls nourished by Qi and Blood for years to cultivate these ghost soldiers. Offering incense and fire every two weeks, these ghost soldiers can be commanded with ease. Wherever the ghost soldiers form their formation, the living die, and the dead are revived.

"hiss--"

Zhao Cheng sucked in a breath of cold air. The horrifying image of the ghost soldier that appeared in his mind was like a nightmare, directly imprinted in the deepest part of his soul, and he froze in place in an instant.

[Ghostly Terror]: The passive skill of the Five Raging Ghost Soldiers. Those who cannot pass the mental judgment will collapse in fear and become lambs to be slaughtered.

But Zhao Cheng was a martial artist at the peak of the Jingjing realm after all. He was terrified when he saw the ghost soldier's weapon was about to hit him.

A surge of blood suddenly surged in his chest, and he roared, swinging his sword at the ghost soldier in front of him.

Oh!

The thick smoke in the air was torn apart by the sword edge and then stirred into strange trajectories.

The hot blood outside the sword blade passed through the invisible ghost soldier, but only cut off a cold air.

The ghost soldier, whose figure became even more illusory after being injured, rushed into Zhao Cheng's body with a strong desire.

At the moment when the man and the ghost collided, their figures passed each other in an instant without any pause.

But Zhao Cheng felt as if he had been poured with a basin of cold water in the middle of summer. His body suddenly felt cold, and a large amount of qi and blood in his body was directly lost.

The hollow feeling caused by the lack of Qi and blood made his body stiffen instinctively.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, more ghost soldiers rushed to the front, and a wave of ghosts came like a wave, silently penetrating his body.

A bone-chilling cold spread throughout his body. Zhao Cheng opened his mouth to scream, but he was so frozen that he couldn't even move his eyes. He could only squeeze out a few weak gurgles from his throat.

It feels like being in an icy hell, experiencing the ultimate torture of cold.

After enduring until all the ghost soldiers completed their invasion, Zhao Cheng knelt on one knee with a grim face.

At this time, the energy and blood in his body had dropped to less than 10% of its previous level, and even strands of frost had frozen on his hair.

Maintaining a kneeling posture, Zhao Cheng slightly tilted his head and looked back. He could see that the ghost soldiers who had snatched the blood and energy seemed to have been tempered. Their height had become much shorter, but their ghost bodies had become more solid than before.

call!
Smoke billowed before his eyes, and first a emerald green bamboo stick emerged, followed by a pair of familiar-looking boots. Zhao Gou, lying on the ground, immediately recognized them as Chen Sheng's shoes.

"Great and Good Master, my father and I came to your Zhangjiabao to seek medical treatment. Why did you suddenly attack us?
My Zhao family has been intermarried with the various powerful families in Pingxiang County for generations, and we are all of the same blood. Aren't you afraid of bringing trouble upon your family?"

This old man didn't even dare to breathe in front of the ghost soldiers, but he immediately became courageous after seeing Chen Sheng.

But Chen Sheng didn't have time to pay attention to them for the time being. Instead, he looked at the group of ghost soldiers who turned around after a full meal.

Ever since he showed up, the ghost soldiers' attention was all focused on him. There was a fierce light in his ghost eyes, as if he wanted to devour his master.

"Ghosts are indeed vicious and stubborn. I simply extracted your souls and transformed you into ghost soldiers.

What a huge hatred and resentment this is, why would you hold a grudge for so long? "

In order to upgrade his [Tiger Guard] profession, Chen Sheng has been taking action from time to time in recent years to clear out the banditry around Pingxiang County.

In addition to training soldiers and robbing money, thanks to the selfless contributions of those bandits in the Refining Essence Realm, they also refined the ferocious [Five Rampant Ghost Soldiers].

Although the ghost soldiers had a small problem of devouring their masters due to their ferocity, Chen Sheng also had more means of defense.

“Tight! Tight! Tight!”

He shouted three times in succession, and golden headbands appeared on the heads of dozens of ghost soldiers, who all fell into chaos with splitting headaches.

Then he shook the bamboo stick in his hand.

The bells hanging on the staff jingled, and the ghost soldiers just roared and flew into the sky, unwillingly turning into gusts of evil and cold wind and escaping into the staff.

After doing all this, Chen Sheng turned around and looked at the father and son on the ground.

"Brother Zhao's blood and qi are of very good quality, and my ghost soldiers like them very much. This full meal can at least save me three months of hard training.

To repay Brother Zhao for his efforts, I will give you a gift.

The universe binds the soul, the five elements imprison the body, the tight hoop stabilizes the mind, and the soul is bound and the will is locked."

Chen Sheng used a bamboo stick to support Zhao Cheng's chin, forcing him to look up at him. With his other hand, he made a hand gesture and then put his fingers together to drive the tight hoop into his head.

The curse is over.

A golden halo appeared on Zhao Cheng's forehead and then disappeared into thin air.

"tight!"

As Chen Sheng opened his mouth and chanted a spell.

A golden hoop immediately appeared above the heads of Zhao Gou and Zhao Cheng, father and son, who were on the ground. It slowly contracted inward, causing severe pain to their souls and bodies at the same time, making them hold their heads and groan in agony.

Because he ate two peaches, Zhao Gou, who had two hoops on his head, experienced double the punishment of tight headbands.

"Ah...it hurts, nephew, let's talk it out, please stop."

"Ah... When I, Zhao Cheng, recover my vitality, I will definitely kill you, you rat."

The pain in their bodies and minds made the two people on the ground roll over and over, and Zhao Cheng even crashed into a dirt wall.

Chen Sheng did not waste any more words with the father and son of the Zhao family who were already like fish on the chopping board. He just blocked his right nostril and took a deep breath, inhaling the scorching smoke in the area into his lungs.

After the smoke was cleared, the people from Zhangjiabao who were guarding outside immediately ran into the guest rooms and dragged out the private soldiers of Zhaojia Buqu who had fainted from the thick smoke.

At the same time, iron shackles and iron fetters were put on the Zhao father and son, and they were taken to the dungeon together.

Listening to the shrill howls, Chen Sheng slowly walked behind the crowd while looking at his career panel.

(End of this chapter)