Super NPC system

Chapter 200 Fighting Ghost Soldiers
"Old man, how dare you ignore this king—" The three people on this side were talking to themselves, but the ghost general on the other side was so excited that his evil fire shot straight up.

The mighty ghost generals of the tenth floor are at their peak strength and may break through the realm of the ghost king at any time. He is deeply favored by a certain ghost emperor, and the overlord who commands a hundred thousand ghost soldiers is so underestimated by the three people on the opposite side, directly ignoring his own existence. How can this make him not be furious, wishing that these three people would be smashed into pieces immediately, and their souls will be imprisoned in the soul pennant forever, suffering all kinds of tortures.

At this time, the ghost soldier phalanx behind had also caught up.Qi Shushua stood behind the ghost general.

"Hey——Master Ghost General is angry, and the consequences are unmanageable! Do you see the ghost soldier phalanx behind? I'm so scared, old Taoist—boy, I'll tell you later, get rid of these guys now. "The old Taoist said with a playful smile. Although he said it was relaxed, he turned around rigorously and concentrated on guarding.

"The nameless old ghost—this ghost will be handed over to you to block it! I am no match for this guy, the old man. The old man is better than you at cleaning up the little devil, and he will definitely clean it up faster than you. If we can't fight, we will use the old method. The kid won’t hold you back—” the old Taoist said, staring at Mu Qingcheng and saying, they are all cultivators who have transformed themselves into gods, and Mu Qingcheng has only turned three gold cores. Must be able to keep up with them.

"It doesn't matter, the old man just took him to fly, I believe that even if I take a person, the speed of the old man will not be much behind you, the fake Taoist—" Wuming said very confidently.

"Haha—Okay, then we'll kill these bastards—" the old Taoist shouted with a vulgar laugh.

"Ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers obey orders—"

The ghost general stood in front, with a gloomy expression, slowly raised his palm, swung it fiercely, and shouted: "Kill——tear those three human monks to pieces for me—"

Huh - Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers swarmed up, waving their swords, guns, swords and sticks, stepping on the cold wind under their feet, rushing towards the three of them with a terrified cry.

With such a large number of ghosts attacking together, the power is still very scary. Just seeing the dense, tide-like ghost shadows, ordinary monks have already been scared out of their wits, how dare they resist.

It's a pity that Wuming, the old Taoist priest, and Mu Qingcheng, these three are not ordinary masters, all of them are powerful, and they are strong men who have experienced many battles. scared.

The old Taoist laughed and rushed out first. "Little ghost, here I come. Nameless old ghost, I will leave the leader to you—haha—"

Wuming Xuankong stood still, his eyes directly collided with the ghost general.

"Boy, the other party is very strong, and I don't have much confidence. I can't take care of you. You have to be careful. Try to get close to the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest is very good at dealing with ghosts. Maybe you can relax a lot." Wuming said with concern. Said.

"Well—Uncle Unnamed, don't worry! Others don't know my strength, don't you know? These brats can't do anything to me, you just concentrate on dealing with that ghost general, and when the old Taoist and I get rid of the kid, Then work together to fight this ghost general." Mu Qingcheng said in a deep voice.

Wuming nodded in relief, and flew towards the ghost general in a flash.

"Green twist, seventeen sword box—" Mu Qingcheng yelled violently, summoning his psychic flying sword, surrounded him, and shared the attack of the little ghost for him.

"Unparalleled Combat Spirit"——

"Drink—" With a low shout, Mu Qingcheng's momentum soared twice.

The "Mountain Stacking Art" unlocked - once the mountain stacking state was activated, the gravity of a huge mountain was superimposed on Mu Qingcheng's body, and the strong wind followed him with a wave of his hand, and the dull air pressure was so oppressive that he couldn't breathe.

Boom!Kaka——

Mu Qingcheng stretched out her hand to hold the 'Yinfeng Stick' dropped by a kid, and squeezed her hand hard, pinching the 'Yinfeng Stick' into two pieces and kneading it into a ball.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" the kid was frightened.

"Death—" A white magnetic slash was swung from his hand, cutting the kid in half instantly.

"Samadhi Divine Fire Mirror"——Mu Qingcheng killed the little ghost who was approaching, flipped his hands over and took out the Divine Fire Mirror and held it in his hand.

"Using the bronze mirror as a medium to gather the sky, the earth, and people, the three talents will become fire—the real fire of Samadhi, refining—" Mu Qingcheng turned the bronze mirror in his hand, and said in his mouth, pointing his sword at the most densely populated place of ghosts, Immediately, the raging samadhi real fire burst out, burning and killing a large area of ​​those ghost soldiers——

"Huh--good baby, good baby--" Although the old Taoist was rampaging among the ghost soldiers and killing them with great joy, he still paid attention to Mu Qingcheng, and didn't want this kid to accidentally fall.Seeing that Mu Qingcheng took out a magical bronze mirror and released the Samadhi real fire to kill ghosts, he was surprised in his heart.

Mu Qingcheng heard the old Taoist priest's surprise, saw the old Taoist priest charging with empty hands, took out the "Wannian Peachwood Sword" stored in the space, threw it at the old Taoist priest, and shouted: "Senior—take the sword——"

Snapped--

The old Taoist shook his body, rushed close to the mahogany sword, stretched out his hand to grab it, and accurately grasped the hilt of the sword.Haha smiled and waved twice.

"Hahaha—it turned out to be a peach wood sword made of Wannian peach wood. This thing is the most effective for dealing with these ghosts, hahaha—good sword, boy, you are welcome if you are a veteran—" holding Wannian peach wood With the sword, the old Taoist priest turned his Yuanli, and swiped forward with the sword, slashing out a hundred feet of sword energy, and those little ghosts were affected by the sword energy, and they all turned into smoke and dissipated.

"Haha, old Taoist, I am very satisfied. How many years have I lived, this is the first time I have come across a peach wood sword made of ten thousand years of peach wood! , reciting two sentences of the law, a mysterious light flashed in his eyes, and the mahogany sword in his hand was slowly pierced out at a 45-degree angle towards the sky.

Crack - bang -

Boom—chichi—chichi—

Where the old Taoist's sword pointed, a lightning calamity with a radius of one hundred feet evolved. Purple thunder snakes and pale electric sparks kept flashing and falling. The power is smashed into pieces, and the complete death is not just as simple as being broken up.

"Group method——" Mu Qingcheng looked enviously at Lei Jie's place. This old Taoist priest actually has the group method attack skill. In the game, this kind of skill is very precious, and the speed of spawning monsters is definitely the most efficient.

"24 gates of soul arresting array——" sighed again, Mu Qingcheng would not lose the speed of killing monsters in his hands, and punched out 24 dark rays of light, setting up a soul arresting array, which also covered a large area.

In the battle of restraining the soul, those little ghosts felt their souls twitching, a little faintly unstable.

In this kind of battlefield full of densely packed enemies, Mu Qingcheng can fight without any scruples, and doesn't have to worry about the accuracy of the magic formula attack. Afraid of missing one?
Therefore, Mu Qingcheng didn't have to worry about it anymore. From all directions, group attacks, individual attacks, all kinds of formulas and magic weapons were all thrown out at once.

"Kill all directions—" Mu Qingcheng's group indiscriminate attack skill.The effect is to instantly center on Mu Qingcheng's body, and send out an attack with half of his own attack power in all directions.

White Magnetic Slash, Jade Peak...

The old Taoist priest and Wuming noticed what was going on here in Mu Qingcheng, and they clicked their tongues secretly.

This kid is getting better and better!The distance with those heaven-defying disciples has been infinitely shortened.Wuming admired in his heart, concentrating on getting entangled with the ghost general.

"The kid this nameless old ghost knows is really perverted—I can't lose face as an old Taoist, hehe—" The old Taoist turned the wooden sword in his hand, spilled a yellow paper talisman, and drew a few in the void with the wooden sword. Mysterious symbols, these paper talismans are like puppets on strings, neatly arranged, following the command of the old Taoist priest's wooden sword, sticking them towards the little ghosts, as long as they are stuck, those little ghosts will be burned by the paper talismans immediately The fate of Ashes.

(End of this chapter)