I can practice my martial arts on my own

Outside the Tangshan District, where the Ghost Spirit Legion is at war.

Inside the temporary base, a large number of transcendent beings ran back and forth.

Messy footsteps.

Most of these transcendent beings have injuries on their bodies.

Tired face.

After all, they have been fighting continuously for several days.

In a tent, Qian Yongchao finished laying out combat orders, and several team leaders were ordered to receive them.

"Old Qian, the situation is not optimistic. "

Li Yueshan sighed.

"The number of ghosts is endless, those guys don't know how to get tired, crazy attacks day and night, if it goes on like this..."

"I know. Qian Yongchao crossed his hands on the table, his eyes heavy, "But there is no way, several districts around Tangshan District are also under attack at the same time, and those ghost spirit legions have also blocked the support line from Dongguang City, and it is not an overnight thing to break through." "

"It seems that this Nino sneaky appetite is very large. Song Qing said coldly, "The ghost world has returned to the world, the army of the ghost race has returned, and the Eastern Ghost King definitely wants to take advantage of this momentum to occupy more territory." "

"After all, we're not ready. "

"Some people are ready. "

A transcendent glanced at Songqing, and then quickly looked away.

He's not talking about Songqing.

Rather, it is talking about other sects.

Although the empire has long been guarding against the moment when the ghost world comes, it can be said that the empire as a whole is too large.

Before the advent of the ghost world, some things should not be made public.

If it is not public, the policy cannot be implemented.

Forced implementation will inevitably cause social unrest.

From this point alone, the sect is much more convenient.

They have first-hand information.

Be prepared for the best.

Even if the ghost world returns, it will not affect them much.

Rather, when the aura returns, the sect will surely become stronger.

In contrast, the transcendent of the supernatural bureau naturally has a great opinion.

However, there are also some 'conscience sects'.

For example, the Lingyun Sect and the Four Elephants Sect, which have been cooperating with the Spirit Bureau.

"Don't say it. Qian Yongchao waved his hand.

The atmosphere inside the tent was heavy.

There was silence for a while.

Abrupt.

Qian Yongchao turned his head sharply.

The next moment, he, who was still like an old monk just now, rushed out of the tent in a blink of an eye.

"What's wrong?"

Li Yueshan was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, a loud noise came.

Song Qing's face changed: "The ghost clan powerhouse is here." "

The crowd rushed out of the tent.

Soon, dashed to the battlefield.

I saw that in the distance, where they were fighting with each other, a clearing suddenly vacated.

In the clearing, the two figures collided crossed, and they exchanged hands dozens of times in the blink of an eye.

"Is that Qian Lao?"

"The other is..."

"Ghost Race Innate Realm!"

After a few days of melee, the ghosts of the innate realm finally made a move!

As a ghost king-level powerhouse, the Eastern Ghost King commands two major generals under his hands.

Under the generals, there are naturally many innate realm powerhouses.

Before, none of these ghosts appeared.

As long as there are no Innate Realm powerhouses joining the battlefield, no matter how the two sides fight, they will not make too much trouble.

But once there is a congenital realm to enter first, the situation is immediately different.

"Quick!" Song Qing immediately said to a disciple of the Lingyun Sect, "Inform the sect that the Innate Realm Ghost Spirit has made a move!"

The head of the other Four Elephant Sect also ordered.

Those who are strong in the innate realm will not appear easily.

Most of the time, they spent their time cultivating within the sect.

Therefore, the Innate Realm powerhouse who presided over the battle situation here was only Qian Yongchao.

At this time, Qian Yongchao's battle with the ghosts of the Innate Realm became the focus of the battlefield.

"Hahaha, you humans are capable of this, occupying the human realm for so many years, it is simply too wasteful, it is better to give it to our ghost race!"

Ghostly Spirit!

A werewolf tribe's innate realm ghost laughed wildly.

Around him, the existence of the ghost domain is maintained.

A strong person in the innate realm knows how to flexibly use the ghost domain.

They didn't expend their energy to support the Ghost Domain to the maximum.

Instead, it is released in the form of protection.

In this way, the field power can be contracted as much as possible to maximize the increase.

At the same time, it can also reduce the consumption of support field expansion.

Moreover, to fight with it, you will inevitably get closer to the realm.

At this moment, the werewolf ghost spirit relied on the assistance of the ghost domain and gradually gained the upper hand.

"Pioneer!"

Qian Yongchao went all out to perform his tricks.

Slap out with one palm.

The werewolf ghost was unafraid and roared.

Fist clash!

Rumble!

This punch is powerful.

Werewolf ghosts have an innate power advantage.

Therefore, Qian Yongchao's trick did not take advantage.

"Oblivious!~"

The werewolf ghost laughed darkly.

The figure suddenly changed, turning into a black mist and swallowing Qian Yongchao.

Don't forget, he's a ghost, and his body changes freely!

The black fog appeared, and a sense of crisis welled up in Qian Yongchao's heart.

Beside him, a golden light protective body emerged.

Whoosh!

A wolf howl.

Comes with powerful sonic attacks.

Even those transcendent people who were far away from the battlefield were greatly affected.

"Qian Lao!"

Song Qing and the others' faces changed.

Meanwhile, on a hillside away from the battlefield.

Bai Yuezong and the others stood here.

"Elder Wu, aren't we going to make a move yet?"

Seeing Qian Yongchao being swallowed by the black mist, Du Ming couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry. Wu Haoran smiled lightly, "Qian Yongchao is not so easy to lose, at most he will suffer a little, now is not the time to make a move." "

The army of the ghost world attacked, and the battle lasted for several days.

Even those ordinary people have been heard.

Now there are hundreds of ghosts walking at night in the Tangshan District, and the people of the Spirit Bureau are busy cleaning up the ghosts.

Those ordinary people took refuge.

Through some news on the Internet, understand the situation of the war here.

However, there is too little news from this side.

Most of the words released by the official are comforting words.

Bai Yuezong would not let go of such a good opportunity.

Many people on the Internet have begun to guide the fishing boat.

With the attack of this ghost army, the sect forces were drawn out and everyone's attention was concentrated.

And now, just wait for a wave to strike and save Tangshan District at a critical time.

At that time, the favorability of those ordinary people towards the sect will be greatly improved.

Anyway, in the end, it's all shots.

Why not pick a good time?

Not only the Baiyue Sect, but also some large and small sects in the Tangshan District also had such ideas.

Seeing that Wu Haoran was like this, Du Ming didn't say more.

Not long after, as Wu Haoran expected.

Qian Yongchao cast a secret method and broke free from the shackles of werewolves and ghosts.

"Haha, the human race has lost, little brothers, kill me!"

Qian Yongchao was defeated, and the army of the ghost clan was as imposing as a rainbow!

Right at this moment.

A fiery wave swept over.

The werewolf ghost exclaimed: "What people?"

"The mourner. "

The cold voice pierced his ears.

"Nine Yang Big Thunderbolt!"

Boom——

The invincible werewolf ghost, the four-layer powerhouse of the innate realm, kill in seconds!

At this moment, the atmosphere that was still ignited just now was like being poured with cold water.

Instantly, it was extremely quiet.

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