My Master is Lin Zhengying

Whether they are true or not, there is a conspiracy.

Our Dragon King City has an absolute advantage..."

"Hi!"

After hearing this, the two took their orders and left.

Immediately afterwards, Hua Muzi was the only one left in the dilapidated hall.

Hua Muzi turned around, half kneeling on the ground at this time, and shouted in a low voice:

"Elder..."

In the depths of the dark hall, a pair of eyes opened:

"The Chinese are scheming, and so are the monks.

But with the old man here, everything can be at ease.

Go on!

Let these Chinese monks know how powerful our Fusang monks are.

Let the brilliance of Jiuju shine on the entire land of China..."

"Hi!"

Hua Muzi responded, as if he had received permission, he became energetic.

With strides, he began to walk outside the dilapidated hall.

Outside the main hall, there is already a crowd of people.

"Array, assemble..."

"Wake up the corpse soldiers!"

"..."

All of a sudden, various incantations sounded.

The roiling corpse energy began to radiate in the Dragon King City.

Soon, it will be close to the west side of the city.

The ground suddenly cracked, and black air burst out.

Immediately afterwards, the cracked ground, one after another, withered arms covered in mud, stretched out continuously.

Accompanied by a low growl of "woo woo woo".

One after another, the mummy crawled out of the ground.

They have thin bodies and sharp nails.

His eyes were empty, looking around mechanically.

One or two, thousands of walking corpses appeared in an instant.

This is the Jiuju faction, the corpse soldiers raised here.

They are all fishermen from Dragon King City and even nearby.

After the Jiuju faction landed, they were killed indiscriminately, and then buried here to raise them.

He planned to drive away the corpse soldiers and continue to attack Baishamen in a few days.

Who would have thought that Bai Shamen would take the initiative to kill him tonight.

Hua Muzi looked at the thousands of corpse soldiers and nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good. Step down and lead the corpse soldiers to defend against the enemy outside the city."

"Hi!"

He opened his mouth and waved the banner in his hand.

The corpse soldiers let out a low growl of "Aww", and began to follow them to the outside of the city.

Seeing the mighty corpse soldiers leave, the onmyojis of Jiuju's faction also clamored in various ways.

"Signe, kill them!"

"It's a shame to lose last time!"

"You dare to come and attack us tonight, you really want to die..."

"Let them come and go, and become undead corpses."

"..."

After the corpse soldiers left, Hua Muzi rolled his eyes.

Then he ordered another subordinate to lead [-] troops to ambush on the left side of Dragon King City.

She herself took three hundred troops and ambushed on the right side of Dragon King City.

In the Dragon King City, there are elders with higher cultivation and status sitting in the town, and three hundred onmyojis and three hundred ghost slaves are reserved at the same time.