Please calm down your anger

Chapter 138
Rumble!
Almost instantly, the ghost army was submerged by the fire rain.

Wang Xuan waited for a whole day, how could he miss the opportunity.

The first to suffer were those fierce ghosts, who were burned by the blood-colored evil fire, and immediately screamed and dissipated into black smoke, while the remaining ghost fires rose and flew into the soul-calling banner.

The distance of a few hundred meters is almost zero for both parties.

Boom boom boom... There was a loud shock.

The armored corpse had ferocious fangs, and rushed towards the army formation against the rain of arrows. It collided with the giant shield of the Xuanwu army almost instantly, and its sharp claws scratched, drawing sparks.

The soldiers of the Yong'an Army Mansion fought with these zombies last night, and now they are full of blood, and with the blessing of the army, they can handle them with ease.

Of course, the leaders of both sides were quicker.

Wang Xuan drew the bow to lead the arrows, the arrows gathered together, and the golden light shone, and he raised his hand to shoot an arrow.

boom!
The air waves rolled, and dust and sand were everywhere.

But it's a pity that Xuan Chenzi and others also dispersed at the same time, and a dozen zombies exploded behind them, and their limbs and corpses were scattered everywhere.

"Boy looking for death!"

How could Xuan Chenzi have been so angry before, he came to the front of the army in a flash, his palms flew up and down, and continuously bombarded the huge shield of the Xuanwu soldiers.

Boom boom boom!
A series of roars sounded, and a row of palm prints appeared on the giant shield made of black copper. At the same time, the soldiers of the Xuanwu Army retreated repeatedly, spurting blood.

The wolf demon and Mrs. Bai also appeared on both sides of the army formation at the same time, with one sharp claw scratching, one body suspended, the spirit-calling banner flickering, and a ghostly howl.

With the blessing of the Xuanwu Army flag, although the soldiers of the Xuanwu Army would not die instantly, they still backed away with their shields covered in blood, roaring ferociously.

The entire army formation was about to collapse.

At this moment, the Bahuang Shocking God Drum suddenly rose.

Boom!
The huge sound wave shook all directions, and the blood-colored ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly spread outward, flying sand and rocks along the way, with an astonishing momentum.

Wang Xuan has the army pattern talisman to supplement the blood demon, and for the first time fully exerts the power of the Eight Desolation Shocking God Drum.

On the drum, the three-eyed Taoist's pupils were burning with blood-colored flames, turned into a phantom and left the drum, looking in all directions with a strange smile.

This is not an evil thing, but a vision of the power of the drum.

The Bahuang Jingshen Drum is specially aimed at the soul, and the battlefield freezes instantly.

Green fire flickered in the eyes of the zombies. Although they were powerful in body, they still had to rely on their remnant souls to drive them. They were immediately injured and trembled all over.

And the three Qihuashen who attacked the army formation didn't expect this move either.

They were the closest and had withstood the strongest sound wave attack. Although they were not injured, their spirits also appeared in a trance for a moment.

boom!Dust and air waves splashed in all directions.

When Wang Xuan missed the opportunity, he shot another arrow with a bang.

Roar!
Half of the wolf demon's shoulder with red teeth was spattered with blood and flesh, screaming and being blasted out.

Although it regained consciousness for a moment and avoided its vitals, it was also seriously injured.

As for why Wang Xuan chose the wolf demon...

It's very simple, it's the biggest, and it doesn't have magic weapons to protect itself.

A gleam of regret flashed in Wang Xuan's eyes, he did not expect a surprise attack, and even chose the one who seemed the most bully, but in the end he was still not beheaded.

Without hesitation, he took another arrow with his bow.

The target is still the wolf demon Chiya.

The reason is also very simple, beat the dog in the water.

boom!
In the distance, yellow sandstorms rose, and the wind howled.

It's a pity that the wolf demon has turned into black smoke billowing away, and quickly moved away.

Of course, Xuan Chenzi and Mrs. Bai had already avoided it.

At the same time, the White Tiger Army shot out like a forest, beheading all the nearby armored corpses, and the Xuanwu Army soldiers also took the opportunity to stabilize the army formation.

Wang Xuan stared at the three monsters. Behind him, the chief general was hunting and dancing, and the general's formation was redistributed. The shield formation of the Xuanwu army was immediately covered with a layer of black light, majestic and majestic.

Mrs. Bai's blue palms were reversed, and the soul-calling banner behind her screamed shrilly. The remaining nearly a thousand armored corpses collapsed and leaped, surrounding her and Xuan Chenzi.

A large group and a small group confront each other hundreds of meters apart.

Guo Shouqing, who was watching from the formation, shrank his pupils, "My lord, be careful, it's the altar of Yin soldiers!"

Wang Xuan nodded, and looked at Xuan Chenzi, "During the Shangyuan festival, I saw that senior had an extraordinary bearing. I didn't expect to see you now, but I gave Wang a surprise."

He had noticed this old miscellaneous hair long ago.

Needless to say, the flying sword was his method last night.

Guo Luquan also sneered and mocked: "The old man once said that the gangsters of the Taiyin Sect are nothing, and they will become evil sooner or later. I didn't expect... Hehe, it really opened my eyes!"

Xuan Chenzi's eyes were cold, "You are not worthy to talk to this old man."

Guo Luquan twitched his beard and stared, "Then I am talking to a dog?"

"Wang Wang!"

"Good Fu, I'm not talking about you."

Both sides are human spirits, seeming to scold each other, but they are actually looking for the other party's flaws.

Wang Xuan frowned slightly as he looked into the distance, and after being reminded by Guo Shouqing, he also felt that the opponent's formation was a little weird, it had the flavor of a small three-talented army formation, but it seemed that the armored corpse had been turned into an altar of Yin soldiers, which was extremely weird.

There are thousands of methods in the world, and military formation is only one of them. Which one is stronger and weaker depends on each method, and one will fall into the wrong way if one is not careful.

And Mrs. Bai stared at Bahuang Jingshengu, her eyes were full of surprise, "Daoist Xuanchenzi, what is the origin of this Yong'an Army, 3000 people, seven heavy weapons of the Dharma, and the frontier soldiers are nothing more than that."

Xuan Chenzi's eyelids trembled slightly, and he remained silent.

He was fooled by the blood-clothed thief master, and now he is running around, how could he know.

At this moment, a cloud of black smoke billowed in, revealing the red-toothed figure of the wolf demon, and screamed in pain: "You two, quickly... let me enter the battle!"

It has used a secret method to stop the bleeding, but half of its body is bloody, and it has obviously lost its combat power.

good chance!
Wang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he held a bursting talisman arrow.

No matter what kind of ghost formation the opponent has set up, as long as there is a slight flaw, it can be blasted away immediately, and the army rushes to kill them all.

However, Mrs. Bai and Xuan Chenzi both looked at the wolf monster indifferently, and the many armored corpses did not move at all.

"Okay...hehe!"

The wolf monster laughed back angrily, with a hint of sternness in his eyes, which turned into black smoke and dissipated in an instant.

This is the inheritance of the hunters of the Hidden Mountain Sect. Being able to perfectly blend his body shape into the environment is a kind of escapism. It looks like he wants to escape from this place.

However, it forgot that there was Ah Fu.

"Wang Wang!"

Ah Fu's six ears trembled, and he let out a low growl to the left.

boom!
Without saying a word, Wang Xuan just raised his hand and shot an arrow.

A dust storm rose, and a figure screamed, limping and disappearing into the distance.

What kind of escape technique does this guy use...

Wang Xuan frowned slightly, and ignored it.

The other party has left the illusion, and Ah Fu can't perceive it, so the most important thing is to deal with the two demons in front of him.

At this moment, Guo Shouqing, who was staring at the altar of zombies, frowned more and more, suddenly thought of something, and lost his voice: "This is the killing altar of the Bai family, isn't it already lost, who are you?"

Seeing Wang Xuan's doubts, she quickly explained: "The Bai family in Yunzhou used to have a forbidden technique to kill living altars, using the creatures on the altar as sacrifices, and casting soul-chasing curses. The more people died, the stronger the poisonous curses. 300 years ago The blood sacrifice to thousands of people, and the death of Emperor Wei before the battle, the Dugu family succeeded in fighting for the dragon, but it was lost later..."

"Is it the Bai family where Grand Marshal Huo Yu belongs..."

Wang Xuan knew it in his heart, looking at the opponent's yin altar, he already felt quite a headache.

No wonder this killing altar was banned, cruel and bloody was only one of them, the key was to be able to sacrifice living creatures in exchange for the lives of masters, one must know that it was rumored that Emperor Wei devoured the remnants of Sheji Temple's divine power at that time, and had become an existence almost like a land god.

If the Bai family wants to live a stable life, they must take the initiative to prohibit this technique.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan said in a deep voice, "Zombies are also okay?"

Guo Shouqing nodded, with a dignified expression, "Anything that has a form and a god is fine, Mr. Wang, it is rumored that this altar is vicious, we can only find a way to break the spell, if we attack the formation, we will help the other party to complete the killing sacrifice. There must be sacrifices in the art of magic...it is the soul-calling banner!"

Wang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and found that the soul-calling flag was indeed motionless, as if it was frozen at one point by the breath of the entire Yin Altar.

The two talked in a low voice, but were not heard by the other party.

In the killing altar, Mrs. Bai gave Xuan Chenzi a look, and the Yin altar began to retreat slowly.

The army formation of the government soldiers is suppressed by the drums of the Eight Desolation Shocking Gods, and the arrows of Wang Xuanli are far away.

They couldn't find any flaws and decided to leave.

They are all determined people, and if they can't take advantage, of course they focus on saving their lives.

They have not forgotten that the terrifying existence in the center of the ancient battlefield has awakened.

However, Wang Xuan suddenly drew his bow and arrow, aiming at the summoning banner.

boom!The air wave rolled, and a golden light flew out.

"Hmph, think beautifully!"

Xuan Chenzi let out a cold snort, and the white flying sword roared out immediately, smashing the arrow of the Emperor Xuan Talisman into pieces.

boom!
Between the two formations, accompanied by a huge roar, the wind and sand whistled.

And the white flying sword had already pierced through the air and went straight to the army formation.

buzzing...

The main general's big banner fluttered and danced, and the bloody evil cloud rolled, blocking the flying sword again.

Wang Xuanli ignored it, and shot another arrow at the summoning banner.

Xuan Chenzi had no choice but to intercept it with his flying sword.

Boom boom boom!
Between the two battles, you come and go, and the roar is continuous.

At this moment, the two sides suddenly stopped.

In the distance behind, the red fangs of the wolf demon reappeared again, limping, covered in blood, with fear in his eyes, "Save..."

puff!
Before the words fell, the whole body turned into blood foam.

A rotten copper arrow was stuck on the ground, buzzing and trembling.

"Ho..."

A hoarse sigh came from a distance, like rotten bronze rubbing against each other.

The gust of wind in the ancient battlefield ceased, and the yellow sand was silent.

A deep sadness filled the surroundings, with inexplicable eerieness.

"It's a fierce soldier ghoul that condenses non-poisonous evil spirits!"

Xuan Chenzi's face was ugly, and he said sharply: "Madam Bai, is this what you're talking about?"

"retreat!"

The two were about to command the ghost Yintan to retreat, but they stopped suddenly with ugly expressions.

In the phantom wind and sand all around, there appeared one after another hunched figures, their eyes flashed with blood and roared angrily, and at the same time they were indistinct, and their armor blades gleamed.

At some point, the ferocious ghouls and crossing Yin soldiers in the center of the battlefield have surrounded them all.

Wang Xuan was also trembling, and quickly ordered the army to put up a defensive posture.

According to the different emotions, the murderous soldier ghouls are divided into seven fierce corpses of "joy, anger, worry, thought, sorrow, and fear".

The tragic and vicious ghoul, who failed to break through the sad barrier during his lifetime, practiced evil spirits and tempered his body, his body is comparable to a flying sword. Even among the four frontier armies, he can still exist as a general. Ordinarily, he can be killed with a wave of his hand.

Hidden Mountain Sect, how could there be such a monster...

(End of this chapter)