The underworld is empty, I enter the horror game to catch tricks

Chapter 152 Where's My Ghost Pawn?

It turns out.

Li Ling's previous worries about his luck were not groundless.

It took about five hours for the ghost soldiers from the ghost land of Mass Burial Mound to arrive in front of Lin'an City.

Although there was no acceleration of spellcasting by those guests, Yang Chizi seemed to realize that something was wrong, so Yang Chizi specially asked the whole army to speed up and speed up.

Li Ling also tried to interfere in the process, but it was impossible to use a trick a second time, so he came to Lin'an City in the bumpy way.

Although there is still a certain distance.

But at this time, in the line of sight, it can already be vaguely seen, and a city looms in the distance, which seems to be shrouded in a layer of golden light, which should be some defensive measures.

According to this progress.

In about ten or so minutes at most, the ghost soldiers will arrive in front of the city, and by then, it will be a fierce battle.

No, rather than a fierce battle, if it really broke through the defense, it should be a massacre that makes people feel scalp numb.

I hope that the golden light can last a little longer, at least until the effect of the medicine is exerted.

On the side.

Yang Chizi's expression relaxed a little.

Along the way, because of the sudden smog incident, he has always been a little apprehensive, afraid of any accidents in the process, but fortunately, there were no mistakes in the follow-up process, and the ghosts of the mass graves pawn, arrived in this area safely.

Then next.

It won't be long before a bloody massacre will start, and during this massacre, I will complete the arrangement that I have been planning for several years.

It's not easy
Thinking about it, Yang Chizi looked at Li Ling next to him. If this action is successful, the next step is to ask for advice on this method that can perfectly integrate other creatures into his torso.

If you can really find it, then the value brought by this operation will become immeasurable, and you don't have to be troubled by this flesh and blood anymore
It seems that he realizes that he is a little too ambitious.

Yang Chizi took a deep breath, and his fiery eyes gradually retracted, becoming ancient and lifeless.

But Li Ling was not as calm as he seemed on the surface.

special.
Is this old man lying to himself?
He was always watching the movement around him, expecting a scream from some ghost soldier, and then telling himself that something happened.

It's a pity that this vision was not completed until the carriage stopped several hundred meters in front of Lin'an City. Now, they have completely approached this area.

A monstrous evil spirit permeated from the bodies of the ghost soldiers.

After traveling for so long, they have been enduring hunger and the desire to kill in their brains. What they were waiting for was this moment. After five hours, they finally arrived at their destination.

These evil spirits twisted and intertwined in the air, and condensed into a mass, as if they had formed a solid body. It seemed to be touching, and it made the heads of the city, those players and some guys with fighting strength feel scalp numb.

"It's no wonder that the ghost land of mass burial mounds has such a great reputation. With such a large number of ghost soldiers, it can indeed be said that gods block and kill gods and Buddhas in this area."

"Do you feel the aura of those ghost soldiers? Something is wrong. It seems that some kind of medicine has been used to increase it. It seems that this ghost king is determined to slaughter this city. Everyone, don't hold back later. What cards need to be used as soon as possible."

"To be honest, just a week ago, I fought against one of the ghost generals. Now I feel the breath of this ghost, and I don't know how many times stronger than before. I came prepared. This time, when It’s really close to death.”

At the top of the city, everyone was talking about it.

The old monk was still sitting on the top, reciting the scriptures silently. His body was old and thin, leaving only a layer of skin attached to the bones. His body exuded a faint golden light, as if he was sitting on his back. Even in the face of thousands of ghost soldiers, his expression remained the same. Nothing changes.

The two sides confronted.

The ghost king stood at the front, riding a skeleton horse, holding a death halberd in his hand, and looked coldly at the old monk sitting on the top of the city: "Oh, with this little effort, you want to protect the whole city?"

talking.

The long halberd in its hand was suddenly poured with immeasurable evil energy, as if the weapon had come to life, it slashed at the golden light protecting the city wall, and the evil energy turned into a wave of air, striking the golden light with a sudden blow. On top of it, it was like fire meeting water and being automatically melted.

The old monk remained silent, twirling the beads and chanting silently.

Seeing this, the ghost king snorted coldly: "Let's see if it's your strength alone, or my thousands of ghost soldiers are better."

The voice fell.

He thrust the halberd in his hand into the ground, raised the flag and waved it.

Accompanied by the ghost king's movements, all the ghost soldiers shouted angrily, and the evil spirit spread out instantly, looking extremely terrifying, gathered in mid-air, and with the dancing of the flag, a group of people holding a steel fork formed a vague formation The image of the ferocious ghost is extremely huge, even compared to the golden light that enveloped the entire city, it is not much different.

The ghost king held the flag and waved it violently. As if receiving some kind of instruction, the huge evil ghost formed by the condensed evil spirit waved the steel fork in his hand and stabbed towards the golden light.

This time, the strength was obviously much stronger than that of the Ghost King alone. In a vague way, the golden light rippled a layer, like a small broken spot appeared like a spider's web, but it recovered quickly.

This time, the eminent monk was no longer expressionless, he held the Buddha beads tightly with his fingers, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood from his mouth, which stained his cassock red, but he still sat there.

Seeing this, the ghost king showed a sinister smile on his face: "Go on, let's see how long you can last."

And on the other side.

Looking at this posture, Li Ling, who has been concerned about the battle, frowned at this moment: "What kind of move is this?"

Yang Chizi on the side smiled: "As the ghost king, commanding so many subordinates, there is naturally something on him. A method of gathering the evil spirits of his subordinates into a solid body is particularly effective at this time."

"However, the old monk is a bit of a Taoist. Judging from this situation, it is estimated that he can last for ten minutes?"

heard.

Li Ling couldn't help but sighed, his eyes filled with despair.

What about medicine? !
Let's do something! !

This is five hours plus half an hour, why is it still ineffective.

Seeing Li Ling's state, Yang Chizi couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to change the subject.

"I see that on the city wall, there are some people with a certain level of morality, but the number is too rare. I guess the younger generation of the city residents also ran away, and the rest are half-footed into the loess. For the people of the world, sending them to the earth ahead of time, leaving this troubled world, might not be a good thing."

Li Ling:.
Continue to look outside.

Just as Yang Chizi expected.

The ghost king controlled the thing transformed by the evil spirit, constantly attacking the golden light.

Every time he endured it, the old monk would vomit a mouthful of blood. After he got to the back, he had lost any color, his eyes were cloudy, and the blood seemed to have been vomited dry.

see.

Several Taoists who originally painted the talismans stood up at this time.

Holding mahogany swords in their hands, they stood on the altar that had been set up. They moved in unison, cut their own wrists, went straight to school, and poured them on the wood carving of the altar. This is a wood carving of a black bird, which looks lifeless. But with the infusion of blood.

This thing seemed to come alive, the pupils emitted a bit of fire, and there was a faint cry.

"Monk, put away the golden light first."

As a Taoist said, he swung the mahogany sword in his hand, and the black bird carving burst into flames, and a phantom appeared, flying in the direction pointed by the mahogany sword.

The golden light dissipated, and the evil spirit turned into a fierce ghost rushed towards him, but in the next moment, the black bird flapped its wings and flew towards it, carrying an extremely pure fire light, and the two collided.

The ghost was like a piece of tofu, it crumbled into shape in an instant, and was completely burned, while the black bird still had enough energy to charge towards the thousands of ghost soldiers on the ground.

Seeing this, the ghost king frowned, put down the banner abruptly, raised the death halberd, and danced at the black bird laid out, pouring evil spirit into it, and released all the resentment accumulated by thousands of creatures for a long time, toward the ghost king. Seeing the mysterious bird, it rushed over, even if it was a moth rushing to the flame, it did not hesitate.

The resentment from the previous period was naturally melted away, but gradually, the mysterious bird's aura also began to exhaust itself, and was rushed up and bitten by those resentful spirits. With the last cry, the sky was full of starlight, melting away the soaring evil spirit and falling on the crowd. Beside the ghost soldier, for a while, the surroundings were filled with surging yang energy.

far away.

Looking at this scene, Yang Chizi frowned slightly: "I didn't expect that he was hiding a hand. But it's not a big problem. Now, the other party should have no chance to resist."

This time, it successfully counteracted the opponent's offensive, and it took a while, but it was the limit of what could be done.

The Ghost King let out a long breath, one hand was gradually scorched black, this was caused by resisting the mysterious bird's breath just now, but it was only a minor injury, it did not hinder the major event.

It then looked towards Lin'an City, and the ablation on its face became more and more wanton: "Hehe."

"A monk and several Taoists are also trying to stop me?"

The voice fell.

The skeleton horse under the ghost king's crotch let out a mournful roar, and rushed towards the city gate. The talisman attached to it emitted light, but only for a moment, it was covered by the monstrous ghostly aura on the ghost king's body, as if covered by a layer Ash.

Followed by.

A bang.

The ghost king's aura was like a wave, rushing towards the city gate in front of him. Although there was something behind the gate to block it, how could it possibly be able to withstand its decades of foundation, almost instantly, the city gate was broken through instantly.

"Follow me to slaughter the city!"

The ghost king shouted loudly!After riding a pass, he entered the city alone. After a long time, he seemed to realize that something was wrong.

Where is my ghost?

He looked back.

However, the ghost soldiers who were originally incomparable in imposing manner were kneeling on the ground one by one, with extremely painful expressions.

Ghost King:?
(End of this chapter)