Resurrection of the Mystery: Starting from the Clone of the Stone-born Monkey.

Chapter 42 Draw the Sword
Under the shadow of King Yue's luck, Yan Fei and others no longer feel uneasy.

A group of four people stepped across the land torn apart by the earthquake, stepping on the sandy bone burial ground covered with no grass, and walked step by step towards the central broken sword.

Wang Ge's bright eyes shone brightly, and under the insight of the divine pupils, the movements of the sinister spirit were nowhere to be seen.

Until the distance between the two was 300 meters, the remnants gathered by the [-] bones seemed to be aware of the existence of Wang Ge and others, and even more aware of the positive thoughts gathered by the hundreds of thousands of people gathered by the Yue Wang Qiyun.

The filth begins to stir

Something strange happened in the surrounding environment. The cracks on the surface began to spit out dark wind, sweeping up the sand and gravel on the ground and whistling in all directions.

Suddenly, sand and rocks were flying, and a strong wind suddenly rose.
Not only that, but in this dark wind, there was a strange sound of people shouting and horses neighing, and the sound of gold and armor clashing, which was extremely noisy.

It is as if facing not a strong wind, but an army of tens of thousands that is about to rush to kill!

Ordinary people here would be afraid that they would be blown off their feet by the strong wind and would be unable to move forward even one step.And the strong wind is mixed with the extreme resentment of the dead souls of Gui Kingdom, which will shock the soul and cause frequent hallucinations.

It made people panic and panic, and turned around and ran away.

The gust of wind is like a knife cutting, the face is sore, and the corners of the clothes are chasing,
The wind is howling, ghosts are crying, wolves are howling, and there is constant terror.

But Wang Ge is moving forward steadily. He has succeeded in training meat, and his arm strength alone is a thousand catties. After practicing "Kaishan Jin", according to the arrangement, he also practiced "Walking in the Mud" to strengthen the muscles of the feet.

The achievements of martial arts practice in the past are revealed at this moment.

As Wang Ge walked, his feet felt as if an old tree had taken root, and the strong wind could not shake his steps step by step.

However, the impact of the residual consciousness and turbid thoughts carried by the dark wind was all blocked by the barrier formed by the Yue King's luck. As well as Yan Fei and others whom he sheltered.

The restlessness of the filthy air has nothing to do with Wang Ge and others, but Wang Ge is still moving forward steadily!

The distance between the two is shortened from 300 meters to 100 meters, 50 meters, 30 meters
After reaching an extremely close distance, the evil air became more and more restless, and the evil wind rising from the ground became more violent, even shaking the ground slightly.

The sky and the sun are no longer visible to the naked eye, they are covered by flying yellow sand, and the visual distance to the naked eye is less than ten meters, which is extremely dim!

Not only was his vision limited, but ghosts began to appear in the gust of wind again.

This time it was no longer an illusion, but the remnants of fifty thousand dead soldiers manifested with the help of the filth.

Their upper bodies are all disheveled, or have heads and limbs missing, and are covered in blood and have blurry faces. Their lower bodies are indistinct, as if they are floating in the air, supernatural and extremely terrifying!
They piled on top of each other like this, as if there were tens of thousands of bodies, appearing in front of the four people, surrounding Wang Ge and others!

However, no one felt afraid. Under the protection of the luck shield, these lonely ghosts could not break through the power gathered by the people of Yue Kingdom.

And in the protection, Yan Fei and other people who trust Wang Ge are blessed with luck and have a steady stream of courage.

"Your Highness has no fear, with our guards, we will not let such evil spirits get close!"

Yan Fei, Yi Yang, Chen He and others all shouted in unison. The voices of the three of them were louder than the howling ghosts and wolves outside, which made people feel even more excited.

The wind is captivating to the eyes, but Wang Ge's Mingling Eyes can still see through the confusion, accurately lock the position of the broken sword, and move towards the target accurately.

30 meters, 20 meters, ten meters
Suddenly, Wang Ge frowned.

The three guards all felt something in their hearts, they suddenly drew their weapons and stepped forward quickly.

Several black lights flashed in the strong wind, shooting towards Wang Ge at an extremely fast speed!

But Wang Ge's guards reacted faster, Yan Fei drew his sword out, and the strength of the blood-changing warriors was fully revealed at this moment. The sword light was woven into a dense net, guarding Wang Ge's body, and all the black light that came flying in the strong wind cover up.

There were bursts of strong and powerful clanging sounds, and sparks of metal and iron clashing frequently exploded.

When the "black light" fell on the ground, it turned out to be broken and rusted sword blades or broken arrowheads. Under the force of the strong wind, these broken blades had extremely fast speed and strength, and there were hundreds of them in number.

This is going to hit people, I'm afraid they will be beaten into a bloody hornet's nest!
But the guards around Wang Ge are all martial arts masters. There are defenses on the left and right in front, and they can't get in when splashed with water. No matter how sharp the swords and arrows are, none of them can get close to Wang Ge's body.

"Humph"

Wang Ge let out a cold snort:
"Things that are tangible and intangible can only be used to bluff people."

No matter how the filthy aura acted as a demon, Wang Ge approached steadily.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters
Suddenly, a strong wind carried a huge boulder and hit it hard towards Wang Ge and others!

Yan Feihu's eyes widened, his right fist clenched, his muscles bulged, his blood surged like a river, and his body made a rumbling sound.

"Stop hurting my lord!"

With a single punch, the momentum of the earth-shattering was unexpectedly shocking, and the extremely oppressive boulder was blasted to pieces.

In the "rain of stones", Wang Ge stepped forward and accurately grasped the handle of the broken sword with his palm.

The moment the two came into contact, an extremely violent and foul air followed the contact and poured into Wang Ge's spiritual soul, trying to wash away and devour his consciousness.

However, the golden light in Wang Ge's eyes was shining brightly, and he saw through the huge piles of dirty thoughts in the broken sword,
The remnant souls of these fifty thousand dead bones roared at him, trying to tear his spirit into pieces.

Wang Ge didn't have the slightest fear. His confidence was that hundreds of thousands of Yue people gathered their strength to form luck.

Blessed by luck and suppressed by willing power, Wang Ge shouted:

"It is rude to disobey the king. If you dare to do so, you will be punished for treason."

Fifty thousand remnants are raging, and hundreds of thousands are willing to support them.

Faced with the impact of the filthy energy, Wang Ge was conscious and the golden light in his eyes was strong.

He saw that the broken sword was connected to [-] corpses underground, and with the help of the power of Yin veins, it gathered the filthy energy, trying to overwhelm his mind and occupy his mind.

If an ordinary martial arts expert, even a martial arts master, can't guarantee that he can maintain his mind in the face of this huge filthy energy, and the result of losing his mind is to be possessed by the broken sword and become a "sword slave".

However, Wang Ge possesses the luck of the King of Yue, and his power of vows comes from the people of Yue. As long as the people support him, his power of vows will continue to flow.

Holding the sword hilt in his hand, the lingering wind cut the robe of his right hand like a blade, and even cut open the skin, leaving several marks and bleeding.

Wang Ge narrowed his eyes slightly and felt the pain coming from his body. He did not dodge or dodge, and the muscles on his right arm bulged. His martial arts practice in the past made Wang Ge's muscles as hard and strong as granite.

He straightened his chest and said in his mouth:

"As the king of Yue, how can I tolerate evil spirits like you in my country?"

The blood surges, the will power gathers,

"rise--!"

Wang Ge pulled out fiercely, the broken sword fell off the ground, and the connection between fifty thousand corpses and Yin veins was suddenly severed
moment,
The evil wind stops suddenly, the universe is clear

(End of this chapter)