Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1172 Blood Arrow

After Ding Ermiao and Wan Shugao finished eating and drinking, and took a short rest, Dayyou Yeyou, who was exploring the way, came back with the Flying Ghost King.

Coincidentally, Black and White Wuchang, who escorted Li Qingdong back to Maoshan, also rushed back at the same time.

"Reporting to the Grand Marshal, Li Qingdong has been returned safely, and everything is fine up and down Maoshan." Hei Bai Wuchang knew that Ding Ermiao was more concerned about Maoshan's affairs, so he took the lead in reporting.

"Okay, Mr. Fan Ba ​​and Mr. Xie Qi, you have worked hard, let's take a rest." Ding Ermiao felt relieved and asked Riyou Yeyou and Flying Ghost King: "How is the road ahead? What are the obstacles?"

"Xuechi River." The flying ghost king's voice was slightly trembling as he said: "The Bloodchi River is a hundred miles away. The river is several miles wide. It is like a moat and surrounds Lu Xianzi's ghost mansion. In the river, people gathered Countless evil spirits can transform into blood arrows at any time and attack those who cross the river."

Ding Ermiao frowned slightly and asked, "You can fly, but you can't fly over?"

"My subordinate was incompetent. When I was flying over the river, I was hit by a blood arrow and almost fell. Fortunately, I was not far from the river. The two Yin Commanders of Day Tour and Night Tour rescued me in time. They threw stones and dispersed the attack power of the evil blood arrow. That's why my subordinates can come back." The Flying Ghost King said.

Wan Shugao chuckled and said: "Flying Ghost King, judging from your virtue, it seems that you are injured?"

"It doesn't seem to be injured, but it is really injured..." The Flying Ghost King said tremblingly.

"But why is it you who gets hurt every time?" Wan Shugao teased maliciously.

"I..." The Flying Ghost King raised his eyelids and looked at Wan Shugao, but hesitated to speak.

He was the one exploring the path every time. Isn't it normal to get injured?However, the Flying Ghost King was unwilling to argue with Wan Shugao for Ding Ermiao's sake.

"Okay, Wan Shugao, shut up. Every time the Flying Ghost King charges forward, he never avoids danger and occasionally gets injured. What's the fuss? This time it's him again. If it were you to explore the road, there would be no return. ." Ding Ermiao glared at Wan Shugao and said those words for the Flying Ghost King.

The flying ghost king was filled with gratitude and saluted Ding Ermiao with cupped fists.

"No need to be polite, just stand still and I'll recite the Soul-Reinforcing Mantra for you." Ding Ermiao raised his fingers and cast out the Soul-Reinforcing Mantra one after another to help the Flying Ghost King regulate his soul.

Among the Yin soldiers in the underworld, this flying ghost king is the most useful.It can be used as a passenger plane to fly around, and it can also be used as a fighter jet to attack the enemy. Therefore, Ding Ermiao attaches great importance to the Flying Ghost King and must treat him well.

It wasn't until after a stick of incense that the Flying Ghost King's complexion gradually improved.Ding Ermiao looked at the face of the Flying Ghost King, stopped chanting the curse, and loosened his fingers.

"Raise the camp and set off." Ding Ermiao stood up and waved his hand.

"Yes!" The six Yin commanders and the four ghost kings handed over their hands together and led the Yin soldiers in the underworld to move forward.

Bypassing the chasm created by the magic needle iron, crossing the huge gap left by the collapse of the tower, all the way to the west.

After experiencing the protracted battle in front of the tower, the morale of the underworld soldiers was slightly weakened, and their movement speed was a little slower than before.

Stopping and stopping, I don't know how long it has passed, Day Tour and Night Tour returned to explore the road again, and said: "Twenty miles ahead is the Xuechi River."

"Go forward at full speed and set up camp by the Xuechi River." Ding Ermiao gave the order.

The military orders were like mountains, and the ghost soldiers in the underworld did not dare to neglect them. They gathered their strength and marched towards the Xuechi River.

Not long after walking forward, there was a fishy wind blowing in the face, and the stench was unbearable.

Wan Shugao covered his nose and felt nauseated.

Ding Ermiao took out a musk pill from her backpack, crushed it, and rubbed it on her and Wan Shugao's noses, which made them feel better.

"The large army will rest here for a while until I go over and take a look." Ding Ermiao asked the underworld soldiers to take a stand, and he continued to move forward with Wan Shugao, the four ghost kings and the six yin commanders.

After burning the incense, Ding Ermiao led everyone to stand by the Blood Pond River.

Just as the Flying Ghost King said, the blood pool river in front of you is several miles wide, with waves of blood flowing into the sky. In the blood water, you can vaguely see those evil spirits gnashing their teeth, with ferocious faces and venomous eyes.

Above the river, the blood energy stretches upward, reaching the sky.No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't see the scene on the other side.

"Flying Ghost King, you carry me on your back and fly high into the sky to take a look." Ding Ermiao said.

"Yes." The Flying Ghost King agreed, walked to Ding Ermiao and bent down.

Ding Ermiao sat diagonally on the Flying Ghost King's lower back, patted his shoulder, and signaled for takeoff.

The flying ghost king spread his wings, but when he took off, he trembled and almost knocked Ding Ermiao down.

"Can you do it?" Ding Ermiao knew that the Flying Ghost King's injuries had not fully recovered, and he couldn't bear it. He said, "It's really not possible. You can rest first, and I will find another way."

"It's okay, Generalissimo, sit down." The Flying Ghost King slowly flew up and floated upwards.

Although the flight speed is slow, overall it is relatively stable.

Flying to an altitude of dozens of feet, the Flying Ghost King could not continue upward and stopped in the air.

Ding Ermiao built a pergola with his hands and looked towards the other side.

High in the sky, the blood was thin, and the city on the opposite side could be vaguely seen.The buildings in the city are connected in a row, with four gates, and the scale is majestic. Although the area is not as large as that of King Qin Guang's Fengdu City, it is still a well-organized scene.

"Generalissimo, the city over there should be Lu Xianzi's ghost mansion." The Flying Ghost King said.

Ding Ermiao hummed and said: "But of the seven levels Lu Xianzi mentioned, we have only passed the Sea of ​​Resentful Spirits and the Twelve-Storey Tower. Counting the Blood Pond River, there are only three levels. The remaining five levels are Six, seven or eight levels, but where are they?"

"This blood pool river can be regarded as a moat. Then the remaining four levels should be in the city gate and the inner city. According to common sense, the last level should be set in Lu Xianzi's ghost mansion." The Flying Ghost King said .

"It makes sense." Ding Ermiao praised.Unexpectedly, this flying ghost king has some knowledge and is considered a brave and resourceful ghost general.

"The Generalissimo has won the award. This is also the result of the analysis conducted by the subordinates and the second Marshal Day and Night Tour." The Flying Ghost King said modestly, while flapping his wings, he tried his best to maintain his balance.

Realizing that the Flying Ghost King was weak, Ding Ermiao asked him to find his whereabouts.

The flying ghost king floated to the ground, feeling relieved.

After the Flying Ghost King rested for a while and his complexion improved, Ding Ermiao asked: "Flying Ghost King, are you sure you can carry me across the Blood Pool River? My corpse whip should be able to block the blood arrow attacks from the river. "

"When I rest until tomorrow, I can carry the Generalissimo and fly across the Xuechi River. But... not far after crossing the river, there is Lu Xianzi's ghost town. Generalissimo, how can you be alone with Lu Xianzi's thousands of people?" Are the ghost bandits fighting?" The Flying Ghost King asked hesitantly.

(End of this chapter)