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Chapter 175: The rebirth of ghosts is difficult, every step of the way is hard.
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Pan Lang was furious, but he had no choice. While thinking about the soldiers who were still trapped in the void, he also had to deal with this guy in front of him who was so ugly that it made people vomit.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Pan Lang asked angrily.

His laughter was as sharp as the cold wind. Abscesses rolled all over his body, and pus dripped all over the ground. He turned into an ugly little devil like him again and crawled on the ground.

Those little ghosts have no eyes and cannot tell the direction.They are like newborn babies, completely incapable of living alone in the world.

Climbing, crawling, aimlessly.

Pan Lang stepped back a few steps on tiptoe. It was okay not to move. Once he moved, the wet hillside made a sizzling sound.

"What are these?" he asked while taking a few steps back.

"Let me tell you, you Emperor Liang don't dare to hit me. Don't make me anxious. Don't bring out these ghosts to scare people."

"No, no, no."

The sound of ghosts crying is endless.The sky is dark and the earth is dark, with ghosts and phosphorus flickering.

"Don't come over, I'm warning you, don't come over."

Pan Lang knew that he had no way to retreat, but the ferocious ghost master standing in front was not in a hurry.

The two of them just stood there, more and more pus flowing out, almost becoming an army.

Suddenly, the ghost master cried and sang.

The world is in decline, the gate of hell is clear, the heart is pure, turbid, extravagant and compassionate.

The soul is endless, the return is long, the wandering is forgotten, and the thousand-year sound is endless.

"Don't think that you can show off your power here because you have the demonic bloodline of Emperor Liang. Let me tell you, although I may not have an advantage when fighting Emperor Liang, it doesn't take much effort to beat a little devil like you who can't even gather his body. "

The Ghost Lord looked humble, with neither smile nor contempt on his ugly cheeks.

It was an expressionless face.

After looking at it for a long time, I couldn't doubt that this was not a human face.

Hidden behind the ferocious face was definitely a human face.

How many levels are there in hell? How strong is the fire in hell?

What kind of torture is there in hell that can shatter a perfectly good person into pieces beyond recognition.

No, after the body was shattered, it was randomly shaped into the shape of a person walking upright.

He thought of the people he had buried with his own hands, the bodies whose coffins had been reopened many years later for various reasons.

Those bones were soaked and swollen due to flooding, and the stench lingered for months.

Look at the person in front of you again.

The ghost.

The ghost chanting voice was clearly a human voice.

If it is a ghost, there will be no sound.

In a trance, Pan Lang could not see clearly.

Think of the various folklore stories about ghosts.In the end, he thought-eating people's flesh in life, turning into ghosts and eating people's souls after death.

Could it be that these ghost babies are growing on the ground, and they want to devour human souls and grow into real ghosts?
If so, they have only one target now, and that's him.

"If you have the ability, let's have a good fight and don't let these brats disturb the situation. You see, I am alone, and you lead a group of brats. Even if you have grievances, you can't use me as a backstop. Although I have a little more flesh, It’s not enough for so many ghosts like you. What’s more, if you really want to eat my soul, it’s only enough for a little ghost.”

Although Pan Lang was still trying to be brave, he had already retreated in his heart, thinking why the military advisor hadn't arrived yet. He had already sent a signal at dusk and came from Suishan. Even if the army could not arrive, the military advisor could still arrive. No more?
Yu Wenchang, this time we were hurt badly by you.

While he was talking, the strong wind swept away, the sad wind blew, and the cold mist floated, making the coffin master feel frightened and worried.

The air was full of murderous intent, and the ghost weeping blade left no mark wherever it passed, and half of the mountain peaks on the side had been cut off.

Pan Lang was stunned and stood there unable to move. In front of him were the dead people he had buried, as well as the bodies of his dead wives and children.

"No, it's all fake, it's an illusion, an illusion."

Concentrating on it now, the left fist swept across, and most of the little ghost died wailing.Although these newborn ghost babies are numerous in number and reproduce extremely fast, if there is no wind, they will melt into floating dust with the touch of a palm.

The rebirth of ghosts and monsters is difficult, and every step of the way is difficult.

The pus flowed again, and the ghost baby was born again.

The ghost master was not in a hurry to attack Pan Lang, but just chipped away at the nearby mountain peaks.Pan Lang couldn't figure out why the ghost master did this.

It wasn't until he heard the princess's voice that he finally woke up.

"Stop the ghost master, these ghost soldiers want to use the bodies of the soldiers to resurrect their souls."

Suddenly it dawned on me, but it was too late.

Xiaoyu is still mourning Xue Yin in the air, and the sky is not clear.

Demonic veins fill the world.

Chu Wuyou's cavalry is brave and good at fighting, not afraid of water or fire.

It is no different from the legendary battle of Lingyun 20 years ago.

But now, the water tribe's help has arrived, but they still can't repel the enemy soldiers. There are still a group of evil spirits pestering them, and there is nothing they can do.

How could it be such a mess.

As promised, just hold on to Lingyun Peak.

Military Advisor, you know how to bully honest people and bully me for being prettier than you.

It is naturally not difficult to escape the Ghost Lord's attack.

But since the princess had spread the word about his resurrection, she naturally wanted him to find a way to stop it.

But what can he do?

If the resurrection is successful.

Pan Lang looked into the distance. The ghost babies grabbed the soldiers' legs and climbed to their shoulders, biting their necks, like huge, ugly, skinned frogs. Then the ghost babies disappeared, leaving only whining bursts. soldiers.

When Chu Wuyou's soldiers saw these soldiers, they turned around with their spears and halberds. They did not hit, chop, or stab, nor did they have the intention to kill.

Could it be that Chu Wuyou's envoys deceived him and caused chaos in his formation, and [-] soldiers were sacrificed to the ghost clan in vain.

Where do these dirty things come from?
"Who knows where these guys come from?" Pan Lang asked in a voice.

I saw rolling waves in Lingyun River and a burst of green smoke.

"Are you still chasing me?"

After the ghost master finished speaking, he turned around and turned into black smoke and headed towards the river.Pan Lang was left standing where he was.

Pan Lang was also tortured and his eyes turned red, and he chased the general without caring about his own safety.

"Little Ghost Master, don't run away. We haven't fought yet?"

Just as he took a step forward, a Canglong Halberd was held in front of him.

"What? You want to fight me now?"

Pan Lang challenged.

"No, no, I just won't let you pass. I said, you are not worthy enough for me to do it."

"My surname is Pan and my name is An, and I am one of the most handsome men. How could you slander my appearance like this?"

Chu Wuyou looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had never heard such interesting words in thousands of years, and it seemed that the speaker really meant the most interesting words in the world.

"It's interesting and interesting. I just say that people can't all die. Interesting people still have a sense of beauty. Skin really doesn't count as everything about a person."

"Of course, some people have good looks, but their hearts are uglier than ghosts. Some people are not good-looking, but they are very smart and kind-hearted. Let me tell you, Emperor Liang, who is more beautiful?"

(End of this chapter)