The years when I explored the fairyland

The first round of volleys from the Shenji Cannons were all a bit off, and the points of impact were scattered and different.

But after calibration, the second round of volleys seemed very accurate.

They were aimed at the front of the ghost army. The effective killing of each shell was a hundred meters. With the combination of the evil-breaking golden light and the wood thorn, most of the ghost soldiers and some low-level ghost generals could be killed.

Then, the shells moved forward at a speed of fifty meters each time. Although it was not standard, it was visible to the naked eye.

If we use professional terms, this is called "Xu Jin Barrage". Even if there are fierce ghosts and ghost generals who are not dead, the second damage will follow, and those who escape slowly will be killed.

Of course, there are also ghost generals who seize the opportunity, either jumping into the air or slashing ghost blades to destroy the shells.

The effect is naturally there, but it is really not great, and the damage area is even larger.

Because, the killing range of the evil-breaking golden light that exploded in the air was much wider than that after landing, just like a series of small suns that exploded. The area covered by the light was only a scene of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The only place that could be fearless and undamaged was naturally the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal City.

The surging ghost energy turned into a shield, blocking the attack of the shells. Although it was also burned by the evil-breaking golden light, it had almost no effect.

However, the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal obviously would not allow the human race to attack like this. Standing at the bow, his eyes flashed with a dangerous light. He was seen slowly raising his hands and chanting an ancient spell.

As a result, the leaden clouds in the sky became thicker and even formed tornadoes, pouring down.

The Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal controlled these netherworld forces, turned them into a sea of ​​clouds, surging, and blocked the ghost army in front.

The shells fell into it, as if they were corroded, and would explode in a very short time.

Groups of evil-breaking golden light exploded, like torches that lit up and then went out, eroded by the swarming netherworld power.

Although the evil-breaking golden light restrained the netherworld power, you had to consider quantity while paying attention to quality.

There was too much netherworld power, so much that the evil-breaking golden light could not consume it.

But the human race was not without a solution.

Behind the hill, in the center of the army, on the newly built platform for selecting generals, Zuo Qiutong, dressed in armor, stood upright, staring at the light screen in front of him.

Standing in his position, there were too many obstructions, and he could not see the battlefield, but in front of him, there were water mirrors on the ground.

The magic power was connected, and there was a projection on the water mirror, showing the situation on the battlefield.

To be precise, there were sixteen water mirrors, with a sufficient height to monitor all directions.

Seeing that the shells were useless, he pulled out a flag and threw it out, shouting: "Stop the shelling, change the ammunition, use the Yaoyang shells!"

"Immediately!"

Someone took the flag immediately, crushed a sound transmission note, and quickly conveyed the order.

In front, the artillery platform that received the order immediately took action. They carefully took out a box from the storage bag.

Take it with care and put it on the ground. Everyone was careful for fear of any collision.

When the lid was opened, a shell of the same size, silver-white, mirror-like, and with broken gold patterns appeared.

There was only one shell in each box, and the ice magic weapon was placed inside. The spreading low temperature ensured its stability.

When loading the shells later, everyone was more careful, and even dared not inject too much mana when urging.

In the end, the sound of the cannon firing became a muffled sound, and the "bang bang bang bang" completely lost its previous momentum.

But when ten shells exploded in the air, the dazzling sunlight swept across ten miles in an instant, as if ten suns appeared in the sky.

At this moment, the power of the netherworld and the overwhelming power were all jokes. Ten suns were in the sky, and everything was bright as far as the eye could see.

The ghosts have their own methods, and the human race certainly has its own heritage.

Yaoyang Gold, an extremely special spiritual material, is said to be a metal that fell from the sun star. In fact, no one knows its specific origin.

But this spiritual material has an extremely high temperature. After heating, it will burn out in a very short time and turn into a sun star to dispel the darkness.

Before the war with the ghosts, when the Alliance of All Living Beings was established, someone proposed an idea - put this Yaoyang Gold in the ghosts and detonate it, the effect will be absolutely shocking.

Unfortunately, this thing is not easy to transport, put, and refine, and it must be used with extreme caution.

Finally, after the Shenji Cannon was successfully refined, someone proposed to use Yaoyang Gold as cannonballs.

The reason for thinking so is simple. The Shenji Cannon is no longer driven by gunpowder, but by the expansion of spiritual energy.

In this way, it is possible to launch Yaoyang Gold.

As for the effect, the trembling ghosts in the dazzling sunlight are a clear proof.

Even as powerful as the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal, he was unwilling to bear it. With a roll of ghost energy, he had already sunk into the ship.

However, the netherworld energy he drove, plus the heavy leaden clouds in the sky, were all dispelled, showing a bright night sky with sparse moon and stars.

In other words, it is now night. If the sun is in the sky, it is possible that a large number of these ghosts will die.

However, Yaoyang Bullet is good in everything, but it does not last long. It only lasts for a few minutes, and then it quickly decays and dissipates.

There was a moment of silence on the battlefield, but a hoarse roar came from the Eight Desolate City, which seemed to be exasperated.

Then, a powerful ghost started beating the war drums.

The war drums were all made of ghost skins, with heads embedded on the drums. Every time they were struck, they let out a shrill howl.

This kind of howl is extremely creepy to the human race, and it makes their hair stand on end.

But to the ghosts, it sounds like the words of the saint, which blinds their limited wisdom and makes them fall into madness.

So, hundreds of thousands of ghost armies completely lost their order, and just charged with the wind and ghost fire.

They didn't even go in one direction, but in all directions. As long as the human race was there, the ghosts would kill them.

This kind of chaos is a taboo in military strategy, but it is not normal for the ghosts.

Seeing the ghosts overwhelming and coming again, countless human soldiers on the hills have already been ready.

The artillery retreated, and a warrior who was about ten feet tall and had infinite strength stood in front.

They held shields that were bigger than themselves, with barbs on them and a purple glow.

These were all magic weapons stained with purple light grass.

Behind them, there were warriors fighting on foot, a high altar, a crossbow waiting to be fired, and barbarians riding on moon-gazing rhinos, full of fighting spirit.

However, they did not move, remembering the discipline, and never taking action without orders.

Until the ghosts got closer and closer, so that the human soldiers in front could already see the distorted faces of the ghosts.

So, the fire shot up into the sky, the order was issued, and some human archers almost instinctively infused magic power and pulled the trigger.

So, a dense sound of "buzz buzz buzz" came out, and a burst of arrows rose to the sky, drew a beautiful arc, and began to fall.

The Shenji Bailian crossbow finally began to show its power. Their number was much larger than the Shenji cannon, but they were not as good at shooting, so they had to let the ghosts get closer before shooting.

And the arrows they shot out looked ordinary at first, but when they fell, they rubbed the air and brought up purple streams.

These are arrows wrapped with evil-suppressing talismans and soaked in purple light grass. They are very troublesome to make. Although they are not as good as magic weapons, they are disposable and will be useless after use.

The arrows fell, like a purple meteor shower, extremely beautiful.

But for the ghosts, this is an unavoidable nightmare, and countless ghosts were pierced by arrows.

The purple light grass burned the blood, and the high temperature ignited the evil-suppressing talisman. With a bang, the purple flames burned and enveloped the ghosts.

So, on the earth, it seemed that purple fires were burning all over the ground, and the twisted high temperature scorched every ghost.

And such arrow rain was shot for six rounds, killing tens of thousands of ghosts.

But for the ghosts who have fallen into madness, death only means the end of killing. As long as they are not dead, they will continue to charge.

After six rounds of arrow rain, the human race finally started close combat.

The arrows led by the barbarians drove the Moon-Watching Rhino to charge, and the huge battle axe flashed purple light, and it had already entered the battlefield.

The warriors and immortals followed closely behind, and they formed a team of three and cooperated very well.

One was responsible for attack, one was responsible for defense, and the other was responsible for casting spells. The three of them took turns and entered the battlefield, just like cutting tofu with a knife, with ease.

These people were almost all the backbones of Xuanzhen Palace. From time to time, they switched between martial arts and magic, and killed the ghosts without holding back.

And the more powerful ghosts, those ghost generals, and even the ghost kings were all blocked by the masters of Xuanzhen Palace.

The second-generation disciples took action one by one, either with sword energy, amazing magic, or using magic tools and magic treasures in turn, which made those ghost kings unable to take advantage.

The most amazing thing was that the human race launched an extremely unique chariot.

Although it is called a chariot, it is not pulled by a spirit beast, but the wheels of the track rotate, and it is cast with spirit iron. It is incredibly heavy and even more amazing when it moves.

Wherever it passes, no matter what the terrain is, it will just crush it.

The upper body of the chariot presents a unique semicircular shape, like an inverted bowl.

At first glance, the first thing that comes to mind is the Ghost Control Fortress. Yes, this is a movable Ghost Control Fortress.

As for the means of attack, some of them have a Shenji Bailian crossbow on top. The special structure can ensure that the crossbow arrows are automatically strung, and each time they can cover a large area.

Some of them have a smaller miracle cannon on top, with less recoil and less exaggerated shells.

But on the battlefield, no ghost king is willing to face it directly.

However, it is obvious that these two guys are trial versions, with only more than 20 in total, and the number of artillery and crossbow arrows is also insufficient.

Well, it’s not insufficient, but in such a battlefield, no matter how many there are, they can’t withstand unlimited firing.

Later, without "ammunition", they simply cooperated with the surrounding teams.

They stood in the front, relying on their size and weight to face the big guys in the ghost tribe, and then let other teams attack from both wings.

Don't say, although this tactic was used for the first time, the effect was surprisingly good.

In this melee, the ghost tribe was suppressed and even began to slaughter.

However, the ghost tribe's greatest advantage is the number. If the way is not cut off, they can provide endless support.

But at this time, behind the battlefield, Zuo Qiutong paced left and right, staring at the battlefields everywhere.

Until a certain moment, he personally crushed the sound transmission talisman in his hand.

His voice seemed unusually excited: "Move, move for me."

So, behind the battlefield, there was a sudden explosion, and the ground collapsed with a rumble, revealing a bottomless crack.

Many ghosts fell directly into the crack, and many humans rushed out on both sides, throwing evil-breaking talismans into it without paying.

So, the golden light shone, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and scared the other ghosts away from moving forward.

Of course, it is unrealistic to say that just one crack can stop the ghosts. Even if they can't fly, they can float.

But at this moment, everyone stopped, because the humans who came out of nowhere had already lined up neatly.

They even launched two divine machine cannons, ten divine machine hundred-refined crossbows, and several old warriors with strength not inferior to golden elixir, standing in the air.

And there are nine such lines of defense in the direction of Zhou Juetian.

Their mission is only one, yes, only one, to use all means and exhaust all their abilities, just to stop the support of the ghosts.

The plan of moving mountains, to put it bluntly, is to close the door and beat the dog, and kill the enemy chief.

What is a mountain?

The one who can lead the way is the mountaintop. In Zhou Juetian, not to mention the high existence, there are only nine ghost immortals who can be the mountaintops.

And moving mountains, moving mountains, naturally means choosing a mountaintop, moving it away, extinguishing it, and pressing it to death.

For the other ghost immortals, removing one of the nine mountaintops is a great deterrent, telling them that the human race is not unable to kill them.

And for the human race, a big victory and the death of an enemy leader are the best means to boost morale.

In fact, it should be said that thanks to the general attack of the ghost race, Zuo Qiutong had the opportunity to pretend to fail.

Otherwise, there would be only three lines of defense to resist the subsequent support of the ghost race.

Three, or three deep into Zhou Juetian, their isolation and helplessness can only be seen in danger.

But now, Zuo Qiutong calmly arranged six lines of defense, plus the previous three lines of defense, even if the ghost army arrived, they would have to stare blankly.

And the time gained is enough for the human race to "move the mountain".

The battle lasted for a whole day and night. The endless fighting had filled the hill with corpses.

But at this time, the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal finally realized something was wrong.

Because, on the battlefield, the number of ghosts was decreasing, while the number of humans was increasing.

This seemed almost impossible to him, but now, it happened.

When he came to his senses and checked again, he found that he seemed to have been surrounded by humans.

The follow-up army of the ghosts had been cut off for a long time.

At this time, even if he was not smart, he felt the danger, the deadly danger.

So, the Sky-Surveying Boat began to try to turn around, and the fog spread, as if to escape.

It would be fine if it didn't move. Once it moved, the humans who were originally leisurely cleaning up the battlefield moved at a faster speed.

It was visible to the naked eye that countless warriors and immortals were coming from all directions, like a tide, as if to submerge the Sky-Surveying Boat.

At this moment, the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal could no longer hold back!

Outside the Sky-Surveying Boat, the fog became thicker and thicker. There were pairs of scarlet eyes that lit up in the fog, and then turned into various strange forms and rushed out of the fog.

The worst of these ghosts had the cultivation of a mid-level ghost general, and a large part of them had the strength of a ghost king.

They surrounded the Sky-Surveying Boat, and the ghost energy was cultivated into a piece, as vast as the ocean, with a magnificent momentum and extremely amazing.

As the pinnacle of Zhou Juetian, the ghost immortals were very strong, not only in strength, but also in foundation.

For a long time, they either encountered challenges or consciously collected, and they have enslaved countless powerful ghosts and driven them.

Just like the Mushang Ghost City, the strange sculptures everywhere are actually sealed ghosts.

And the Eight Desolate Ghost City sealed all these powerful ghosts in the bottom of the ship until they were needed to let them come out to kill the enemy.

Even for the ghosts, this kind of seal will damage the origin, so the ghosts after the ban are basically uncontrollable.

This is one of the tricks that the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal has used.

At this time, the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal floated up from the Sky Patrol Boat, with a slender figure and a Yinfeng Ghost Fire Crown standing tall.

He didn't waste any words and said directly: "Let me go, otherwise, I will fight you to the death!"

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