The dark world of the dead ushered in the arrival of the Yang people, and the blood and wolf smoke soared into the sky covered the rolling yin energy.

"The first row of shields is ready...!"

"The second row of long swords is ready..."

"The third row of guns is on standby...!"

A man flew quickly from the sky to inspect the preparations of the soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty.

At this time, the shield is supported on the ground, and the handle of the knife is tightly grasped with both hands.

The long spear in the back row was placed on the shoulders of a companion, the tip of the spear passed through the shield, and the tail of the spear was pressed to the ground.

The army of corpse ghosts was already looking at it from afar, with countless bows and crossbows hanging on the strings, and arrows aimed at the sky.

"shoot……!"

As the army of corpse ghosts approached fifty meters, countless clusters of arrows shot out, covering the range of three hundred meters ahead.

"shoot……!"

There is no interval, waves of arrows are endless, and corpses are constantly pouring into death.

A small number of them were not shot through their heads, and they were covered with arrow clusters. They rushed to the Western Qin soldiers formation in front of the clusters, and were directly hit by a spear, and their heads were broken like watermelons.

"In, go in, go in!"

When a hundred-year-old corpse ghost appeared in the army of corpse ghosts and went upstream against the cluster of arrows, the soldiers of Western Qin did not retreat but advanced.

call out……!

A crossbow arrow as thick as an arm came across the sky, cutting through the sky and heading straight for the hundred-year-old corpse ghost.

The hundred-year-old corpse ghost instinctively stretched out his arm to block the crossbow arrow.

A flash of flames flashed across the crossbow arrow, making a roaring explosion.

A hundred-year-old corpse ghost is like a mantis arm blocking a chariot, instantly folding his hands and shattering his head.

At this moment, the ghost clan hidden in the army of corpse ghosts moved. Countless corpse ghosts roared to the sky, and the yin energy gathered in vain, and the sky changed its color.

"Qi and blood celestial phenomena!"

Seeing this, Meng Tian did not hesitate and used the exercises taught by Shen Huixian.

Above the sky, the invisible qi, blood, and wolf smoke appeared, like a huge furnace, burning yin energy.

When the pure yang energy encounters the yin energy, it is like water and fire intertwining.

“Woo…!”

The corpse ghost raised his head to absorb the yin energy, and a little black air appeared on his pale face, and the pupils as big as mung beans spread, turning into dark green.

The next moment, they stared at the Western Qin army together, opened their mouths and roared, and ran up wildly.

Among the corpse ghosts, countless virtual ghosts turned into ghosts, shuttled through the body of the corpse ghosts, followed the corpse ghosts to attack the Western Qin army.

Qi and Blood Handprint!

Relying on control of Qi, Blood, and Smoke, Meng Tian flew up in the air and waved his hand and slashed it down.

Countless huge handprints of blood and wolf smoke thundered into the army of corpses and ghosts.

The army of corpse ghosts burst into pieces and made a shrill scream. The evil ghosts could not even react, and they were so heartbroken.

At the same time, other Western Qin monks flew up and controlled the blood and wolf smoke to fall into the front row of Western Qin soldiers.

The soldiers in the front row of Xiqin were like they were injected with chicken blood, and waved their hands and the injured area recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. They did not lose any disadvantage in fighting against the corpse ghosts.

At this moment, in the face of the huge military force, all the secret techniques and spells were weakened to the extreme.

In this level of battle, the monks on both sides could no longer control the situation.

Meng Tian fell back to the ground and explained the situation to Huai Ming and Shen Huixian who were waiting. He wanted to capture the thief and the king, but he was afraid that the other party would have a secret method to escape.

"I am merciful!"

Huaiming chanted in a low voice, thought for a while, and said, "I have the supernatural powers of Buddhism and his mind, so I can find out the other party."

Huaiming didn't say anything else, obviously he was not sure.

Shen Huixian looked at the old monk and was quite curious about the other party's magical powers.

Immediately, when the two of them looked at him, Shen Huixian passed it with his eyes: "I will bless you with a spell, which will hurt people's souls."

Chen Huixian’s understanding of sword pupils became deeper and he could confine the sword shadow to pass it on to others.

Upon hearing this, Meng Tian and Huai Ming were shocked.

Huaiming whispered: "Senior, good at it."

For them, it is extremely incredible to pass their own spells to others for use.

Meng Tian said respectfully: "Don't hesitate to do things, I'll bother you to give me the Dharma."

Chen Huixian looked at Meng Tian's eyes, and countless sword shadows flashed in his eyes. Meng Tian felt a slight tingling pain and subconsciously withdrew his gaze.

Even his already strong perverted body could not stand it at this moment.

Meng Tian rubbed his eyes and wiped away the tears that were naturally left.

He felt what was in his eyes. Without anyone else's words, he understood that as long as he used his spiritual sense to touch it, the magic in his eyes would shoot out of his eyes.

Meng Tian opened his eyes, looked at Chen Huixian, and said, "Thank you for your Dharma."

"It's nothing. This magic requires a look at others. It's extremely fast, but my cultivation is not yet advanced enough, and I can only hurt the enemy but not kill the enemy."

Chen Huixian's mind was exhausted, and after he passed this sentence, he closed his eyes and warmed his mind and incarnated.

Meng Tian received the blessing of Chen Huixian, and was more confident in capturing the other party. He turned around and said to Monk Huaiming: "Master, I'll trouble you next."

After saying that, Meng Tian began to command the army.

The situation on both sides, which were originally evenly matched, changed, and the Western Qin army slowly split, and the sound of horse hooves went from far to near.

"Not good, it's dangerous."

Kay stood in the distance and watched the battlefield, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Since the Western Qin army did not go to rescue the front army, Qai had a bad premonition. Until he saw the Western Qin iron cavalry suddenly rushed into the battlefield, he had a premonition that the ghost clan was about to be defeated.

Of course, Kai didn't expect Meng Tian's intention.

After all, with their strength, it is extremely difficult to be captured under the protection of the army.

Princess Asano had expected everything. As long as she could strangle the opponent's front army, all these corpses would be dead.

In the Hungry Ghost Hell, corpses and ghosts are everywhere.

Huaiming sat on the horse's back, closing his eyes to sense the surroundings.

The will of the corpse ghosts and evil ghosts are chaotic, the memory is broken, and most of them are scenes of suffering and struggle.

Huaiming used his mind and empathized with it, and his Buddha's heart was unshakable.

"There!"

Suddenly, Huai Ming opened his eyes and stared sharply at somewhere hidden among the ghouls.

The next moment, Huaiming rose into the air, like a shuttle, passing through corpses, hungry ghosts, evil ghosts, etc.

"kill……!"

The Western Qin Iron Cavalry turned in the direction and directly circled the original form, taking Huaiming as the center, splitting the army of corpse and ghosts.

Landslides and cracks!

Meng Tian jumped up and landed violently, and huge force fracturing the ground.

He kept walking, swinging his long spear, strangling the corpse ghosts like mowing grass.

Princess Asano looked at the besieged army and the sudden attack of Huai Ming and Meng Tian, ​​and her expression changed drastically.

She never expected that the other party would take such a ruthless move and would come straight for her.

escape!

When she realized something was wrong, Princess Asano used the ghost clan's martial arts and turned into a floating phantom, which flashed a hundred meters.

"I am merciful to you, the donor should stay."

Huaiming's voice was like a shadow, chasing him closely.

Meng Tian controlled the qi, blood, and smoke. His whole body was like a huge furnace, shiny red, and a radius of one kilometer filled it, and all the spells were weakened.
Chapter completed!