Text Chapter 1444 Empathy!

"Crack, click, click, click!"

Thousands of skeleton soldiers ran faster and faster, and the bones rubbed against each other, making sharp and strange noises, and they gathered into a sea of ​​creepiness.

In addition, the altar and siege tower, which were tens of meters or even tens of meters high, were built of white bones, and they were also surrounded by skeleton soldiers, slowly moving towards the city wall.

Following the skeleton soldiers was a highly rotten walking corpse with an extremely hideous face, just looking at it could give people nightmares for three days and three nights.

Those specially refined copper corpses, silver corpses, and golden corpses still guarded the Bone Path Palace deep in the Yin soldiers and ghost army, coldly observing the subtle changes in the battle situation.

When Zhenhai Tingtao formation was in full swing, the entire Dongning Mansion trembled slightly.

The continuous blue arcs tore one after another of remnants, skeletons and walking corpses into pieces.

But the annihilation of the remnant soul also greatly interfered with the operation of Zhenhai Tingtao formation.

As more and more fragments of remnant souls floated in the air, the ripples on the formation became more and more violent, and the color became darker and dimmer, gradually becoming thinner and more transparent.

More and more remnant souls, skeletons and walking corpses broke into the defensive formation.

In many places, the Zhenhai Tingtao Formation even intertwined with the white lotus mist released by the Yin Soldiers and Ghost Army, colliding with each other, swallowing and melting, and holes that lingered for a long time appeared.

The huge bone siege equipment in the ghost army passed through the hole and marched towards Dongning city inch by inch.

"Slaying demons and eliminating demons is now!"

"Your family is all in the city, do you want them to look like the city?"

"Rush, rush, Yuqionglou, Dongjianghui, Haisha faction and other twelve sects have jointly issued a reward. Those who fight bravely will be given priority to be included in the sect and become disciples of the outer sect! The original disciples of the outer sect can also be promoted For inner disciples! Inner disciples, according to their combat achievements, have their own rewards of exercises, magic weapons and crystals!"

Since ancient times, the defenders of the city have never been foolishly curled up on the tower and passively beaten. In that case, no matter how strong the city is, it will not be able to defend it for three days.

It is necessary to select elite soldiers in the city, take the initiative to attack, destroy the enemy's siege equipment, and dampen the enemy's morale!

Before the Yin soldiers and ghosts attacked, the main gate of Dongning City slowly opened, and the elite cavalry of the imperial court in the city rolled out like a black iron whirlwind, followed by low-level disciples from various sects.

As for the high-ranking monks, they naturally turned into streamers of light and swept towards the ghosts flying in the sky!

The elite soldiers of the imperial court, who have survived hundreds of battles, have an awe-inspiring and inviolable bloody murderous aura. The murderous aura of many elite soldiers is condensed together, and with the blessing of cultivators, it forms a substantial red mist.

Wherever the mist diffuses, the Yin soldiers and ghost army there will make strange "squeak" noises as if they have touched the magma, and wisps of white smoke will come out. If it is heavy, it will disappear invisible, and if it is light, it will be melted to half. The spirit body turned into twisted ripples.

Not to mention the cultivators, among the eighteen weapons of the sacrificial swords, guns, swords and halberds, dazzling brilliance of red, orange, red, green, blue, blue and purple bursts out, piercing the hearts of Yin soldiers and ghost soldiers like sharp swords, and there are almost no Yin soldiers. The ghost army is their unanimous enemy!

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

The army was devastated, and soon destroyed several bone altars and siege towers that broke into the formation of Zhenhai Tingtao.

Once the Altar of White Bone collapsed, the mist of white lotus covering the heads of the Yin soldiers and ghost soldiers dissipated immediately. Without the protection of the mist of white lotus, many newly dead and remnant souls could no longer maintain their spirit bodies, and collapsed, annihilated, and dissipated on the spot, even after years The old ghosts became a little panicked and hesitated, as if they had lost their strongest armor.

At first glance, the army of Yin soldiers and ghosts would be broken at the touch of a touch, and they were no match for the cultivators and the imperial army at all.

But if you observe carefully, you can find that with the passage of time, more and more ghost soldiers "died tragically" under the magic weapons of the cultivators, but many of the magic weapons were corroded to dim, and they were faintly covered by streaks of gray. Or black, winding like a small snake.

And the cultivators who seemed to be killing all directions and powerful, all of them turned black, their eyes dimmed, their movements became slower and slower, and strange expressions that they didn't even notice gradually appeared on their faces.

Even standing on the psychic flying boat, Li Yao could sense the battlefield below, like a pot of boiling poison, "gudu gudu" emitted clouds of deadly poisonous gas.

As long as you are on this battlefield, no matter how high the level is, no matter how strong the cultivator is, or no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it will inevitably be disturbed, polluted, and corroded by a large number of remnant souls. Even if you win, you will kill a thousand enemies. A tragic victory with a loss of 800.

This is the fear of the Yin soldiers and ghost army, and it is also the reason why the vast majority of cultivators are unwilling to collide head-on with the Yin soldiers and ghost army unless it is absolutely necessary.

suddenly--

Rushing to the front, a mighty and indomitable local monk of the southeast sect just now carried an incomparably domineering nine-ringed golden-backed saber, smashed a dozen skeleton soldiers with one blow, and struck dozens of people with thunder in his palm. All the remnants of the soul were wiped out, but suddenly his eyes opened wide, his face was ashen, and black lines appeared on his face, like a huge spider lying on the front door, throwing the sword to the side, dying Stuck on his own neck, rolling all over the floor, screaming!

But one or several old ghosts, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, sneaked into his brain and launched a fatal soul attack on him!

The fall of this southeast cultivator was like a signal that more and more cultivators were dancing, foaming at the mouth, and lost their minds under the haunting ghosts of more and more old ghosts!

After some people struggled in pain for a while, strong black air would spew out from their mouths, nose, eyes, and ears, and the black air was mixed with screams of "squeaks", which were all dispelled from their brains. Old ghosts who have accumulated years, failed to possess their bodies, and were so weakened that they would be torn to pieces by their murderous aura even if they didn't need to make up for them.

However, there are also some weak souls, or low-level monks who have just been injured. After a violent tremor, they will completely turn into puppets filled with black air, exposed veins, protruding eyes, and lifeless puppets. Instead, they pick up their swords without saying a word , to kill his comrades!

These people were either successfully possessed by old ghosts, or their auditory, visual, and olfactory nerves were interfered by ghosts, making them mistakenly think that their comrades around them were rotten walking corpses, brandishing swords and groaning. Roar and attack your comrades!

The originally unstoppable cultivators and the imperial army suddenly became chaotic.

The elite of the ghost army, those copper corpses, silver corpses and golden corpses prepared with special microorganisms, as well as the super skeleton soldiers refined from the bones of various animals, and engraved with strange runes on the bones, finally out!

These elite combat powers are at least comparable to the high-level practitioners in the Qi refining period or even the foundation-building monks among the cultivators. Under Ning Cheng.

The few high-ranking monks in Dongning City also came out in full force, fighting with the Yin soldiers and ghost army, and staged the climax of this battle between the living and the dead!

"It's now!"

In the sky, the formation of the Yin soldiers and ghost army was observed to be loose. A psychic flying boat left the battlefield slowly, made a large circle from the right wing of the battlefield, and swept towards the opponent's rear formation.

Before the other party found out, five streaks of light had already jumped out of the ship's side, like five shooting stars, and shot towards the core of the Yin soldiers and ghost army, the Bone Dao Palace!

"Old mother Bailian must be in the Bone Dao Palace, as long as this beast is killed, the chaos of ghosts can be quelled!"

"Dear friends, be careful not to get entangled with the ghosts around you. If you are polluted by thousands of ghosts, your spiritual energy will not work for a while, and you will easily fall into the siege of the army. Even if you can escape, you will lose a lot of money." Cultivation!"

"Old Mother Bailian is illusory, has no fixed form, and is extremely difficult to capture and kill, everyone must be careful!"

The five streamers are naturally Li Yao, Yan Liren, Qi Zhongdao, Ba Xiaoyu and Master Kuchan, the five super Nascent Souls.

Only the five of them were able to kill Bailian's old mother under the protection of thousands of ghost soldiers and ghosts.

However, Qi Zhongdao, who was so focused on putting Bai Lian's mother to death, naturally wouldn't know, but Li Yao had other intentions, wanting to let Bai Lian's mother go, and then take the opportunity to track down and find Bai Lian's lair.

This war between the living and the dead is purely a tragedy. The living have the right to live, but is the revenge of the dead completely unreasonable?

Even if Old Mother Bailian can be completely suppressed today, as long as the world is still an airtight big wine vat, it won't be long before there will still be countless unjust souls, and among these unjust souls, a new "Mother Red Lotus" will be born. ", "Old Mother Black Lotus", "Old Mother Qinglian"!

Li Yao secretly made up his mind to use his own method to break the wine vat and end this never-ending tragedy!

Five beams of light rushed into the army of ghosts in an instant, and were immediately surrounded by the ubiquitous mist of white lotus.

Li Yao clearly sensed what the so-called being disturbed by ghosts was all about.

It was as if countless fragments of memory had pierced through his brain, making him feel countless fragmented lives in an instant.

In a trance, he seemed to be a victim struggling in the rapids, watching his homeland being swallowed by the flood.

In the next second, he became a patient who was burned by Foehn, lying on the side of the road with no one to take care of him, dying slowly in pain like thousands of ants biting his bones.

In the third second, he turned into a hungry victim again, his belly full of weeds and bark, and he watched the golden and emerald mountain gate of the practice sect fall crookedly on the ground.

Floods, flames, scorching sun, fierce beasts!

Countless horrific pictures slid before his eyes one by one.

, screaming, begging for mercy, cursing, fighting!

Countless voices also penetrated his eardrums.

Pain, luck, hope, despair, hatred!

All kinds of negative emotions are like poisonous spiders, crawling around on his cerebral cortex!

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