Chapter 46 Appearance

The sixteen-eyed monster's eyes also followed the soul-fixing flag, and even turned his head slightly, watching it very attentively.

After waving the white flag for a while, the two young and strong attendants of Baishan Qingshui were sweating profusely.

However, the sixteen-eyed monster stopped moving, and his original violent suspicion was replaced by confusion. The soul-calling flag in front of him covered other vitality and emitted waves that made him happy, but paying too much attention to this flag consumed his soul power and made his already unclear mind even more confused.

This thing worked on him like a sedative to humans.

After a while, the sixteen-eyed monster even scratched the back of his head in a very humane way, turned around and walked away slowly.

Seeing it finally turn into black smoke and follow the large army into the sky, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Baishan Qingshui also put away the soul-fixing flag, sat down on the spot, and tried to regulate his breath, not caring about the sweat on his forehead.

Waving the flag for such a short while caused a double overdraft of physical and mental strength.

At this time, all the resentful souls that came out of the pool were huge, large in size and small in number, and they kept a certain distance from each other, unlike the resentful souls that were crowded together before, with no sense of boundaries.

There was even a small group of resentful souls following them, following them step by step, looking like followers.

Seeing this, He Lingchuan also understood that these things had higher power and rank among the resentful souls. Just like humans, those who are well-known and have status are not short of younger brothers.

Fortunately, they were not as sharp as the sixteen-eyed monsters, or they had no intention of looking down for more, and they rose into the sky surrounded by the soul group.

When they all left, the pool was quiet, and no new resentful souls emerged.

At this time, the light of the false barrier began to weaken, and it was obvious that Sun Fuping’s statement that it was short-lived was not an excuse.

Taking advantage of this gap, Nian Songyu whispered to Sun Fuping: "It seems that they have all run away."

Sun Fuping tried to be safe and shook his head to indicate "wait a little longer."

They were safe and sound here, and could still talk normally, but outside Panlong City, there was already a strong wind, flying sand and rocks, and there was no quiet place. The Duhun Powder was still effective, and everyone clearly saw that the soul column formed by thousands of resentful souls erupted to half a sky high and then splashed in all directions. Every sesame-sized black dot was a resentful soul, and such black dots filled the sky and rushed to every corner of the Panlong Desert with the strong wind.

The Crazy Sand Season has started. This is the first time everyone has seen its birth process clearly.

In just half a day, the Crazy Sand Season will sweep across the entire Panlong Desert and cover the sky for the next long few months.

Seeing this, the whole team silently lowered their heads.

He Lingchuan turned his head and saw the solemnity on He Chunhua's face.

Although it was only a few days away from September, the regulars of Hongya Road also understood the unpredictable bad temper of the Panlong Desert and would most likely avoid it as soon as possible, but Sun Fuping triggered the Crazy Sand Season in advance, and many people must have died as a result.

Apart from anything else, those post stations that had not yet been evacuated would definitely be wiped out.

But they only learned of Sun Fuping's plan after entering Panlong City, and the other party's position was much higher than theirs, so how could they disobey?

He was afraid that the old man would be too burdened psychologically, so he asked quietly: "Dad, are you okay?"

"Yeah." He Chunhua was staring at Chi Jing in a daze, and subconsciously replied, "Protect me, the real danger is probably just about to begin."

"Oh, okay."

No new resentful souls appeared in Chi Jing for a while.

Everyone asked the national teacher for instructions.

They all stood and watched, but Sun Fuping was not idle. He had already grabbed a branch and drew a talisman array on the ground.

The array was very large, encircling everyone inside, and the drawing process did not look complicated.

It was obviously a simple line, but He Chunhua found it more and more interesting the more he looked at it. He couldn't help but ask, "Master, are you summoning a magic circle?"

"Yes, just in case." Sun Fuping also felt that he had waited enough and stopped his work. "Okay, since nothing else has come out of the pool, let's prepare..."

Before he finished speaking, the calm pool water exploded again without warning, and another group of resentful souls came out.

It was another army of dead souls.

There were infantrymen holding swords and shields, and cavalrymen riding horses and holding guns. As soon as they appeared, they were wrapped in murderous aura!

He Lingchuan felt a chill on his back from a few feet away, and goose bumps were aroused.

There were also angry roars and hatred, but bystanders always felt something different.

They did not look stronger than other fighting souls, but many soldiers looked thinner. Some soldiers had arrow feathers in their quivers that were colorful and no one knew where they came from; some cavalrymen carried spears that were just shaved white wax rods, with prickly wood thorns that had not been polished smooth; most soldiers' armor was very old, with the unique gray smell of old things, and the colors and sizes of the armor plates were different. It was obvious that they had been repaired and patched up, and maybe they were just patched up by dismantling the armor in the east and patching the armor in the west.

But their eyes were as tough and cruel as the mountain wolves.

The thinnest one among them also had the courage to run forward and fearless.

The people of Heishui City happened to be facing this army, and almost everyone bowed their heads and closed their eyes at the first time, not daring to look at them.

The sharp edge that was honed by thousands of hammers and tempers was not dared to face even the Heishui City army that had repeatedly repelled the enemy and the fierce bandits who roamed the desert with blood on their blades.

These resentful souls were really different from before.

He Lingchuan secretly clenched his fists.

These, are the Dafeng Army?

Sure enough, a flag soldier appeared and confirmed his thoughts.

This resentful soul rode a red horse and held up a large flag. On the bright red flag was a single large character:

Zhong!

He Lingchuan remembered that his team also had a flag with the word "Zhong" hidden, and he felt mixed emotions. His team carried the "Zhong" flag to avoid disaster and keep safe, while others carried the flag to go out to fight and kill the enemy.

This is the authentic Dafeng Army, a legendary division.

He could hear the people around him breathing heavily, and it was obvious that everyone present was full of emotions.

He Lingchuan subconsciously widened his eyes, wanting to see the demeanor of the two legendary figures.

He had seen many generals in the ranks of the fighting souls. Did that mean that Zhong Shengguang or General Hong would also come out of the pool?

Unfortunately, he was dazzled by the vast team and could not find his target.

At this moment, Sun Fuping said in a hurry: "The barrier can't hold on."

Nian Songyu and others were shocked. Looking at the illusion barrier, it was indeed in a precarious state. The khaki light shield was sometimes bright and sometimes dim, just like the bad-tempered chandelier in the attic where He Lingchuan used to live.

He Lingchuan screamed: "Can't you hold on a little longer?"

Now it's the Dafeng Army! No matter whether they are alive or dead, they are still as fierce as before.