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Volume One Chapter 293 Awesome Military Formation

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    "Where did the wild ghost come from to cause trouble under the rule of King Dade?" Before they could take a closer look, they heard a loud shout in the space, and then a fierce ghost with a spear in hand, a ferocious face, and a bloody mouth appeared from it.  This ghost must have been a general in the army Looking at the fierce ghost in front of him, Chang Jin instantly guessed the opponent's background.  "Any soldier who has seen blood will be born with a blood evil aura in his soul after death, and it will condense into substance. Just like this, you can faintly see the black aura showing the soldiers' armor, and it is stained with dripping blood.  The waves of evil energy emanating from the body of a second-level ghost-immortal ghost caused those grass-headed gods to hurriedly stir up incense and whisper with their telepathy.  "Be brave, open your dog eyes and see clearly, this is the City God of Wanshan Prefecture. What a great virtuous king, he is just a rogue bandit. Today, the City God is here to save you and others, and quickly call your master to come out and surrender.  "Seeing the arrogant spirit on the other side, Wang Yan immediately stepped forward and scolded loudly.  "City God, are you the City God of Wanshan Prefecture?" The fierce ghost stared at Chang Jin, then roared: "What about the City God, take a spear from me first and then talk about it." Before he finished speaking, an awe-inspiring killing intent had already struck him.  Chang Jin fell on his head.  "Hmph, you don't overestimate your own capabilities," Chang Jin moved his wrist slightly and followed the sword back into its sheath.  The fierce ghost screamed, followed by a sizzling sound from half of its body, turning into black mist.  "I'll spare your life for the time being, go back and report quickly, and let the Great Virtue come to see me," Chang Jin said coldly.  "You wait," Li Gui suffered a big loss and hurriedly turned around and ran away.  Not long after, the palace door flashed, and hundreds of ghost sergeants appeared from it.  Seeing these sergeants, Chang Jin couldn't help but stare: All of them are already in the realm of ghosts and immortals. How is this possible?  If Chang Jin was only slightly shocked, the expressions of Wang Yan and other gods changed drastically.  None of them thought that there were so many powerful ghosts hiding in this inconspicuous sealing space. ???????????????????? These evil ghosts formed a square formation as they marched, and traces of blood-evil aura emerged from their bodies. They gathered more and more, became thicker and thicker, and soon formed a thick cloud.  Even though they were more than ten feet away, they could feel the huge killing intent like ice, which seemed to completely freeze them on the spot.  "Kill!" These sergeants suddenly shouted loudly and stopped.  Following their shouts, a ray of blood came, seemingly accompanied by countless fighting cries.  Impacted by this momentum, the fortunes of the incense above the heads of many gods suddenly swayed, and showed signs of falling again.  Before the war even started, they had already been deprived of their momentum.  When I really stood up later, I was afraid that the strength here was no match for me.  Thinking of this, Wang Yan couldn't help but show a bit of worry on his face, and turned to look at the City God in the front.  "It turns out that it was driven by the capture of the souls of my comrades. No wonder it was so evil." Chang Jin snorted coldly and drew out the sword again.  In an instant, a sword light flashed through the void, and the evil energy condensed like ink was cut off. After a moment, it slowly dissipated.  If his guess was correct, these fierce ghosts had such a state, and it was natural that they had devoured the souls of their fellow comrades.  It is recorded in "Zhi of Wanshan Prefecture" that when Liu Yuan invaded Wanshan Prefecture, his men kidnapped more than 100,000 refugees.  After the defeat, not even a single refugee was left alive, and rivers of blood flowed on the battlefield.  Although the souls of most refugees will slowly dissipate over time after death, those sergeants are different. They have strong minds, and with the blessing of military luck, most of their souls can be preserved.  If there are no accidents, this space should at least be filled with souls.  But just now Chang Jin released his spiritual sense and found that there were only a few hundred ghosts in the space, not even a thousand.  If you look at the blood demon above their heads, you can feel the deep-rooted hatred between them.  "Thank you, Lord City God." Many grass-headed people woke up and felt cold all over.  "The king has arrived." At this time, another voice came.  Only the clatter of horse hooves was heard, and twenty or thirty Yin horses formed a military formation and quickly ran to the gods.  The leading Yin horse was obviously much taller, with a majestic appearance, and it neighed loudly, with green will-o'-the-wisps shooting out of its eye sockets.  A fierce ghost wearing armor sits on the horseback. Although it is transformed by Yin Qi, it has completely condensed into substance. At first glance, it is no different from the physical body.  The other party has a yellowish complexion, a beard that is more than a foot long, and there are a few black and white talismans on his forehead. At this moment, he just turned his head slightly and glanced over, and his eyes burst out with boundless murderous intent.  "Are you the City God of the Yin Division of Wanshan Prefecture? A mere City God, but equivalent to a fifth-level official in the human world. Why don't you kneel down when you see this king?" The Great Virtue King spoke, and a coercion immediately spread out, like an invisible force.  position.  When those gods heard the voice, they could not help but feel the urge to kneel down and bow their heads.  "A bandit from the former dynasty dares to call himself the Great Virtue King, and dares to make the city god kneel down. He really does not know whether to live or die." Chang Jin also responded with a spell when he spoke.   This fierce ghost is only a second-level true immortal. His realm is much worse than that of Chang Jin, and the power of his spells cannot be compared to the same.  As his voice came out, an invisible vortex naturally swept up in the void, blowing away the boundless pressure without a trace, and then swept away like ripples towards the Great Virtue King.  The horse under the throne of Dade was a rare and good horse when he was alive, but now it can endure this heavy oppression.  But the remaining yin horses felt uncomfortable. They were all neighing incessantly, and even spinning around in circles, trying to push their master off his back.  "You, the city god, have some magical powers. No wonder you are so arrogant. I look down on you. If you are willing to surrender now, I will spare your life. In the future, when the underworld of this king is fully opened, you can make a place for me.  Emperor, how are you?" King Dade looked Chang Jin up and down before he said.  Hearing that the other party¡¯s tone contained a hint of charity, Chang Jin was a little bit dumbfounded.  He remembered clearly from "Wanshan Prefecture Chronicles" that Liu Yuan was a cunning man, so why did he speak without thinking at all now.  Could it be that the soul was severely damaged after death?  A guess came to Chang Jin's mind.  "It's interesting, it's really interesting. A fierce ghost who has been sealed here by the Taoist temple and cannot even break through this space actually tries to open up the underworld. Should this city god praise you for your lofty ambitions or your blind arrogance?" "You deserve to die"  After being exposed, Liu Yuan flew into a rage, pointed at the opponent and said: "Since you don't know whether to live or die, I will refine your soul today and kill it for me." After receiving the order "Kill", hundreds of Ligui sergeants roared and waved.  He rushed over with weapons.  "You stay back for now, form a defensive formation, and see how this city god kills the enemy." Chang Jin held the sword in his hand and said loudly to the gods behind him.  The purpose of his inspection tour was to show his strength to the gods.  Therefore, he did not ask Wang Yan to organize the gods to resist. Instead, he held a sword alone to stop the charging ghost.  Most of these sergeants are at the first or second level of ghost immortals, and only a few are at the third level of ghost immortals.  When they were two feet away, Chang Jin suddenly swung his sword down.  "Yin" The cold sword light slashed towards the Li Gui Sergeant with the aura of mountains and rivers. In an instant, the sky was filled with light, and the evil aura surged in the entire space.  Seeing where they passed, the twenty or thirty fierce ghosts at the front suddenly screamed and turned into black mist at a speed visible to the naked eye, making a sizzling sound.  Almost in the next instant, the waves rolled and the black mist was swept away.  The faces of the gods and the remaining ghosts all showed horror.  Killing dozens of ghosts in the realm of ghosts and immortals with one sword What kind of cultivation is the city god? Could the sword in his hand be an ancient treasure?  For a moment, the thoughts of the gods and the ghost sergeant opposite suddenly changed, and they all turned their attention to the sword in the hand of the city god.  "It's a pity that even if they let out their spiritual consciousness to explore, they can still only feel that the sword is ordinary, without any sign of spiritual power.  But in this way, the sword becomes more mysterious and becomes a rare treasure that can conceal the aura.  The power was indeed many times stronger than before Chang Jin was also a little surprised when he saw that the ghosts he killed with one sword hesitated and did not dare to move forward.  He cultivates the way of killing and slashing swords, which is extremely awe-inspiring.  When fighting Taoist Kunshan a few days ago, Chang Jin gained a new understanding and integrated the power of mountains and rivers, as well as the power of incense and fire, into the way of swordsmanship.  When a sword is swung out, it naturally carries a majestic momentum that sweeps through all things in the world.  Now that the Wanshan Mansion Divine Realm is unified, the power of this sword has reached a higher level.  "Sure enough, it is powerful. No wonder he can become a city god. However, there is the seal of Yuqing Dao in this space, which can isolate the power of incense and fire. Your sword should consume a lot of the power of incense and fire. No matter how powerful it is, how long can it last?  "The Great Virtue King analyzed it self-righteously.  "Really?" Chang Jin asked back, raising the sword in his hand again.  Wherever he went, everything turned into ashes, and dozens of ghosts died again.  Even a Yin horse on the side of the military formation felt that its soul was cut off by this sword force and could not maintain its shape at all. It screamed and dispersed into fuzzy smoke.  The face of the Great Virtue King changed again, and he hurriedly took out his mace from his waist and raised it up. Suddenly, a strong blood evil aura came out from it, and there were countless black shadows faintly appearing on it, and he screamed in agony.  "All sergeants, listen to the order and kill him. Let's see how long he can hold on." The Great Virtue King looked ferocious, like a crazy beast, and his roar shook the heaven and the earth.  "Kill" listened to the master's order, and the remaining Ligui sergeants shouted in response.  "Heywhat's going on?" At this time, Chang Jin felt that the opponent's momentum had changed again.  "The moment after King Dade gave the order, the majestic blood evil energy condensed into clouds above the military formation, and a black and red python sat on top of it, baring its teeth and claws, which was terrifying.  As the military formation ran forward, a faint roar came from the mouth of the big python, and then it penetrated the void and rushed straight towards Chang Jin.   Looking at the military formation in front of us, it was very different from before. There was an indescribable huge force rolling forward.  In a trance, Chang Jin seemed to see countless mutilated bodies in the blood-evil aura. They screamed, weapons in hand, and all the ghosts who followed them charged.  Recalling what he saw when he followed General Yu Qi to the sea to slay the evil gods, Chang Jin immediately understood: This is the morale of the military formation There is no difference in essence from the magic formations of the immortals and gods.  The magic formation is set up with spiritual power or incense, while the military formation is based on morale.  Morale is a wonderful thing. It cannot be seen or touched, but once it is condensed, it is extremely huge.  These hundreds of soldiers gathered together, and they were already bloody.  Now that the Great Virtue King is leading them, their murderous intent has become even greater.  Waves of waves slowly swept over him, and Chang Jin felt like his red threads were sinking into a thick, dark swamp, with invisible mud pulling tightly on his body. Every tiny movement he made was extremely difficult.  Under the invasion of this murderous intention, the gods standing behind the City God all looked frightened, their luck was swaying above their heads, and their telepathy quickly faded.  It seems that he will fall from his position of god in the next moment.  Chang Jin did not flinch and dodge, he straightened his body, drew the long sword slowly, and uttered the same word: "kill"
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