At this moment, Feng Zhan was a little sluggish. He looked ahead and sighed, as if he felt that his luck had run out.

Looking up at the sparse stars in the sky, Feng Zhan felt a sense of despair, and was astonished as if he was going to die, because even though he moved forward cautiously, he still couldn't escape the pursuit of the ghost. The worst thing was,

The front is already flat, with countless tombs located there, but in front of each tomb, there is a ghost standing. How many there are is impossible to count, because the tombs are as numerous as grains of sand.

Moreover, these ghosts are different from other ghosts I have encountered before. Those ghosts are all unconventional ghosts. They have no lower body, as if they are wearing skirts, their eyes are dull, and they are floating in the air. Although their levels are high, their skills are not different from those of regular ghosts.

The range is just a few moves.

But the ghosts standing in front of him now are a bit too magical. Each of them is not much different from a human being. Although they are in a translucent state, they still have many limbs, bodies and heads. They are also wearing armor and holding in their hands.

Wearing various standard weapons, the indifference in his eyes is not dull, but murderous.

The moment they appeared, they had already begun to form a formation, as if they were a well-trained army, tens of thousands of them. In just a moment, they were already a legion of hundreds of thousands of ghosts, floating in a mist.

After that, the road ahead disappeared, leaving only patches of gray, but the translucent ghost inside was clearly visible.

Facing such a large army, Feng Zhan was panicking in his heart. After all, these guys are not easy to mess with, and they can't afford to die here. Why? Because if they die, they will definitely be resurrected here. Is it possible?

Where can I run to? Looking for the Temple of Death here is useless, how can I still run out!?

While Feng Zhan was complaining helplessly, the ghost army on the opposite side had already come over to kill them, silently, without roar, without anger. However, the murderous intention coming towards him was clearly revealed. But just when Feng Zhan raised the knife in his hand,

But his eyes were wide open with anger, and before he had time to shout, "Young people don't have martial ethics!", he had already lost all his vision and was resurrected in darkness, because even though those ghosts were running towards him,

But there was no intention of contacting him. Among the ghost army, a rain of arrows denser than raindrops slid across a perfect parabola. In just an instant, it covered the place where Feng Zhan was, and he had become a hedgehog.

Something more hedgehoglike.

In the darkness, a coffin in a cemetery made a banging sound. Not long after, a man covered in mud climbed out of it with difficulty. His face was a little unsightly, and he looked at the ghosts floating around.

He killed fiercely, and after ten minutes, he killed thousands of ghosts, then picked up thousands of soul crystals, patted the soil on his body, and silently set off in one direction, that is, the rising sun

place.

And this person is none other than Feng Zhan. This time he crawled out of the grave for the thirty-first time. It really made him doubt life. There is almost no difference between the thirty-one deaths.

, every time I kill a group of ordinary ghosts along the way, and then I will bump into the arms of the ghost army. Even if I change the direction, I can't escape at all, as if the ghost army knows that it is going to

It's the same as wherever you go, you have to make trouble with yourself, show yourself early after walking to a certain distance, and then send yourself back to the cemetery properly. The difference is that it's not the same grave.

This time, Feng Zhan was cruel and decided to walk towards the east. Wherever he fell, he had to get up. However, he looked at the time and realized that he had been here for at least two or three days, but the sky was still blank.

The moon hanging above made him realize that this might not be a good place.

When I was thinking about it, the ghost army on the opposite side had already appeared, with flags fluttering, a fierce formation, and murderous intent. It was the same as last time, or it was the same before. The army charged, arrows flew across the sky, but they died so many times.

After all, Feng Zhan was prepared. Several large shields appeared directly, banging, banging, banging. Even a few pure metal shields, under the dense arrows, looked like small boats in a violent storm, and they would break and capsize at any time.

.

After a full five minutes, Feng Zhan's shields had become extremely heavy, and were almost completely penetrated. Countless arrows penetrated the shields, linking them into one, and Feng Zhan's shields became extremely heavy.

He was almost hit by arrows several times. If he hadn't dodged quickly enough and used a small shield to block him, he might have returned to the cold grave in the cemetery again.

Five minutes passed. Feng Zhan silently began to look outside among the sparse arrows. There were only a few sporadic arrows left in the sky, which were not enough to pose a threat to him.

It's too big a threat, but another problem has arisen, the ghost army has already come to kill them.

Countless ghosts formed a big circle, with his tiny figure in the middle. He was stunned for a moment and realized that he had ignored this problem. They would attack. It was just a show before. If the bow and arrow failed, they would really

Just got on.

Before he could smile, the five-meter-long spears in the hands of those ghost army were already flashing with cold light, and they stung fiercely. Darkness struck again, but it was unimaginable pain before, like countless bee stings.

You, it's just that the pain is like it's going straight into your soul, and you can't bear it at all.

…

"ah--"

A figure standing next to the grave turned on his roaring mode again. It was none other than Feng Zhan. He died again. It was the seventy-seventh time. He was stabbed to death by the spears in the ghost army.

, every time it was a pain that penetrated directly into his soul, and his nerves could hardly hold on.

Looking at the ordinary ghosts appearing around him, Feng Zhan was furious. Who told him not to offend those ghost armies? He could only make trouble for these ordinary ghosts. He roared again and attacked the ordinary ghosts around him.

Come on, these poor guys looked stupid to begin with, but now they are dealt a blow by Feng Zhan, and they look even more miserable.

It's just that he has poked a hornet's nest. After all, he is also a local snake here. Within a few minutes, tens of thousands of ordinary ghosts came to Feng Zhan for revenge. This time, Feng Zhan was killed.

Angered.

There was so much resentment in my heart. I couldn’t afford to offend those ghost armies that looked like humans, and I couldn’t afford to offend you fools. So I immediately got angry and picked up the blade in my hand, regardless of whether it was a big move or not.

, he wrapped the black flame on his blade, directly used his melee skills, and started his crazy fighting.

In half an hour, Feng Zhan's sweat had soaked through his clothes. At this moment, his eyes were red. I don't know if it was because he had killed so many ordinary ghosts. His momentum became very strong and he was shouting.

, and headed towards the ghost army.

"Grandpa is coming!"

The moment Feng Zhan saw the ghost army, he shouted loudly, held up his shield, and charged towards the ghost army. Countless arrows fell on the shield, and with the protection on his body, he finally and

The ghost army collided head-on, but there didn't seem to be any big difference in the result. After dodging one spear, it quickly collided with the second one, because almost all of the spears arrived at the same time, and I was able to dodge one.

, but couldn't avoid the second one, but the second one didn't seem to be enough to kill Feng Zhan. After struggling a few times, he was finally stabbed into a big sea urchin under countless spears, but the sharp spikes were dense.

The degree is very, very high, completely turning into a ball.

…

Feng Zhan's eyes looked at the ordinary ghosts around him, and he instinctively went to fight, just like a tool man, panting again and again, fighting again and again, drinking when he was thirsty, eating when he was hungry, day and night, no

, it was always night, he was tireless and always fighting.

Although these ordinary ghosts look weak, they are still very deadly once the number increases. The long battle has been honing his combat skills, making many of the things he learned from Gandall become.

Getting smoother and smoother.

For a long time, he did not fight alone like an ordinary player, but always played the role of a lord, leading people everywhere. Although he killed many bosses, it was at a huge price, and he

His skills are also very high-end, and now here, they make up for many shortcomings.

He has been here for a long time, one year or two years, it doesn't matter. Think about it carefully, it has actually been ten years. During these ten years, he continued to kill ordinary ghosts, and then went to the ghost army to find them.

Abuse, hard work day after day, finally on this day, I received my own result.

He has collected a total of 20 million soul crystals, which represents his achievements in the past ten years, but today he has to complete his ultimate challenge.

"I will challenge you to a showdown today, come on!"

Roaring, Feng Zhan rushed towards the ghost army in the east. As expected, countless arrows came from the sky, but this time it was a little different. He didn't use any shield, but just took out the blade,

Like a small flame in the strong wind, it is constantly swaying. The knife in his hand is so fast that he can hardly see it clearly. Every arrow is very slow in his eyes, and he can feel it without even looking at it.

Wherever the arrow is and from which direction it strikes, then let your hand, as if equipped with rockets and springs, follow closely. With just one knife, the arrow will be split open to protect yourself from the threat.

In just a minute, a blank channel among the arrows appeared. He seemed to have penetrated a huge wave and calmly faced off against the ghost army.

"So slow!"

He watched helplessly as the tip of the spear pierced him, with a contented smile on his face, tilted his head, and then waved his knife to block. His movements were very fast, as if there was no movement at the same place, and the afterimage was no longer enough to form.

, he avoided hundreds of spears in front of him, and the spear tips behind him reached at the same time. He bent down to block, then dodged, raised his feet, jumped, and kept moving forward.

Weaving among the ghosts one after another, although these ghosts are close together, they are not without gaps. After Feng Zhan rushes through, although he still attacks hard, he will not be beyond the attack range of the spear. After Feng Zhan breaks away,

, will only watch his leaving figure silently, with an expressionless expression on his cold face.

Feng Zhan was like a fish in the sea, rushing and dodging in every torrent. Over the course of a day and night, he didn't know how many ghost barriers he had penetrated, whether it was millions, tens of millions, or hundreds of millions.

I'm too lazy to remember it.
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