Chapter 660 More than anyone else
The tall witch spoke angrily.
And she just finished speaking.
The demons around her began to give orders:
"superior!"
"Call around."
"If you dare to hurt the Great Protector, don't let them escape."
"Do you think I, the Dark Demon Cult, is a vegetarian?"
"..."
A low roar sounded.
The members of the demon sect began to encourage each other, or controlled the evil ghosts and zombies, and swarmed forward.
They want to surround us all.
Use the human sea tactic to swamp us.
There are thousands of demons here, shrouded in corpse aura and Yin evil aura.
The evil men and horses keep approaching.
It creates a strong sense of oppression for us...
There is a saying that goes well, two fists are no match for four hands.
No matter how powerful Qingdai is, it is only Qingdai that is powerful.
There are five of us here.
Can Qingdai kill a hundred? Two hundred? Three hundred?
Facing thousands of evil spirits, among them there are powerful enemy evil cultivators like Miao Nanzi and Taoist Master Crow.
If we are really surrounded and attacked, Qingdai herself may not be able to do anything, but there is no guarantee that the five of us will be safe.
Seeing this, Lao Mo held up his two axes and said:
"Master, they are surrounding us!"
Uncle Master also started to pant, and it was obvious that the time to ask for magic was coming.
"Don't be afraid, Master is here. You and Qiu Xi will protect Xiao Qin for a while."
"It's Uncle Tang."
Xia Qiuxi spoke, leaned towards me, and protected my back.
"Brother Tang, I have a pill here. You can take it first to temporarily delay the backlash of your spell."
Aunt Yunxia also spoke and took out a pill.
Uncle Master didn't say anything, just took it and swallowed it.
Indigo stands in front of all of us.
When he saw the enemy's troops approaching, he didn't panic at all.
Instead, he said coldly:
"Do you think you can kill us with your numbers?"
After hearing this, the tall witch smiled "haha":
"That's right, there are members of our three sects, the Black Demon Sect, the Nether Sect, and the Immortal Sect, here.
There are eight hundred ghost slaves who can be summoned inside and outside the Demon Palace.
Today, we are going to kill you here just because of our numbers."
While he was talking, the crow priest had already walked up to the tall demon girl.
Behind him were about forty demon disciples of the Nether Sect.
All of them had cold expressions and held magic weapons and charms in their hands.
When Taoist Crow saw Qingdai, he gave a salute:
"Your Highness Princess, today you have thrown yourself into a trap.
I have no choice but to kill you and go to the Grand Master to ask for merit."
Taoist Crow Wu had just finished speaking.
Miao Nanzi from the Changsheng Society on the other side also came forward:
"You hurt me last time, Pindao can remember it in your heart.
I'm really looking forward to today.
Will there be any new breakthroughs in the immortal rice grown by a thousand-year-old female ghost like you?"
As he spoke, his face began to dry up.
Straws appeared, obviously ready to fight, manifesting his straw fake body.
For a moment, everyone present looked at us eagerly.
Although Qingdai is strong, they don't think that Qingdai can defeat a thousand.
But Qingdai smiled and just looked at them indifferently, with disdain in her eyes:
"Based on the number of people?
Well, I will have more people than you."
Qingdai said this indifferently, stood up straight and waved her right hand diagonally upward.
She is neither humble nor arrogant, but has the aura of an empress.
In an instant, a cold air was shot out by Qingdai.
It suddenly erupted about twenty meters away from the sky.
With a "boom" sound, the Yin force instantly exploded into a cloud of frost mist.
They gathered together and never dispersed at an altitude of twenty meters, forming a line of frost flowers.
At this time, everyone was looking high into the sky.
Somewhat unclear.
But the next second, the sound of "wuwuwu" horns sounded throughout the mountain forest.
"Buzz buzz..."
The sound was like the horn of an army attacking on an ancient battlefield.
Along with the appearance of this voice.
In the forest on the west side, the sound of a horse neighing suddenly sounded.
"Huhahahaha..."
"Herd of horses?"
"How come there are horses in this wilderness?"
"..."
In an instant, many demons did not understand what was going on.
Even those of us next to Qingdai looked to the west with some doubts.
But I vaguely guessed that Qingdai was shaking people off.
I knew very early on that there was a force behind her.
A huge force that can fight against the remnants of the new dynasty...
It's just that I have never seen a corner of this force.
However, as a remnant of the new dynasty, Taoist Crow, a member of the Nether Sect.
After hearing about these war horses, I became a little panicked.
It seemed like I thought of something.
His face gradually became horrified and he said:
"Horse neighs, war, war horse, this is the sound of war horse..."
Miao Nanzi next to him saw this and had a premonition that something was wrong.
But she didn't know much about Qingdai, nor did she know what the "war horse" Taoist Crow mentioned meant.
But something was obviously wrong with the other person's expression.
After all, Taoist Crow Crow is also an evil cultivator who has been famous for a long time and has seen great storms.
I heard a few horses barking, and I was so frightened.
There must be something wrong here...
He quickly asked:
"War horse? Brother Crow, please explain more clearly, what does this mean?"
The tall witch next to him also turned his head after hearing this.
Although Qingdai is a thousand-year-old female ghost, she has traveled across Kyushu for thousands of years.
But she only targets the remnants of the New Dynasty and the Netherworld Cult.
And it often takes hundreds of years for a major move to occur.
Or appear passively once.
Therefore, except for the Nether Cult.
The rest of the forces, let alone understand Qingdai, her origins and the forces behind her.
Even if there are people who know about her, there are very few...
Taoist Crow was already a little panicked and swallowed his saliva.
He looked towards the west side of the mountain forest in fear.
There was a ghostly atmosphere over there, and the war horses were neighing.
The sound of horse hooves "tap, tap, tap" can be heard even from a great distance.
It seems that a herd of horses is approaching here, and the ghost fog is overwhelming.
Like dark clouds, they are quickly spreading towards this side...
Taoist Crow took three steps back and finally said:
"It must be, it must be three, three hundred horses.
It must be the Nine Saint Princess's three hundred horses who have arrived.
Go, go quickly, get out of here quickly.
It's too late, it's too late and none of us can leave..."
"Three hundred riders?"
"Brother Crow Crow, can you explain it more clearly about the three hundred knights?"
The tall witch and Miao Nanzi were both frightened by Taoist Crow's expression.
They really don't know about Three Hundred Cavalry and have never heard of it.
Taoist Crow was so frightened that he couldn't help but say:
"The poor Taoist listens to the rumors in the church.
Rumor has it that the Thirteenth Emperor of the Western Han Dynasty once gave the Nine Saint Princess 300 elite guard cavalry.
That was the Western Han Empire's most powerful elite warrior.
After the death of the Nine Saint Princess, these three hundred horses were buried with her.
A thousand years of waiting, a thousand years of freedom.
Every ghost rider is a thousand-year-old general who looks down upon them.
I also heard that the Nine Saint Princess was born a thousand years ago.
He led them into the northern border wilderness and repelled the invasion of the cold ghosts in the northern border.
I thought, I thought it was a legend.
It seems, it seems to be true..."
At this point, Taoist Crow said no more, his whole body was extremely frightened.
Because he had already seen a group of ghost cavalry appearing in the mountains and forests to the west.
Those ghost cavalry are all tall and strong.
He wears black scale armor all over his body, with a steel knife at his waist, a long bow on his back, and a submachine gun in his hand.
The war horse under its crotch is bursting with dark fire, and its eyes are like lightning.
From a distance, each one looks majestic and ghostly.
They are all, nightmare ghosts and gods...
This chapter has been completed!