The collision between demons and ghosts appears in this world for the first time.
On one side, there is the demon race's bloodthirsty, madness, and horrifying momentum, which seems to crush all obstacles in front of it.
On the other side, there is the charge of Yin soldiers, and the black Yin energy spreads and sweeps like a black wave.
The green flames belonging to the undead began to burn.
The most brutal fighting is about to begin on this land where countless creatures are buried.
When there are two black lines across the entire bone burial ground.
Collide together.
Time seemed to freeze for a moment.
The monsters opened their mouths full of fangs, stretched out their sharp claws, or used their rough-skinned and fleshy bodies to collide.
But the next moment.
There was doubt in their eyes.
The fangs easily penetrated the bodies of these human warriors.
The sharp claws penetrated their bodies without any hindrance.
The brutal impact directly penetrated dozens of human warriors, but there was no feedback of the collision.
This is a weird experience that I have never had before.
Their attacks clearly hit these warriors.
But it's like...
Hit on soft cotton.
No, these people across from me are lighter than cotton.
The fangs and claws collided and hit them, as if they were hit in the air.
Finally, some second-level and smarter monsters found the reason.
These human warriors in front of them are actually translucent.
They are like streaks of smoke, with no entity at all.
What's going on?
Those monsters haven't had time to think.
Suddenly I felt light in my body.
Then, he was horrified to find that his body was rushing forward, but he was retreating.
The body that rushed out by inertia fell to the ground like a rag doll, rolled over, and then collapsed to the ground, no longer moving.
And "self" is obviously still going backwards.
This scene is extremely weird.
They have not yet activated their smart enough brains to understand what is happening at this moment.
So, I was terrified.
He looked around hurriedly.
I saw phantoms appearing all around.
In appearance, they are exactly the same as those bodies that flew out.
There are bull demons, blood pythons, human-faced spider demons, and hundreds of phantoms of monsters that have left their physical bodies.
To be more precise, he was knocked out of his body by those transparent human warriors.
Then, these people took out the daggers they carried and plunged into the shadow.
A shrill scream sounded.
The phantoms that were struck were like balloons, popping and disappearing.
Puff puff puff puff.
A series of explosion sounds, dense and continuous, like beans pouring from a bamboo tube, like rain hitting banana trees.
Just this moment of contact.
On a contact front that stretches thousands of meters.
Thousands of monsters died, their bodies and souls were destroyed.
This horrific scene.
Finally, a third-level giant lizard demon king was reminded of the ancient legends from his ancestors.
The emotion of fear spread throughout his body instantly.
So he yelled in fear:
"It's the ghost tribe!"
That is a name that has long been submerged in the long river of history.
But the terrifying memories about them were passed on to the giant lizard monster king at this time through bloodline genes.
That is an ancient, mysterious, and powerful race.
At that time.
In the rear fortress, there is a huge gray shadow rising into the sky.
On the high tower, the huge burning eyeball suddenly flew back.
Falling into gray shadows.
The gray shadow expanded rapidly, covering the fortress in just an instant.
"Emperor..."
The giant lizard demon king felt the aura of the demon king, and was frightened in his heart, and most of it disappeared in an instant.
But the next moment.
A ghost wearing the uniform of the Zhenbei Army crashed into its one-ton body.
The giant lizard demon king was horrified to find that his body was thrown forward.
And its consciousness, or spirit body, was knocked out of the physical body.
Looking at the tiny little soul in my arms, I can swallow it in one bite.
The giant lizard demon king was trembling in his heart.
Why does this little ghost have so much power?
Moreover, I seem to have seen it somewhere.
immediately.
The ghost raised his head.
Eyes that were burning with will-o'-the-wisps looked straight at it from bottom to top.
There was a faint and sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.
The entire spirit body of the giant lizard demon king trembled.
It finally knew where this familiar feeling came from.
This ghost in front of me.
It was the third-level atavist of the human race who was captured.
They tied him to a bronze pillar and drained his blood.
It ate his heart.
To this day, he can still clearly recall the wonderful taste of his heart.
The giant lizard demon king was very sure that he was already dead.
I just didn't expect that when a person dies, he turns into a ghost.
Moreover, the combat power has been further improved.
The instinct to survive turned into anger, and the giant lizard demon king's spirit body suddenly spun around and swept across with its huge tail.
Silent impact.
But it made the surrounding air vibrate and distort.
Wei Guozhong flew dozens of meters upside down.
As soon as he landed, an ancient Qin cavalry rushed past him, casually took the spear from the hand of an infantryman next to him, and threw it from a distance: "Take it!"
Wei Guozhong caught the spear, pressed it against the ground, and slid a few meters to stop his retreat.
He picked up the tail of the spear with his heel, held the spear in his hand, and ran wildly.
Crossing a distance of tens of meters in an instant.
A spear thrust out.
Before anyone arrived, a bit of cold light arrived first.
Penetrate with force.
Qi is like a rainbow.
The spear penetrated the giant lizard monster king's chest and came out from the back.
Bang.
The giant lizard demon king's soul exploded instantly.
Wei Guozhong looked forward.
In that huge gray shadow.
More monster armies, like mountains and seas, rushed out.
This is an extremely large-scale beast attack.
The monsters in the fortress must use their numerical superiority to overwhelm these Yin soldiers.
"If you want to fight, then fight!"
Wei Guozhong crashed into a third-level demon king again.
The eighth regiment behind him also followed him, charging without hesitation.
In this burial ground, where they died.
Whether it is the ghosts of soldiers from the Zhenbei Army.
Or the reinforcements from various state capitals who died in the battle.
Everyone is rushing to kill.
They will carry their backs.
Leave them to the mountains and rivers that gave birth to them.
Left to millions of compatriots.
Born in Kyushu.
Death is the soul of China.
The demon clan is immortal.
The war continues.
"kill!"
One hundred thousand ghosts roared.
The whole earth trembled.
This is a rolling torrent.
This is a scorching world.
Monsters and ghosts collide and fight again.
Looking at this scene, Qingqiu's vision was a little blurry.
These are all my compatriots.
The next moment.
The gray shadow covering the fortress moved.
Then, a white silk thread poked out from it.
Then came the second one, then the third one... In just a moment, hundreds of millions of white threads appeared, spreading along the ground towards the battlefield.
Like flowing clouds, like waterfalls, like smoke, mist and snow.
Wherever he passed, the earth turned white.
The demon emperor sitting in the fortress finally couldn't help but take action.
Qingqiu's sad mood disappeared in an instant, replaced by boundless anger.
"Your opponent is me!"
"Beast, come and fight!"
The clothes on the body, there is no wind.
The violent aura of the fourth-level god spread and crushed it to the north.
And at this time.
In the night sky, dark clouds suddenly gathered and rolled up.
Some extremely huge existence stirred up the storm.
Then, two huge fireballs appeared in the clouds.
The firelight was cold and gloomy, like two bright moons.
Qingqiu suddenly raised his head and looked into the air in surprise.
On the other side, countless threads stopped spreading.
In the night sky.
A huge dragon head pokes out of the clouds.
His eyes were like bright moons, shining cold light on the gray shadow.
Ancient, vast, vast, and full of oppressive atmosphere.
Permeating the heaven and earth here.
Under the gaze of Xuanlong.
The huge gray shadow quickly collapsed and dissipated.
I saw a giant spider with eyes all over its body lying on the fortress.
Thousands of eyes, rolling around.
They all looked at the dragon head under the clouds.
"I didn't expect that there are still remnants of the Dragon Clan."
The Thousand-Eyed Spider King spoke human words, and his thousands of eyes turned to look at the battlefield.
The Yin soldiers are crushing their demon army.
It's just a moment's delay.
There was nothing left to do.
Now, the most important thing is to bring back the information about the ghost clan's revival.
The Thousand-Eyed Spider King no longer hesitated, shrunk in size, and fled quickly.
Above the night sky, Xuanlong looked to the north, wondering what he was thinking.
Qingqiu looked at the huge dragon head, his heart beating wildly.
And that time.
Li Xiang, wearing regular clothes, opened the door of Kyoto University Library.
The Long-Eyebrow Immortal pointed to the mountains of books and said, "The books you are looking for are all here."
