At the bottom of the mass grave, countless bones flew to one place and slowly assembled into a large skeleton.
Fortunately, the speed of the combination is not very fast. It will take a while to take shape. Once it is formed, it will take a long time to climb up. As for those small skeletons, as long as they are not overwhelmed by them, they are not a big threat.
Liu Qinghuan cut one that had just crawled out into pieces with a sword, and said: "It seems that the two people following me will not give up. We'd better get rid of the ghost army first to avoid being attacked from both sides."
Yun Zheng bumped his shoulder and said with a sly smile: "To be honest, have you incurred any love debt? Otherwise, why would those two female cultivators keep chasing you?"
Jingjue also looked at him curiously.
Liu Qinghuan ignored Yun Zheng's teasing and said seriously: "Although those ghost soldiers are not high in cultivation, they still maintain the habits of the army in front of them. They attack together and know some simple spells. They are not easy to solve. We
be careful."
With that said, he turned around and walked towards the mist.
In the mist, the Yue sisters were still running away in confusion. At this time, both of them were more or less injured. In addition, after being chased for so long, their mana was almost exhausted.
Yue Xi took a Yuanyang Pill and asked anxiously: "Sister, how far are we from that Yunqing?"
"Not far away, he stopped for some unknown reason." Yue Weiyang said, looking at the Phoenix Butterfly on his shoulder, he suddenly felt happy: "He's here!"
The two sisters couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, used their remaining mana to speed up, and flew for a while. The fog in front gradually thinned, and three figures stood there waiting for them.
Yue Weiyang shouted loudly from a distance: "Fellow Taoist Yun, help us!"
Yun Zheng was startled for a moment, then glanced at Liu Qinghuan with a half-smile.
Liu Qinghuan felt a little guilty when she thought that she had been walking around using Yun Zheng's surname.
He coughed slightly, his face returned to a cold expression, and he said displeasedly: "Fellow Daoist Yue, you cast a tracking technique on me without saying a word, and now you have brought a large group of ghost troops to put me in danger, and you still miss me.
Help you?"
Yue Weiyang's beauty turned pale, and her delicate voice contained a trace of pleading: "Fellow Taoist Yun, it was our fault before. But my two sisters just wanted to find the general's tomb, and they had no ill intentions. Please consider this, Friend Daoist Yun."
For the sake of the human monks, I have helped us this time, and I will definitely reward my fellow Taoist well in the future."
"That sounds nice!" Yun Zheng crossed his hands with a mocking look on his face: "For the sake of being fellow human monks, can you let us go?"
Yue Xi's pretty face turned red and she was about to fight back. Yue Weiyang quickly stepped forward and looked at Liu Qinghuan pleadingly, her beautiful eyes sparkling.
Liu Qinghuan said calmly: "You shouldn't follow me, you can look forward to it yourself. As for our accounts, we will settle them carefully when we are alive."
Yue Weiyang's heart trembled, and his consciousness swept behind them, finally finding the big pit of bones, and his flight speed immediately slowed down.
Yue Xi obviously also saw the big pit, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, his mind changed, and he said loudly: "Yunqing, you are such a petty man! Sister, if you don't ask him, let's go!"
Yue Weiyang quickly grabbed her and apologized: "Sister, you are talking nonsense again!"
Liu Qinghuan's face was expressionless, and his attention was focused on the ghost army that appeared behind them. They had obviously received strict training during their lives, and they still maintained an orderly team even after death.
"Okay." Yun Zheng's body was filled with icy coldness. The ground where he stood creaked and frost formed on the ground. He said coolly: "If you want to leave, go quickly. I'll bring you here by the way."
The ghost army took him away."
Yue Weiyang and Yue Xi exchanged glances, took a deep breath, and flew to Liu Qinghuan's side: "Fellow Daoist Yun, I apologize for my rude words. Now that we are all in the same boat, how about we fight against the enemy together?
"
Liu Qinghuan looked at her deeply, then turned to Yun Zheng and said, "How about this? This ghost army has quite a few people."
Yun Zheng smiled mockingly at the Yue sisters: "Try it, if you fail, I will take them both and bury them together."
"You!" Yue Xi was angry, trembling as if he was insulted.
Unfortunately, no one paid attention to her. Liu Qinghuan, Yun Zheng, and Jingjue whispered a few words, and the three of them rushed forward.
The expressions of the Yue sisters changed slightly.
"Sister?" Yue Xi looked at Yue Weiyang.
The latter looked behind her and saw countless white skeletons crawling out of the mass graves. She shook her hand hard and said through a message: "It's not safe to stand here. We might be surrounded by those skeletons. We
Better keep up with them."
In front, the ghost army has all emerged from the fog, and there is a huge area of darkness. Every step of the uniform footsteps shakes the ground, and the momentum is so powerful that it makes people despair.
Just listen to an emotionless voice shouting: "Cum!"
A dense cloud of black arrows flew out from the rear of the team, breaking through the thick fog. The target was the few people rushing towards them in front.
The Yue sisters flying behind changed their colors when they heard this. They had suffered a lot from these arrows, and they involuntarily slowed down.
Liu Qinghuan felt like a light on his back, and a sense of extreme danger erupted from behind him, and he heard Yunzheng shout: "Get out of the way!"
He turned sharply and instantly went to Yun Zheng's side.
With Yunzheng as the center, the frost spread rapidly to the surroundings. The surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and the fog seemed to be frozen in the air. In an instant, snowflakes were flying and quickly condensed into ice fronts.
As the number of ice fronts increased, the sword intent as cold as the abyss rose into the sky after rising continuously, and the fog for miles around began to violently billow. The blue sword light turned into vast waves, enveloping it with a sharp cold light.
The ice front swept towards the flying black arrows.
As soon as the black arrows within a few feet in front of Yun Zheng came into contact with this wave, they had no power to resist. They floated uncontrollably like a helpless tree in a hurricane, and flew upside down with the icy blue sword light.
And back.
The ghost soldiers directly in front watched indifferently as the sword light came towards them, but they had no emotions or pain, and naturally they were not afraid. Countless tattered spears were raised, as if they were going to compete with the sword light.
.
Unfortunately, this is just a mantis holding back the army. Wherever the icy blue waves passed, the ghost army was like a harvested wheat field, leaving a long, deserted passage in the middle.
The ice blades that followed the sword light shot out in all directions, and after a series of hissing sounds, several more ghost soldiers fell down.
Liu Qinghuan was surprised and happy. He didn't expect Yun Zheng's sword to be so powerful. A boiling fighting spirit arose in his heart, and hot blood rushed through his body. With his fingertips touching the center of his eyebrows, the sword of life and death broke the seal and flew in front of him.
"Hahaha, Yunzheng, I can't let you be more beautiful than before. Let's compete today to see who can kill more ghosts!" Liu Qinghuan floated up, drifting towards the ghost army at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time let out a distant whistle.
Yun Zheng's whole body was like an unsheathed ice sword, with a majestic aura. Hearing the words, he couldn't help laughing happily, and chased after him: "Compete!"
"This, this..." Yue Xi's lips turned pale, frightened by the shocking sword intent released by Yun Zheng.
Yue Weiyang could still hold his own, looking deeply into the distance, where two completely different sword intents continued to erupt.
But he saw Jingjue running forward calmly, holding his Zen staff high, and followed him to save his remaining soul.