"What are you still doing? Go and ring the bell and let everyone in the fort assemble!"
"yes!"
Buzz~! Buzz~!
The buzzing bell rang in the Yang Family Fort, and soon all the disciples in the Yang Family Fort gathered in front of the main hall. There was a sea of people, at least a thousand disciples.
In the bridal chamber of the helmsman of the west chamber compound, Yang Qing held the bride's hand tightly and said, "Madam, I'm sorry!"
The bride shook her head and said with a smile: "Go quickly, there must be something important. You are the west rudder of Yangjiabao, so you are indispensable!"
Now Yang Yulong is nowhere to be found, and the disciples in the east chamber all seem to be disobedient to orders and come lazily.
At this time, Yang Kun also led a thousand elite troops towards the gate of Yangjiabao.
There was just a "Ah" sound, and then a "Boom" sound, and two of Yang's gatekeepers died immediately. The gate and the thick wall collapsed, and gravel and wood chips were scattered on the ground.
The enemy is coming fiercely, and a fierce battle is inevitable.
Guga~!
Just a strange cry was heard, and a pair of huge wings hung in the sky above Yangyang's Fort, as if they covered the sky and the sun.
"Messenger of the Netherworld?"
Yang Kun immediately recognized the identity of the person who came. It was the Nether Messenger whom he had not seen for a long time, but now the body he used was no longer the general's body, but an unfamiliar face.
It looks like this guy has a new body!
The reason why Yang Kun was able to recognize his true form at a glance had a lot to do with Yang Kun's cultivation.
There were three thousand ghost soldiers standing in front of the gate, led by Long Haotian.
When looking at Long Haotian, Yang Kun's pupils narrowed and he said secretly: "Acquired Heaven Realm? It's really beyond my expectation!"
Looking at the ghost disciples behind Yang Yulong, all of them have low cultivation levels, and some of them, Yang Kun can't even see through their cultivation levels.
"How is it possible? How could I not see through their cultivation? Could it be that those are not ghost disciples, but ghost soldiers?"
Yang Kun was frightened for a while. He didn't expect that the Nether Messenger would bring ghost soldiers this time, and there were quite a few of them, as many as eight hundred if not a thousand.
The appearance of these ghost soldiers must be related to the Ghost Sword Tower.
The Nether Messenger laughed and said: "Boy, this time I came to deal with your Yang Family Fort under the orders of the Ghost Emperor. The Ghost Emperor knew that the strength of your Yang Family Fort should not be underestimated, so he gave me a thousand undead ghosts.
Bing, I came here specifically to thank you!"
"Thank me?"
"Yes, if you hadn't unlocked the seal and opened the road to the underworld, how could we have summoned so many ghost soldiers, so thank you very much! Don't worry, I will definitely let you die happily!"
Yang Kun smiled coldly and said: "You and I are both in the Void Refining Realm, so there is no need to be so crazy, right?"
"Yo yo? Really? Okay, then let's witness this war today! Kill~!"
Guga~!
Kill~!
The ghost clan and ghost soldiers filed in, and the Nether Messenger drove the undead vulture and rushed towards Yang Kun.
Yang Tianmo shouted loudly, and his body swelled three times. After a closer look, he realized that it was a phantom formed by condensed vitality.
"Looking for death, you don't even say hello to me, the old fort master, and you want to act recklessly in my Yang Family Fort!"
Yang Tianmo Ningkong shot out a Xuan Ming Palm, and the powerful palm wind immediately drove dozens of ghost disciples away, flying directly outside the Yang Family Fort like falling leaves.
Haha~!
The Nether Messenger standing on the back of the undead vulture laughed wildly and said: "Don't worry, wait until I take care of the little one, and then I will take care of the old immortal like you!"