The corner of Wang Wei's mouth twitched, he was throwing the blame on Jiuhua's head.
Wang Wei said: "I don't know him."
"Do you think I believe it or not?"
Wang Wei was speechless. He didn't want to keep talking about this topic. If he kept talking about it, Ye Hao might think that he knew where Chu Hao was.
Wang Wei said: "Commander Ye and we are of the same generation, how about we go to the party together? Everyone in our generation wants to get to know you."
Chu Hao said calmly: "We are facing a powerful enemy, and I don't have as much time as you."
Wang Wei: "..."
Can we have a good chat?
If you refuse, just refuse!
Before rejecting, he despised me.
Unable to continue chatting, Wang Wei left dejectedly.
Three days later.
At the edge of the Mass Burial Mountain, there was still no movement from the ghost cultivator army. Almost all the main forces of the human army had arrived.
During this period, the human army sent many people to check the number of ghost cultivators, but none of them returned.
The human army is impatient. If they wait, the ghost cultivators can only gather their strength.
The Human Alliance Army asked each main force to mobilize part of its army and launched the first wave of attacks.
Commander Zhao was rather unlucky. He drew the first wave of attacking troops by lot, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
At the border of Mass Burial Mountain, a million troops were selected and launched the first wave of attacks.
The war drums are beating, and the army of yin-yang warlocks is ready to go. Each person has a large number of spells and magic weapons.
Chu Hao observed.
"kill!"
The human army launches an attack.
The ghost cultivators also rushed forward and started the first battle!
I saw that from the gray depths of Mass Burial Mountain, ghost cultivators kept pouring out, and in a short period of time, they gathered into an army of one million!!
There were too many, and a fight broke out.
From the depths of the Mass Burial Mountain, dozens of ghost figures rushed out, and the Imperial Realm masters of the human army had no choice but to bite the bullet.
A melee broke out among dozens of emperors.
The ghost cultivator army came well prepared and crushed the human army in numbers.
Soon someone felt that something was wrong. These ghost cultivators were too calm. If you kill a ghost cultivator, they won't feel anything, just like cutting down on wood.
"No, these are ghost puppets."
Someone recognized it immediately.
These are not ghost cultivators at all, but their puppet clones.
The Puppet Ghost Saint is a very famous Ghost Saint among the Ghost Cultivation Army. He can copy the power of the Ghost Cultivation Army into a ghost puppet.
Because of the existence of this ghost saint, the human army often gets wrong information.
Ghost puppets don't mean they don't have any combat power, their strength is just a little worse than the actual ghost cultivators.
From the depths of Mass Burial Mountain, a large group of black shadows rushed out, all of them were Imperial Realm ghost cultivators!
"Can't retreat, kill!"
On the human army side, many emperor realms also flew out.
Chu Hao frowned. He discovered that Commander Zhao was in trouble. He encountered two very powerful fifth-stage ghost saints who seemed to be targeting him.
Commander Zhao was becoming more and more exhausted, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He wanted to retreat, but he was tightly entangled by the two ghost emperors.
Commander Zhao exclaimed: "They want to keep me."
The Imperial Realm humans around him were being attacked one after another. There were too many Imperial Realm ghost cultivators and they had already come prepared.
Commander Zhao was injured. His chest and back were scratched by ghost hands. He was dripping with blood. The wounds were filled with ghost energy. If these ghost energies were not treated in time, they might penetrate into the heart.
Commander Zhao also tried his best, but there were no other imperial realms around him, and they had all dispersed.
On the battlefield, the battle between the emperors was quite chaotic. The number had exceeded two hundred, and more and more emperors joined the battlefield.
Commander Zhao couldn't stand it anymore. He didn't want to die. At this moment! A man appeared in front of him and knocked back the two ghost cultivators with one punch.
It's Chu Hao.
Commander Zhao was ecstatic and couldn't help but be moved.
Commander Zhao was moved and said: "Brother, I owe you a favor. You will be my brother from now on."
The person who came to save him at such a critical moment had almost given his life to God. How could he not be moved?
Chu Hao said: "Don't talk about this now. You go first and I will stop you."
The two ghost emperors were repelled and quickly rushed forward. There were many ghost emperors nearby, and when they saw Chu Hao, they also rushed forward.
This time, the two of them faced four ghost emperors!
The ghost army had a premeditated plan. They wanted to defeat the morale of the human army in the first wave. The number of ghost emperors was very large.
Seeing two ghost emperors stalking Commander Zhao, Chu Hao stopped hiding and broke out.
"boom!"
Chu Hao suddenly appeared behind the Ghost Emperor and punched him directly.
The terrifying power of the Northern Emperor's Fist struck at the Ghost Emperor's back, causing the latter to scream in agony.
With one punch, the Ghost King flew into ashes and was annihilated.
"Ding...Kill the fifth-stage Ghost King and gain one million experience points."
Long lost experience points.
However, the experience points gained from killing a Ghost King are too little.
Chu Hao shot and killed one of them, causing the other ghost emperors to be shocked. This human outburst was completely unexpected.
"Stop them!" Ghost Emperor said.
Another ghost emperor was approaching nearby, and Chu Hao was instantly surrounded. This time, a total of eight ghost emperors blocked them.
Commander Zhao said bitterly: "We are really doomed this time."
Chu Hao said calmly: "How much is this? It's not enough for me to kill."
Commander Zhao was speechless.
Chu Hao exploded. Even without the Saint Master suit, his fighting power was quite ferocious.
The eight peak-level ghost kings failed to suppress him, and instead they became more and more ferocious.
"Zira!"
Chu Hao's arms flashed with lightning, and then black flames enveloped the lightning, which looked like black thunder flames.
This is the Black Underworld Flame disguised with lightning. Otherwise, there are many former enemies on the battlefield, and it would be easy to be exposed if he uses the Black Underworld Flame directly.
A ghost emperor asked for help, but Chu Hao pierced the ghost's body with one hand and was completely burned by the black flames.
The other ghost emperors were shocked.
"Ghost magic, darkness has no boundaries."
A ghost king performs ghost magic.
The next second, Chu Hao was plunged into darkness in all directions. He could not see anything, as if his vision had been taken away!
Fiery eyes and golden eyes.
His pale golden pupils drew a golden arc in the darkness, and Chu Hao could see everything around him clearly.
Taking advantage of Chu Hao's lack of vision, the ghost emperors rushed forward and wanted to tear Chu Hao to pieces completely.
Chu Hao sneered and greeted him.
Outside, a small space was darkened, and the battle inside could not be seen at all.
Almost everyone no longer had any hope of Chu Hao and Commander Zhao escaping back.
However, when the ghost technique Anwujie disappeared, Chu Hao and Commander Zhao, who thought they were dead, discovered that Chu Hao was still standing in the void, and he was still alive.
Of the eight ghost emperors who besieged him, only three were left!!
The last three ghost kings were so frightened that they did not dare to fight, so they turned around and ran away.
This living person is so terrifying.
Chu Hao saw this and sneered: "Is this the peak ghost emperor? Sorry, I can fight a hundred."
"Ding... the pretense is successful, and the pretense value is 90,000+20,000."
Awesome.
There are only these two words in everyone's mind.