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Chapter 60 This is forcing me to act for the heavens

The bonfire was rekindled and the beef leg continued to be roasted, but the beef leg was completely rancid and spoiled by the Yin Qi just now, and could no longer be eaten.

Lin Xiao didn't pay attention, his eyes flickered endlessly.

The Dingshan Stone is under his control. In Xiaoshenxiao Mountain, he can perform various actions and transform the mountain. However, once he leaves the range of Xiaoshenxiao Mountain, this ability is temporarily lost. However, Lin Xiao can still sense the Dingshan Stone.

movements, such as changes in luck inside.

Now the luck is light blue. The reason is that he killed a beast king and gained four entry-level disciples with purple luck. But now it is difficult to improve the luck. It has stopped directly and only remains at light blue. If you want

If you continue to improve, you must continue to gain luck.

Lin Xiao once thought about whether he could get luck by killing monster beasts, so he tried it and found that it didn't work. Then why was it possible to kill the beast emperor before?

Could it be said that the Beast King level must be killed?

This is a bit demanding, brother.

Unexpectedly, after killing a hundred ghosts of the underworld, he actually felt that his luck had increased significantly. Lin Xiao's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be some speculation in his mind. However, he needed to verify it himself.

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"If my guess is true, then...this is what you are forcing me to take action..." The corners of Lin Xiao's mouth raised slightly, a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, and an excited smile appeared vaguely.

He waved his hand and extinguished the bonfire. As for the beef leg, it was just left there. It was all rancid and spoiled. You couldn't eat it even if you wanted to. It was a pity that your special elixir seasoning was gone.

With a flash of his body, Lin Xiao immediately stepped forward towards the direction of the Underworld Ghost Army. He immediately noticed that the ground had changed. It was a little different from other ground. It seemed to be eroded by Yin Qi and turned into a light gray-black color.

The further forward, the darker the gray-black color becomes, and the Yin Qi permeating the air becomes richer.

It may be difficult for ordinary people to feel this change, but Lin Xiao's perception is super sharp and he can completely grasp it.

This shows that he is gradually approaching the underworld ghost army.

The mist in the air also appeared from scratch, with thin gray-black mist floating around. The cold air became stronger and stronger, and the vitality of heaven and earth became thinner, as if it had been replaced by Yin Qi.

That yin energy made Lin Xiao feel out of place. This feeling of out of place made Lin Xiao realize more clearly that his guess might be true. Then, for the sake of luck, he had to draw his sword.

If heaven and earth cannot tolerate you, then I, the great king, will do justice for heaven.

Thinking of this, the smile on Lin Xiao's face became more obvious.



"Have you found out?" There is a hollow inside a hill, and there are more than a dozen people hiding in it. Each of them has a condensed and tyrannical aura. They are clearly a group of martial arts masters. The person who asked is a burly and majestic man with a pair of tiger eyes.

Full of amazing power.

"We have found out that there are 8,000 ghost soldiers, 500 ghost soldiers and 30 ghost generals in the ghost army camp. There is a general among them." A hoarse voice sounded, but what he said caused the expressions of more than a dozen masters to change drastically.

, the breath became more and more solemn, as solemn as the oppressive force of dark clouds and an impending storm, making it difficult to breathe and about to suffocate.

Fortunately, they are all martial arts masters, otherwise it would be really difficult to bear this increasingly intense and suffocating sense of oppression.

"The general is the general

The ghost generals are at the master level, the ghost soldiers are at the martial arts master level, and the ghost soldiers are at the true warrior level..." The strong man murmured to himself, and immediately his eyes became extremely determined: "With our

It is unrealistic to confront the ghost army head-on. Now go back and report this matter to the Left Prime Minister."

It is completely unrealistic for more than a dozen masters to fight against a battalion of ghost troops. Once they confront each other, they will just give food to them. They know how terrifying the ghost army is. Even if they want to assassinate them in secret, they will not be able to do it. They will be killed directly.

The ghost army was sensed.

Deliver food!

When more than a dozen martial arts masters encounter such a ghost army, they are just giving away food. It is estimated that they will die violently without killing many of them.

"Let's go." The strong man ordered, and before the ghost army launched an attack, he immediately returned to report the news.

More than a dozen figures rushed out from the hillock, and each one spread out their movements very quickly. Lin Xiao saw a dozen figures flying past and approaching quickly. The dozen or so people also saw Lin Xiao at the same time, and they were all startled.

"Friends, there is the Ghost Army Barracks further ahead. Don't go there." The strong man immediately reminded him.

"Ghost Army Barracks." Lin Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up. In the eyes of more than a dozen masters in the Yan Dynasty, their eyes were shining as bright as the sun. Each of the more than a dozen masters were shocked and confused: "I haven't asked for advice.

How strong is the Ghost Army’s barracks?”

"Eight thousand ghost soldiers, five hundred ghost soldiers, thirty ghost generals and one ghost army general." The strong man quickly replied: "The ghost soldiers are like real martial arts, the ghost soldiers are like martial arts masters, the ghost generals are like martial arts masters, and the ghost soldiers are like martial arts masters.

The generals of the army are like great masters, but the ghost army is powerful and unmatched by ordinary warriors. They are proficient in battle formations and can kill enemies by leapfrogging their ranks, so it is difficult to fight with them."

"Thank you for letting me know." Lin Xiao responded unhurriedly.

The most powerful one is only the Grand Master level, there is only one, it is nothing at all. As for the battle formation joining forces to kill the enemy, Lin Xiao said he doesn't care. Without the Martial Saint level, it doesn't matter. No matter how powerful it is, can the ghost army still be there?

Is it possible to surpass the level and kill the Martial Saint?

If possible, that would be terrible.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xiao took a step forward and swept away like the wind. In an instant, he was hundreds of meters away, and in the blink of an eye, he was a thousand meters away.

"This..." More than a dozen martial arts masters from the Yan Dynasty were stunned. What is this?

Are you seeking death by living too long?

"Let's go!" The strong man shouted again in a low voice. He finally showed kindness and didn't want to see a warrior die in the hands of the ghost army. Unexpectedly, he didn't appreciate it, so forget it.



"The ones I killed before were one hundred ghost soldiers, and if I added a little light cyan luck, wouldn't it be possible for eight thousand ghost soldiers to get more light cyan luck, as well as ghost soldiers and ghost generals..." Lin Xiao said on the side

Flying towards the front, his eyes were shining, feeling that he was going to be richer this time, or that Xiao Shenxiaoshan was going to be richer, and he wondered if he could improve his luck from light cyan to pure cyan.

If it can be upgraded to pure blue, then the Small Refining World can be opened three times a year, and up to three people can enter each time.

The breath of the human race is completely different from the breath of the ghost race. To put it simply, the human race is masculine and the ghost race is feminine, because human blood is hot while the ghost blood is cold.

When Lin Xiao approached the ghost tribe's military camp for a certain distance, he immediately felt a lot of cold auras. These cold auras were strong or weak. The weak ones were at the level of true warriors, while the strong ones reached the level of grand masters.

, there is no strong person beyond the Grand Master level.

In the ghost tribe's military camp, the tall figure sitting high up, covered in a layer of dark mist, suddenly opened his eyes and shot out two balls of dark light, instantly piercing the dark mist.

"The breath of human warriors..." A low and strange voice sounded: "Who is going to take it."

"General, I am willing to go." A figure covered by a light mist on the left side below stood up and responded immediately.

"allow!"



Lin Xiao paused for a moment, and then he saw a black shadow standing motionless across the east and west in front of him. Immediately, a figure shrouded in a light black mist stepped out step by step, walking towards Lin Xiao step by step, with an astonishing aura as cold as

The tide pushed forward and surged forward, impacting Lin Xiao.

"Ghost general level..." Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and the light was as sharp as a sword across the sky. Through the thin black mist, he saw the body inside. He was more than two meters tall, and was covered in black armor.

, looked extremely tall and majestic, just like a black bear wearing armor, only showing a pair of blue-gray eyes, cold and ruthless, but as if two groups of flames were burning.

This ghost general was not empty-handed, but was holding a black pumpkin-shaped hammer in each hand. He strode forward and the ground shook slightly.

No words were spoken, only the coldness and coldness were like a frenzy. The ghost would speed up, violently like a wild bear. The ground shook and made a dull sound like a drum. It rushed towards him at high speed, and the terrifying coldness was like a torrent.

The embankment surged in wildly.

The black hammer was raised and suddenly struck Lin Xiao, like rolling thunder, with bursts of thunder resounding in all directions.

Lin Xiao's expression remained unchanged, he did not dodge or dodge, as if he regarded the hammer as if it was nothing.

Amidst the roar, the hammer fell from the sky like a meteorite and hit Lin Xiao's head fiercely. When it was about to hit Lin Xiao's head, the ghost general's cold blue-gray eyes suddenly burst into excitement and excitement that could not be concealed, as if he saw that

His head was smashed like a watermelon.

In the dull sound, the hammer that dropped like a meteorite suddenly stopped and did not hit Lin Xiao's head. Instead, it was caught firmly by a hand. The palm was as white as jade and the five fingers were slender, just like playing the piano.

His hand, however, had unparalleled and amazing strength. He held the hammer and struck hard, but the hammer did not move at all.

The ghost general roared, and another hammer hit Lin Xiao's head hard.

Lin Xiao took the initiative to let go and took a step back like a water slide. He avoided the blow of the ghost general's hammer with flowing water. The sharp sword came out of its sheath. The sword was as bright as a sword tearing through the darkness and tearing through the mist. The ghost general's figure

Suddenly, a mark appeared on his body, a straight line from the lower left to the upper right.

One sword cuts two.

The ghost general's body fell, and wisps of black mist rose up, like a ghost's face screaming, and the shrill wails were extremely painful, as if full of despair and unwillingness. As the ghost general died, Lin Xiao felt the fluctuations of luck in the Dingshan stone again, as if

Coming from heaven and earth, there is a hint of light blue.

"Sure enough, it's feasible..." Lin Xiao immediately looked ahead, at the row of camp walls that stretched from east to west, and his eyes shone with a rich light, shining like the blazing sun.

Eight thousand ghost soldiers, five hundred ghost soldiers, thirty ghost generals...well...now it has become twenty-nine, and there is also a big ghost general. How much light blue luck is this? Lin Xiao couldn't help but grinned.

Got up.

God brings good luck, and nothing can stop it.


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