With a loud shout, all the remaining ghost soldiers rushed towards Zheng Xiaoming.

It is obvious that they should not belong to the same Shiwu, but once they attacked Zheng Xiaoming at this time, they subconsciously covered and cooperated with each other.

The two ghost soldiers raised their shields, and two more ghost soldiers set up spears from behind. Finally, the officer had already brought the remaining ghost soldiers to bend their bows and arrows and shoot at Zheng Xiaoming.

Zheng Xiaoming sighed: "What a pity!"

He actually used the explosion again and stepped on the ground suddenly, and rushed out with the recoil, pretending to smash the two ghost soldiers and their shields together. He then swung the sword and cut the two spear soldiers into two halves, including the people and the guns.

At this time, the sergeant and the last ghost soldier had just pulled the longbow and were stabbed to death by Zheng Xiaoming!

"Although my explosive power can only last for one minute, it can be used continuously. As long as there is no more than three times in an hour, there will be no problem..."

Zheng Xiaoming said leisurely. He looked at the ghost soldier who had escaped in the distance, and his eyes fell into deep thought.

A team of 50 people in the end only five or six escaped. The others either died on the spot or were captured by Zheng Xiaoming.

This shows that these so-called underworld soldiers are indeed extremely elite. He remembered that when he was writing novels before, he checked the information and generally believed that the army in the era of cold weapons would have a great decline in morale, and if more than 20% of the casualties were injured or killed, he would have a collapse.

And those who can tolerate more than 30% of the casualties are already elite!

However, this underworld army endured nearly 90% of the casualties.

He is really brave and fearless. In addition, he is well-trained and has a very tacit understanding of his cooperation, which is absolutely difficult to deal with.

Even Zheng Xiaoming tried his best to fight against a team of fifty ghost soldiers.

You should know that Zheng Xiaoming has the Ruyi Merit Sword, Rende Yudao and other treasures in his hand. Although his mental strength has not reached level 5, his combat power has definitely exceeded it!

However, even he could only deal with a team of ghost soldiers, as you can imagine. This invasion of the virtual world in the real world was definitely much more dangerous than what he had expected.

Originally, Zheng Xiaoming looked down on the ghost soldiers in the virtual world, thinking that they were just cold weapons troops.

The Tianwei Army can only send hundreds of night watchmen with guns and ammunition to rattle them!

But now it seems that I am too naive and think too optimistic about the situation!

He said to himself: "Yes, if the forbidden lands in various parts of Da Chu are so easy to solve. Why does the Tianwei Army need to support security guards from all over the country to protect them?"

This time I already know the strength of the virtual world. What's more, killing so many ghost soldiers will definitely alarm the underworld!

So Zheng Xiaoming did not hesitate anymore, turned around and walked, followed the original direction, and returned to the black pine forest again. Only after entering the black pine forest could Zheng Xiaoming return to Futian.

"The Venerable is back! What are the gains of going to the lower realm this time?"

Seeing Zheng Xiaoming come back, He Xiucai, who was newly appointed as the Futian chief manager, came up to greet him.

Originally, this guy called Zheng Xiaoming the master, but Zheng Xiaoming felt very upset.

This Xiucai He is not a beautiful girl. The name he called him made Zheng Xiaoming unable to help but get goosebumps. That's why Xiucai changed his name and called himself the Venerable.

In reality, I feel embarrassed to call myself a venerable person. I feel that I am too middle-aged!

But in this Futian, in the midst of one mu of land, I closed the door, and did whatever I wanted to do?

Zheng Xiaoming nodded and smiled, "This time I went to the lower realm, I have gained a lot!"

However, he talked with people like He Xiucai and others, and unknowingly, he also brought Zheng Xiaoming's speech habits to the wrong ones.

Just like if there is a Northeastern person around you, your accent will easily be infected with a big smell!

Zheng Xiaoming uncovered the basket and fell to the ground in a mess.

Most of them were rags, bottles, jars and so on from the Void Realm Village.

There are also some plunders that were plundered, such as armor, which are piled up in a mess.

Zheng Xiaoming was flipping through the pickup, and saw that He Xiucai was already smiling and picked out something from the pile of spoils: "Congratulations, you actually got good things this time!"

Zheng Xiaoming took one, but it was a wooden sign, and couldn't help but say in confusion: "What is this?"

He Xiucai smiled and said, "This is a good thing, it is the token of the chief of the underworld Zhengjun!"

Zheng Xiaoming said strangely: "Why isn't it a big seal?"

He Xiucai smiled and said, "The little official of the fight, where is there any big seal? It would be good to have this brand!"

Under He Xiucai's explanation, Zheng Xiaoming realized that compared to the changes in dynasties, there were frequent changes. Originally, the changes in ghosts and gods in the underworld were very small.

Just like the underworld army, it has always used military positions and salary from two thousand years ago.

Organize the army into the Wushi Gutun Qun, etc.

One army is five people, one is ten people. Fifty is the team, one hundred people are the village, two hundred are the song, and one thousand are the troops.

This is the first officer of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the

Of course, the salary paid by the underworld is naturally spiritual rice!

Unfortunately, that was before.

With the great changes in the disasters of heaven and earth, the virtual worlds are like bubbles that are still surviving after capsizing. Where can there be so many resources?

Seeing that the lower Yang Void Realm can only be maintained by plundering the upper realm, the salary will naturally shrink greatly... It must be not as high as before!

"Honor, at least you have to wait until the level of the Baishi Master, that is, to the level of the captain, to wear the seal. It cannot be a large seal, but only a small seal, also called a semi-pass seal. It means that it is only half of a normal large seal!

And this length can only be marked with wooden signs." He Xiucai explained to Zheng Xiaoming with a smile.

Zheng Xiaoming took the wooden sign when he heard this. As soon as he got it, he felt something was different: "This thing is actually transformed from the number of energy, which can increase the number of energy in my Futian..."

And this amount of energy is not the value that can be sold for money, but the token itself contains the amount of energy!

No wonder, this thing is the identity mark of the ghost soldier officer, which is equivalent to the existence of an official seal.

He Xiucai sighed and said, "It's a pity that although the Venerable killed the captain, he did not bring back the captain's half-seal!"

Before he finished speaking, he listened to Zheng Xiaoming laughing to the sky: "Who said I didn't get it back?"

Who is Zheng Xiaoming?

A person who claims to be three feet tall and has no armor left. How can it be impossible not to clean the battlefield? Those who do not clean up the spoils?

He immediately poured Fude's back basket onto the ground and poured out a lot of rags.

This contains the pots, pans, pots, pots, marinades and so on that Zheng Xiaoming took back from the village of the Void Realm.

Then Zheng Xiaoming cleaned up the battlefield and got some spoils such as swords, guns, armor and armor.

After turning it over a few times, I found a small rectangular copper seal. It was the official seal of the ghost soldier captain!
Chapter completed!