Ghost.

This is a supernatural thing. After the creature dies, there is still obsession in its heart that cannot be resolved. It also blends with spiritual energy and turns into ghosts. But during the lifetime, no matter whether you are a hero of a generation or a scholar without any power.

After turning into ghosts, only one principle is followed.

The more obsessed you are in your heart, the stronger your strength will be. The more unwilling you to regret it, the more difficult it will be to rest in the cycle of reincarnation.

From this perspective, it is natural to take for granted that the Yin soldiers from the Yifei Village are powerful, especially those like Liu Junshan who died in the civil strife of the Yifei Village and witnessed the collapse of the Yifei Village.

There is no need to say more about how much hatred they felt when they died.

If you continue with this hatred and merge with your soul, you will naturally not say much about the power of the ghost hero.

In the Japanese ghost soldiers, except for a group of ghost martial arts, they used the secret method of ghost path to attract spirits into their bodies. For a long time, other ghost soldiers were all recruited by Onmyoji to use the evil spirits on the battlefield to attract new ghosts.

They occupied the bodies of the soldiers who died tragically, relied on the flesh and blood tempered by the soldiers with their fighting spirit, and then filled their minds with the sinister and madness unique to the ghosts.

In the eyes of Onmyoji who taught in Penglai, they are not even real ghosts.

At best, it's just a vengeful spirit.

Relying on the advantage of numbers, he was commanded by the ghost martial arts soldiers. With the ghost spirit body that was not injured by swords, it was okay to bully ordinary soldiers. Now he encountered the ghost spirits of the village, such a true "yin soldier".

Let alone fight head-on.

Even delaying time is difficult to do.

The green and green souls were nearly ten thousand. Under the guidance of the murderous battle formation, they were like a tide rolling across the dim earth. Wherever they went, ghost soldiers fell down in one go, like wheat cut by a sickle.

There is also a gloomy and frost left behind, and the ghosts belong to the yin, so it is not surprising that there will be such strange phenomena.

The corpses occupied by the resentful spirits can prevent them from being injured by swords and axes. When facing talisman paper weapons with the power to destroy evil, they can also resist them with flesh and blood to avoid hurting the spirit body.

But this method will not work against Yin soldiers who are also "magic attacks".

The Yin soldiers of the village have no bodies, just like the Yin wind blowing over the ghost soldiers and passing through their bodies, and will lure the hidden resentful spirits out of the hidden body.

Without the power of the resentful spirit, the body that had long died will naturally no longer be able to operate and return to the quiet death.

"Ph, this is smelly."

Qian Guaizi was mixed in the formation of Shiwuzhai Yinshang. As Shen Qiu and the second leader fought in the murderous battle formation together, it flew past the staggering ghost soldiers. When it appeared again, a grudge who was screaming and struggling in his hand was already holding a scream and struggling.

As if he thought it was too noisy, he used the power of the ghost to transform into a big knife, raised his hand and cut off half of the head of the resentful spirit who was trying to escape, and then grabbed it in his hand.

It was like eating a sandwich steamed bun, and it opened its bloody mouth and bit off half of it in one bite.

However, it seems to taste not very good.

Qian Guaizi threw the residual spirit in his hand to the weak ghost behind him in disgust.

The big bosses disliked the taste was bad, but these little pawns were not picky at all.

The light ghost took the ghost's residual spirit, swallowed the one in one bite, chewed it a few times, and the light body became more solid.

Not every non-zhai Yin soldier is as powerful as it is the Second Head. Some souls have died for too long and have been barely summoned out, but they have forgotten too much and are confused.

You need to eat some "great tonic" to rekindle your mind.

In addition to being able to teach the orthodox ghost path, absorb spiritual energy, and develop in the direction of ghost immortals, the most common growth path is to keep eating.

Of course, eating human souls is the best and the most delicious, but being both ghosts and devouring each other is also a path to promotion.

My own brothers will definitely not be able to eat it.

But these Japanese vengeful spirits who traveled thousands of miles to die were not psychologically burdened to eat.

The evil ghost looked around and swallowed several stronger ghosts, making it alienated in the direction of the fierce ghost like the second in command, hanging in the air without moving, and then there was a lingering wind.

It can also transform weapons and armor with ghost power.

This use of ghost power is like the spiritual energy used by immortals, and it is so wonderful. Unfortunately, they do not have the luck. The orthodox secret techniques they practice must not have the magical powers that come to the world like ghost martial arts.

What a pity.

"Hey, that looks good."

Qian Guaizi quickly found a new goal.

It turned into a turbulent wind and quietly approached a team of Japanese ghost warriors in a chaos. Three ghost warriors struggled to resist the harassment of the ghost soldiers with half a ghost body. A Onmyoji wearing a high crown was protected by them.

These ghost martial arts are very difficult to deal with.

Ghost spirits are nurtured in the body, and they are integrated with the soul and connected with the body, making it impossible for a group of Yin soldiers to hook out their souls. They also have the power of half a ghost, which can enable ghost magical powers.

It is also very difficult to kill Yin soldiers with half the power of ghosts.

However, the number of Yin soldiers was large and fearless, and they were also threatened by the hundred birds' phoenix spear. As Shen Qiu became more and more advanced in his martial arts, he became more and more skilled in the manipulation of the hundred birds' phoenix spear.

This murderous battle formation reappeared, covering most of the battlefield, making the Yin soldiers more aggressive.

These are the ghosts in the village. Seeing that the ghost martial arts were difficult to deal with, they simply used the method of ants to attack and attack with the advantage of numbers. While the ghost martial arts swung their swords and injured one Yin soldier, more than a dozen Yin soldiers surrounded them.

It looks like these green forest heroes fighting together when the village is still there.

"I'm going to take a knife!"

Qian Guaizi hid aside. Taking advantage of the opportunity that several ghost martial artists were entangled by ghost soldiers, he rushed out from behind the panicked Onmyoji, transformed into a big knife in his hand, and cut it down with one knife.

The ghost blade does not hurt the flesh and blood, but it enters the heart and soul.

It was as if a piece of soul was torn off. The Onmyoji waved his hand and threw out a piece of talisman paper. A red light suddenly appeared, forcing Qian Guaizi back.

"It tastes so good!"

Qian Guaizi threw the soul that was removed from the ghost blade into his mouth, and the biting sounded.

He is worthy of being a ghost practitioner, and this soul is much more delicious than ordinary people.

It stretched out its bright red tongue and licked its lips. The eyes of Aomori ghost were full of greed.

Onmyoji controlled Shikigami and demons. Seeing that a Yin soldiers and general attacked, he immediately recited a talisman and summoned three Shikigamis of various colors to protect themselves. The three ghosts were unusual, as if they were complete ghosts.

But the money kidnapped was not afraid at all.

It hangs in the air, laughing wildly:

"You are so arrogant! You are more people than me on my territory?"

"Pooh!"

The big leader of the Yin soldier reached out and put his hand in his mouth and whistled.

The next moment, a cold wind blew up. More than a dozen Yin soldiers under Qian Guaizi's troops came from all over the place and surrounded the Onmyoji and his three ghosts.

"Bang"

Qian Guaizi raised the ghost knife in his hand and sneered at the pale Onmyoji:

"Brothers, let him do it!"

"After the matter is done, the demons will return to you, this soul, I will return to you! I will eat meat and you will drink soup."

The next moment, the ghosts laughed wildly and pounced on them.

Onmyoji struggled with various ghost paths for less than ten breaths before being eaten by Yin soldiers.

Looking around, there are such ants attached to the war techniques everywhere, and ordinary ghost soldiers were easily defeated, while Japanese ghost warriors were like elephants crawling with green ants. They always had thousands of force, and they could not use them when they were bitten by ghosts.

Those overwhelmed ghost martial artists ended up in a very miserable way.

Not only was the body bitten and bloody, but even the soul that blended with the ghost spirit was also captured by the Yin soldiers. These souls that had been immersed in the power of the ghost spirit for a long time were also very delicious for the Yin soldiers.

The souls of the ghost warriors were eaten by the Yin soldiers, and the Shikigami and demons summoned by the Onmyoji came to fight, but they were not afraid of Yin soldiers, but were also swept by the Yin soldiers at this time.

Wherever I go, almost no grass grows.

During the large counterattack, Chen Qiu flew around with a spear in his hand, pulling out several afterimages from time to time, killing the Japanese around him to the ground.

Xiao Tie drove the Black King war horse and followed his elder brother tightly. On the back of the wide mechanical horse, the bird lay on the neck of the mechanical horse, and his eyes scanned left and right.

He is searching.

This is the task given to him by the master.

"Master, here!"

With the bird screaming, Chen Qiu's figure disappeared immediately. When he appeared again, he had already passed several feet and entered the retreating Japanese. He swung his silver spear for a week, and the cold blades were dotted, dancing out of the stars in the sky.

He killed a group of Japanese people who gathered together and splattered blood.

But killing them is not the purpose.

The purpose is to hunt!

"Bang"

The Japanese man, whose legs were swept off by a spear, was about to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but Chen Qiu grabbed his chin and was raised into the air.

He looked at the eyes of the Japanese in front of him and said:

"For the first time we met, Mr. Hongchen, my name is Chen Qiu."

"Click"
To be continued...