Huang Da comes to the door!

Step by step!!!

Footsteps were heard one after another.

All the soldiers following behind them came in one after another.

The armored soldiers were burly, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, wearing heavy armor, and steel-cast plate armor, which turned them into steel creations.

They held a long-handled axe. The axe face was as big as a wheel, and a luster appeared on it. You could vaguely see a pattern on the axe face, which was wrapped around from the axe handle to the axe face.

Their aura is as majestic as a mountain, like a barrier, surrounding Huang Da in the center.

The remaining soldiers rushed into the hall, and the guards outside the hall had already turned into ghost energy and disappeared.

Huang Da didn't say much nonsense, waved his hand and said vigorously: "Kill!"

The soldiers who were entering one after another came forward, like a torrent of steel rushing towards the many ghosts in the hall.

The armored soldiers stepped forward and took neat steps. A divine light emerged from the thick plate armor. The divine lights were linked to each other, turning the armored soldiers and the others into a whole.

The whole group was united, like a man, with a huge axe in his hand falling down with a bang.

God is powerful and sweeping away all things.

The dazzling divine light roamed, the hall pulled left and right, completely twisted, the luxurious hall had been half collapsed, revealing the desolate basin,

The ghost aura burst out with a bang, and the civil and military officials who kept watching coldly, like outsiders, had a dark ghost aura rising, surrounding them, and the official robe he wore was torn and smashed.

The size of each position suddenly changed drastically. Those with three arms also had one leg, six eyes and two poems. They were not like humans at all, and they were all strange and different.

Huang Da snorted coldly and sneered repeatedly. He was full of ghosts and monsters, but he wanted to wear official robes and have that daydream.

All the civil and military officials of the Dayan Ghost Kingdom were talented people from the north. In the past, they assisted Yan Yuntian in creating Dayan, defeated Du Beixiao, unified the eight prefectures in Hebei, and became the lord of the north, and became the king of the kingship and had a huge momentum.

Although their achievements disappeared after death, they had their own foundations and had their own roots after turning into ghosts. After they were transformed into one, they were in a major change that had never been seen in the ages.

In a short period of time, it has surpassed other ghosts and has never reached a state that has been exhausted for thousands of years.

Among them, the weakest are evil ghosts, and the stronger are senior evil ghosts.

Every ghost is only able to enter the hall when it reaches the level of evil ghosts. They are no longer limited to the darkness, and they can move even in the daytime. I don’t know how many times the threat has increased.

The evil ghosts near the hall burst out, and injustice souls appeared in the ghost energy, making shrill roars. The injustice souls were swaying, mixed with the pitch-black ghost energy, rushing towards the armored soldiers.

A big axe fell, and the divine light leaped through the ghost energy in an instant, tearing apart apart, and the axe continued to advance, slashing the evil ghost's body.

The golden divine light burst out, and the dazzling light shone brightly, like a sun that dispels the darkness in all directions.

Under the divine light, the ghost energy was being restrained and had no ability to resist at all. The ghost energy had melted. It was like encountering the snow of the sunshine. Most of the evil ghost disappeared, leaving only the remaining body and trying hard to avoid it in the rear.

For a moment, when the soldiers moved forward, they began to advance layer by layer.

The civil and military officials in the Great Yan Ghost Kingdom were unable to withstand the attacks of the armored soldiers.

The civil and military officials who were once famous for their time are now in the Pingyang, and they have never been the enemy of the armored soldiers controlled by Huang Da.

In terms of individual strength, each soldier is inferior to them, but the soldier's combined battle formation is like one with each other. In addition, the divine light restrains the ghost energy, Huang Da personally presided over the battle formation, and various factors are added together.

Even if it is an evil ghost, it is as easy to kill melons and vegetables.

If the evil ghosts can be combined together and form a battle formation, they can fight back or even win.

But this point is obviously impossible. The battle formation drill cannot be achieved in one day, especially these civil and military officials, whose status was not low during their lifetime. Even if their seven emotions were distorted and their three views changed drastically, they all depended on their own identities. How could they do ordinary soldiers and soldiers?

Zhao Tingli had already stood up, stood beside Huang Da, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and spoke in a deep voice: "Sir, God."

Huang Da reached out and slowly slapped Zhao Tingli's shoulder, stopped the other party's words, stroked his long white beard, and said in a plain tone: "This ghost's background is already mastered."

"This is not Yan Yuntian's dead soul."

Zhao Tingli's eyes showed his glory, and infinite brilliance flashed in a flash, and he quickly asked, "Really?"

Huang Dazhizhu was holding her hands and said softly: "In the past, Da Yan was defeated and Yan Yuntian died, and his soul was reincarnated."

"After all, Yan Yun was born to be a humanitarian, protecting the northern human race from the slaughter of the Hu people. Over the years, the great Chu has not cut off the spread of Yan Yuntian's deeds, and this is why."

Zhao Tingli's murderous intent was even more vigorous. His muscles were bulging higher on his burly body, and his joints were thicker, so his body once again grew by an inch.

Huang Da was so cold that his muscles were like iron, and his murderous intent burst out. This person was given a while and he would be able to successfully open the immortal gate.

This is also why Mr. Huang personally explained it. If you change to an ordinary warrior, Mr. Huang is too lazy to even look at it.

Zhao Tingli held the knife alone, and his lips squirmed and spit out a word: "Kill!"

The word "kill" falls, and the infinite murderous intent bursts out like a force gathers on the scimitar.

A mouthful of blood erupted, and a layer of blood was applied to the scimitar. This was the blood of a nine-level thunder tribulation, the peak warrior of the ordinary world. Every drop was like magma, emitting heat.

The sword was slashed out, and the sound was so loud that it was boiling like the sea.

Compared with the previous knife, the power increased by three points. The shrill roar and angry roars filled the hall were all silent.

Many evil ghosts blocked the way forward, and had melted under the scorching qi and blood. With one knife, the blockers died completely.

Zhao Tingli burst out and slashed, but at some point in Huang Da's hand, a spear appeared.

The spear is golden all over, like a cast of gold, without any variegated colors on it.

The golden spear is about two feet long, with red tassels on it, and it moves with the golden spear, and the red tassels looks like flowing blood.

The gun was silenced and galloping along a strange angle, like a lightning, instantly passing more than ten feet away, without any momentum, completely covered by Zhao Tingli's knife.

This shot was completely a sneak attack by Huang Da. Oh, no, his hand slipped, and he involuntarily broke his professional habit.

I have been in this industry for so many years, but I can't stop now.
Chapter completed!