Devouring Myriad Ghosts System

"drop."

"Kill a rotten dragon."

"drop."

"Kill a soul-destroying ghost king."

"drop."

"..."

The prompts in Li Daochong's sea of ​​consciousness kept ringing.

Renxiu's side was obviously weak against the attacking ghost army.

But as soon as Li Daochong joined the battle, everything changed immediately. He shot into the ghost army like an arrow.

No matter what it passed by, it was instantly pierced and defeated, and turned into residue and dissipated in the void.

Li Daochong didn't need to be so troublesome at first, but at this moment his desire to fight was extremely strong, as if there was inexhaustible energy in his body, he couldn't spit out fast.

fight...

Li Daochong kept typing in his mind, his blood boiled, and white steam began to emerge from his body.

In just a few breaths of effort, the ghost army that rushed in frantically was smashed to pieces by Li Daochong alone, and half of them were killed.

The witch ghost girl covered half of her face, and stood there staring blankly at the void. Why is this person so good at cultivation? Why haven't I heard of it before?

There are only a few geniuses in the Holy Flower Federation that deserve the attention of the Raksha Kingdom. The witch ghost girl knew who they were, what they looked like, their strength range, and what powerful moves they had as early as eight hundred years ago.

But this young man in front of her, the ghost girl, has no impression at all, and there is no such person on the assassination list of the Raksha Kingdom.

There is nothing about him.

If the witch ghost girl didn't have any information about this young man, then no one in Rakshasa would have any information about him.

The majestic Princess Sangping of Dasang County in the Raksha Kingdom doesn't know, who else would know?

There are hundreds of monks on the Renxiu side, most of them are freshmen from Beixing University who have just been sent to support this time, and a small part are a group of human cultivators who were scattered on Youmo Planet.

Although Fang Youliang and Granny Fenghua are Nascent Soul cultivators, they are not military personnel, they are just casual cultivators. They came to Youmo Star to earn points to exchange for the cultivation resources they wanted.

Fang Youliang retired from the military more than ten years ago and enjoys the retirement benefits of senior officers, and the pension is still very generous.

Fang Youliang was also forced to leave the army. Nascent Soul monks usually don't leave the army, but he was seriously injured in a battle more than ten years ago and almost fell.

In the end, he lay in the best comprehension hospital in the federal central star field for more than a year before gradually recovering.

The cultivation base dropped from the late Yuanying stage to the middle stage, and the longevity was also affected, leaving only one Jiazi.

Fang Youliang was depressed during that time, so he chose to retire from the army and return to his family to enjoy his old age.

However, this aspiring monk who had been determined to drive the Nether Realm out of the spirit world since he was a child, felt that he should not be so passive after spending ten years in peace, and joined the team against the Nether Realm again, only this time The identity is no longer a soldier, but a casual cultivator.

Therefore, Fang Youliang and Granny Fenghua have very limited information, and they don't know the witch girl in front of them.

If the Nascent Soul cultivator in the comprehension army was present, he would have recognized Princess Sangping at a glance.

Li Daochong didn't know him even more.

The owner of Sangping County is just a title, and the witch girl is named Ayoudan, the daughter of Sangji'e, the king of Sangping County.

Fang Youliang and Granny Fenghua had a lot of difficulty dealing with a soul-destroying ghost king. Li Daochong only flashed for a moment, and the two soul-destroying ghost kings were split in half by a pale black brilliance.

Annihilation disappears instantly.

Su Wanqing dealt with three Balrog crocodile knights and two rotten dragon king warriors by herself. Su Wanqing's combat strength was compromised due to a little injury when fighting with her uncle. The opponents who should have been easily dealt with at this moment But a little powerless.

A ray of light flashed by, and the ghost soldiers besieging Su Wanqing were killed instantly.

After a while, all the ghost soldiers were killed.

Everyone on Renxiu's side looked at Li Daochong in astonishment. This young man born out of nowhere was too powerful.

After Li Daochong killed all the ghost soldiers, the aura in his body increased again by leaps and bounds, but there was still no sign of upgrading.

The spiritual energy required to enter the peak of Jindan in the later stage of Jindan seems to have increased compared to before,

Li Daochong not only felt a slight headache.

After killing so many high-level ghosts, why can't they even raise half a level?

But at this moment, there is not much time for Li Dao to rush to think about this problem, because the terrifying death energy that was just two hundred kilometers away, galloping towards him at an astonishing speed, has now entered within fifty kilometers.

Will be here soon.

Fang Youliang's face was horrified, Granny Fenghua's old face was tense, and there was a look of determination in Su Wanqing's beautiful eyes.

It was too late to run now, and the deadly thoughts emanating from the terrifying dead energy had locked on everyone present.

Run away and die faster.

Fang Youliang sighed, "Little brother, why do you have to be brave? That's all. Fang has never done anything earth-shattering in his life. Even if he dies in battle today, he must keep his little brother safe."

Granny Fenghua was not as enlightened as Fang Youliang. She didn't run away because she was injured in the previous battle and couldn't run away at all.

Even if you run away, this is the ghost world, not the spirit world, where are you going? An injured Nascent Soul cultivator, here is the most sumptuous and delicious meal.

Ghosts of the underworld are a hundred times more sensitive to the scent of human soul and flesh than sharks to the smell of blood.

The stronger the human soul, the sweeter and more delicious it is in the eyes of ghosts, and the weakness exuded by the injury of a powerful human soul is an indispensable seasoning.

Granny Fenghua had no choice but to not run away.

Li Daochong held Cang Mo in his hand, looked up at the dark void, and said calmly, "Hurry up and go."

Fang Youliang said in astonishment, "Little brother, so many of us are not as important as you alone. Don't be stubborn, you won't have to worry about no firewood if you keep the green hills. As long as you practice well in the future and can achieve the state of transforming gods, Fang will die!" And no regrets."

Li Daochong turned to look at Fang Youliang, "You and I are strangers, you don't have to."

Fang Youliang looked solemn, "Little brother, Fang is not for you, but for hundreds of millions of people. If you grow up, you will have a little more peace in the future. With your sky-defying strength now, you may even be able to do it in the future." Then Yili may become one of the core figures who will drive the Nether Realm out of the Federation."

Li Daochong looked at Fang Youliang with a little more respect in his eyes. The Holy Hua Federation has been able to resist the Luocha Kingdom for hundreds of years precisely because many aspiring monks like Fang Youliang have thrown their heads and blood.

Otherwise, the federation would have been breached long ago and ceased to exist.

The peace in the rear is hard-won every day, because there are thousands of front-line soldiers who fought bloody and fought to the death to resist the ghosts in exchange for their lives.

Before that, Li Daochong's impression of the frontline soldiers was only on Qin Zhan and Yu Yan, two people with completely different personalities.

Today, after meeting this Yuanying monk surnamed Fang, Li Daochong has a more specific understanding of these monks who are passionate about defending their homes.

And this also shows from one aspect that the situation on the frontline battlefield is far less optimistic than what was reported on the federal news.

It seems that the federal government is only trying to stabilize people's hearts, and the real situation on the front line has not been disclosed to the people.

"Growing up? When will it be considered growing up?" Li Daochong asked suddenly.

"Achieving the realm of transforming gods." Fang Youliang replied immediately.

"What kind of storm can a cultivator who has grown up in the conservatory be so strong? It is understandable for the Federation to protect talents, but why have they truly cultivated bloody combat cultivators over the years, and can always stand in the first place in a true sense? On the front line, only the Xiongguan Battle Institute is the only one. The so-called talents in other colleges are more likely to stay in the rear and command, and very few participate in the battle. Do you know why?" Li Daochong paused, then followed, "Because they don't What's the use of being strong if you don't have combat experience, and you don't have blood, and you're still afraid of death?"

Fang Youliang was speechless and speechless, but he looked at Li Daochong with a little more approval in his eyes.

Su Wanqing on the side showed some admiration in her beautiful eyes, and she agreed with what Li Daochong said. What is growth without experiencing wind and rain?

"Senior, which cultivator who transformed the spirit grew up in a greenhouse? According to this junior, there shouldn't be any." Li Daochong continued.

"Little brother, you are right, but..." Fang Youliang was interrupted by a thunderous voice in the void just as he was speaking.

"Who is it? Who dares to kill my subordinates and hurt my beloved daughter, who is it!"

The sound wave with death thoughts vibrated in the air full of sulfur smell.

A tumbling black cloud came like a raging ocean wave.

The faces of the crowd were in pain, and many of them were dizzy from the shock of the sound waves, and the weak ones spit out a mouthful of blood.

Even Su Wanqing felt a sense of discomfort.

The black cloud rolled in wildly, and a black glow shot out from within, falling to the ground like a meteor.

The witch girl Ayoudan looked happy, and lost her voice, "Father."

boom!

The black light fell to the ground, the ground exploded, and the scorched earth and rocks exploded.

A huge pothole appeared in the ground.

A tall, middle-aged man with two pairs of black-spotted horns protruding from his mouth and a terrifying dead air was standing in the middle of the pit.

The middle-aged man is none other than Sangji'e, the great witch and ghost king of Dasang County in the Raksha Kingdom.

Floating faintly, it landed in front of Ayoudan, stretched out his hand to lift Ayoudan's chin, and looked at the bloody half of his daughter's face.

"Ayoudan, who did it?"

"He." Ayoudan pointed at Li Daochong.

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