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Chapter 127 Night exploration [Yuanxi Ghost Soldier Camp] General Zeng’s first battle!

In the vast night.

In an ancient forest.

Ji Nian raised his hand and summoned the [Yuanxi Chao Huiguos Grassland Ghost-Swallowing Falcon] newly acquired last night.

I saw a ray of light flashing by, and a majestic bird with soap wings and silver beak appeared out of thin air, floating in the air, with its wings folded, and tilted its head to look at him standing on the ground.

"Hey, Bird."

Seeing this, Ji Nian called out and stretched out his left arm, which was temporarily wrapped with a ghost soldier camp map.

The falcon swooped down like instinct and landed quietly on top.

"Hey, that's interesting."

Ji Nian smiled, stretched out a finger, and rubbed the soft fur on the top of the falcon's head.

The bird seemed a little dissatisfied with his behavior, but due to the intimacy value being on the passing line, he still endured it silently.

Just the way she turned away and ignored him made her look like a shy little wife being teased by a gangster.

"Oh."

Ji Nian laughed, stopped teasing it, and slightly raised his left arm, signaling it to fly high into the sky.

Then, through the shared view, they observed the situation at the [Yuanxi Ghost Soldier Camp] on the hillside not far away.

Judging from the undulating curvature of the ground, it is indeed a small hillside.

But the top of it is as if it had been cut by a thousand-meter-long knife. The cut is smooth and as flat as a mirror.

The ghost soldiers' camp, surrounded by a dark red fragrant cedar fence, landed on it, and faint shouts of killing could be heard.

Seeing this situation, Ji Nian controlled the Falcon to slowly descend and gradually move forward.

I saw dozens of ghost soldiers with mottled armor, rusted weapons, black faces, and hollow eyes practicing formations and weapons in a decent manner.

The chronicler couldn't help but sigh: "Lancers, archers... good guys, there are cavalry and messengers. This is a complete configuration."

The scene in front of him couldn't help but remind him of the [Bloody Black Wind Village] he had accompanied Li Baitian before.

However, the rabble that was easily destroyed by Brother Zongzi and a Kaling obviously could not be compared with this small but well-equipped ghost soldier.

"I think the legion cards made with this kind of high-quality materials will be very easy to use."

Ji Nian said something silently in his heart, a little ready to make a move.

Just as he was about to raise his hand, his super hearing enhanced by feedback keenly picked up a faint sound, but it came from the grass next to him.

Yingtai, who was playing the game on the side and acted as bodyguard and thug, reacted much faster than him.

Even before there was a sound from the grass, he put down his cell phone, quickly drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and then suddenly let go.

With the sound of "siu", the arrow with dark red blood stains solidified carried huge kinetic energy and flew straight into the grass. The Yin energy flowing from the arrow even corroded the surrounding plants.

Lao Liu, who was hiding in the grass, obviously didn't notice the scene.

Just as he was about to turn around and run away, an arrow caught his neck, and it was pierced through as if there was no resistance, revealing a huge hole.

Holding his neck, he turned around and glanced at Yingtai, who was holding a bow and an arrow, looking heroic, and then he threw his head back and fell down. His whole body was exuding a rich black energy, which seemed to be dissipating.

Seeing this, Ji Nian quickly threw out a blank card and hit him on the forehead.

With a wisp of spiritual power passing by, the material was successfully sealed and named [Yuanxi Ghost Soldier Scout].

"Good guys, the scouts are out..."

Ji Nian made a casual remark, carefully collected the materials, and then raised his hand to summon the additional general.

I saw a flash of blue-purple light, and two tall figures walked out of the mist at the end of the mountain road.

Wearing red gold armor, he has a fragrant scent on his head, his muscles are strong, his bones are strong and his tendons are strong, he has a fire sign in his palm, his shackles are flying, and his footwork is masculine and steady.

And as it walked out of the heavy fog, an invisible aura gradually spread out around the world.

The little girl who had just fired an arrow to show off her power suddenly changed her expression, and hid behind him with a hint of fear.

"Don't be afraid, this is one of our own."

Ji Nian comforted the little girl in a low voice and turned to look at Zengjiang, who was walking towards this direction.

The great god seemed to have noticed the trembling little female ghost hiding behind Ji Nian, and stopped about five meters away from her.

His temperament is somewhat similar to that of Master Qi, he is kind and gentle.

As long as he is not facing a big ghost that is harming the world, he always has a kind face.

"General Zeng, I will trouble you next."

Ji Nian said in a low voice, pointing in the direction of the ghost soldiers' camp in the distance.

General Zeng nodded clearly, the two figures looked at each other, and the next moment, they disappeared.

When the time came to react, they had already flown over the camp, their slightly gray arms raised high, shining with a metallic color under the moonlight.

Hearing the sound of "boom", the red light of the fire sign that Hong Zeng was holding tightly flashed.

Just like the fireworks played by children during the Chinese New Year, a wall of hellfire that was tens of meters high instantly burst out.

The ghost soldiers patrolling the camp were unable to dodge, and when they caught a trace of sparks, they were burned into charcoal in the blink of an eye.

However, its scream before "death" still woke up other ghost soldiers.

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing together, and the ghost soldiers quickly raised their shields and gathered thick Yin Qi, trying to block the blow.

The answer is obvious.

They succeeded.

The reason is also very simple: the red-faced general simply didn’t exert his strength.

After all, the task entrusted to him by Anniversary was to capture the ghost soldiers, not to destroy them, so of course he had to hold back.

And with the little time bought by the Hellfire Wall, the blue-faced general turned into a wisp of incense and landed in the middle of the shield.

By the time the ghost soldiers noticed this uninvited guest, he had already shaken the handcuffs violently.

Just like a weapon such as nunchucks, swing it left and right, lift it up and down, and hit it.

Each blow hit the ghost soldier's chin accurately, causing him to fly backwards.

After a while, the ghost soldiers who tried to fight back fell to the ground.

At this moment, accompanied by a dry neighing, no fewer than ten evil spirit cavalry rode bone horses and charged.

Lan Mian Zengjiang stood there waiting, as still as a pagoda.

Seeing this situation, the evil spirit cavalry had a ferocious look on their faces, raised their spears and swords, stabbed or chopped them, and flew over them to attack.

The resulting black air carried stones, clods of soil, fallen leaves, and weapons overwhelmingly.

Faced with such a "powerful" offensive, the blue-faced general just waved his hand, and the thick black energy disappeared.

With another wave of his hand, the strong wind swept by the divine power overturned the incoming evil spirit cavalry.

The whole movement was smooth and smooth, extremely easy.

The red-faced General Zeng, the body of General Zeng, also slowly fell from the air at this time. The fire sign pointed at the ghost soldiers swaying on the ground. After silently reciting a spell, they were imprisoned one by one in the chronicle.

In the sea of ​​knowledge.

Waiting outside the camp, Ji Nian moved quickly. He put his index and middle fingers together, touched the center of his eyebrows, closed his eyes tightly, and the scene in the sea of ​​​​consciousness flashed through his mind.

Then he manipulated the blank cards extremely skillfully to gather these ghost soldiers one by one.

"I almost forgot, there is this."

Ji Nian slapped his head and raised his hand to put away the [Yuanxi Ghost Soldier Camp].

This material was somewhat lacking in meaning, so he planned to send it to the association for sale.

(End of chapter)