Global Ghost Control: There are hundreds of millions of ghosts in my body

A gloomy and treacherous ghost aura floated out of the Hell Shura diagram.

The ghost qi seemed to have infinite suction, and more than forty or ten Zhou soldiers were sucked in without any resistance.

As soon as they entered the painting, the terrifying Shura Field shocked them all.

It was full of human bones, scraps of human skin were floating in the air, and the torture of hell was before their eyes.

Some of the ghosts are skinning the dead back and forth on the cutting board, and some are suffering from boiling water.

One of these tortures is in the steamer purgatory, where the soul of the condemned soul is fumigated by boiling steam, and the soul is turned into a puddle of liquid, which is then reshaped into a human form after a cold wind blows, and thus goes through 8,000 torments.

There were other tortures: grinding, smashing, crashing, etc., all vividly displayed in front of the soldiers' eyes.

Even the smells and sounds are very real and immersive.

The great fear and horror brought by the brutal and violent scene made their mental power suffer a great impact, and their minds were a little trance-like, and they even really thought that they were in the Shura Hell.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Mo also plunged into the picture scroll.

The feeling of Shura's hell did not bring him mental harm, but he felt like a fish in water when he acted inside.

"The weird picture scroll deserves to consume a lot of spiritual energy, and the effect is really good!"

Lin Mo sighed.

After casting the Strange Scroll, the inhaled enemy suffered severe mental damage, but it had no effect on the caster, but instead had a lot of blessings.

In the painting, Lin Modu felt that his body was much lighter and his movements were more agile.

Whoosh!

Lin Mo unleashed his demon-sealing sword qi and swooped down towards the soldiers.

"Demons, demons are coming!" the

soldiers looked up.

Lin Mo was full of ghostly energy and a pair of sword and demon wings, which made them all mistakenly think that it was an evil ghost who came to ask for their lives.

So few of them resisted, and they all fled as if they had lost their lives.

Under the psychological damage and fear, their resistance was completely unremarkable, and they were slashed back and forth by the ghost sword, and soon turned into corpses.

The corpse was quickly dragged away by the ghost in the painting and thrown into the oil pot, a scene that terrified the other soldiers who had not yet been killed.

Their hearts were beating and their legs trembled, which made it effortless for Lin Mo to kill.

Outside, all the Zhou soldiers shuddered when they saw the scene of Lin Mo slaughtering the soldiers on the picture scroll.

"This ghost painting is too terrifying!" said

Hao Ren of the Chinese army.

He scolded the soldiers around him and said, "Come on, burn the scroll for me!"

But when a soldier manipulated the contract ghost to get close to the painting, he was sucked in and killed by extremely cruel means.

A moment later, the duration of the strange scroll was up, and Lin Mo walked out of the painting with a sword full of blood.

He was so happy to kill that blood was dripping from his hair.

"Who else wants to try!" Lin

Mo raised his head slightly and glanced at the soldiers around him.

His scarlet eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up, and half of his face stained red with blood, he was like a bloody ghost.

"Damn

, it's the first time I've seen someone more terrifying than a ghost

!" "What should I do!"

The soldiers around him watched from afar, and none of them dared to step forward.

Looking at the situation on the field again, under the encouragement of Lin Mo, the fighting spirit of the ghost army was unprecedentedly high, and the villagers guarding the tomb and the masked old man were also able to kill.

Before the two wings were outflanked, the central army of the Zhou army was already about to collapse.

The victorious scales were constantly tilting towards Lin Mo's side, and Huo Simiao, who was supervising the battle in the rear army, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

The command center of Henan Province has not been able to be contacted, and Jiang Province is too far away from here, and it is already a little hopeless to count on reinforcements.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe that my four thousand soldiers can't beat his wild ghosts and hundreds of villagers?"

Huo Simiao's face was dark.

She was in a hurry, but it didn't work.

If she didn't defeat Lin Mo with more than four times her troops, then she would become a joke for the entire Kyoto Military Region, and the Huo family would be nailed to the pillar of shame!

"Who can help me!"

Huo Simiao wanted to cry without tears.

At this moment, a very high dark curtain of light rose on the other side of the ridge.

From a distance, it seems to be an ancient formation.

Inside the formation is the ancient city and the vast mountains outside the city.

The mountains are dusty in the distance, the war drums are like thunder, and the battle flags are hunting.

On one side of the Phnom Penh chess piece is a big word of Zhou, and behind it is the endless Zhou army.

"It's... Zhou Annihilated Guzhu's last battle

?" Huo Simiao looked stunned: "But why is there such a scene in

the formation?" Just when she hesitated, a light curtain like the formation lit up beside her.

The

next second, she disappeared into the light curtain.

"Where did Battalion Commander Huo go?"

the surrounding guards were shocked.

Without waiting for them to react, more than a dozen such light curtains appeared in the entire Zhou army, and then the person disappeared along with the light curtains.

"What's the situation?" Lin

Mo looked up at the large array on the ridge.

Then, he was wrapped in a curtain of light.

He tried his best to break free, but was shocked to find that he couldn't even control the contract ghost.

"I've never seen this formation

!" "Why do I have it too!" Li

Ruyue, who had been tied up, looked strangely at a light curtain around her.

Eventually, along with her, she was teleported away by the light curtain.

The battlefield, which was originally a fierce battle, immediately became chaotic.

The commander of the Zhou army is gone, and the commander of the ghost army is gone.

As a result, the Zhou army temporarily retreated under the leadership of Hao Ren.

The masked old man saw that the Zhou army had withdrawn, and he also retreated.

His task is to guard the mausoleum, and there is no need to chase him out.

Only the ghost army group of dragons was left without a leader, but fortunately, the bone sword ghost still had some brains, he quickly collected the wild ghosts, and used the ghost beads that Lin Mo snatched from Baijiu City to restore the ghost bodies of the wild ghosts.

The two sides entered into a truce.

They focused all their attention on the formation of the ridge.

"Someone used the king's ghost blood to activate the ancient battlefield formation of the last national teacher

!" "The king's ghost master, that young man, I'm afraid it's going to be more auspicious!"

the masked old man sighed.

At this time, in a boulder gap on the ridge, Gao Shishi was excitedly looking at the formation.

"It's really activated, there's a good show to watch now!" Gao

Shishi's red lips hooked, and she couldn't help but feel proud of what she had just done.

She has been keeping a close eye on the battle situation since the beginning of the battle, trying to get ghost blood from the reincarnation ghost.

Originally, there was no chance, but who knew that the Zhou army launched a death squad attack, and the continuous explosion inevitably affected the reincarnation ghosts of the battle, and naturally the ghost blood was blown out.

She saw the opportunity to blend into the battlefield and brought this bit of ghost blood to the altar of the royal tomb on the side of the ridge, which really activated the ancient battlefield formation rumored in the wild history.

"In the ancient battlefield below, Lin Mo wants to fight with Li Ruyue, and one of them will die!" Gao

Shishi was a little impatient.