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In the sky, Lin Zhennan floated between the sky and the earth, his body was covered in red blood like a dragon, and countless martial qi continued to spread out, forcing a red streak in the midst of the overwhelming ghost aura in the air.

Beside Lin Zhennan, Mu and Longxi formed corners, taking care of each other, facing the Ghost Emperor and Spirit Ghost King in the air.

And beside Lin Zhennan, there are only thirteen third-rank martial arts practitioners in the Zhennan Army, one of the few,

They are all those who stop the ghost king and ghost emperor.

The Ghost King sneered with contempt in his eyes.

"Hehe, I thought there would be more than fifty third-rank Confucian scholars coming to stop us."

"Lin Zhennan, with your strength, you are far from our opponents."

Lin Zhennan shouted coldly.

"To deal with you, why do you need so many people?"

"I, Lin Zhennan, can reach an army with one person!"

The Spirit Ghost King pursed his lips, looking at the neatly arranged army array below, he wasn't nervous at all.

Anyway, there are more than 300 second-rank ghost commanders below, and two-thirds of them belong to ghost emperors.

No matter what tricks the human race has, it has nothing to do with him anyway.

Even if his more than one hundred second-rank ghost commanders died, he would not feel distressed.

But the death of more than 200 second-rank ghost commanders in one fell swoop by the ghost emperor is probably a major weakening in strength.

Regardless of whether the ghost emperor wins or the human race wins, it is a good thing for the ghost king.

That's why, at this moment, he can even talk nonsense to Lin Zhennan.

There was no rush to make a move in the air, but off the field, contact with melee had already begun.

More than three hundred second-rank ghost commanders floated over the 100-meter-deep chasm, and reached the first line of defense of the human race.

Tens of thousands of martial artists shouted loudly.

"Zhennan Army!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The momentum is grand and the voice is solemn and stirring.

The tens of thousands of Zhennan troops, no matter how many there are, are far from being the opponents of the third-rank and second-rank Guishuai.

In the face of the absolute disparity in strength, the tens of thousands of Zhennan troops are nothing more than lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Countless martial cultivators roared and struggled forward, just to be able to scratch the armor of the second-rank ghost commanders.

And if a second-rank ghost general makes a move casually, the ghost aura is enough to shock and kill hundreds of Zhennan soldiers.

Three hundred and two rank ghost handsome, like wolves entering a herd of sheep, the sound of fighting keeps ringing, but countless bloodstains flow out.

Chu He was behind the Wenren Army, watching the soldiers of the Zhennan Army fighting from a distance, Wen Xin seemed to be shaking.

The scene was tragic, even for him, it was already unbearable.

Although the body is dead, the inscription hangs on bamboo and silk.

But among the tens of thousands of Zhennan troops in front of them, how many of them can be famous?

They know they must die.

The overwhelming ghost aura is enough to show the power of the ghost world.

They don't know if the human race can stop the army of ghosts after their death.

They also don't know whether their own death can bring a chance of winning for the human race.

They don't even know what will happen to their wives and children after they die, and whether they can be treated kindly.

But they only know now that if they don't die now, they will eventually die later.

They also only know that their death will eventually weaken the enemy army in front of them.

Their deaths may be ignored, and their names may not even be left behind.

But after all, someone can remember their death.

I remember, I Chu He remembers.

Chu He looked up at the sky with tears in his eyes.

This is the final struggle.

This is the entire human race's response to the massive invasion of the ghost world.

Absolutely not, and absolutely not a compromised response! Countless soldiers of the Zhennan Army marched forward bravely, some resisted with shields, and some even dropped their shields and chopped them down with their swords.

Just to be able to leave even a trace on Guishuai's body.

Even if there are no traces left, the Ghost Commander still needs Ghost Qi to kill one person.

Consuming the ghost energy is consuming the strength of the handsome ghost.

As long as one point can be consumed, their death is meaningful!

The three hundred ghost commanders did not get too entangled with the tens of thousands of Zhennan Army soldiers. Their goal was the civilian army behind the Zhennan Army.

The Civilian Army is the real main force, and the only one who can harm them.

Not long after, the three hundred and second-rank Guishuai broke through the defense line formed by the tens of thousands of Zhennan troops, which was more than five miles away, and reached the front of the three-door formation.

Suddenly, a burst of spring thunder resounded.

"Soldiers, listen to my orders!"

Chu He rose into the midair, his eyes were blurred, but he was staring at the three hundred ghost commanders closely, and shouted loudly.

"Seven Stars!"

In an instant, the stone pillars rose from the ground.

The three hundred ghost commanders had just broken through the defense line of tens of thousands of Zhennan troops.

And there are still two miles away from Sanmen.

With a bang, the originally flat ground suddenly bulged.

Countless stone pillars rose from the ground, squeezing the remaining space of the three hundred ghosts.

The first time they faced the stone pillar, the three hundred ghosts naturally dodged.

But in such an instant of dodging, the three hundred ghost commanders had already begun to be forced to gather together.

Originally, the three hundred ghost commanders each covered an area of ​​one mile.

But when the stone pillars were gathered together, the distance between the three hundred ghost commanders was forced down to two hundred meters.

The Spirit Ghost King is condescending, so he can naturally see the problem.

The Ghost Emperor, who has always guarded in the direction of the Yaoling clan, can see the problem better.

But just when the ghost emperor was about to speak and let the three hundred second-rank ghost commanders disperse, a bloody dragon rushed in front of him.

"Your opponent is me!"

Lin Zhennan yelled and punched down.

The ghost emperor snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves lightly.

A huge ghost energy suddenly burst out, blocking Lin Zhennan's fist abruptly.

But in such an instant, he had no time to remind the more than 300 handsome ghosts below.

Another burst of spring thunder came from Chu He's mouth.

"Fan cage!"

The seven thousand followers of Buddhism suddenly crossed their knees on the ground, folded their hands together, and kept chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Seven thousand years before the Buddhist gate, a monk with ring spots on his head and a ruddy complexion appeared in the air.

He sat cross-legged in the air, put his palms together, his eyes widened, and shouted in Sanskrit.

"Fan cage!"

King Kong glared!

In an instant, the 7,000 people sitting cross-legged on the ground seemed to have turned into Buddhas.

Seven thousand Buddhas, reciting sutras.

Countless Buddha Qi arose freely from the heart, and sealed the second-rank Guishuai gathered within 200 meters.

Countless ghost commanders have already sensed the problem, and continue to use ghost energy to attack.

But where the ghost energy hits, there are only golden sutras, and the ghost energy cannot come out.

Fan cage into!

Seeing this, the Spirit Ghost King knew that the human race must have a countermeasure, but he himself was passive and sabotaged, and didn't want to fight to the end with the second-rank peak martial arts of the human race. He just fought and retreated, and didn't contribute.

It was also true that there were only three people facing the Spirit Ghost King.

One is Mutong, and the other two are third-rank Wuxiu in the Zhennan Army.

On the Ghost Emperor's side, there were thirteen people suppressing him together, making it difficult for him to support the second-rank Guishuai below.

Chu He saw a Buddhist barrier like a vajra mask fall, and knew that the opportunity had come.