I Have a Monster Farm

Yan Chixia's question made Zhang Ziyu pause, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and it was not simply because of the strength of the gluttonous beast soldiers of the Mechanical Spirit Race.

The strength of the gluttonous beast soldiers is between the Qi training state and the foundation building state, most of them belong to the Qi training state, and occasionally some enter the state faster and belong to the Foundation building state.

As for the divine generals that Zhang Ziyu enlightened, because their own puppets are powerful, and Zhang Ziyu bestows a lot of mechanical power, they are all in the realm of refining gods.

Zhang Ziyu suddenly thought that he might be able to give the Tool Spirit Race a simpler hierarchy, such as rank?

'Ordinary Mechanical Spirit Race is Tier 1, so Gods currently regard them as Tier 3 strength, which is feasible, and it is not troublesome to remember, but the division may be slightly different from the cultivation level. '

Zhang Ziyu went through it in his mind, but he also answered in his mouth: "Most of them are equivalent to the Qi training state, which can be regarded as the first-level strength in their clan."

Zhang Ziyu has seen Yan Chixia's cultivation method, and the general system also has the realm of Qi training, so there is no problem in describing it like this.

Yan Chixia thought of the blood god leech, and asked, "What about the blood god leech?"

"Third-level strength is equivalent to that of a cultivator."

During the questioning and answering between the two, Yan Chixia felt more mysterious about Zhang Ziyu's identity. A race of steel puppets controlled by Zhang Ziyu was beyond Yan Chixia's imagination.

Fortunately, Brother Zhang is a man of the right path.

Yan Chixia was somewhat comforted, and then said: "With their help, there will be absolutely no problem tonight, just wait for the old Black Mountain demon to come out."

"Fellow Daoist, first get acquainted with the Hundred Ghost Banners and the Gluttonous Beast Soldiers, and then I will arrange some formations, which will be safer."

Since you want to play fairy dance, you have to be more professional.

Nie Xiaoqian, the young lady who baited people, already had them, and so did Lao Yan, the first wave of burly men who came to look for work.

Next, Zhang Ziyu has to fix the blocked, blocked, and backtracking parts.

The first one is the Four Spirit Blood Formation, which is a sharp weapon for control and capture. Let the blood god leech lay in ambush first, and Zhang Ziyu doesn't need to arrange more, just go directly to it when the time comes.

Zhang Ziyu wants to arrange the five-element enchantment and Maoshan's innate gossip array. These two things will be created together, and the place will be directly blocked at that time.

No matter how cunning the black mountain old demon is, he can't escape, and if he comes, he will be tricked.

"It's a pity, I don't have time to go to Fenxiang Valley and Qingyunmen, otherwise it would be safer to create the Eight Ominous Xuanhuo Formation and the Zhuxian Sword Formation."

Zhang Ziyu drove the array talismans used into the ground around Lan Ruoshan one by one, and ordered Qilin and Heixuan to ambush respectively.

The two of them were also summoned by Zhang Ziyu from the state of cultivation this time, and accepted the mission of the fairy dance this time.

The two practiced the Fenxiang Jade Book and Xuanming Dao respectively, their majors were matched, their attributes matched, their strength was not slow to improve, and their aura had obviously improved a lot.

Everything was ready, Zhang Ziyu gave Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian a set of tyrant suits to temporarily borrow to protect themselves.

Then time passed a little bit, the sun went down, the sunset glow disappeared, and night fell.

Looking at the sunny day today, it should have been a bright moonlit night.

But I don't want to enter the night, the cold mountain wind is blowing, the night sky is dark and dark, the stars and the moon are covered, and the night is dark and cold.

"rustle"

The drizzle fell, adding to the desolation.

"It's raining in the third watch of the underworld to marry a daughter, and it's an auspicious day for ghosts. This old Black Mountain demon will still pick his day."

Yan Chixia spoke in a cold voice, the scene in front of Lanruo Temple was not quite right.

Obviously what Zhang Ziyu said was right, the Montenegro old demon must have come for Xiaoqian.

In fact, if Zhang Ziyu and the others hadn't disposed of Xiaoqian's ashes and temporarily sheltered Xiaoqian with a ghost ball, she might have been summoned directly to the ghost world to get married.

"It's a good day. It's suitable for relocation and burial. I think it's suitable."

Zhang Ziyu smiled, and looked at the depths of Lan Ruo Mountain. In the depths of the forest, there was already ghost energy and Yin energy condensed.

"Fellow Daoist, I'll hide it first, and I'll see you later."

Zhang Ziyu stuck a breath-holding talisman on his body, and then cast the illusion spell, and his figure disappeared in place.

Yan Chixia was taken aback, but quickly put away her surprise, holding a sword in one hand, and sat straddling the steps of the gate of Lanruo Temple.

One pot, one sword, one stool, one person.

Yan Chixia glared angrily, with a big beard on her cheeks, she really had the aura of a man who is in charge of everyone.

There is a hundred ghost banners behind him, and the five hundred gluttonous beast soldiers around Lanruo Temple are already ready, and the murderous aura is gradually rising.

Nie Xiaoqian was dressed in white and stood behind Yan Chixia, while Ning Caichen stood next to her. Although she was scared, she was very firm.

Zhang Ziyu and Yan Chixia could keep him from coming, and just find a place to knock him out, and after he slept, the matter would be over the next day.

But Ning Caichen also knew that if he wanted to be with Nie Xiaoqian for a long time, he would definitely practice cultivation and be with ghosts for life.

So today, it is better to face a big horror, and to face the difficulties with Nie Xiaoqian.

"You two are waiting in the temple, no matter what happens, don't worry."

Yan Chixia still kindly reminded her, but just as she finished speaking, a strange suona sounded from the quiet Lanruo Mountain.

It was festive and eerie, causing people to feel a sudden chill behind their backs and break out in a cold sweat, so terrifying.

"Hmph, how brave, how dare you come to the door swaggeringly."

"By the decree of the old demon of Montenegro, marry me!"

A strange voice sounded, not like a human voice.

A group of welcoming teams floated faintly from the darkness to Lanruo Temple.

The team carried a big red sedan chair, the color was extremely bright red, like the color of human blood, rich and depressing in the dark night.

The sedan chair fluttered lightly, but the one who carried it was not a human being, but a ghost with four feet on the ground, a red cloth covering its face, and a red-clothed ghost.

They couldn't see their faces, only a pair of withered palms like chicken feet were showing, tightly holding the sedan chair.

Further forward of the big red sedan chair, there are four ghosts holding copper-yellow suona.

The first ghost is wearing armor and riding a tall horse. At the end is a headless horseman, very powerful and haunting.

The welcoming team approached slowly and stopped in front of Lanruo Temple.

Their eyes all fell on Nie Xiaoqian, showing no respect at all.

"Taoist, get out of the way."

The leading ghost general spoke, his words were cold.

"Hmph, even ghosts and ghosts dare to behave wildly."

Yan Chixia was not used to it, a golden light flashed with the long sword in her hand, and she slashed at the ghost.

"you dare!"

The ghost general also slashed with a ghostly aura, and collided with Yan Chixia's golden sword light.

It's just that as soon as it came into contact, the ghost energy was defeated, and it was directly passed through by the sword light. In an instant, the ghost general was caught off guard by the sword light, and his body was cut off by the sword light, and his soul flew away immediately.

"Run"

Once the leading ghost general died, those little ghosts who carried the sedan chair dared to stay there. After yelling, they scattered and fled in all directions, and went directly to the ghost world to report to the old black mountain demon.

Yan Chixia didn't force them to stay. After killing one of them, she stopped and waited quietly.

After about half an hour, there was a sudden gust of wind on Lanruo Temple, and thick gray fog suddenly rose up, covering the surrounding forests.

Yan Chixia clenched the sword in her hand and stared straight ahead.

There was the sound of wailing and howling, and many figures appeared indistinctly in the darkness.

Each of them was wearing a standard armor and holding a weapon in his hand. Either his face was disastrous and bloodless, or he was directly holding a skull head, which was terrifying and eerie.

"Tap Tat Tat"

The sound of horseshoes came, and several ghost generals had already stepped out of the ghost fog, holding long knives and spears in their hands, their aura seemed to be the strength of ghost kings.

"Taoist priest, how dare you offend Grandpa Heishan and kill the bride-seeking team, you are so brave, you can catch him without letting go."

"There's so much nonsense when you're dead, look at the sword."

The irritable old brother Yan Chixia went online, and the sword flew out directly, rushing into the opponent's ghost camp.