Twilight Boundary

The leader of the Disaster Sect would have been fine if he hadn't made a move, but once he did, he immediately revealed a shocking gap. The Disaster Bag flew in the air, and the flames were rolling. Except for the Temple God Fu Ling, who could barely block it, the rest were powerless.

In this chaos, Erguotou's face turned green, and he gritted his teeth: "It's so hard to show up once, but you are so embarrassed?"

He was really angry.

When Lao Baigan left the Zhen Sui Shu to him at the beginning, he was really scared.

Others didn't know what it was, but he knew it too well, and he knew the importance of this thing to the ghost.

At that time, the first thought was to bury it again and not touch it.

After all, he knew in his heart that touching it would be a big trouble.

But he was also a ghost after all. How could he move his legs when he saw the Zhen Sui Shu?

"Just take a look!"

He comforted himself in his heart, anyway, it was just a look, and he didn't have to castrate himself.

Then, he couldn't stop reading it. These were all the unique skills that his master had taught him. No, it should be said that they were the advanced methods of the unique skills that his master had taught him.

I don't know how many methods that he had been struggling to figure out for the past few years were easily explained in this Zhen Sui Shu. His understanding of the way of walking ghosts was surprisingly several levels higher.

But he couldn't put it down once he picked it up, and his courage became wild.

Erguotou has always been a person who avoids things, but when it comes to things in his hands, he has to do it.

So, he had to come here as the eldest son of the walking ghost family, but he thought in his heart that he could be proud of himself after learning the methods in the Zhen Sui Shu, borrowing 10,000 elite soldiers, and having so many reincarnated people to help him.

But he didn't expect that except for the moment when he first appeared, the rest was all hardship and suffering. Now, he was even more scared.

Run!

Not only do you have to run, you have to take the grain-protecting soldiers with you, otherwise it will be difficult to explain when you return to Mingzhou.

Even Xiao Hongguang will look down on you.

That is why, even in the chaos, you have to grit your teeth and withdraw these grain-protecting soldiers first.

But just when he was casting the spell, he suddenly felt his eyes blurred, hey...

The ox cart had stopped at the edge of the battle formation, and in front of him were all people running backwards with their heads covered. Standing in front of the ox cart, Houerjiu cast a little spell and made these people unconsciously bypass him, so that he would not be hit.

But this chaotic scene still made him squint his eyes, vaguely wanting to express dissatisfaction, but in the end, he could only sigh and accept it.

...It is indeed too much to ask others to be smarter and calmer.

Since he was too lazy to get angry, he just nodded to the ox pulling the ox cart. The ox was actually very perceptive and stopped obediently.

But if you look closely, you can find that the two horns of this cow are very strange.

And this cow is not fat, but handsome and strong, with a long face, looking like a horse.

But horses don't grow horns, so it must be a cow.

It can be seen that this horse is really obedient, and it doesn't cause any chaos in the mess.

Houerjiu stood in front of the ox cart, and slowly raised the flute in his hand. I don't know what he did, but the breeze blew around and lifted the corner of his robe.

Then, the wind poured into the flute hole, and the sobbing flute sounded, gradually becoming heavy and deep. Even the chaotic sound on the battlefield couldn't suppress the flute sound, and it also made everyone in the field wake up.

And in this flute sound, the soldiers and horses and various talents who were retreating outside the battlefield suddenly stopped the chaos.

At the same time, I felt the ground under my feet was unstable, as if the direction had changed.

Erguotou, who was just starting the pot, was the first to notice the change. He was furious and turned around to curse: "Who the hell is interfering with my spellcasting?"

But before he finished cursing, he suddenly saw Hou'erjiu next to the ox cart, and his expression froze.

He tried to squeeze out an awkward smile: "Brother, you're here?"

Someone nearby heard the sound of the flute and thought there was a spy in the crowd. He turned around with a cry of "ouch".

Then his body trembled, and he swallowed the cry of "ouch" all at once. His eyes almost popped out of his sockets: "Who is this grandson... who is this young man?"

"Fuck, look at this outfit, and the flute in his hand..."

"..."

Hou'erjiu rarely cooperates with others to do a job, but his reputation is getting bigger and bigger, and his appearance is the easiest to recognize.

When the people around saw it, they immediately shut up.

But no matter what they did, Houerjiu ignored them. The wind blowing by his side became more and more violent, and the sound of the flute became higher and higher, gradually becoming more and more shrill. Just now, it was just the noisy voices of the people around that were suppressed, but in a flash, the noise of the entire battlefield was suppressed.

Everyone heard the shrill sound of the flute, and at the same time, they felt dizzy, as if everything around them was upside down. This is a common occurrence when people are dizzy, but this time it was different.

Soon, people with higher abilities discovered that the feeling of dizziness was real, the world was reversing, and the direction was also disordered. In the air, the temple god Fuling had already been unable to hold on, and he put away his umbrella, and the rolling evil flames flowed, which should have tended to the grain-protecting army.

But at this moment, it actually changed direction and flowed directly to Shangjing City.

It was as if the evil flames really became water, and Shangjing City became a depression, and the water would naturally flow to the low-lying side.

"Demon sky and ghost land?"

At the same time when the flute sound penetrated the entire battle formation, someone on the wall of Shangjing City suddenly narrowed his eyes.

When everyone looked, they saw that the man also had his hair loose, but he was wearing blue and brown clothes and many ancient bone ornaments. He was a member of the Guanshan Zhu family. The moment he heard the flute sound, he was startled and suddenly shouted: "Bring the drum."

Before others noticed what was happening, the hall official who was in charge of the matter had already brought a black leather drum.

The head of the Guanshan Zhu family personally held the drumstick, raised it high, and gently dropped it.

Dong!

When the drum sounded, the world was silent.

The sound of the flute made people dizzy and dizzy, but the sound of the drum seemed to make people sober.

And the evil flames turned again in the air and burned towards the grain-protecting army.

"Not good, come back quickly..."

"Sanyi, Sanyi, take Abao and come to the top of the city..."

"Hei Nizi, Bai Nizi, come to grandma..."

"..."

Seeing this scene, the leaders of the ten surnames on the city wall, who were calm just now, have changed their faces and shouted.

The ten surnames who followed the guards of Shangjing City to train together were called back by the adults before they realized how serious it was. Not only them, but even the officials, family generals and servants in the city defense army left in a hurry.

Only the guards of Shangjing City who received the death order can now only grit their teeth and guard the edge of the city.

Seeing the head of the Guanshan Zhu family personally taking action and fighting with others, they are not stupid, and they immediately know that something big has gone wrong.

The sound of drums and flutes has already been exchanged.

The battle of witchcraft is the most terrifying. You can't see the specific changes, but life and death are often determined in a flash.

Especially, their skills are easy to get out of control and hurt others by mistake.

At this time, there are countless capable people in the field, but only a few people can judge the subtle changes in the battle in the field. More people can only look up and stare at the disaster bag in the disaster-stealing door in the air, and judge which side is at a disadvantage by looking at which direction the evil flames are burning.

With the sound of flutes and drums, the disaster bag was seen spinning in the air, and there was no fixed number.

"Among these evil spirits, there are actually people who are able to compete with Mr. Zhu?"

On the city wall, when someone said this, everyone's heart even gave birth to a bit of chill, and even the words were a bit scary.

"Hey, evil spirits, they are indeed evil spirits!"

Amidst the suspicion of the crowd, Zhu Jingze, the head of the Guanshan Zhu family, suddenly sneered: "My Zhu family is not like you. The methods in the sect are strictly enforced and never passed on to people outside the clan. People outside the clan rarely get the true teachings."

"But this evil spirit can actually go up the bridge by itself, from Gu to witch, in just three months, it has stepped out of the non-human and entered the non-ghost realm..."

"If it is given more time, who knows how far these evil spirits will go?"

"I thought that the national teacher was anxious earlier. This ritual was held too early. The obstacles have not been broken yet, and he was eager to attack these evil spirits. Now I know that he is too late."

"..."

When he said these words, he suddenly sank his face, and without even looking at it, he hit the drum with a drumstick and threw it aside.

Everyone then understood that he had recognized the reincarnated person from outside and wanted to test his skills.

Now that it has been tested, it is decided directly.

Whoosh!

The air is filled with some kind of trembling and trembling remnants, and along with the drum sound, it suddenly burns for a long time and falls madly.

There is a sea of ​​fire between the battle array, vaguely separating the grain protection army from the Shangjing City garrison.

"Is this the level of the most powerful person in the Guanshan Zhu family?"

At the same time, the sound of the flute has been silenced, and Houerjiu took a step back and lightly brushed his white robe.

"Brother, what's going on?"

The people next to him were not as calm as him. Seeing the flames all over the sky, their voices had changed a little, and they urged:

"Don't you have a method to defeat a country with one person? It's time to use it, right?"

"..."

"I have studied it for many days and found that the method of defeating a country with one person does not exist."

Hou'erjiu slowly raised his head and said lightly: "Manpower is limited. It is impossible to integrate all the great powers into one person."

"Besides, there is Guanshan Zhu. I am not as good as him at present."

The people around were stunned when they heard it. Only the one who summoned the heavenly soldiers and generals earlier suddenly showed a happy expression and looked at everyone with a slight look, as if reminding: 'Look, I said it before, right? '

"So..."

Hou'erjiu slowly spoke at this time, turned to the ox cart, uncovered the oilcloth covering the cart, and said softly: "I changed my mind. I don't plan to pursue all the great powers into myself. I only pursue killing enough people..."

"Anyway, the effect is the same."