The strongest all-round student

Chapter 507 Why do our monks regret fighting?
boom!
Ma Kun didn't stop, and continued to explode, shooting out bolts of lightning from time to time, shooting out fire dragons from time to time, and chanting the curse of exorcising ghosts silently from time to time, and pieces of dead soldiers would die in his hands.

He alone killed hundreds of ghost army souls.

Looking around, there are almost thousands of dead soldiers at the scene.

Fortunately, for some reason, for a while, it seemed that no fierce ghost army spirit rushed out of the ground again, which made all the masters who were still fighting see the hope of victory and the hope of life.

"Fellow daoists, hurry up and rush out while there are no generals, and we will kill the remaining generals as soon as possible..."

While Mao Xiaofang bravely killed the soul, he shouted loudly and fought for everyone.

"it is good…"

"Hurry up, kill a bloody path at last..."

The remaining 50 people saw that the dead soldiers were going to be killed in pieces, and the number was getting smaller and smaller. Finally, they had hope. For the final fight.

"Damn it, I won't talk about righteousness anymore. If I knew this situation, I shouldn't have come..."

Zhang Kui was very upset, he was hacked several times, and almost fell into the encirclement of the fierce ghost army spirit several times, and almost lost his life.

He was still smart, and was closer to Mao Xiaofang, and it was Mao Xiaofang who rescued him at the critical moment.

Jiang Haoran is not stupid, he deliberately followed Mao Xiaofang, otherwise, he might have been stabbed into a hornet's nest by a knife or halberd.

what--
On the battlefield, a 27-year-old young man was suddenly beheaded from behind by a dead soldier.

On the other side, there was a more bloody and cruel scene. A black-robed man in his 40s, who had fought hard until now, finally lost his strength and fell into a pool of blood. A dozen swords, guns, swords and halberds stabbed at him. .

what--
In the blink of an eye, a person who was originally a living person was stabbed to the point of being riddled with holes, and died tragically on the spot amidst bursts of heart-piercing screams.

I don't know how many times this kind of bloody and cruel scene has been staged just now.

Originally, even if those who escaped were removed, there were still about 200 people, but until now, there were only 40 or [-] people left after the battle, which is not to say that it was not tragic.

The people who have been able to fight so far are all masters in their 50s and [-]s, and they are the people with the most profound Taoism among all the masters.

Those who are a little bit worse in Taoism have already died under the knife.

The most miserable ones are those apprentices, whose own morality is not as high as those of the masters, but under this situation, most of the masters only want to fight their way out, and have no time to take care of their apprentices.

Leading to the untimely death of those younger generations.

This is also impossible.

After all, this time can be said to be a catastrophe, and casualties are inevitable.

kill!

what--
"Help, help, please come and save me..."

The scene was filled with the sound of killing, heart-piercing screams, and calls for help. Young lives fell down in despair, young lives were stabbed to death while struggling, and young lives fell down in despair. life roared unwillingly.

All these sounds converged into a movement of death, which looked extraordinarily bleak against the dark night.

Looking at the audience, Mao Xiaofang and Ma Kun were the ones who killed the most fierce ghosts and soldiers. Their titles of masters were indeed well-deserved, and their skills were unfathomable.

There are hundreds or even thousands of dead soldiers who died in their hands.

Up to now, there are still thousands of fierce ghost army souls, who are still fighting wildly against the remaining masters like dead soldiers. The killing has not stopped, but the masters who have seen the hope of victory are getting more and more courageous as they fight.

Relying on a wave of faith to support.

Zhou Daoji is the one who has fought till now.

This is all thanks to the amulet Chen Yufeng gave him when he fled the battle.

This amulet is simply a divine talisman. After sticking it to the chest, the whole body seems to be indestructible. Even if it is stabbed with spears by dozens or hundreds of dead soldiers at the same time, there is no fear at all.

I didn't feel any pain at all, just like wearing a piece of divine gold armor.

Otherwise, with his strength, how could he survive until now?
"Hey, Master Chen, I really didn't expect you to run away. You said it so righteously when you came here, but your choice is right. After all, you are not like us old bones. You are still so young and dead. It's really a pity..."

Zhou Daoji couldn't help sighing when he thought of Chen Yufeng running away.

But just now I witnessed several young apprentices being swallowed alive by the souls of the fierce army, and their deaths were extremely tragic. Even a few masters in their 50s and [-]s were stabbed to death with random knives, so I understand him.

He would also like to thank Chen Yufeng.

After all, he gave himself a talisman when he ran away, at least allowing himself to support himself until now.

at the same time.

In the depths of the earth that these people cannot see.

I saw a mighty golden war dragon that grew hundreds of feet and was opening its mouth, spitting out streams of devouring power, devouring the ferocious ghost army soul that was about to rush to the ground.

Of course this was Chen Yufeng.

He discovered that this seemed to be a passage through which the ghost army spirits rushed to the ground. Chen Yufeng revealed his own body, the Golden Battle Dragon, and used his own strength to resist these dead soldiers from rushing up.

Of course, he naturally also has his own purpose, devouring so many fierce ghost army souls, and turning them all into his own power.

Up to now, at least [-] to [-] ghost army souls have been devoured by him.

Although these soldiers were powerful, they looked extremely small in front of the Golden War Dragon, no different from ants. Chen Yufeng still felt very relaxed for the time being, perhaps because the number of these soldiers was not too large.

Even Chen Yufeng couldn't imagine how terrifying the scene would be if a million ghosts and army souls rushed out together.

"By the way, first use the Hunyuan Golden Treasure Gourd to pack up these dead soldiers, and then slowly devour them. You can also refine an army of fierce ghosts and souls for my use..."

While devouring it, Chen Yufeng took out a large golden gourd.

This is the treasure he obtained in the secret realm of Kunxu Realm half a year ago. The name and function of this magic weapon are engraved in small characters inside the gourd. It can absorb countless living beings in it, and now is the right time to use it.

Wow--
Under Chen Yufeng's urging, the Hunyuan Golden Treasure Gourd flashed with golden light, and the pitch-black vortex spun rapidly at the mouth of the gourd, bursting out with a vast and infinite suction force.

The dead soldiers rushing forward couldn't resist the vast suction force of the gourd, and were sucked into the vortex on the spot, into the Hunyuan Golden Treasure Gourd.

Although the gourd does not look big, it is similar to an ordinary gourd, but the space inside is huge.

Chen Yufeng probed a few times with his spiritual sense, but he couldn't reach the edge.

(End of this chapter)