Daqin Ghost Valley, makes you vertical and horizontal but not unified

The breeze was very gentle, like a lover caressing his face, but where he passed by, all the dead soldiers suddenly stopped in their tracks.

The whole body seemed to be frozen, motionless.

Then the facial features began to feel cold, and soon his body was covered with a thin layer of frost.

Within five seconds, these people had turned into ice sculptures.

If people who don't know it see such lifelike ice sculptures, they will be amazed.

However, in the eyes of the remaining dead men, it seemed that they had encountered some great terror.

Unexpectedly, this woman in the back camp is even more vicious than the one just now, and her methods are even more ruthless.

Seeing this, the leading man in black had no choice but to move again.

This time they plan to climb the wall from the right.

However, what broke them down was that there was also a woman guarding here.

This woman has a graceful figure, with purple high-heeled shoes on her feet, a pair of straight and slender long legs wrapped in black fishnet stockings, and a slim metal cheongsam with purple and white stripes.

Although there is an iron mask on his face, it is not difficult to imagine that behind the mask must be an alluring face.

It was one of the wives of the King of Han, the startled salamander.

"Wan Jian!"

A cold voice fell, and a monstrous sword intent erupted from the startled salamander.

In the blink of an eye, there was a strong wind all around, and an invisible force field instantly enveloped the surroundings.

In the center of the force field, the startled salamander is like a sword, its sword energy soars to the sky, piercing the sky.

"Buzz!"

The hundreds of men in black who rushed to the front were surprised to find that the sword in their hands seemed to be alive, and they were struggling non-stop.

"Swipe!"

In the next second, the sword suddenly came out of his hand and flew towards the sky.

"cut!"

At this moment, the startled salamander jumped up high, stabbing lightly with the sword in his hand.

The hundreds of swords still floating in mid-air stabbed at the dead man below as if they had received an order.

The sword shuttled back and forth among the dead soldiers, forming a sword net, cutting their bodies frantically.

For a while, blood spattered, and stumps and broken arms flew across.

Hundreds of men in black were cut into countless pieces of meat in an instant, and there were no whole bodies.

"Sigh~"

The leading man in black gasped, and had no choice but to break out towards the last direction of the camp.

However, what broke him down was that there was not only one woman here, but two, staring at them coldly.

Chapter 435

The beauty of the headed daughter is equally exquisite, she is wearing a dignified royal blue off-the-shoulder long dress with three prongs at the end.

The fragrant shoulders are exposed, and the delicate collarbone is flawless, like suet white jade, delicate and moist.

The hands are lightly folded on the lower abdomen, the atmosphere is luxurious, dignified and elegant, the inherent nobility is like a high goddess, making people feel ashamed.

And the daughter behind is even more mysterious,

A head of purple hair is coiled up high, and two long strands of hair hang down naturally.

A touch of tulle covered the ethereal starry eyes, and even the tear mole at the corner of the eye was also hidden. Only the soft and moist red lips reminded everyone that this is a stunner.

The uneven figure is wrapped in a loose robe, but it sets off the swan-like beautiful jade neck and delicate collarbone, making it extraordinarily charming.

His hands were also folded on his lower abdomen, with an elegant demeanor, like a fairy under the moon, not eating fireworks in the world.

The two girls are Concubine Yan and Moon God of the Yin Yang family.

Without waiting for the man in black to react, she saw that Concubine Yan had already started to make seals with her hands.

A huge yin-yang diagram suddenly appeared on the ground.

As the pattern continued to rotate, the dead man covered by the pattern suddenly felt his feet go soft.

Looking down, the souls of the dead suddenly frightened.

At some point, their legs had sunk into the ground, and they couldn't pull them out no matter what.

At this moment, the moon god also began to seal.

Wisps of black air rose from the ground and penetrated into the nostrils of these dead men.

The dead men who had inhaled the black energy suddenly had their eyes red, and they all raised their swords and slashed at their own legs.

Blood spattered, and hundreds of people broke their legs.

After breaking their legs, these people had to lie on the ground.

However, they didn't feel the pain at all, instead they screamed and crawled towards the remaining men in black.

It's like a wild beast that has lost its reason, and it's creepy to see.

At this moment, there are less than 800 of the more than 400 men in black left. Seeing this scene, even the dead soldiers who have been reduced to killing machines began to waver.

At this moment, a melodious flute sounded.

The penetrating power of the sound is extremely strong, and it can still be clearly transmitted to everyone's ears under such a noisy situation.

On a tree pole not far away, a woman in black was standing.

She was wearing a deep purple cheongsam, with her breasts half exposed, outlining a graceful curve.

Willow leaf eyebrows, watery eyes, coupled with a purple butterfly pattern in the center of the forehead, revealing a bit of mystery and coquettishness.

It is the former Luo Wang's second-class killer, and now Han Wang's singer: Li Wu.

Li Wu gently picked up the bamboo flute in her hand, kissed her red lips, and blew graceful notes one by one.

The sound of the flute entered the ears, and the facial expressions of many dead soldiers began to become confused, and their movements became slow, and their fighting strength was weakened again.

And beside Li Wu, there was another figure standing.

She is tall and tall, and a loose white robe can't cover her uneven figure. With her long snow-white legs and high cloth boots, she gives people a very special feeling.

Mysterious, holy, indifferent.

She is the high priest of the Shushan family and one of the wives of the King of Han: Yu Lan

At this moment, golden false flames were burning all over Yu Lan's body, and she raised her hands high, as if she was praying to the sky.

Suddenly, a cloud of black mist rose from the dense forest and rushed towards the camp.

Looking carefully, it turned out to be a group of bats.

There are so many of them, thousands of them, that it makes one's scalp tingle.

They flew among the dead men and bit anyone they saw.

For a while, there was constant wailing in the camp.

"Escape!"

Someone in the team yelled, and then everyone dispersed.

The slayers carefully trained by Prince Dan, such a group of elites who wouldn't frown even with swords and axes, completely collapsed under repeated blows.

Fleeing in all directions like blind flies, no longer forming an effective formation.

Seeing this, Yu Lan put away her hands.

But the group of bats retreated in an instant as if they had received an order.

Just at this moment, more than a dozen people happened to find that a village wall was relatively low, and rushed towards it desperately.

However, after walking a few steps, his body suddenly froze, and then his body was torn apart, turning into pieces of shredded meat and falling to the ground.

Looking carefully, it turns out that the vicinity of the wall of the village has already been covered with thin lines.

If there is no blood on it, it will be difficult to find it.

On the wall of the village, a tall figure appeared.

A black bodysuit outlines a curvy figure.

The mask on his face only covered his eyebrows and nose, and under his long hair, his phoenix eyes shone coldly.

This woman is the first woman of the King of Han, Mrs. Xiu Niang

"This road is not available"

With her red lips slightly parted, Xiu Niang coldly looked at the dead man in the distance who wanted to rush here, and said coldly.

The rest of the dead had already lost their will to fight, and upon hearing this, they quickly ran towards the rest of the place without any thought of resisting.

At the same time, in another place, two figures appeared on the wall of the village

There is endless tenderness on the two identical pretty faces, giving people a feeling of tenderness like water, like a river at night, filled with mist.

The most striking thing is the two hairs that inadvertently hang down, giving people a gentle and charming temperament.

Women are like water, they are tender and tender, no matter how violent a man is, he will subconsciously restrain his temper when facing this woman.

The two women are twin sisters, Mrs. Hanwang: Ehuang and Nvying.

At this moment, the two women are back to back, their fingers quickly forming seals on their chests like butterflies wearing flowers.

The more than 20 people present felt cold all over and shivered involuntarily.

The next moment, a horrifying scene appeared.

Some people suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, as if they had no bones to support them.

Immediately afterwards, even the skin and flesh began to melt, completely turning into a ball of mud.

The other part of the people was opening their mouths, roaring non-stop.