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"I'm Wu Qingjiao, head of the Linshan Self-Defense Regiment."

"Zhang Yanmiao, Longhu...uh, a member of the Daomeng."

The rain didn't stop, the wind didn't stop, but within ten steps of the two of them, there was no wind and rain.

This is the ability of the elf who is best at controlling water vapor in the world, Zhang Yanmiao sighed in his heart, and at the same time, he also looked at Wu Qingjiao carefully.

Even if there are countless mortals joining the army, it is not uncommon for demons to join the army... It's just that the identity and military position of the other party are too special.

"How is this going?"

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Yanmiao still asked.

"..." Wu Qingjiao's eyes darkened, and his voice was hollow and obscure: "It's... corpse explosion."

Zhang Yanmiao frowned suddenly.

He has also been exposed to the method of corpse explosion before, and it is really powerful, but it is impossible to cause such a situation, unless...

"You guessed right," Wu Qingjiao seemed to see his thoughts, and said calmly, "The Japanese army, everyone from Colonel Abeno Koichi to the next, is here."

Even though he guessed this possibility, Zhang Yanmiao was still terrified when he heard the exact answer.

"The one buried here with him is..."

Barely keeping a calm voice, at this time, it was finally unable to be uttered.

"how so……"

"Someone tampered with the Japanese army." Wu Qingjiao closed his eyes and tried to keep calm, "He planned to turn this army into his ghost army from the very beginning when he joined the army. Walking corpses are just his leftover scraps."

"What about those ghost soldiers?" Zhang Yanmiao was taken aback by the enemy's bold actions, and he asked almost immediately—at the same time, he was still thinking nervously.

Such an army of ghosts can't be resisted by myself alone. Even if the Daoists, who are finally gaining airs, are dispatched together, they may only be able to resist reluctantly. If it's not possible... I have no choice but to invite the group of masters on Longhu Mountain downhill.

Although after they go down the mountain, they will probably be the first to be themselves, the daring fugitives who deceived their masters and exterminated their ancestors...

"right here."

"Here?" Zhang Yanmiao was taken aback.

"Qicaohui was torn apart by me just now, and his evil ghost army was sealed under our feet by himself..." Wu Qingjiao said lightly.

Torn...?

Zhang Yanmiao hadn't recalled it for a while, but saw Wu Qingjiao staggering to the side, dragging something out of the flesh and blood.

That may be the most complete corpse that Zhang Yanmiao has seen here - although his tendons are broken, his limbs are all twisted into weird shapes, hanging dangling beside his body.

Only then did he realize that Wu Qingjiao's "tear up" was actually a big truth.

The human body, which was worse than a rag doll, was casually thrown by Wu Qingjiao at his feet. Zhang Yanmiao didn't care about anything else, and squatted down to examine it carefully.

"His soul..." After testing it, Zhang Yanmiao frowned.

"Escaped." Wu Qingjiao said, "I originally wanted to force him to take those walking corpses away, but I didn't expect that he would use the method of burning jade and stone."

He pursed his lips, and when he spoke again, his voice was so harsh that it was unbearable to listen carefully: "Guess...why, this dead body, will be gathered here by me?"

Zhang Yanmiao remained silent.

He naturally calculated that if the power of the explosion of those walking corpses was fully released, not to mention here, even Linshan County not far away would be shaken into rubble.

The two dragon chants just now were Wu Qingjiao's all-powerful effort to forcibly control the power of the corpse explosion that could destroy the county town on this battlefield.

"How do you choose?"

——The man's face was ferocious and ugly, he was clearly dying, but there was still a triumphant and ostentatious laugh on his face.

"The dragon god of Linshui, the leader of Linshan—how do you choose?"

"Do you want the lives of your soldiers, or the Linshan City?"

"Tell me—how do you choose!"

He chose.

The vast sea of ​​blood in front of him was his choice.

"Those ghost soldiers... are here?" If you search carefully, you can indeed find a trace of the formation in the strong death aura... Zhang Yanmiao probed a little, but the result of Fan's return made him feel nervous. cold.

What a big formation...

The tight formation under his feet made him grit his teeth. He was familiar with this style, and it really was the handiwork of those Japanese onmyojis—it was also thanks to them that they were able to make the formation into such a monolithic appearance!

"This is the 'lock formation'." Shaking his head, Zhang Yanmiao said, "There is no 'key', so we can only try to open it one after another. If it really doesn't work, we should just destroy the formation."

This is a stupid way, and it is also a helpless way-the ghost army has been refined by secret methods, and its strength must be terrifying. Rather than burying such a large explosive here, it is better to simply destroy it.

So what if you don't have a key?It is really impossible to smash the door together!

Zhang Yanmiao thought simply, but Wu Qingjiao shook his head with a wry smile: "No."

"how?"

"This formation was completed not long ago, just now." Wu Qingjiao whispered, "It sealed not only those ghost soldiers, but also other people here."

"They... are all here."

"This..." Zhang Yanmiao was stunned.

Wu Qingjiao stared at him: "If... I can break this formation and release the souls trapped inside... I can deal with those ghost soldiers, and the rest, can Taoist master help them enter reincarnation?"

Zhang Yanmiao struggled for a moment, but still shook his head: "I'm afraid...it can't be done."

Not to mention how the formation can be broken, even if the formation is broken, the ghosts sealed inside have already missed the opening time of the ghost gate that belongs to them-once the gate is closed, it will not be so difficult to get on the reincarnation circuit. easy.

The soldiers who died here died almost at the same time, and their fates were already intertwined invisibly. If you want to save one person at a time, you need to save the entire army at once.

"What if it's an accident?" Wu Qingjiao gritted her teeth and asked again.

"The errands that walk in the yang world are at most impermanence, and they don't have the guts." Zhang Yanmiao has dealt with those ghost errands a long time ago, and he knows their style of doing things better than one thing less. "And even if someone wants to help, it's up to them I can't open such a big ghost door, unless..."

"unless?"

"...Unless we can wait until the ghost king comes to the world."

"Ghost King..." Wu Qingjiao frowned as he whispered the word.

"If it is the ghost king who is said to be able to hold a hundred thousand ghost troops with one person, maybe there is a way to send everyone there..." Although Zhang Yanmiao found a way, Zhang Yanmiao's expression was not much better, "But the ghost king has always been guarding Of hell."

"Not necessarily." Wu Qingjiao shook his head, "There is also a situation where the ghost king will come to the world. I have seen it once before. If in the future..."

Ignoring Zhang Yanmiao's surprised expression, Wu Qingjiao lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the fleshy ground.

He needs to make a decision, a difficult one...

"—how do you choose?"

The sharp ridicule was still in his ears, and Wu Qingjiao clenched his hands into fists.

How to choose?

No choice.

He took a deep breath, turned around, and faced Zhang Yanmiao who seemed to realize something.

Under Zhang Yanmiao's astonished gaze, Wu Qingjiao knelt down on his knees.

"Please Taoist priest, grant the method of casting the soul and body."

He raised his head and said word for word.

Seeing Wu Qingjiao knelt down to him, Zhang Yanmiao was stunned.But after hearing what he said afterwards, Zhang Yanmiao almost jumped up again——The method of casting the soul body is one of the secret methods of Longhu Mountain. , can also instantly gather a soul body and obtain a physical body similar to ordinary people.

Sounds good?But the flaws are just as serious.The body formed after the casting of the soul body is not created out of thin air, but is formed by consuming the power of the soul itself, and every move after the casting will continue to consume the power of the soul itself-once the power is exhausted, wait for the soul to If not, there will only be a disastrous end.

Therefore, the method of casting the soul body is regarded by the disciples of Mount Longhu as the last resort when the situation is exhausted. Although everyone can learn it, everyone also hopes that they will never use this method when they are desperate.

"Don't do stupid things," Zhang Yanmiao persuaded with a wry smile, "You are a dragon body, not an ordinary person, even if you are injured like this, you will come back after a few years of sleep, why..."

Hearing this, Wu Qingjiao smiled faintly, he opened his hand, and a blue bead slowly emerged from his palm.The bead was radiant and moist, but the bead's body was covered with countless bloody cracks like spider webs.

"This is my dragon bead." Wu Qingjiao flipped his hand nonchalantly, letting the bead sink into his palm, "It's already like this, I'm afraid it won't last long."

"Then you can also cultivate ghosts and immortals, why rush for success?" Zhang Yanmiao said, "Even if you are worried about this formation, I can take care of it for you..."

"If you want to cultivate ghosts and immortals, you must at least find a place with strong yin energy to raise them for three years—I can't afford to wait," Wu Qingjiao shook his head, "I'm not only worried about formations."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he tried to smile, but that smile made people feel sore: "Before the war, I made a deal with them when I chatted with them."

"No matter who dies in the battle, those who survive must help him take care of their parents, wives and children. One person's parents are the parents of our whole regiment. None of the survivors are allowed to escape."

Zhang Yanmiao moved his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't say a word.

"This is my promise." After saying these words, Wu Qingjiao bowed her head deeply, "I ask the Taoist priest...to fulfill it."

"Being good at imparting the secret method to outsiders, just relying on this one, is enough for me to be kicked out or even cleaned up." Looking at Wu Qingjiao, Zhang Yanmiao said suddenly.

Wu Qingjiao was startled, and just about to say something, but saw Zhang Yanmiao's face pulled a big smile——

"But you, a dragon, are willing to make yourself like this for mortals? What the hell am I afraid of?" He slapped Wu Qingjiao's shoulder heavily, and Zhang Yanmiao said through gritted teeth, "I don't care about other things." I can guarantee it, but I promise you - no matter how many years, no matter if I am dead or alive or something, as long as you ask, I will help you!"

He took a deep breath, and then added another sentence: "This is my promise!"

Wu Qingjiao finally smiled when he looked at the man who was clearly showing the air of fearlessness.

"Thank you."

The palm turned over, and the emerald dragon balls shattered into fine light spots.Wu Qingjiao raised his finger, and the cyan brilliance scattered away, covering the entire sea of ​​blood.

The flesh and blood piled up on the ground touched the light spot, as if the first snow meets the morning sun, gradually dissolving and dissipating.

"The truth of this battle cannot be known to others... I still have to trouble you."

"No trouble... At least it's much less trouble than you."

Wu Qingjiao smiled, but said nothing.Seeing that the sea of ​​blood had completely disappeared, he exhaled, as if he had unloaded some heavy burden, and showed a relaxed expression.

He raised his head and stared at the sky.

In the next moment, the cyan dragon winding across the sky rose to the sky!

Qingyue's dragon chant echoed in the sky again, but the power contained in it no longer existed, only sadness remained.Zhang Yanmiao stared blankly at the sky, only feeling something slipped down his face, making him uncomfortable with the cold.

Strange, hasn't the rain stopped, why is it still falling...