Fifty thousand troops and horses are a lot.
Even for a mob of 50,000 people, one mouthful of spit would be enough.
At first, Yu Zhi was still thinking that the soldiers of Yumen Army and Wuquan Army did not know the truth and was afraid of being killed by mistake.
The verification just now made Yu Zhi put away the kindness in his heart.
Yu Zhi's figure disappeared from Anmo Mountain's sight,
Xiao Hongqing blocked An Moshan and Wu Quanhou with one against two, while the remaining fair-weather monk fought against Ming Jing.
"An Moshan, do you really think that no one in the court will let you cause trouble in Xi Mo Prefecture?" Xiao Hongqing shouted angrily.
An Moshan's expression was cold, and lines of true energy surrounded him.
Over the years, he introduced the power of the Great Sun Jin Yan into his body and absorbed the power of the Great Sun Jin Yan. However, without the assistance of the profound fire control secret technique, he could only bear the pain of Jin Yan burning his body.
Golden flames rose, rocks flew, burned and shattered.
That golden flame distorted the space and rushed toward Xiao Hongqing's face.
Xiao Hongqing's cultivation level is not weak, and he stood at the level of the ninth level of Kaibei in his early years. Now one versus two is no problem.
If it was one-on-one, An Moshan and Wu Quanhou were no match for Xiao Hongqing.
Xiao Hongqing held a horse-killing sword with a black gold dragon wrapped around the handle, and golden light shone on the blade.
The horse-killing sword was powerful and heavy. When it was opened and closed, the golden sword light kept flying out, passing over the two figures, shattering the protective aura of the two people.
On the dry and cracked ground, knife marks that were as wide as the palm of your hand and tens of meters long were crisscrossed, and each knife could kill dozens of people.
An Moshan whispered: "Kill him together. As long as we kill him, Mingjing alone cannot stop us. The sword of the world belongs to you."
Marquis Wu Quan responded in a deep voice: "Okay."
At this point, the two of them had no way out.
Either unify the Western Desert State or become the victim of a rebellion.
On the other side, the fair-weather monk holds a rosary, each bead emitting pink light, constantly eroding the spiritual consciousness that enters the mirror.
"Master Tai, please go to Wushan with the young monk."
The secret techniques of Huanxi Sect corrode the mind and continuously lead people into the abyss of desire.
Ming Jing waved his fly whisk, and a stream of sword light surged to block the attack of the meat-and-wine monk.
The drunkard monk said obscene words while attacking.
"The female disciples of Miaoyin Temple are all as beautiful as flowers. Why not form an alliance with my Huanxi Sect. We are dual cultivators, so we can kill two birds with one stone."
"Master Tai, the young monk will definitely serve you comfortably."
Ming Jing's eyebrows were filled with anger, and his sword energy became more and more fierce.
But all Yu Zhi wanted was for them to block these three masters of the ninth level of the Monument.
The three people in Anmoshan were dragged away, so naturally someone also went after Yu Zhi.
An Chengtai led his troops and chased in the direction where Yu Zhi left.
A silver star streaked across the wilderness, the afterimages continued to disappear, and the distance between the two continued to widen.
"Strange, why didn't he escape to Miaoyin Temple?" An Chengtai was suspicious, but didn't think much about it.
"No matter what conspiracy you have, it will be crushed in my hands."
"Yu Zhi, you can't escape."
Yu Zhi glanced back and saw the pursuer behind him, his mouth curved.
Go for it, you will regret it later!
Yu Zhi looked at the endless desert in the distance. Countless sands glowed yellow under the moonlight.
The evening breeze smoothed the dunes, never to return to their original appearance.
Half an hour later, Yu Zhi had escaped into the depths of the desert.
He looked back at the tiny figure in the distance. The only one who could approach him was An Chengtai.
The men and horses behind An Chengtai were still far behind.
Yu Zhi stopped, looked around, and said, "It should be right here."
Buzz!
A sword energy slashed out.
The surrounding yellow sand shook at the same time, and the sand dunes everywhere turned into rivers of sand and began to flow in all directions.
The sand was flowing in all directions, like a headless fly, without any direction.
Yu Zhi slashed out another sword energy,
The sand and rocks are flying, and an extremely huge sandstorm is brewing in the desert.
Boom!
The huge sound was deafening, like the roar of an ancient beast.
Behind the loud noise, Yu Zhi also heard some noisy roars.
At this time, An Chengtai came to Yu Zhi.
"what have you done?"
An Chengtai watched the yellow sand flow and felt uneasy in his heart.
After this earthquake-like change, a fatal crisis will emerge.
Yu Zhi looked at An Chengtai with a smile and said, "That's where your father An Moshan took Da Ri Jin Yan away."
Suddenly, An Chengtai seemed to think of something, with a look of horror on his face.
He knew there was something here.
But decades have passed. Are there still night ghosts here?
Back then, it was here that Chan Jing first encountered Night Ghost, and then suffered the murderous murder of An Moshan.
Yu Zhi looked at the changing expression on An Chengtai's face and smiled: "It seems you know what exists here."
Yu Zhi asked Chanjing for the general direction and led Anmo Mountain all the way here.
Although the night ghosts were defeated, Yu Zhi believed that even decades later, there would still be night ghosts here.
Caves in the desert are not easy to create.
As the yellow sand continues to flow, the underground caves covered by the yellow sand are also exposed.
On the surrounding sand dunes, night ghosts crawled out one after another. Their aura was not strong, but their densely packed figures were terrifying like thousands of troops.
After the yellow sand fell, a disgusting rotten smell also emitted from the underground cave.
Yu Zhi smiled and said: "What a good luck. I really guessed it right."
An Chengtai was frightened and said in a cold voice: "Yu Zhi, there are so many night ghosts, you can't escape. Even if you die, you will die here with me."
Yu Zhi shrugged and said with a smile: "Since I dare to lead you here, I will naturally have a way to escape."
After saying that, Yu Zhi tapped his heart, and a small golden flame appeared on Yu Zhi's fingertips.
The golden firelight attracted the attention of all the night ghosts.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
Ye Gui's eyes were blazing, and he knelt down to Yu Zhi, praying vaguely.
This is the language of the Lingkui tribe, which Yu Zhi cannot understand.
The next moment, a figure walked out from behind the night ghosts, and the night ghosts gave way.
The person's appearance is no different from that of the human race. He is wearing human clothes, but has yellow scales on his body.
There was a hint of majesty in his eyes, staring straight at the small flame on the tip of Yu Zhi's finger.
Just from his eyes, it can be seen that this person's intelligence is not comparable to that of Night Ghost.
"This is not your Majesty." The visitor uttered human words.
Yu Zhi looked at the other party and said in surprise: "A member of the Lingkui tribe?"
The night ghost is a product created by the Lingkui tribe and obeys the orders of the Lingkui tribe.
"Besides the Immortal Flame Lord, Yan Gu. Although this object is not the Lord, it has the aura of the Lord. Where did you get it?" Yan Yu asked.
In recent days, what the night ghosts have been searching for is Da Ri Jin Yan, who was taken out of the desert decades ago, that is, the Immortal Flame Lord who has regained his intelligence.
Yu Zhi did not expect that the Lingkui tribe would appear.
Before, I was afraid that night ghosts would accidentally hurt me, but now that Ling Kui, who understands human speech, has come out, things are much easier to handle.
Yu Zhi said to Yan Gu: "Kill these people, and I will tell you the whereabouts of your lord."
Immediately, Yan Yan's eyes burned like two balls of flame, and a voice that Yu Zhi couldn't understand came out of his mouth.
Countless night ghosts were killing An Chengtai.
The human race is the enemy. Now that they have met, these people will definitely die without Yu Zhi saying anything. Including Yu Zhi, he will definitely die.
"Yu Zhi, you colluded with Night Ghost...you...ah..."
An Chengtai was quickly submerged in the fighting of countless night ghosts.
He is also a strong man in the realm of opening monuments and is the Marquis Anwu of Yumen City.
The true energy surged, tearing a hole from the night ghost's siege, fighting and retreating.
But those who followed An Chengtai were not so lucky.
Except for some people who escaped in time, countless screams represented death.
Yan Gu stared at Yu Zhi closely. This place was already deep in the desert.
Very few humans set foot here, so the Lingkui tribe and night ghosts have also been hiding here for decades.
"Where is your Majesty?" Yan Yan asked.
Yu Zhi looked at Yan Gu, who was wearing a white robe and had scales on his forehead and cheeks.
Not like the human race, but still like the human race.
Fei Ying said that the Lingkui tribe is the product of heaven and earth.
In their opinion, the Lingkui tribe is the top race in the world.
"If you want to know the whereabouts of the Immortal Flame Lord, come with me!"
With that said, Yu Zhi turned into a star stream and ran away in the direction of Miaoyin Temple.
He came here to find these night ghosts and also to lure them out of the desert.
Drive away wolves and devour tigers.
Miaoyin'an couldn't deal with the soldiers and horses at the foot of the mountain, so they let the night ghosts lurking in the world come to kill them.
For Yu Zhi, no matter which party suffers heavy losses, Yu Zhi is worthy of being happy.
Yan Yan ordered the night ghosts, and the groups of night ghosts rushed toward the edge of the desert.
Under the moonlight, hundreds of ghosts walk at night with great force.
Yan Gu also followed Yu Zhi's footsteps.
But gradually, he found that his speed could only barely keep up with Yu Zhi.
"Where is your Majesty?" As he was approaching the edge of the desert, Yan Gu no longer believed Yu Zhi.
Yu Zhi looked at Yan Gu slyly, and the golden flames on his fingertips appeared again.
"If you want to know, come with me!"
Yan Yan fell into thinking. He knew that it was extremely dangerous to step out of the desert. It was the territory of the human race, and there were countless strong people in the human race.
But there was no news about the king he had been looking for for a long time.
Until today, the aura of the Immortal Flame Lord appeared on the body of a human boy.
Yanqian didn't want to give up this opportunity.
"Walk!"
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On the other side, the battle between Xiao Hongqing and others is not over yet.
An Moshan felt strange in his heart.
The continuous fighting has made both sides aware that with the current war situation, any side that wants to win will have to pay a heavy price.
And if you keep fighting, there will be no results.
An Moshan hopes that An Chengtai and others can catch Yu Zhi.
As long as Yu Zhi is captured, Miaoyin'an will not be important.
Suddenly, in the night not far away, bursts of dust rose.
Following An Chengtai's shouts, countless night ghosts rushed towards the Yumen Army's barracks in a dense mass.
"Dad, save me!"
An Moshan: What the hell...? ? ?
