Chapter 117 Yin soldiers and ghost generals

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The people in the blood mist fled in all directions. Not all of them were as lucky as Zhang DaDa. The gadget they bought unintentionally saved their own lives.

Although he was frightened and left with one soul and two souls, the jade pendant was protecting his remaining soul and body, and he would not die for a while. Under this nourishment, he might be able to regain his consciousness.

If he meets an expert again later, he might be able to bring his soul back.

More people, like the guards in the treasure pavilion, aroused the desire in their hearts.

People outside the Qian family are not like the people in the Qian family who can still have enough to eat. Most of them are people who have eaten one meal but not finished another and live in poverty. The hatred and greed in their hearts are instantly aroused.

There was no struggle at all, their eyes turned red, their faces were full of hatred, or they were laughing weirdly. They were crying or laughing in the blood mist, but the interaction with the screams of the fierce ghost was abnormal. harmonious.

People freely release the evil in their hearts.

Greed, lust, joy, anger, sorrow, anger, ignorance, and delusion are all mixed together, just like a big dye vat, but it is full of filth.

The blood mist released by Devouring Immortal and Zhao Lei when transmitting was originally not so powerful, but because the Emperor of Jiuhua Kingdom died in battle in the end, he killed too many enemy soldiers during this period.

These soldiers were born and died on the battlefield. They were full of blood, full of murderous intent, and stained with countless innocent souls. When these were killed by the Devouring Immortal, they were naturally attached to them.

With the defeat of the Jiuhua Kingdom, the intensity of the war became more and more intense, and the emperor took action more and more times. With each war, more and more wronged souls were accumulated in the Devouring Immortal, and their murderous intent became more and more intense. Heavy.

The battlefield is originally a place where hostility, evil desires, and killings are mixed, and this is especially true for the Devouring Immortal who has killed countless powerful enemies in this place.

These are only the second. The Devouring Immortal contains the unwillingness and unyieldingness of the Emperor of Jiuhua Kingdom before his death, as well as the shattering of the Jiuhua Kingdom and the ruined national destiny that occurred in an instant, and the countless people who have thrived and died in the Jiuhua Kingdom since ancient times. Traces of national reflection.

This was what happened at that moment after the demise of an entire country. This included countless people who once lived in Jiuhua Kingdom. They lived in Jiuhua Kingdom, and naturally had a close relationship with the entire country. imprint.

These are contained in the Devouring Immortal. It is a pity that the consciousness generated by the sword spirit is only equivalent to that of a child and does not know how to use it. Otherwise, Zhao Lei would not have said that, surrender or die.

If it weren't for Zhao Lei, these would probably be annihilated by time together with the Devouring Immortal, disappearing into the long river.

However, those innocent souls and blood of Jiuhua Kingdom that had gone through hundreds of years were slowly released in the stalemate between Xian Shi and Zhao Lei. With the addition of fresh blood and innocent souls, it was like cold water entering a frying pan and boiling instantly. ,unstoppable.

Especially after the Devouring Immortal surrendered to Zhao Lei, he reached the peak all of a sudden. Zhao Lei, who was sitting cross-legged in the Treasure Pavilion, seemed to be able to vaguely hear the sounds of horses braying and fighting.

At this time, the Treasure Pavilion was like a gate to hell. Countless souls of injustice were released from this gate, and the blood mist became thicker and thicker.

Da da! Da da!

The sound of horse hooves sounded in the air, and a vague shadow emerged from the blood mist, slowly becoming clearer.

Some behemoths appeared in it. As it solidified, a horse head appeared, then the whole horse, then the vest, the saddle...

A group of elite cavalry appeared, with more and more numbers, spreading outwards. Until there were thousands of them, the blood mist began to fade, and no more new ones appeared.

But looking at this scene, the blood mist will soon recover, and I wonder what kind of monsters and ghosts will appear in it.

The earth was silent, and from time to time there were sounds of horse hooves trampling the ground and snorting.

Suddenly, I saw a chess and card official, driving his horse forward. He pulled out the flag from behind and waved it forward vigorously.

If it doesn't move, it will be gone, if it moves, it will be thunderous.

All the cavalry drove their horses to gallop, faster and faster, as if thunder sounded, the earth began to tremble, and smoke filled the air.

During this galloping process, the cavalrymen drew out their weapons, and the evil spirit had condensed into substance.

This is definitely an elite cavalry that has experienced hundreds of battles.

They just charged forward without fear or scruple.

Kill gods when you meet them, kill Buddhas when you meet them!

Nothing could stop their charge.

Qian Huaichu looked at the blood mist and felt helpless, but with great reluctance, he still evacuated under the cover of his men.

When the blood mist first appeared, many experts from the Qian family came to support one after another, but they were all infected by the blood mist and killed each other.

Sure enough, cause and effect in the world follow each other. If there were not many masters guarding the Treasure Pavilion, the blood mist was strengthened first, and then those masters came to intercept Zhao Lei, maybe the result would not be like this.

At that time, Zhao Lei and Shi Xian were both seriously injured. When they were on the verge of death, as long as three or five masters came, Zhao Lei would probably hate it.

The flame covered by the blood mist not only did not go out, but also emitted a strange green color, which was reflected in the strange dark red blood color, shrouding the Qian family like a demonic realm.

After the blood mist filled the air, the Qian family naturally thought of ways to make up for it. They took out their treasured detoxification pills and wanted to rescue the treasures shrouded in the blood mist and save as much damage as possible.

In addition, Qian Huaichu sent his personal guards. They took the best detoxification pills and rushed into the blood mist, hoping to investigate what was going on and solve the problem from the root.

But he didn't expect that more than 20 people went in, and only one person came out alive, and he came out looking ferocious, his face was blue, his eyes were red, and veins were bulging all over his body.

After he came back, he looked at Qian Huaichu.

"master!……"

Before he finished speaking, he actually pulled out the long knife from his waist. Before he finally lost his consciousness, he swung the knife and killed himself in front of Qian Huaichu.

Blood spurted all over Qian Huaichu, and the shower poured on him. He watched as the subordinate he had been with day and night committed suicide in front of him, and then fell to the ground, his body twitching unnecessarily.

This impact was so strong that Qian Huaichu suddenly had a sudden thought. Only then did he realize that nothing seemed more important than life.

Then there was a shiver, and then he seemed to wake up and shouted loudly:

"Quick! Quick! Escort me to Prince Yan's Mansion!"

Qian Huaichu, surrounded by a large number of his men and other Qian family members, hurriedly escaped from the back door. After escaping, he rushed to Prince Yan's Mansion without stopping.

At this time, Prince Yan's Mansion is probably the safest in Pingyang City.

Although going out of the city might be a safer option, they took too many things with them when they escaped, so they had no choice but to head to the closer Prince Yan's Mansion.

Naturally, they were unwilling to abandon these things and left the city lightly. They could not let them burn in flames and be shrouded in blood mist.