Zhu Miaoying screamed, flew back more than a foot, squatted heavily on the ground beside her, and groaned!
Zhao Qingsong was filled with anger and rage. In desperation, he suddenly remembered the secret 'Tiger, Leopard and Thunder Sound' qigong taught by his master!
This 'Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound' is a Taoist secret skill, similar to the Buddhist 'Lion's Roar Technique'. It is a method of clearing the mind and calming the Qi and cultivating the inner Qi!
Zhao Qingsong was in a hurry and went to the doctor. He didn't care whether it was useful or not. He took a sharp breath, his lower abdomen squirmed, the breath settled in his Dantian, and he vibrated from his lower Dantian and made a sound - 'Hmm~~~Hmm ~~~Hum~~~~Shout~~~~~~'
As soon as this sound came out, it was like the heaven and earth were shaking, like the beginning of the prehistoric era. Shocking ripples invisible to the naked eye emanated from Zhao Qingsong's dantian, shaking the world and shattering the void!
The chains on his hands and feet shattered into pieces and scattered on the ground. Strange inner energy flowed out from Zhao Qingsong's Dantian, rushing and surging through his body like a river!
The long-lost sense of fulfillment instantly filled Zhao Qingsong's body and mind, and he felt that his martial arts skills had returned to him!
Ma Mian on the side originally wanted to charge forward again, but the ripples from Zhao Qingsong's 'Tiger and Leopard Thunder' sent him flying away, and he fell to the ground and passed out.
The bull head in the distance saw that the situation was not going well, so he broke off the horns on his head, put it to his mouth and blew it hard - "Woo~~~~"
The horns made a low and penetrating sound, shaking the entire underworld!
From the gray mist in the distance, there was the sound of turbulent footsteps, as if countless soldiers and horses were coming upon the signal!
Zhao Qingsong didn't have time to feel the joy of regaining his strength, so he ran to Zhu Miaoying's side and asked: "Miaoying, are you okay?"
Zhu Miaoying raised her head with tears in her eyes and looked at Zhao Qingsong desperately: "Song, it hurts so much. Will it hurt like this after death? I don't want to die like this. Our baby hasn't been born yet. I In no mood……"
Zhao Qingsong was in pain as if thousands of needles were pricking his heart and thousands of arrows were piercing his heart. Tears of disappointment burst out of his eyes.
He felt so angry that he was filled with anger. How could he live a good life and suddenly die, and his soul suddenly go to the underworld?
This Fengdu ghost town is really hateful. Even if the whole family is slaughtered, it will still be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!
But even if the dead are dead, is it possible for the dead to come back to life again?
Zhao Qingsong didn't know, but he had never heard that the dead could be resurrected!
Just when the two of them were excited and wanted to say something more, the loud and neat sound of footsteps shaking the ground and the marching horn came from the surrounding gray fog!
'Kill kill kill kill kill'!
'Boom boom boom boom boom'!
Listening to the sound of "boom, boom, boom, boom" getting louder and louder, the surrounding ground was shaking slightly from the sound of stamping on the ground. Isn't it possible that there must be thousands of reinforcements called by this bull blowing his horn? !
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Zhao Qingsong was just about to pull Zhu Miaoying away and escape, when the gray mist swelled next to him, and with a 'swish', six spears were stabbed at him at the same time!
Zhao Qingsong hurriedly did a backflip and avoided the six sneak attacks!
The gray mist parted to both sides, and six Yin soldiers wearing armor and different faces came out from inside!
As soon as these six Yin soldiers appeared, they slashed with their spears, then the spear tips shook, and they all stabbed at Zhao Qingsong again!
Zhao Qingsong saw that the six Yin soldiers were in an orderly formation, and the six spears were in a tight formation. He was unarmed, unstoppable, and unavoidable. After having no choice but to do so, he had no choice but to jump back again and avoid the first attack of the six Yin soldiers. Second attack!
These two backward leaps were already five feet away from Zhu Miaoying!
Zhao Qingsong turned over and wanted to make a big circle and go back to Zhu Miaoying. Unexpectedly, gray mist surged forward, left and right, and countless ghost soldiers rushed out from the gray mist, surrounding him in the center!
These ghost soldiers are tall and short, some hold guns, some hold sticks, some hold knives, and some hold forks. There are many kinds of weapons and different armors!
These ghost soldiers surrounded Zhao Qingsong, shouted, and stabbed Zhao Qingsong with knives, forks, guns and sticks!
Zhao Qingsong saw that he was in a desperate situation at this moment. He had no choice but to fight like a trapped beast!
He jumped high in the air, stretched out his hand and grabbed a spear from the spearman's hand!
With the spear in hand, Zhao Qingsong immediately became more powerful. Holding the spear, he first used the move of 'Dragon Traveling All Over the World', sweeping away all the ghost soldiers around him. Then he stepped on the ground and swept with all his strength in the direction of where Zhu Miaoying was in his memory. One shot and one move of 'Flying Dragon Soaring Cloud' swept away a large area of the Ghost Seat in that direction!
Zhao Qingsong saw that his spear skills were more powerful in the underworld than in the earth, and his confidence immediately increased, and he quickly killed Zhu Miaoying in the direction!
Wherever the spear struck, there was a scene like a paddle pushing through the water. No one could stop the spear in his hand, and they all screamed and rolled out of the way!
Zhao Qingsong's spear is as powerful as a dragon, one shot to the left, one to the right, one shot up, one shot down, he sweeps left and stabs right, sweeps right and stabs left, one swing makes a large area, one stabs a large bunch, he is invincible among the ghost soldiers. , advance and retreat like the wind!
These ghost seats seemed to have no consciousness. Although Zhao Qingsong stabbed to death and injured dozens of them in a short time, they still surged up like a tide without fear!
Zhao Qingsong used his spear to kill Zhu Miaoying for a hundred feet, but he didn't even see a trace of Zhu Miaoying!
He couldn't help but feel anxious: "Did I look in the wrong direction? I wasn't that far away from Miaoying just now? Have I passed by?"
Zhao Qingsong went back and forth several times, trying to find traces of Zhu Miaoying, but Zhu Miaoying seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and she could not be seen anywhere!
He saw that these ghost soldiers seemed to be endless. Although a single ghost soldier was weak and vulnerable to his own spear, when they kept killing generals like this, when would they end?
Even if these ghost soldiers can't hurt me, I will be exhausted if I keep fighting endlessly!
Zhao Qingsong was anxious and knew in his heart that the longer time passed, the less likely it was to find Zhu Miaoying. Maybe she had been secretly dragged away by ghost soldiers without him seeing it!
After he fired a few shots around, he jumped up and looked around, trying to look further away to find Zhu Miaoying.
But in addition to the gray sky and earth around, there is only gray mist, or there are endless ghost soldiers like ants. Apart from that, is there anything else there?
And although the gray mist is not too thick, if you get far away, it will become very dense. From a distance, you can't even see any hair except the gray mist.
Zhao Qingsong did not give up. He first killed a large circle around the area. When he saw that there was no trace of his wife, he began to make small circles in the large circle, trying to find Zhu Miaoying with a carpet-like search.
He swung the spear and opened it with all his strength. The spear moved like a living dragon, flying up and down, moving left and right, forcibly drawing a fence around him, and all the ghost soldiers rushed to kill him within one foot. Within it, everyone is either dead or injured, and not a single ghost soldier can rush in!
Not long after, Zhao Qingsong had stepped on all the land in the big circle he had drawn, but he still didn't see Zhu Miaoying at all!
After such a high-intensity battle, although Zhao Qingsong felt that his physical strength had greatly increased after entering the underworld, he couldn't help but gasp slightly!
"It's broken! Miaoying was probably dragged away by the ghost soldiers. Alas, if we kill like this two more times, the ghost soldiers can't hurt me. I have to lie down tiredly first. No matter what, I can't be killed by these ghost soldiers. Otherwise, who else can rescue Miaoying? I have to run out now, and later I will find an opportunity to rush into the underworld to rescue Miaoying!"
Zhao Qingsong made up his mind, stopped charging randomly, looked in one direction, pointed his gun randomly, carved a passage through the thick crowd of ghost soldiers, and quickly moved forward to kill him!
I don’t know how long they have been killing, but endless groups of ghost soldiers are still emerging from the gray fog ahead, and Zhao Qingsong is quite tired!
Not just physically exhausted, but mentally exhausted!
Zhao Qingsong felt faintly sleepy after mechanically waving his spear to kill ghost soldiers for a long time.
Although this thing sounds quite incredible, if you do too many monotonous and repetitive actions, no one can keep their spirits up.
Zhao Qingsong didn't know what to say. Are these ghost soldiers planning to trap him to death before exhausting himself to death?
