Zhou Bai maintained the same speed as the other heroes and strode forward.
The place we passed along the way was devastated, desolate and dilapidated. There were many bones beside the road. Signs of life were very rare here.
Soon, their pace slowed down. With the maximum coverage of Zhou Bai's spiritual consciousness, he found that there were still snakes, rats, insects and ants in some remote areas, and there were a few mortals alive and hiding here and there.
If you stay in such a place for a long time, your body will become increasingly weak even if you are not found by ghosts or starved to death, so Zhou Bai ordered to rescue them immediately.
Moreover, when the heroic spirits found living people and showed them a way out of the Demon-Suppressing Army's garrison, nothing happened. These heroic spirits looked very decent.
The title of General Subduing Demons is also valid in Cangbei County. The hope that allowed them to survive before was the immovable Cangshan Mountain.
"By the order of General Conquering Demons, I will lead the way for you strangers!" These seemingly stiff words became what the trapped people most expected to hear.
On the outer section of the road, Zhou Bai was a little slow because he wanted to save people, but as he went deeper and deeper, the already scarce signs of life were completely cut off.
Marching quickly from behind, they arrived less than thirty miles away from Cangbei County before night fell completely.
Not far ahead, there is an endless army of ghosts, and the dark tide of ghosts is intimidating.
Compared to the sluggishness of ghosts during the day, and their attacks are relatively ordinary, all kinds of ghosts at night are completely alive.
The sunlight cannot penetrate the layers of thick ghost aura, but the cold moonlight is not blocked at all, and the county town and the surrounding environment can be clearly seen.
Taking advantage of the daylight to consume the defenders' talisman storage, Youtu sent the most powerful ghost soldiers around him to supervise the battle at the front, driving row after row of cannon fodder to launch a suicidal charge.
Woohoo~
The group of ghosts were manic, enveloping the boundless ghost energy, forming a black tide, crashing into the seemingly ordinary masonry city wall.
Of course, this is only the vision of mortals. In the eyes of ghosts and ghosts, what they are attacking is the crumbling legal system.
After all, the imperial court did not abandon Cangbei County in name, so the county still had the protection of the dynasty's legal system, and it was not too weak, and it was a solid red legal network.
However, with the evacuation of high-ranking officials such as the governor and county magistrate, and the constant killing of ghosts during this period, the red color has now reached an extremely light level, even weaker than Ping Cang's light red color.
In the core area of Cangbei County, the amount of Yin Qi has reached the point where it can be seen. Traces of black Qi are constantly corroding all things in the Yang world, as if they want to turn all the colors here into the dull gray of the underworld.
The flowers, trees, rocks, soil, and even the newly fallen snow were tinged with a hint of black and gray.
"General, I'm afraid Cangbei County won't be able to allow any living people to survive in the near future." Gan Xian, who was appointed by Zhou Bai as the head of the Heroic Spirit Army, stretched out his hand to catch a few flakes of gray snow and said angrily.
A loyal warrior in life, a heroic spirit in death.
Perhaps because of the incense of the people, their characters have become more "positive" in this strange summoning transformation.
For example, from the perspective of ordinary ghosts and ghosts, they would definitely like the Yang Earth to turn into the Yin Earth, so that they can survive longer.
But the heroic spirits are different. They prefer to think from the perspective of a living person, because this is the land they would rather die to protect.
Zhou Bai also understood what Gan Xian meant. The soul could touch the snowflakes of the Yangshi, which was enough to show that Cangbei County was sliding into the abyss.
If the county city is destroyed and the flesh and blood of 300,000 people are sacrificed, then Pingcang County will be adjacent to the "Netherworld", and the ghosts will be exterminated and killed endlessly.
In this way, no matter whether Cangshan Mountain can block the invasion of the ghosts, Zhou Bai will invest an astronomical amount of defense resources. How can we use Cangshan Mountain as the basis for development and growth?
Zhou Bai glanced at the isolated island city standing in the ghost tide in the distance, turned around and asked seriously: "Xian Gan, are you afraid of dying again?"
"If you die for the general, if you die for the people in this city, then what do we have to fear?!" Gan Xian took a deep breath, and then said very firmly.
Swish, the other heroic spirits also looked solemn and saluted Zhou Bai to invite him to fight.
Zhou Bai understood their thoughts, nodded slightly and did not answer. He just turned on his consciousness and searched for a certain place while approaching the ghost tide.
Soon, an uninhabited village appeared, and he arrived at the place he was looking for, a small earth temple hidden beside a big tree at the head of the village.
"Tand, General Fumo is here, come out to meet him quickly!" Zhou Bai suppressed his voice and suddenly stepped on the ground with his right foot with magic power.
Suddenly, a dilapidated divine realm appeared behind the Earth Temple. The extremely dim divine light made the divine realm looming. It was obvious that the gods living here could no longer maintain their existence.
"Condensation!" Zhou Bai shot a burst of mana into the divine realm, which barely stopped the fluctuations in the divine realm. Only then did a little old man inside dare to walk out of the divine realm.
"Little God, the land of Chengdong Village has seen the Demon-Slaying Immortal."
"You are finally here." The earth god staggered before Zhou Bai and said, suppressing the excitement in his heart.
Zhou Bai frowned slightly, this god was in such a miserable state, his clothes were ragged and he looked weak.
The originally pure divine body actually had traces of black air floating on its surface. This was ghost energy invading the divine body.
Now not only can’t you smell the usual smell of incense from the incense god, but it also smells rancid. Is this what happens to the incense god who has no believers to support him?
When the Earth God saw the heroes behind him, they looked at him coldly and disdainfully, and he also blushed.
"Alas, I am incompetent. I failed to protect the people of this village. I have neglected my duty to this extent. I deserve this end."
"But you must know why the little old man has managed to survive so far."
Not daring to argue with these upright heroic spirits, Tu Tu could only talk to Zhou Bai tremblingly.
"In your current state, can you still lead us into the city? How can you not be discovered by the Ghost King?" Zhou Bai waved his hand, signaling Gan Xian and others to step back first, and then asked Tu Tu.
"There are experts among these ghosts who have guided them. They used their ghost bodies to fight against the gods and almost wiped out all kinds of temples outside the county. There is a price for the little old man to escape." The land god smiled bitterly, and then He pointed at his broken body.
After explaining clearly, he had no choice but to answer Zhou Bai's question: "The situation has changed too fast. At this point, it is impossible to bring you and all the heroic spirits into the city.
He paused, took another look at the deserted village, and affirmed: "But even if I risk my life, I can sneak in alone and meet the Lord God."
"Well, if you can bring my words to the City God, then 300,000 people will have a chance of survival. I will ask heaven for you to be granted the title. If you cannot transfer the title to a god, I will also allow you to be granted a human title." Zhou Bai He turned over his hand and took out a jade slip and handed it to Tu Tu.
The earth god, who seemed to be dying soon, was in high spirits after hearing this.
I don’t know what secret technique he cast. The moment the divine light appeared around him, the decaying ghostly aura disappeared, revealing a very faint scent of incense.
However, Zhou Bai was keenly aware that the earth god had an invisible intention to die, and the divine realm bound to the god also began to collapse.
"This..." Zhou Bai wanted to help stabilize the divine realm, but was stopped by the land.
"You don't have to put in any effort to defeat the demon. Just wait and escape!"
Immediately, a divine shadow escaped into the ground, and even Zhou Bai's spiritual consciousness had a hard time following it. This is why the earth god was entrusted to Chao Qu.
The movement of the land did not cause any movement. While Zhou Bai was waiting, he focused on the offense and defense of both sides.
It was nearly midnight, the concentration of Yin Qi reached its peak, and a shrill ghost roar in the distance shook the heaven and earth.
Tonight the general attack begins, and every night since the siege may be the last for three hundred thousand men.
The black tide of the entire battlefield suddenly moved forward. The ghosts in front hit the city wall and turned into ashes. The ones behind them followed one after another, and the waves of attacks continued without stopping.
The counterattack at the top of the city was so weak. Most of the guards used mortal weapons, such as the most commonly used fire attacks, rockets, torches, and everything that was ignited.
Facts have proved that the hot flames have the effect of forcing the cannon fodder ghosts back, and even causing some damage when thrown.
Furthermore, there are arrowheads stained with a bit of black dog blood, handfuls of incense ashes from the Wenwu Temple of the City God Temple, and the most effective talisman water.
But no matter what, these defensive measures are of little use, and it really depends on the Taoist priests remaining in the city.
In the east city, five monks in robes broke into cold sweat. The pressure from the ghost army outside the city was too great, which forced them to continue to increase the frequency of casting spells.
Even if it is just the simplest triggering talisman, it consumes very little mana, but it cannot sustain a large amount.
From time to time, they used spiritual eyes to look at the light red French net above their heads. The tiny cracks and the boundless ghostly aura attached to it were like black clouds pressing over their heads, always weighing on their hearts.
"Lead Dao, there is something wrong with tonight's offensive. We only have this little talisman left. How can we resist in the rest of the night?" A young Taoist said to the eighth-grade leader in front of him in great surprise.
This leader is very stable. He casts a spell to create a lightning chain, which directly clears the area dozens of meters in front of the city gate, and the arcs of electricity are also bounced towards the depths of the ghost tide.
The thunder technique used by the monks in the second realm actually killed at least hundreds of imps and evil ghosts with extraordinary power.
Seeing the Taoist official displaying his power, the morale of the mortals on this section of the city wall soared. They threw all burning objects harder and harder, striving to turn the city into a sea of fire.
"Leading Divine Power, fortunately you are Lei Xiu!"
The leader who had a chance to breathe was not at all proud. He turned back to look at the four monks and the talismans stacked in front of him, and couldn't help but look extremely embarrassed.
"You are right. Among the ghosts serving as cannon fodder tonight, there are obviously many more vicious ghosts. Those tall ones acting as commanders, I even suspect they are the ghost king's guards."
"The talisman ran out of storage three days ago. In the past few days, it has been temporarily drawn. Now even if a real person takes action, it cannot support the consumption."
"What's more, the real person failed to behead several times and was seriously injured..." The leader's voice was full of frustration when he talked about the real person's current situation.
The other four first-level monks were greatly disappointed when they saw that the usually steady leader was so pessimistic.
"Then do you think we can still defend?" A female Taoist official asked reluctantly with a pale face.
"Maybe tomorrow, or tonight." While several people were talking, the city wall suddenly shook, and the ghost wave rushed over again.
"You didn't want to go with us last time, so stay and do your last bit for the people of the city."
Before he finished speaking, the leader ignored the fact that the breath in his body was not yet stable, suppressed the interference of Yin Qi, and used a lightning chain again.
He still killed hundreds of enemies, but it was obvious that the power of the thunder method was much smaller this time.
In Cangbei County, where yin energy dominates over spiritual energy, it is very slow for monks to absorb spiritual energy and restore mana, and the power of ordinary Taoism is also limited.
"Let's see if the City God can be of more help, otherwise tonight..."
boom!
A ball of black energy measuring tens of feet suddenly burst out from the core of the ghost army, and then hit the east city gate directly.
A huge roar resounded throughout the county, and whimpering and crying came from many houses in the city. Many people thought that the city was broken.
However, it was almost the same. After being reminded by Mo Le, You Tu knew that the guarding master was seriously injured, so he provoked him violently.
"Master Yang, my king's head is here, do you dare to come and get it?!"
The next moment, a figure drove the sword light across the nine heavens, cutting through the boundless ghost aura, and looking at its direction, it seemed to be pointing directly at the center of the ghost wave.
A battle of wits ensued, with swords soaring into the sky and the Ghost King roaring.
The two sides went back and forth, killing not a single ghost for miles around who dared to stay, and the monks at the top of the city were also watching anxiously.
It seems that the outcome of this battle determines everything.
Unexpectedly, the sword cultivator was hanging in mid-air, and the power of the sword light became stronger with each strike, making You Tu breathless.
"Mo Le, this swordsman is desperate for his life. If you don't take action, I will never cooperate with you again!"
Along with You Tu's angry shout, a figure silently appeared behind Jian Xiu, and then pressed out with a palm, Jian Xiu vomited blood and fell.
"Run, this Yang Ming is going to blow himself up, damn, he is really a life-threatening lunatic!" Mo Le disappeared again before he could do anything more, running to nowhere.
"boom!"
Phew~
The last bright sword light exploded at the densest place of the ghost tide, turning into countless sword shadows.
Ten thousand, fifty thousand, one hundred thousand...
The ghost tide was instantly cleared out of a large area, and more than 100,000 ghosts of all levels were wiped out by sword blasts!
Youtu appeared on the edge of the ghost tide. The ghost energy on his body was dim. Several sword holes with residual sword energy could not be healed. The aura was attenuated by more than 50% compared to before.
"My King, are you okay?" Soon, a large group of tall guards and ghost soldiers came over and surrounded him tightly.
"Hmph, no matter how powerful you are, what can you do? What you protect will eventually be destroyed by me, and the flesh and blood of 300,000 people will be angry. Tsk tsk..."
The whole county and city were wailing, and even the Taoist monks who had extraordinary powers seemed to have been drained of their strength.
The real person is dead, and this city won't survive tomorrow.
At this time, the earth god, whose body was cracked, finally came back.
"Suppress the demon, the Lord God asked me to tell you that this trip will definitely open up the portal to the underworld in Cangbei County. Please feel free to do it."
Zhou Bai looked at the completely dimmed sword light outside the county city. He turned around and muttered to the heroes: "Kill them and follow me to the battle."
Immediately, hundreds of captured ghosts were killed on the spot, and the majestic ghost energy permeated all the heroic spirits.
Looking at Zhou Bai and his heroic army again, there is no trace of righteousness at all, but only violence and gloominess.
"The ghost hero He Dong challenges the ghost king You Tu. In this world of yang and yin, the winner is king!"
(End of chapter)
