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Chapter 127 Night Exploration [Yuanxi Ghost Army Camp] General Zeng's first battle!
In the vast night.

In an ancient forest.

Ji Nian raised his hand to summon the [Ghost-swallowing Falcon in Huyguos Grassland of Yuanxi Dynasty] that was newly acquired last night.

A ray of light flashed by, and a handsome and majestic bird with white wings and silver beak appeared out of thin air, floating in the air, with its wings hanging down, tilting its head to look at him who was standing on the ground.

"Hey, bird."

Seeing this situation, Ji Qingnian called out, and stretched out his left arm temporarily wrapped with the map of the ghost army camp.

The falcon swooped down instinctively and landed on it quietly.

"Hey, it's interesting."

Ji Nian smiled, stretched out a finger, and rubbed the soft hair on the top of Falcon's head.

Bird seemed a little dissatisfied with his behavior, but because of the intimacy value on the passing line, he still silently endured it.

It was this expression and behavior that turned her head away from him, no matter how she looked at it, she looked like a shy little daughter-in-law being molested by a hooligan.

"Ah."

Ji Qingnian laughed, and stopped teasing it, and raised his left arm slightly, signaling for it to fly high into the sky.

Then, by sharing the vision, observe the situation of [Yuanxi Ghost Soldiers Camp] on the hillside not far away.

Judging from the undulating curvature of the ground, it was indeed a small hillside.

However, the top of it seems to have been sliced ​​by a thousand-meter-long knife, and the incision is smooth and smooth like a mirror.

The camp of ghost soldiers surrounded by the dark red fragrant fir fence fell on it, and there were faint sounds of shouting and killing.

Seeing this situation, Ji Nian controlled the Falcon to descend slowly and move forward gradually.

I saw dozens of ghost soldiers with mottled battle armor, rusted blades, black faces, and hollow eyes practicing formations and weapons in a decent manner.

Ji Nian couldn't help sighing: "Spikemen, archers... Good guy, there are cavalry and orderlies, this configuration is enough."

The scene in front of him reminded him of the [Bloody Black Wind Stronghold] that he accompanied Li Baitian to dig out before.

However, the group of mobs that were easily destroyed by Brother Zongzi and a Kaling obviously cannot be compared with this small but well-equipped ghost army.

"If you think about it, the legion card made with this kind of high-quality material will be very easy to use."

Ji Nian said something silently in his heart, a little ready to move.

Just as he was about to raise his hand, the super hearing enhanced by feedback keenly captured a small sound, but it came from the grass next to him.

Yu Yingtai, who was playing games on the side and acted as a bodyguard and thug, was far faster than him.

Even before there was a sound from the grass, he put down the phone, quickly drew his bow and arrow, and then let go suddenly.

With the sound of "siu", the dark red blood-stained arrow flew straight towards the grass with huge kinetic energy, and the Yin Qi overflowing from the arrow even corroded the surrounding plants.

Lao Liu, who was hiding in the grass, obviously didn't notice the scene.

Just as he was about to turn around and run away, he was caught in the neck by the arrow, and he was pierced directly as if there was no obstruction, revealing a big hole.

Clutching his neck, he turned around and glanced at the heroic Yingtai with his bow and arrows stretched out, then he fell down with his head up, with a strong black air all over his body, which seemed to dissipate.

Seeing this situation, Ji Nian hurriedly threw out a blank card and smashed it on his forehead.

With a ray of spiritual power passing by, the material was successfully packaged, named [Yuanxi Ghost Soldier Scout].

"Good guy, all the scouts are out..."

Ji Nian made a casual remark, carefully put away the materials, and then raised his hand to summon Zengjiang.

A blue-purple light flashed, and two burly figures walked out of the fog at the end of the mountain road.

Dressed in red gold armor, with incense sticks on his head, his muscles are strong, his bones are strong and his tendons are strong, his palms are swirling with fire sticks and shackles, and his footwork is masculine and steady.

And as it walked out of the thick fog, an invisible aura gradually spread out around the world.

The little girl who had just shot an arrow to show off her power suddenly changed her expression, and she hid behind him with a slight panic.

"Don't be afraid, this is one of our own."

Ji Nian comforted the little girl in a low voice, and turned his head to look at Zeng Jiang who was walking this way.

The great god seemed to have noticed the trembling little female ghost hiding behind Ji Nian, so he stopped about five meters away from her.

His temperament is a bit like Qi Ye's, generous and gentle.

As long as he is not facing a big ghost that endangers the world, he has a kind face.

"General Zeng, I will trouble you next."

Ji Qingnian said in a low voice, pointing in the direction of the ghost soldier camp.

General Zeng nodded in understanding, the two figures looked at each other, and disappeared in place the next moment.

By the time Ji Nian came to his senses, they had already flew over the camp, their slightly gray arms raised high, shining like metal under the moonlight.

Hearing a "boom", the torch that Hong Mian Zeng was holding tightly flashed red.

Just like the fireworks played by children during the Chinese New Year, a hellfire wall tens of meters high burst out in an instant.

The ghost soldiers patrolling the camp were unable to dodge in time, they were infested with a trace of sparks, and were burnt to coke in the blink of an eye.

However, its screams before "death" still woke up the other ghost soldiers.

There was only a sound of metal and iron rubbing and colliding, and the ghost soldiers swiftly propped up their shields, gathered a strong yin energy, and tried to block the blow.

The answer is obvious.

They worked.

The reason is also very simple, the red-faced Zengjiang didn't exert any force at all.

After all, Ji Nian entrusted him with the task of capturing ghost soldiers, not destroying them, so of course he had to keep them.

And with the time gained by the hellfire wall, the blue-faced general had turned into a wisp of incense and landed in the middle of the shield.

By the time the ghost soldiers noticed this unexpected visitor, he had already thrown off the handcuffs vigorously.

Just like a weapon like a nunchuck, you can swing it left and right, and hit it up and down.

Every hit hit the ghost soldier's chin with precision, causing him to fly upside down.

After a while, the ghost soldiers who tried to fight back fell to the ground.

But at this moment, with a dry neighing, no less than ten evil spirit cavalry charged on bone horses.

General Lan Mian Zeng stood there and waited, motionless like a pagoda.

Seeing this situation, the evil spirit cavalry was full of ferocious faces, and raised their spears and broadswords high, stabbing or chopping, flying and attacking.

The black air thus formed was packed with stones, clods, fallen leaves, and weapons.

Faced with such a "powerful" offensive, Lan Mian Zeng just waved his hand, and the thick black energy disappeared invisible.

With another wave of his hand, the strong wind swept by divine power overturned the attacking evil spirit cavalry.

The whole movement is smooth and easy.

The red-faced General Zeng, the body of General Zeng, also fell slowly from the sky at this time, and the torch pointed at the swaying ghost soldiers on the ground. After silently chanting a spell, they were all imprisoned in the Jinian prison. In the sea of ​​consciousness.

Chinen, who was waiting outside the camp, moved quickly, with his index fingers and middle fingers together, a little brow, and his eyes closed, and the scene in the sea of ​​consciousness flashed quickly in his mind.

Then he manipulated the blank cards extremely skillfully, gathering these ghost soldiers one by one.

"Almost forgot, and this."

Ji Nian slapped his head, raised his hand and put away [Yuanxi Ghost Soldiers Camp].

This piece of material is somewhat uninteresting, and he is going to send it to the association for sale.

(End of this chapter)