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Chapter 176 The Power of Heroic Spirits, the New Ghost King

The sacrificial explosion of Yang Ming, the master swordsman, tossed Youtu a lot. After a long time, he stabilized the injury of the soul and body through the huge yin energy.

In fact, he felt a little regretful in his heart. He shouldn't have listened to the instigation of a stranger like Mo Le, and gave up the water-grinding tactics, but used himself as a way to lure Yang Ming to fight.

You Tu went from being a ghost hero in the underworld to slaying to the world of the sun and gathering crowds to become king, not only with the power of a reckless man.

Now that Mo Le was gone, he was keenly aware that he wanted to limit the development of the ghost army, especially him, the ghost king.

It is nothing more than the imminent destruction of the city, fearing that the yin and yang world created by them will get out of control and hurt the interests of the Qingxu world. After all, they still have their own ghosts.

A ghost king who is in peak condition breaks the city, and a ghost king who is seriously injured and in a low state breaks the city, but the result is completely different.

Now even if the city is broken, and 30 flesh and blood are angry, Youtu himself will occupy most of them to restore his strength.

With such a heavy loss, he couldn't take out the corresponding spoils. Not only would he not be able to improve the strength of his core subordinates, but even more ghosts would be alienated from him.

Mortals become ghosts after death, because of some of the characteristics of the ghost body, they have "extraordinary" powers such as floating, penetrating walls, and manipulating ghost energy.

However, most ordinary ghosts are limited to this, in the land of the yang world, after seven days, their souls will fly away.

If they want to continue to survive, many will go astray, as the ghost tide in Cangbei County is doing now, devouring the flesh, blood and vitality of living beings, in order to increase the ghost energy and yin power, and stabilize the soul body.

You Tu has been in the Netherland for hundreds of years, gathering together in a place full of Yin Qi, the accumulated Yin Qi can only allow him to touch the side of the ghosts, and he can barely be called a ghost hero.

However, even the weakest ghost hero like him, once he came to Yangshi, he would bloodbath several cities.

After devouring a large amount of flesh and blood, he can be promoted to the ghost king immediately. He has a natural deterrent to other ghosts and can command all ghosts.

No, after Youtu was injured, the eyes of many ghosts in the ghost tide showed strange colors, and they felt quite ready to move.

"Hmph!" You Tu didn't get used to them, a huge coercion swept across the audience, it was the personality suppression engraved in the soul, and all coveted eyes disappeared instantly.

After all, he won this battle, and the city was about to be broken.

You Tu had already made up his mind that he would not abide by the agreement with Mo Le, and after the unification of Cangbei County, he had to continue to expand.

Even if the Yin Land cannot be extended, he will lead the ghost army to attack everywhere, plundering more flesh and blood, no matter which faction the target is.

Youtu pushed aside the protection of the guards, and prepared to return to the middle of the battlefield and reorganize the general attack.

As a result, not far away, a big ghost with a ferocious face and a ghostly aura rushed towards him with a ghost pawn.

"Ghost Xiong He Dong, challenge Ghost King Youtu..."

The promotion route of the ghost cultivator transferred by the monk is different from that of ordinary ghosts. The ghost cultivator's mighty power belongs to himself, and he is still a monk, but the final achievement is the ghost fairy status.

The strength of ordinary ghosts not only comes from themselves, but also pays attention to gathering people. The more ghosts they subdue, the stronger the ghost energy he can control.

Just like You Tu, there is an army of ghosts to defeat the enemy for him when he raises his hand, and he can gather ghost energy as his own strength.

It's not that sword repair Yang Ming didn't know that Youtu might be deliberately luring him, but he still went out of the city to fight without hesitation, because Youtu attacked the city himself, and the destructive power to the French Open was too great.

Ghost hero He Dong?

Guixiong, the hero among ghosts, usually refers to high-ranking ghosts with strength and troops.

There is no image in You Tu's mind, a rookie who came from the underworld, taking advantage of this troubled times?Or is it a pawn for the aliens to step in and want to divide power?

But no matter what, if a Guixiong dares to challenge him, there is no reason to refuse.

Wouldn't it be fun to kill chickens to make an example to monkeys.

So You Tu raised his head to the sky and screamed, ordering the rest of the ghost wave to continue to attack the city, while he waved his hand and led nearly two thousand tall ghost soldiers who were full of soul power and mastered killing skills to meet them.

These ghost soldiers are the core guards who defend You Tu's throne, and they have followed him since the time of Netherland, and they have never been separated from each other.

The monks on the top of the city showed bitterness and grief, and conflicts broke out among the ghosts at this time, which showed that the living people in the city had been regarded as fish and meat waiting to be slaughtered.

And inside the ghost tide, each of the big ghosts with some strength of their own was shouting to attack the city while focusing on Zhou Bai, a group of outsiders.

If this lifeless ghost He Dong really forced You Tu out of his weak side, and even hurt both sides, wouldn't they be able to take advantage of the fire.

It's just that when they saw clearly that Zhou Bai led more than 200 people to hedge against You Tu's more than 2000 old ghost guards, they shook their heads again, feeling that there was no hope.

Two hundred versus two thousand, do you think it is the legend that the ghost messengers of the ancient underworld can crush the ghost king's subordinates at will, these guards killed in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

With majestic black air and billowing smoke and dust, the ghost soldiers of the two sides, whose lineups were obviously unequal, collided directly, and a tragic fight immediately ensued.

This is the rule of the Netherland world, the strong is king, what conditions are negotiated, we will talk about it after fighting.

From Zhou Bai's initiation of the battle appointment to Youtu's challenge, it was all completed within a very short period of time.

"Outsiders, dare to provoke my ghost king, kill!"

The ghost king's guards were fierce and fierce, and they would risk their lives when they charged forward. All of them held weapons condensed by Yin Qi and ghosts, which could cause significant damage to ghosts.

If it were an ordinary two hundred ghost soldiers, they would definitely be dead without a whole body, and their souls would be scattered.

Even if two thousand elites were selected from the boundless ghost tide behind them, their formation would often collapse under the impact of the ghost king's guards.

But to Youtu's surprise, there were not many casualties among the more than 200 ghost soldiers on the opposite side, but nearly a hundred of his guards were killed or injured.

Of course, as the ghost king, he has enough eyesight, and he quickly saw that something was wrong with the heroic army.

The more than 200 ghost soldiers cooperated very well, and they fought very well. It seemed that they were forced into a ball by the offensive of the guards, but in fact they did it on purpose.

Youtu saw it with his own eyes, a ghost general he valued very much tried to charge forward, but the ghost general didn't make a second cut, and he was attacked by three or four enemies at the same time.

When the ghost general wanted to retreat, the enemy army pressed forward again, and within three rounds, he was killed on the spot in front of many guards.

Obviously there are more people on his own side, but no matter which direction he attacks from, his guards have to face more enemies. This is the gap in the use of the army formation.

His guards are bloodthirsty and easy to kill, brave and fearless, and they are all powerful ghosts above the average fierce ghost, but this cannot be called a strong army.

This kind of formation reminded Youtu of an old saying he heard before his death.

Therefore, it is as swift as the wind, as slow as the forest, as plundering as fire, as immovable as a mountain, as difficult to know as cloud, as moving as thunder.

As time passed, the fighting became more intense, and You Tu's face became more embarrassing. Their formation is actually retreating?

Two thousand guards of the ghost king can't suppress two hundred unknown foreign ghost soldiers, it's too absurd!

"Keep the formation and pay attention to the rotation of defense."

"Ghost-level ghost generals appear in the front, and the third team on the flank takes ten steps forward to break through the enemy's formation."

"If the soul body is seriously injured, retreat immediately..."

The heroic spirit army doesn't care what Youtu and his ghost king's guards think, all the heroic spirits are under the calm command of officers at all levels, and the offense and defense are orderly.

When facing ten times more enemies, I still don't change my face. No matter how continuous your offensive is, I will stand still.

And Zhou Bai lived in the middle, deeply observing the characteristics of the heroic spirits.

A Heroic Spirit, whose injuries do not exceed a certain limit, retreats in time, and can slowly recover from his injuries under the protection of his companions.

Zhou Bai sensed the smell of incense and faith from Yingling's body. The more recognition the heroic spirits did, the stronger their power would be.

And even if some heroic spirits were scattered, they didn't seem to be completely dead.

Zhou Bai, as the monarch loyal to the heroic spirits, still found traces of the dead heroic spirits, and this trace was vaguely connected to the spirit realm of the Hall of Valor.

Are they like simplified gods?
At this time, the four heroic spirits of 240 only had two hundred left, but Youtu's ghost king guards had lost nearly five hundred.

The number of people is one to ten, and the battle damage is also one to ten.

Youtu can no longer sit back and watch this exchange of battle damage continue. His ghost king's guards are the cornerstone of defending the throne. If there are too many losses, the throne will be unstable.

No matter how fierce the ghosts were, they couldn't accept it. One by one, the comrades were beaten to death, but they couldn't move forward.

"The whole army presses down." The ghost king's dull voice sounded, and anyone who knew him could feel the anger contained in it.

The rest of the guards were shocked, and they rushed forward again regardless of casualties.

The most important thing is that Youtu suppressed the wound forcibly, condensed the armored giant ax with ghost energy, and walked to the front.

To deal with an unknown army, and to ask their princes to go to the battlefield, all the guards went berserk.

Under the leadership of the ghost general, many guard ghost soldiers turned into a cloud of black energy and rushed towards the heroic army like cannon fodder that stormed the city.

This kind of attack usually kills one thousand enemies and damages oneself by eight hundred. It is easier to attack the enemy and be injured by giving up the body.

However, this kind of suicide attack is obviously effective. When more than 100 groups of black air collide, there will inevitably be omissions in the tight formation of the Heroic Spirit Army.

At that time, Youtu took the lead, and the turbulent ghost energy in his body turned into wolves, tigers and leopards. With their bloody mouths wide open, they bit at the heroic army who had no time to defend.

Soldiers to soldiers, to generals.

Zhou Bai has always only used his spiritual sense to cover, check for omissions and make up for vacancies to command and dispatch, but now that he finally waits for Youtu to make a move, he will naturally not let it go easily.

He jumped out, with the body of a yin god, also filled with yin energy, turning into a barrier to block Youtu's first attack.

"You Tu ghost king, it's hard to be called a hero when you're king in the yang world, I'm afraid the heroes of the underworld won't convince you."

Although the blow didn't work, Zhou Bai's ordinary method made You Tu feel at ease.

This Ghost Hero, He Dong, is not some unexpected strongman, but just an ordinary ghost hero from Netherland, but he has gathered such a group of elite soldiers from nowhere.

"He Dong, if you are willing to submit to the king and accept the adaptation, you will be the number one ghost general under my command." Facing the provocation, You Tu cherished his talent instead.

To be precise, in his eyes, the heroic army is more important than Zhou Bai, a ghost hero.

"You and I are fighting generals, whoever wins will have everything." Zhou Bai was wrapped in a thick cloud, surrounded by black mist, he couldn't see his appearance and demeanor clearly, and he was just indifferently inviting a battle.

Youtu frowned, staring at Zhou Bai, wondering how this ghostly hero got his confidence.

Could it be that the random blow just now gave him hope?
Thinking of this, Youtu smiled and raised his hand, motioning all the guards to disperse, expressing their agreement to single-handedly fight.

As a result, the armies of both sides, who were still fighting endlessly just now, each retreated hundreds of meters away, opening up an unmanned battlefield in this boundless ghost tide.

"Jie Jie, He Dong, although I don't know which ghost city you came from, but you came here, don't you know that this king started his career by fighting generals?"

As soon as the words fell, a huge ax was thrown directly at Zhou Bai, and the wind blowing from the pavement caused unbearable pain to the soul and body.

You Tu, who was originally like a reckless ghost general, suddenly erupted with the power of a real ghost king, and the monstrous ghost energy turned into a hurricane, and the coercion of the higher-level ghosts locked Zhou Bai firmly.

It comes up with a set of serial killer moves, especially the personal coercion that the ghost king relies on to control the ghost army, and can often directly control the actions of the lower ghosts.

If it was really an ordinary Guixiong here, maybe he could only take this ax hard and be smashed out of his wits.

You Tu used this trick to deal with disobedient and rebellious big ghosts time and again.

However, the coercion that was only equivalent to the threshold of the Yin God, how to suppress Zhou Bai, he just dodged lightly to avoid the blow of the giant axe, and then let the monstrous ghost aura cover it.

Amidst the thick black mist and ghostly aura, the two collided violently. Zhou Bai didn't use any Taoism, but only relied on the essence of Yin God to manipulate the Yin Qi and resorted to all kinds of means to fight against the enemy.

As a ghost king, one must drive a group of ghosts to be called a real ghost king, which is fundamentally different from ghost cultivation.

So no matter how Youtu attacked, Zhou Bai could always deal with it freely. The battle between the two sides continued until before dawn, and no one knew how the battle was going in the ghost fog.

Because of the loss of the supervision of the ghost king and his guards, there are no real people in the county town, and there are more and more cracks in the French Open, but they still cannot be broken.

Seeing that the sky is about to dawn and Youtu is irritable and violent, why is this He Dong so difficult, is it going to drag on for another night?
Suddenly, in the dark and gloomy tones, a golden light shot straight into the sky, not from the sky outside, but from the ground.

The earth cracked open, and the radiant divine power that emerged from it was incompatible with this yin and yang world!
Zhou Bai's heart moved, but he didn't understand that this was an agreement between him and the City God.

A group of flustered ghost soldiers ran out of the crack, and then screamed shrilly.

"Let me pass, the Netherland passage was pierced by the City God, and the rear was lost."

"My lord, the ghost city is asking for help, and the gods have attracted other ghost groups in the underworld."

"You Tu Ghost King, I will save it or not!" The boundless ghost tide was in a commotion, among which the high-status ghost general came directly to the battlefield to ask for instructions.

Youtu's expression was shocked, the yin world reflected the yang world's lack, and the power of the city god was obviously not enough to make up for it...

Before he could think clearly, when he lost his mind, a simple three-foot sword cut through the space and stabbed him with an unstoppable sharpness.

boom!Youtu wanted to hide immediately, but the tingling pain in his mind made him freeze in place.

"You are also... a sword cultivator?!"

The ghost fog dissipated, leaving only the newly promoted ghost king He Dong.

"Listen to my orders, return to Netherland..."

(End of this chapter)