Vol 13 Chapter 8: Wuhuacheng

Li Qingshan also asked questions like returning to the sea, but the old king did not want to answer anyway.
After so many years of getting along, how much is a bit of friendship, Li Qingshan is also embarrassed to threaten to explode his Tianshulou.
Of course, the main reason is because the threat is useless. The answer to the question is to find it yourself.
"When can you spend six days?"
"quickly."
After Luo Xiaoxiao was broken, he became more and more motivated. Looking at Ashura, here was his territory, his home.
Open the five fingers, and grab the distance to the distance, suddenly clenched: "The lost things, I will definitely get it back!"
"Fighting Xiao Ming!" Li Qingshan shouted.
Luo Xiaoxiao vomited, how to listen to it is not right: "Can you call me Ming?" How much do you like this "small" word.
"Ming? Loss, you want to come out, what is this three-story romance story? Haha!" Li Qingshan ridiculed his taste.
Luo Xiaoxiao Ming gnashed his teeth: "That is called Luo Mingming!"
"Good Xiaoming, goodbye Xiaoming!"
Luo Xiaoxiao did not say anything, and he took a hand.
A loud bang, the earth cracked a deep gully, but it fell empty.
Li Qingshan's figure gradually faded, such as the mirror and the moon, laughing and waving: "I will not play with you, I have to concentrate on fighting."
"If you need help, just say."
"No, just some boring little squabble, I am afraid that you will be bored."
Li Qingshan closed his eyes and immediately opened.
Under a tragic month, a mountain stands tall, and a lonely city stands tall and seems to pierce the sky.
The war has continued for most of the night, and the enemy is still recalcitrant.
However, this is not a battlefield.
Since the battle with Yu, Black Cloud City has entered an unprecedented level of tranquility.
The monks of the Pure Land School have pushed the "clean land of the world" to the cold-blooded, and there is no guard.
If you are determined to make progress, you can further occupy the cold blood, instead of Black Cloud City. But after he considered it. Decided to give up this idea.
The human world has always been a defense against the magic domain. Under such a big situation, it gives up the more dangerous Black Cloud City. It’s not a good thing to go deep into the border of the magic domain. After all, "shooting the birds."
So he ordered the sergeant, the cold blood and the rear of the Grand Canyon. The most thorough destruction was carried out, and the possibility of attacking the magic field was blocked as much as possible. And the magic domain is as he wished, for years, calm, seems to completely give up the attack on this area.
He suspected that it was a role in it, perhaps it was a strange one. Unknowingly, he has formed a beam with the two gods. It can still be alive and kicking.
He has often dreamt of a river lately. I don’t know how many miles, as if through the time, from the old to the present.
The first river in the beginning of the world, the legend of the rogue, has formed a number of lives. The vows to it, even the gods, cannot be repented.
Every dream will be closer to it, and recently it has been able to see the waves in the river.
So he understood the day of the decisive battle with the odd. It is getting closer and closer.
The journey of the magic domain is imperative.
Many people envy the stability of his "master brother", but do not know that the war has never changed.
The breath of death fills the heavens and the earth, and the deep hunger is like a hole, and it is like a fire, which makes him lick his lips.
Xiao An handed over the pink and tender arms: "Do you want to eat?"
"I was also asked by the hostages, what is the use of eating things, or my family is small and intimate. Hey, hungry hungry ghosts!"
The wind whistled. The dragon swims in the sky. This is the dragon corpse left by the last master brother Lin Xuan. After the "three burial vestments", it was restarted, and the golden scales faded into silver and white, shining under the moonlight. Like a silver ribbon.
Li Qingshan embraced Xiao An, standing on the faucet, between the dragon horns, the night wind came over.
Below the corpse soldiers, thousands of people, like a mountain, the waves attacked the lonely city.
Among the crumbling orphans, there are dozens of corpses, ghosts and emperors, and they are panicked to discuss countermeasures. They were the rulers of this land, and they were all based on each other in order to avoid fratricidalism.
However, now they have to aggregate to defend against strong enemies.
Because in this area, all the corpses that are not so done, not the fallen or the enemy, in their view, there is no difference between the two, the latter is even worse.
Now they suddenly find out that even the United is useless. Their corpse army is far bigger than the enemy, but under a wave of offensive, it is vulnerable and is already on the verge of defeat.
A corpse of the corpse roared: "Impossible, how can a low-level ghoul have such a discipline!?"
Unless you invade other worlds, there are very few large-scale wars in hungry ghosts. Occasionally there are a few games, basically all of them are crowded up, just like playing group.
Because the spirit is different from the soul, it is not suitable for war.
The corpse was slow and mentally retarded; the ghosts were erratic and confused. Basically, it is a group of cerebral palsy and mental illness. Under the drive of hunger, there is only a strong desire to swallow.
The Emperor and the Ghosts can use them as "cannon control" and "devil" to use them as cannon fodder, but they cannot organize them into real troops.
The ghouls who attacked the city today are completely forbidden and disciplined. The most incredible thing is that even the military can be condensed.
The general ghoul army can also gather breath to enhance the power of the main lord. It looks a bit similar to the military, but it is essentially yin. It is very difficult to curb the desire of the ghouls to swallow each other. If you want to make them united and gather military power, it is simply delusional.
But this kind of impossible thing is really happening in front of you.
The corpse of the ghost sea, the former servant, continues to approach.
Li Qingshan shook his head: "Cut, these guys don't understand the art of war!"
He has a pair of red scorpions shining in the darkness, devilish and full of deterrence.
One of the tigers, the sorcerer and the tiger, is able to deter opponents in battle, but it is basically useless if you encounter very powerful enemies.
This somewhat tasteless talent, but in the war of hungry ghosts, played a very magical role.
Because it can deter the weak existence, twist and solidify its spirit, and make it completely surrender to the tiger magic, and turn into a "ghost."
Low-level ghouls, with low intelligence and confusion, are very easy to transform into mischief.
This is completely different from the general "controlled corpse" and "驭鬼术". "Ghosts" do not need to be bothered to control, and serve the "Tiger Devil" wholeheartedly.
I became the most loyal soldier, my head is not awkward, my spirit is not chaotic, I sacrificed my self, I am a big man, and I am single-minded and "small for the tiger."
Li Qingshan twisted his neck: "It's time to give them a final blow!"
A ghost king shouted: "Don't you know who we are?"

You are all under the ‘thinkless ghosts,’ so the city is called ‘no Huacheng’.
(To be continued.)