Chapter 228: Ghost tide

Several faces of Zhou Wen were all green, and Yingying Chuo Chuo in front of the mountain road did not know how many ghosts there were, and holding the coffin was like a funeral procession.
When they were about a hundred meters away from Zhou Wen, the ghost carrying the coffin stopped, but it only stopped for a moment. The next second, the ghosts roared like a tide.
"There is no other way but to kill." An Sheng summoned a dagger directly, opened the door and went on.
Zhou Wen, Li Xuan, Alai, and Zhang Yuzhi all got out of the car. Zhang Yuzhi was pale, but she was ready for battle. Obviously, she also knew that no matter how scared she was now, she had to rush out.
"You're following me." An Sheng walked ahead, staring at the rushing ghost. When the ghost was about five meters away from him, the dagger in his hand finally moved.
The dagger carried a blade of light like Changhong. The blade of light blocked the ghosts in the tide, and immediately rushed to the front row of ghosts to cut them off. Several ghosts in the back were impacted and their bodies were The shock drifted backwards.
The might of a blow might seem powerful, but Zhou Wen could not help frowning. Ansheng's edge, if it was replaced by an ordinary legendary creature, I was afraid that he would be killed.
But now this blow, but only the three or four ghosts in the front, and that is just ordinary legendary ghosts, obviously the strength of Ansheng's damage to the ghosts is not good.
Just in a flash, the ghost army drowned Zhou Wen and attacked from all directions.
An Sheng rushed in front, Alai and Li Xuan left and right to protect the two wings, Zhou Wen stayed in the end, Zhang Yuzhi was killed because of pets, his foot was injured, and he walked in the middle to prevent occasional leaks. .
An Sheng's gaze was cold, his dagger kept waving, and wherever the blade of light went, even the ghost was cut off by the body, killing a path in the tide-like ghost, and taking Zhou Wen to charge forward.
The thunder sword wielding in Li Xuan's hand, although the effect of thunder and lightning on the ghost bride is limited, but for these ordinary ghosts, the effect is quite constant.
And his invincible invincible skill seems to have a certain effect on ghosts. Although he can not directly kill ghosts like An Sheng, he also cuts the ghosts next to him.
Alai's situation is quite strange. He is obviously a little afraid, and he seems to have not practiced special fighting skills. It seems that he has no blessings of vitality skills, but his fist hits the ghost, and he can blow the ghost out. Several ghosts were almost blown away by him.
"Li Xuan is right, Alai really has strong power." Zhou Wen was relatively relaxed. Hearing was right in front of him, and a ghost rushed in. Hearing just rushed up like a streamer. The ghost that hit was flying away.
Zhou Wen switched the vitality tactics to a small Prajna Sutra, and a ghost with a leaking net rushed over and hit it directly. He found that there was a little Prajna Sutra blessing of vigor and hit the ghost, just like hitting a living creature. , Smash the ghost's head directly.
"The Little Prajna Sutra really has the effect of restraining ghosts." Zhou Wen's mind settled a lot. According to their current situation, if only these ghost army blocked the road, they should be able to rush out.
But when Zhou Wen's eyes fell on the mouth of the black-lacquered red lacquer coffin, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.
An Sheng led the people to rush forward all the way. I didn't know how many ghosts were killed along the way. Many ghost crystals fell on the ground, but no one had time to pick them up.
I heard that he liked the crystals of these ghosts very much. His body was like lightning, and he swallowed those crystals directly into his stomach. The killer even rose, and he did not wait for Zhou Wen's orders to kill the nearby ghosts.
It is too strong against ghosts. Legendary ghosts are basically one paw, and those ghosts have no ability to resist in front of it.
Five people kept rushing and killing in the ghost tide, and they were close to the coffin.
Perhaps it was stimulated by Zhou Wen and others to kill the ghost, the mouth of the red paint coffin exuding black gas trembled violently. When Zhou Wen was less than ten meters away from the coffin, the coffin cover suddenly opened. A hand reached out from the coffin and pressed against the edge of the coffin.
It was just as pale as snow, with slender fingers, as if skinned with bones, but the nails were silver, long and pointed, like sharp edges.
And the black gas in that hand seemed to be radiating.
Zhou Wen's heart was dark and An Sheng's look was very dignified. Several people continued to rush forward without a word.
The ghost's hand pressed firmly on the coffin, and a figure slowly stood up. It was a man with white hair and black armor, wearing black armor all over his body, and even a ghostly mask on his face. With the presence of black gas, there seems to be a strange charm in the strangeness.
The body of the black-haired and white-haired ghost in the coffin slowly floated up, staring at Luan and An Sheng, and the next moment, like a teleportation, appeared in front of An Sheng. The silver nails on the ghost's hand were like Five sharp daggers pierced Anson's head directly.
An Sheng's response was also extremely fast. The dagger slammed upward, and the blade of the rainbow fell on the ghost's hand.
"Retreat." An Sheng looked calmly, Shen Sheng said.
Zhou Wen and Li Xuan both knew that something was awful. Behind them were the yin and yang boundary monuments. If they stepped back, they would retreat into the yin and yang boundary.
An Shengming knew that this would also make them retreat. Obviously, he encountered a very serious problem. It should be that he was not sure that he could defeat the black-haired white-haired ghost.
Without saying a word, Zhou Wen rushed back with his uncle listening, and Li Xuan, Alai, and Zhang Yuzhi also followed closely.
An Sheng did not retreat ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Holding a dagger, his eyes fixed on the black-haired white-haired ghost.
The black armored and white-haired ghost also looked at An Sheng. The black gas on his body became more and more obvious. The other ghosts seemed to see An Sheng suddenly.
An Sheng's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, a strange light and shadow rising up at his body at the same time, as if a great demon descended on him, the purple light seems to dye his body purple.
Huh!
Zhou Wen only heard the horrific explosion of power coming from An Sheng. I saw a ghost rising there, with strange purple light in the middle. I don't know how many ghosts were broken.
But there were too many ghosts. I still do n’t know how many ghosts rushed towards them. Without Ansheng to withstand most of the ghost's impact, their condition immediately became worse.
Although listening can restrain ghosts, it is only a legendary pet after all. It can only kill one ghost at a time, and has no group skills. When it kills a ghost, more ghosts are thrown up.