However, although several people were very interested in avoiding their edge and escaping the attacks of the ghost soldiers, there was a realistic question in front of them. Where should they escape?

The dense drum beats that came into their ears were very strange, as if they were coming from all directions. They didn't know which direction they came from, and they couldn't know how to choose the right path to avoid them.

If you make the right choice, you may be able to escape, but if you make the wrong choice and directly hit the ghost soldier head-on, it is equivalent to delivering food to others and falling into the trap.

As for the fact that it was already too late to run away when the Yin soldiers appeared through the passage.

Xu Tingyun and Gan Mingfeng have both investigated this kind of ghost situation, which is extremely strange, and it is better not to see it. Once it falls into sight, it is impossible to run away again, but it will accelerate your death.

The reason why the two of them survived back then was that there were many masters at that time, and everyone ran away in dispersion. How could a few people escape by chance? Gan Mingfeng and Xu Tingyun were one of them.

Secondly, they each have their own means, at least they can protect their bodies under the impact of the Yin evil energy.

Among them, only Meng Zhao is most confident. As long as he wears the armor of Emperor Yu, any evil spirit in any situation will be destroyed by him, and it will never threaten his life.

Even if you don’t show your trump card, Meng Zhao can practice martial arts with ease.

Gan Mingfeng put all his hopes on Meng Zhao at this time and said to him,

"Junior brother, what do you think? In which direction do we have to escape to avoid this disaster?"

If only Meng Zhao himself was, he would probably come forward with great excitement and carefully study the so-called secrets in the Yin Soldiers' Trail, because this not only broadens his horizons, but also is also a kind of cultivation and deepening of his own heritage, which is very beneficial to martial arts practice.

Now that he has these burdens, he naturally cannot act willfully. After thinking about it, he will still guide the way.

"Walking west, there are death energy on the other three sides, only this direction is angry, but I suspect that this may also be the illusion left by the strange ghost, because it is very similar to the three circumferences mentioned in the art of war."

The so-called three circumferences and one circumvents means that when one side attacks the enemy, whether it has the ability to wipe out the enemy completely, it must leave a way out for the enemy to reduce the opponent's resistance and thus reduce its own losses.

However, the Yin Ling may have given a wrong prompt to ambush in the so-called life path.

"This, okay, then go west. Everyone should pay attention to protecting the formation. If you encounter an abnormality, you should inform each other immediately. At this time of crisis, everyone is a person on the same boat. You should no longer fight on your own and have ulterior motives."

Xu Tingyun made a quick decision, and the drum beats were getting closer and closer. It seemed that there was still a faint sound of horse hooves placing on the ground and wheels rolling, as if thousands of troops were about to come and had to make a decision.

So everyone followed Meng Zhao's instructions and marched westward one after another.

We have overcome all obstacles along the way and set off a road in a rugged and steep forest that seems very dangerous.

The drum beats in his ears gradually disappeared, and everyone thought they had escaped the crisis of the ghost soldiers.

Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, the violent drumbeat sounded again, and it was much more rapid and louder than before.

The drum beats had a unique rhythm and power, causing everyone's true energy to run around in their bodies and their blood to surge.

If it were an ordinary acquired martial artist, he would probably have been shocked to death by just hearing the drum beats.

And they are all innate first-class, even strong masters, with many resistance and strong protection for themselves.

I just feel a little uncomfortable, but I won’t lose my life completely or be seriously injured.

Wu Chen looked at Meng Zhao with some anger. He said that there was a way to live in the west, but now it seems that there is no way to live in the future. It is clearly a dead end. Now, maybe you have to use the means to put the bottom of the box.

Peng Haibing's eyes flashed and thought to himself, if these guys were killed, they might be able to use their bodies to do some work and refine some corpse puppets, which could also play a significant role.

Although Gan Mingfeng was also worried, he knew that Meng Zhao was here and could support him no matter how much he knew, so he would not have to wait for death two years ago, except by luck.

Before everyone could discuss how to deal with it, it was like a strong white mist from all directions, like a wave of water.

The fog is moist, and at first glance it looks very similar to the white fog in the climate. However, if you look closely, you will find that there are shadows standing in the white fog. I don’t know if it’s just an illusion, an illusion, or something.

Wu Chen's eyes moved and he took out a living thing from the cloth bag around his waist. It was not a fist monkey, but a furry little mouse. He threw it hard and smashed it into the white mist that was approaching them.

Next, we saw a thrilling scene. The mouse directly corroded and air-dried at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a tiny frame of bones and fell to the ground, but did not pass through the white fog as common sense.

It seemed that the white mist was not real mist, but a shield standing on the block, with the power that could corrode all flesh and blood.

"What should I do? Have you tried it? Everyone?"

At this time, Min Tao sucked the air in big mouthfuls. There were two tiny vortexes between his nose, and he even held a determination that he would rather be broken than be a complete one.

"It's impossible to fight. Brother Xiao Meng, do you have a way to use the treasure behind you to stop the ghost soldier?"

Xu Tingyun finally asked Meng Zhao for help. He knew that this mysterious young man was absolutely extraordinary, and might even be hidden deeper than anyone else present.

At this time of crisis, he felt that the other party would also use his trump card to retain a little vitality.

Of course, the most important thing is that he did not see any negative emotions such as anxiety, panic, despair, etc. from Meng Zhao's face and eyes.

Meng Zhao had some, still calm and indifferent, as if he had no emotions, only pure reason.

And there is no one who is not afraid of death. Since they are afraid of death and are not afraid and despair, there is a high probability that they still feel that they will not die.

It is precisely based on this observation and judgment that Xu Tingyun believes that this young man named Xiao Meng should have a way to help them escape this disaster.

Wu Chen and Min Tao did not really understand until this time that the terrible part of Lishou Mountain was never known to anyone, and the ferocious beasts, poisonous insects, and more of these strange things that could not be more weird.

Of course, the two of them also knew that Meng Zhao had the so-called treasure protection and had a high hope.

Meng Zhao nodded, and was about to open up the evil catastrophe. He used the evil soldiers and evil catastrophe to swallow all these evil spirits, turning them into his own foundation, spirituality, and enhancing the power of the evil soldiers, but his eyelids suddenly jumped wildly.

A strange feeling also surged in my heart.
Chapter completed!