Zuo Shuchang Mengwu landed on the ground, turned over and laughed like a stranger, and reached out to Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Dear guest, please, my lord is here to invite me!"

Fang Xiaoyu thought that he would knock the other party to the ground, and the other party would definitely be angry. The next one was a group of military souls surrounding him, but he never expected that the other party would react like this.

A little stunned, Fang Xiaoyu said in confusion: "Who are you?"

Meng Wu nodded, reached out and signaled Fang Xiaoyu to follow him.

Looking at the military spirits divided into two rows, arranged neatly and in a neat manner, Fang Xiaoyu sighed softly, since the other party invited him, there is nothing he should hesitate about, just follow him and take a look. Anyway, if the other party forced him to invite him, he wouldn't be able to escape.

Following Meng Wu, Fang Xiaoyu said to Meng Wu: "I don't know the general's name."

Mengwu Dao: "The last general Mengwu, Zuo Shuchangjie"

Fang Xiaoyu immediately bowed and said, "Xiaoyu below, I have met Meng Wu Zuo Shuchang."

Meng Wu is indeed a soldier. Even though he turned into a military spirit, he still adheres to the style of a soldier, with a cold face and almost no regard for Fang Xiaoyu.

Soon Fang Xiaoyu saw a temple in front of him appear, which is the famous skeleton temple within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The Skull Temple was built to commemorate the Lord Bai Qi of Wu'an. It has been reduced for thousands of years and has been repaired several times. Now it seems quite dilapidated.

Fang Xiaoyu was very confused. What the other party brought him here to do, and vaguely guessed the identity of the Junhou.

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't figure out which Junhou could command these military souls on this ancient battlefield in Changping.

Just when Fang Xiaoyu was confused, the void suddenly fluctuated. Fang Xiaoyu only felt that the ruined temple in front of him had changed. The ruined temple disappeared, and the one that appeared in front of him was a military camp.

The military camp was neat and you could see teams of military souls wearing armor and halberds to patrol the camp. Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but be stunned.

Where is this place? Why does it change before my eyes and appear in such a strange place?

At this moment, Meng Wu spoke, "Mr. Fang, please follow me to pay homage to you."

Fang Xiaoyu followed Meng Wu and passed through camps. Fang Xiaoyu looked at the entire military camp and estimated the number of military souls in the military camp.

Because he had commanded the army, after roughly understanding the construction of the military camp, Fang Xiaoyu quickly calculated the approximate number of military souls in the military camp.

"Between 20,000 and 30,000"

After Fang Xiaoyumo calculated the approximate number of military souls, he was extremely surprised. The military soul of any 100-man team could kill him on the spot. There were tens of thousands of military souls in the military camp in front of him. I am afraid that the entire Maoshan Sect, more than a dozen senior brothers of Uncle Ninth, would not have any waves, and would be killed by the military souls.

You should know that it has been thousands of years since then, and the military souls will definitely be damaged. Even so, it is incredible that there are still tens of thousands of military souls gathered here.

Soon a very eye-catching handsome tent appeared in Fang Xiaoyu's sight, and two golden-armored generals stood at the entrance of the handsome tent with long spears in their hands. Fang Xiaoyu looked at each other and felt a great pressure.

The strength of these two Golden Armor generals is definitely above him. If you really do it, you may not be any of them.

Fang Xiaoyu was not very depressed. The other party was an old ghost who had been around for thousands of years. If he didn't even have this little strength, he would have dissipated between heaven and earth long ago.

At this time, Fang Xiaoyu was even more curious about who was in the handsome tent.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Xiaoyu lifted the curtain and walked into the handsome tent. In an instant, Fang Xiaoyu's blood seemed to have frozen. A wave of evil aura soared into the sky came towards him. Fang Xiaoyu suddenly felt like he saw endless corpses and blood.

Compared with the iron-blooded evil aura that he condensed into almost the same killing aura as the other party's body, it is simply a big mistake.

Sitting in front of him, holding a military book, was a general with a slightly gray hair of about fifty years. The other party just glanced at Fang Xiaoyu, and Fang Xiaoyu was completely lost. At this time, Fang Xiaoyu was like a fish on the chopping board, and the other party killed whatever he wanted.

When the other party took his gaze back, Fang Xiaoyu's almost stagnant mind slowly recovered, but even so, Fang Xiaoyu still looked at the other party with lingering fear.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Fang Xiaoyu stepped forward and bowed: "Xiaoyu below, I have seen you."

Although I don’t know the other party’s specific identity, since Meng Wu said that Jun Hou met before, the extraordinary general in front of me must be Jun Hou as Meng Wu said.

Bai Qi put down the military book in his hand, and a slightly stiff smile appeared on his tough cheek, and he pointed casually and said, "Sit!"

Fang Xiaoyu felt uncontrollable under the words of the other party, and just sat next to him.

Bai Qi looked at Fang Xiaoyu and said, "I haven't introduced it yet. I am Wu'an Jun Bai Qi. You can call me Wu'an Jun."

"What"

Fang Xiaoyu jumped up suddenly, her face full of shock, and she looked at the general who was only about a meter in front of him, and her head was a little confused. The other party was actually Bai Qi, Wu'an Jun. Throughout history, the only one who was named Wu'an Jun was the first god of killing in the ages.

Fang Xiaoyu had many speculations about the other party's identity, but he never expected that the other party would be Wu'an Jun Bai Qi, the fierce and famous god of killing.

Seeing Fang Xiaoyu's reaction in his eyes, Bai Qi said lightly: "Do you feel very shocked?"

Fang Xiaoyu finally suppressed his mind, which was stormy and smirked when he heard this, and said, "It's not just shock, it's simply unbelievable. According to legend, wasn't Jun Hou killed by King Zhaoxiang to death by Gaoyou?"

Bai Qi looked up at Fang Xiaoyu, and only felt a sense of fuzzy in his heart when he looked at Fang Xiaoyu. At this time, Bai Qi said, "Yes, the king ordered me to die, and I will naturally accept the order."

Fang Xiaoyu looked at Bai Qi with some surprise. How could Bai Qi, who just committed suicide in Gaoyou, appear in Changping? Something was wrong.

As if he saw Fang Xiaoyu's doubts, Bai Qi said, "Have you noticed the strangeness of Changping Land along the way?"

Fang Xiaoyu lowered his head and pondered, and looked up and said, "If there is anything strange, then we can only say that the iron-blooded evil spirits surged into the sky in Changping. There is also only the Qin army's military soul, but no Zhao army's military soul appeared. In theory, the Zhao army died the most in battle in the Battle of Changping, and it shouldn't be impossible for a Zhao army to see."

Bai Qi looked at Fang Xiaoyu with admiration and said, "In the past, the Japanese king killed 400,000 Zhao soldiers here. These soldiers were so vicious that they turned into military souls after their death. Many masters in the Qin Dynasty were unable to suppress them, so I killed myself and died, and my body was sent here to cast magic circles to suppress hundreds of thousands of Zhao soldiers' souls."

Fang Xiaoyu was so shocking and secretly heard, his eyes wide open. If such a secret was not from Bai Qi's mouth, Fang Xiaoyu would never believe that Bai Qi was sentenced to death because the Qin Dynasty needed Bai Qi to suppress hundreds of thousands of resentful military souls in Changping.

After all, hundreds of thousands of soldiers who were deceived and killed. After death, they were so angry that they turned into military souls. If there was no strong character suppression, they would inevitably cause harm to the world.

No one is more suitable than Bai Qi, so Bai Qi appeared here, commanding the military spirits of the Great Qin army and suppressing the military spirits of the Great Zhao for thousands of years.

Bai Qi stared at Fang Xiaoyu and said, "What's wrong with you coming to Changping? If you want to release the soul of the Great Zhao army, don't blame me for being ruthless. For thousands of years, there have been no less than a hundred evil ways under my sword."

Fang Xiaoyu felt a murderous aura coming to his face. The pure murderous aura made Fang Xiaoyu shudder, and his soul trembled at it and shouted: "Jun Hou has misunderstood. I am indeed here for military souls, but I am not trying to release those military souls of the Great Zhao."

Bai Qi was still staring at him and Fang Xiaoyu mustered up the courage and looked directly at Bai Qi and said, "I think the hundreds of thousands of military souls are also a big trouble for Jun Hou. If I have a way to help Jun Hou relieve the trouble, I don't know if Jun Hou..."

Bai Qi shouted, "Tell me, as you said, the Zhao army's military spirit has become more and more irritable over the years. Even I, I, cannot guarantee how long it will be able to suppress them if this continues. If you have any good solutions, just come. As long as it is effective, I, I, will definitely not hesitate to reward them."

Fang Xiaoyu smiled slightly and said, "If the Great Zhao army spirit can be reduced by 30,000 or 20,000 yuan, can you greatly reduce the pressure on Junhou?"

Bai Qi raised his eyebrows and said, "What a big tone, that's tens of thousands of military souls. Even if I am the one who is in charge, it will be difficult to erase them. Don't tell me that you can subdue tens of thousands of military souls."

At this time, Fang Xiaoyu had no other way than to hope that the 100,000 ghost soldiers could subdue the military souls, so he could only take a gamble. If he succeeded, it would definitely not be difficult to conquer tens of thousands of military souls with the help of Bai Qi's power.

Of course, if you fail, you will have a great chance of being torn to pieces by the angry Bai Qi.

He encouraged himself in his heart, Fang Xiaoyu regretted why he hadn't found a ghost before and tried the specific effect of the 100,000 ghost war technique, but now he has no confidence in his heart.

Bai Qi stared at Fang Xiaoyu for a while, and suddenly ordered: "Come on, I will detain one of the Zhao army's souls for me. I hope it will be useful."

Suddenly, there was a voice outside the commander's tent.

Fang Xiaoyu's heart became a little nervous and was about to verify the effect of the 100,000 ghost soldiers. He could only hope that the 100,000 ghost soldiers could allow practitioners to control the 100,000 ghost soldiers as described in the secret technique.

The Qin army was very efficient. In less than a cup of tea, Fang Xiaoyu saw the curtain being opened. One of the two golden-armored generals who had previously guarded the commander's tent walked into the commander's tent with a military soul.

The golden-armored general looked solemn. The Great Zhao army soul that was captured by him was obviously blinded by his resentment and roared randomly. Or Bai Qi had a deep impression of these Great Zhao soldiers. As a result, when he saw Bai Qi, the Great Zhao army soul became even more crazy.

However, the military soul could not make any waves in the hands of the golden-armored general, and was blocked by a evil spirit and threw it in front of Fang Xiaoyu.

Bai Qi said lightly: "I hope you can give me a surprise, so that I will give you a big gift, otherwise..."

Fang Xiaoyu didn't say much. Bai Qi was not a good person. In the Warring States Period, there were no less than one million soldiers who died directly and indirectly at his hands. Compared with the population of that era, it was almost the death rate of hundreds of millions of people in modern society.

It is easy to say the 100,000 ghost warcraft, and it is difficult to say it is difficult to say it is difficult. If you practice the 100,000 ghost warcraft, it is simple. It only takes a drop of essence and blood to refine each ghost.

But if you want to control tens of thousands or even more ghosts, you must have a treasure that suppresses ghosts to carry many ghosts.

The stronger the treasure, the more ghosts you can control.

There are not many treasures in Fang Xiaoyu's hands, but there is actually one treasure suitable for practicing 100,000 ghost warfare techniques, which is the Nine Dragon Seal where Lei Tingting lives.

The Nine Dragon Seal is a rare treasure in a world and is definitely not comparable to ordinary treasures. Now Fang Xiaoyu wants to use the Nine Dragon Seal to refine the Zhao army's military soul in front of him.

When the Nine Dragon Seal appeared in Fang Xiaoyu's hand, Bai Qi, who had been sitting there, suddenly trembled slightly, and his eyes looked at the Golden Dragon Seal, showing a bit of solemnity and fear.

A mouthful of essence and blood was sprayed on the Nine Dragon Seal. Fang Xiaoyu pinched the spiritual skills in his hands, held the Nine Dragon Seal between his eyebrows with both hands, and his mental power invaded the Nine Dragon Seal in a mysterious way.

Soon a halo was filled with the Nine Dragon Seal, which was soft and made Fang Xiaoyu look like a god.

Fang Xiaoyu only felt that when he turned the Nine Dragon Seal into a military talisman to control ghost soldiers according to the secret method recorded in the 100,000 ghost soldiers, the connection between him and the Nine Dragon Seal suddenly deepened a lot. Just holding the Nine Dragon Seal, he felt that he could control Lei Tingting's life and death.

After all, Lei Tingting's foundation is on the Nine Dragon Seal. It is said that Lei Tingting's nature has great similarities with raising ghosts. It can even be said that Lei Tingting is the first ghost that Fang Xiaoyu cultivated with the Nine Dragon Seal by practicing 100,000 ghost warfare skills.

Of course, Fang Xiaoyu could not treat Lei Tingting the same as those ghosts. Lei Tingting, who practices the Taiyin ghost nerves, will definitely become a ghost body in the future, and may not be able to escape the control of the Nine Dragon Seal.

As the Nine Dragon Seal turned into a ghost-raising treasure, Fang Xiaoyu thought about it and saw the Nine Dragon Seal floating above the soul of the Great Zhao army. The Nine Dragon Seal sprinkled a pillar of light, as if to pull it into the inner space of the Nine Dragon Seal, but the other party was actually repelling this traction force.

Under the light column, a wisp of black smoke floated from the soul of the Great Zhao army. This black smoke was the resentment towards the Great Qin condensed in the soul of the Great Zhao army. The resentment dissipated, and the soul of the Great Zhao army returned to its clear and bright color. Then it no longer resisted the gravity from the Nine Dragon Seal and disappeared in an instant.
Chapter completed!