Chapter 98: One Gourd of Yin Feng Hundred Thousand Soldiers

The entire Hu Tiger Camp had already fallen down at this time, and the sounds were everywhere. Yi Chu, who was sitting alone in the middle, was extremely awake at this time. Seeing the old brothers lying around there, Yi Chu felt very moved.

If you don’t get drunk, you used to be drunk, Yi Chu also had this kind of hope in his heart. But now, if you don’t get drunk, Yi Chu missed the dizzy feeling of drunkenness. But now, if you want to make him Yi Chu drunk, how can you do these mortal wine?

The energy is full of energy and the spirit is full of energy and the sleep is full of energy. Yi Chu, who has cultivated to the peak of the ninth grade, can instantly resolve the alcoholic spirit on his body with the true power in his body.

Holding the wine bowl, he kicked Fang Shaoyun, who was already unconscious on the table, and Yi Chu smiled. He picked up the wine bowl and flew out of the tiger camp. The blue sword light wrapped around his body the moment he flew up.

Although the guards at Huyang Pass were still rigorous, no matter how tight the guards were, for Yi Chu, they were just decorations. In just a moment, Yi Chu flew out of Huyang Pass and came to a flat ground outside the pass.

Although the sky is bright and the stars are sparse at this time, there are still gusts of cold wind in this area. The world is far away. Under the blowing of this gust of cold wind, salads, salads, and sounds that are oozing in the heart and lungs are constantly ringing in the void.

Not to mention the night, few people come to this area even during the day. However, Yi Chu is extremely familiar with this area. On this open space of less than ten square kilometers, he and his brothers rushed here for three days and three nights, with blood flowing into a river and corpses everywhere.

However, the reason why this place became what it is today is not just because of Yi Chu and his team's battle, but because, since it was a huge battlefield thousands of years ago.

The battlefield, a place where military strategists must fight for, a battlefield where people are bleeding. When you come to this battlefield and feel the coldness in this battlefield, Yi Chu was silent.

Under the moonlight, in the fog, a stream of cool and bone-wrenching wind blew. Yi Chu seemed to see countless comrades buried here, walking towards him. The fog that covered the sky and the sun was like countless flags floating between the sky and the earth.

He lowered his head and drank the wine in his hand. Yi Chu turned his head and prepared to leave. But the moment he was about to leave, the black gourd placed under his ribs suddenly rose into the air, and the lid of the gourd suddenly opened automatically!

Countless evil winds were whistling, just like a long river returning to the sea. Suddenly, they whizzed rapidly through the desert wilderness and rushed towards the black gourd! As soon as these evil winds reached the mouth of the gourd, they disappeared without a trace. The gloomy and terrifying evil wind, in just a moment, all of them were sank into the black gourd!

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, as bright as daylight. The howling and screaming cold wind also disappeared without a trace.

After gently taking the black gourd, Yi Chu's expression changed. At this moment, he felt that the gourd was much heavier! Could it be that it was because the gourd absorbed the cold wind that it became so heavy?

While pondering, Yi Chu came to a valley like lightning. He gently released the blood-breaking beads, and Yi Chu sat cross-legged beside the black gourd.

The golden figure in Yi Chu's heart instantly entered the black gourd. The moment he entered the gourd, Yi Chu felt that the space inside the gourd was many times larger than before.

One by one, they stood in the gourd without a trace of consciousness. These bodies were much worse than the souls of the cultivators that Yi Chu had recovered before, but their number was quite considerable, so many that Yi Chu could not calculate.

There are too many, really too many. Looking at the familiar or unfamiliar military uniforms on these indifferent figures, Yi Chu's mind moved his mind and suddenly realized the origin of these people.

These are all ghosts, all the ghosts who died in battle on the battlefield. I wonder if they are too resentful. They have not dissipated yet, and they are all taken into the gourd space by the black gourd.

Can so many ghosts be refined into pills? Yi Chu, who was thinking in his heart, looked at the ghosts, as if he saw red pills the size of rice grains, covering the floor.

These soldiers were too weak, and even if they were refined into pills, they were of no use. As their thoughts flashed, Yi Chu was about to open the gourd and release all these ghosts so that they could continue to die here, when the white figure, which seemed to be a shock, suddenly appeared in the endless hidden wind!

The appearance of the figure in white clothes did not suck all the ghosts away like before, but appeared among these ghosts.

Eighteen movements were still eighteen movements. After these eighteen movements, the white sound and shadow were exerted twice, and then slowly disappeared into the endless ghost.

With the first experience, Yi Chu's golden divine consciousness began to dance with the figure, but these eighteen movements did not make the figure more solid.

Seventeen, Eighteen. At the moment when the eighteenth movement was completed, Yi Chu, who thought there was no use, was about to give up, his mental power suddenly rushed out in all directions!

As this spiritual power rushed out, Yi Chu felt that all the ghosts in his divine mind were actually under his control at this time!

"Formation." Yi Chu, who had a divine thought, suddenly remembered the formation in the military camp. When the divine thoughts of the divine warriors turned, he wanted to use these soldiers to practice.

As soon as all the soldiers' ghosts appeared in Yi Chu's divine consciousness, they rushed towards their nearest position in a regular manner. After only a while of effort, this was the soldiers' ghosts, which actually formed a murderous military formation.

"Crush", Yi Chu, whose divine thoughts turned, passed his commands to the hearts of countless soldiers through divine thoughts. At the moment when divine thoughts flashed, the countless soldiers rushed up in the space of the demon gourd.

Looking at these soldiers who were rushing around, Yi Chu felt that their strength was still very weak, and every soul was not even comparable to ordinary soldiers. However, so many soldiers attacked together was enough to bring people a great shock!

Among the crowd of people who were hit, Yi Chu felt that he had become a member of the soldiers in the impact. Feeling the surging murderous intent, Yi Chu suddenly had an idea in his mind, that would be great if the soldiers in the gourd could be pulled out!

Countless evil winds rushed out of the black gourd as Yi Chu's divine thoughts turned, and the endless dark clouds instantly covered the star bright moon tightly. A stream of solemn aura kept floating in the dark clouds!

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