605: C605 The Ghost Soldiers Borrowed the Way

C605 The Ghost Soldiers Borrowed the Way

"They're coming..."

Shen Qingfeng looked in one direction and murmured.

"Who? Who's here..."

Xu Zhou had just sent the little flower boy away when he heard Shen Qingfeng sigh. However, after carefully checking the surroundings, he did not find any obvious abnormalities.

However, when he followed Shen Qingfeng's gaze, the expression on his face gradually froze. A black fog appeared in the night sky. Even the moonlight could not penetrate it. A towering door was faintly visible in it.

"That is..."

He finally found the source of the uneasiness in his heart. There were countless evil spirits carved on the door, and it was unknown what material it was made of. It was completely black, and it gave off a desolate aura.

"Jiya..."

The door slowly opened and the sound of horse hooves could be heard. Figures wearing armor walked out from the fog. There were so many of them that one could not see the end of them.

Their path happened to be the street where Shen Qingfeng and Xu Zhou were. When they reached the end of the street, they disappeared. They did not know where their destination was.

"Ghost soldiers have crossed the border!? Why... This is not Fengdu, and today is not the Mid-Yuan Festival..."

Xu Zhou felt a strong wave of ghost energy rushing over, and he quickly retreated with the old man who was in a deep sleep. He held a horsetail whisk in his hand and was on guard. These ghost soldiers had discovered their existence. But this seemed to be a disciplined team of J. The soul fire in the skull of the skeleton sparkled. Then, they continued to follow the large group without any delay.

This kind of scene was truly too inconceivable. A powerful soul of death like the spectral soldiers was not inferior to ordinary cultivators. If they ran out of the Netherworld, they would definitely do evil everywhere according to their nature. How could they be so obedient?

"Truly spectacular! Who is controlling behind the scenes, truly generous..."

Shen Qingfeng placed the Spiritual Sense at its largest. He discovered that there was a place with dense ghost energy a hundred miles away. There was more than one place where ghost soldiers passed by. As for the exact number of ghost soldiers, it was impossible to calculate.

This was definitely someone controlling it from behind the scenes. With so many ghost soldiers, it could easily pacify any major power in the mortal world. There was no lack of Tribulation Stage thousand-year ghosts among them. Perhaps, some Deification Rank ghosts would be born.

Who was in control of such a powerful force? And where was their destination?

Decaying armor, tattered flags, the soul flame in the skull of the skeleton fluttering. Other than the monotonous sound of footsteps, there was no other sound in the entire street. The ghost soldiers crossed the border for an hour, and countless skeleton soldiers disappeared at the end of the street. No one knew where they went.

It was only when the sky was about to brighten that the gate slowly closed. This phenomenon finally disappeared.

"This is too strange. The ghost soldiers will only pass through places with dense ghost energy. When the Ghost Gate opens, it will only coincide with the real world in a very small number of situations... But this is the Yanjing! How could such a thing happen?"

Xu Zhou stretched his wrist. He had been in a highly tensed state for the past two hours. He felt that his muscles were aching a little. Although he was a genius of Dao, he was also familiar with all kinds of secret manuals of the Abnormal Human Research Institute, but he still couldn't figure it out.

There was a Dragon Artery under the Yanjing, and logically speaking, it had a conflict with the ghost energy. Why did the Ghost Gate open in this place?

"With such a large scale, there must be an unspeakable purpose behind it. Perhaps we will receive the news in a few days' time."

Shen Qingfeng did not tell Xu Zhou that there was more than one place where the ghost soldiers passed through. Although the ghost soldiers' individual strength was not considered strong, even if they were to go on an expedition to the western world... It was estimated that they would be able to trample Light Holy Pope under their feet.

"Sigh, I hope nothing bad will happen. Recently, there have been too many demons and devils appearing. Even top sects like the Shaolin Temple have closed their doors..."

"But we are the Abnormal Human Research Institute. We have to stand at the front line. There is no way out..."

Xu Zhou sighed. This was not something he should worry about. The situation just now was actually very dangerous. Once the army of ghouls went crazy... With his cultivation base, he might be defeated within a few minutes, and all his blood essence would be devoured. Fortunately, the Yin Soldiers had strict rules.

"I... Where am I..."

The vendor slowly woke up. His eyes were filled with confusion. Shen Qingfeng's spell had made him forget what happened last night. Otherwise, he would have been scared out of his wits at such an old age.

"Sir, business was good last night. The income was a few hundred dollars, but your body seemed to be unable to take it! I fell asleep just now. "

Shen Qingfeng said to him with a smile.0

"Eh? There are really more than 300 of them. Strange, I can't even remember what happened last night. Why are they selling so much? Could it be that some customers are looking for the wrong money?"

The old man counted the bills in his pocket. The wrinkles on his face deepened a lot. His voice last night was surprisingly good. It seemed that the turnover today was several times better than usual!

The sky had just begun to brighten. The main consumers had just woken up and Big-head was still behind them.

"Well, thank you so much. If you hadn't woken me up, I might have been frozen on the street."

He thanked Shen Qingfeng and Xu Zhou. He took out a red note from his pocket and wanted to give it to them. Nowadays, people were not old. Who would dare to help an old man?

The two young men woke him up very easily. It was only right to give him some rewards.

"No need, but health is the most important asset. Sir, don't work too hard in the future."

Shen Qingfeng waved his hand and exchanged a few words with the old man before leaving with Xu Zhou.

"Tonight is really a bumpy night! If this continues, I'm afraid we won't even have a chance to drink."

Xu Zhou could not help sighing on the way back. He casually put his shirt on his shoulder. Under the moonlight, his face, which was more delicate than a woman, had a kind of lustre.

As a cultivator, especially those above the heavenly tribulation, the feeling was often very accurate.

"Don't worry! Next time, I'll definitely drink to my heart's content. Right, where is Senior Nangong now? Is he safe? "

Shen Qingfeng wasn't that obsessed with wine in this life. In fact, he rarely drank, and only when he met an old friend would he drink to his heart's content.

He met the old man at the stall tonight. He suddenly remembered Nangong Changan. After losing his sword cultivation, Nangong Changan started to travel. He did not know which corner of the Huaxia Great Land he had come to.

"The old dean doesn't like us sending people to follow him. He said it was a waste of resources. He should be safe now, but I don't know exactly where he is."

Xu Zhou shook his head. He had been obedient to Nangong Changan since he was young. Naturally, he wouldn't dare disobey the orders of the old dean. All the people who were responsible for protecting ___ had been evacuated. Nangong Changan was now free to comprehend the true meaning of the sword without any restraints.

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