The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 325: Deadly Encirclement

The first round of salvos from the Shen Ji cannon all landed in different spots.

But after calibration, the second salvo was very accurate.

They were aiming at the front of the ghost army. The effective killing range of each shell was one hundred meters. The combination of the evil-breaking golden light and the thorns could kill most of the ghost soldiers and some low-level ghost generals.

Then, the shells moved forward at a speed of fifty meters at a time. Although it was not standard, it was visible to the naked eye.

If we use professional terminology, this is called "Xu Jin Danmu". Even if the evil ghost general is not dead, the second damage will follow, and if you escape slowly, you will be killed without a trace.

Of course, there were also ghost generals who seized the opportunity, either leaping into the air or slashing out ghost blades in an attempt to destroy the shells.

Of course there is an effect, but it is really not that great, and it may even damage a larger area.

This is because the evil-destroying golden light that exploded in mid-air had a much wider killing range than after it landed on the ground. It was like a bunch of exploding small suns, and within the area covered by the light, only the howling of ghosts and wolves remained.

The only place that can remain fearless and unscathed is naturally the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal City.

The surging ghost energy turned into a protective shield, blocking the attack of the shells. Although it was also burned by the evil-breaking golden light, it had almost no effect.

However, the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal obviously would not allow humans to attack him like this. Standing at the bow, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes. He slowly raised his hands and chanted an ancient spell.

As a result, the leaden clouds in the sky became thicker and heavier, and even formed tornadoes that poured down.

The Eight Desolate Ghost Immortals controlled these netherworld forces, turning them into a surging sea of ​​clouds, blocking the ghost army.

When a shell falls into it, it will explode in a very short time as if it were corroded.

Balls of evil-destroying golden light exploded, like torches that lit up and then went out, and were corroded by the swarming power of the underworld.

Although the evil-breaking golden light can restrain the power of the underworld, you have to consider quantity while paying attention to quality.

There is too much power of the Netherworld, so much that even the evil-breaking golden light cannot consume it.

But the human race also has a solution.

Behind the hill, in the center of the army, on the newly built platform for reviewing generals, Zuo Qiutong, dressed in armor, stood upright, staring intently at the light screen in front of him.

Standing in his position, there were too many obstructions and he could not see the battlefield, but in front of him, there were water mirrors placed on the ground.

With the magic power connected, a projection appeared on the water mirror, showing the situation on the battlefield.

To be precise, there are sixteen water mirrors that are high enough to monitor all directions.

Seeing that the shells were no longer effective, he pulled out a command flag and threw it out, shouting: "Stop the shelling, replace the ammunition, use Yaoyang shells!"

"Leader!"

Someone immediately took the command flag, crushed a sound transmission note, and quickly conveyed the order.

In the front, the artillery received the order and immediately took action. They carefully took out a box from the storage bag.

They handled it with care and placed it on the ground, and everyone was very careful to avoid the slightest collision.

When the lid was opened, a cannonball of the same size, silver-white in color, shining like a mirror, and with broken gold patterns on it was revealed.

There is only one in each box, and an ice magic weapon is placed inside. The spreading low temperature ensures its stability.

When reloading the ammunition later, everyone was even more careful, and they didn't even dare to use too much mana when activating the weapon.

Finally, the sound of the cannon firing turned into a muffled "bang bang bang bang" that completely lost its previous momentum.

But when ten shells exploded in the air, the dazzling sunlight swept across tens of miles in an instant, just like ten suns appearing in the sky.

At this moment, all the power of the Netherworld and the overwhelming power were jokes. Ten huge suns were hanging in the sky, and everything was bright as far as the eye could see.

The ghost clan has their own methods, and the human race certainly has their own foundation.

Yaoyang Gold, an extremely special spiritual material, is said to be a metal that fell from the Sun Star. In fact, no one knows its specific origin.

However, this spiritual material has an extremely high temperature. After being heated, it will burn out in a very short time and turn into a big star to dispel the darkness.

Before the war with the ghost tribe, when the Alliance of All Living Beings was established, someone suggested putting this Yaoyang Gold into the ghost tribe and detonating it. The effect would be absolutely shocking.

It’s a pity that this thing is difficult to transport, difficult to deploy, difficult to refine, and requires extreme caution when used.

Finally, after the Divine Machine Cannon was successfully refined, someone proposed to use Yaoyang Gold to make cannonballs.

The reason for thinking this way is simple. The Shenji Cannon is no longer driven by gunpowder, but by the expansion of spiritual power.

Only in this way can the Yaoyang Gold be launched.

As for the effect, the ghosts shivering in the glaring sunlight are clear evidence of it.

Even a powerful being like the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal was unwilling to bear it, and with a burst of ghost energy, he was already submerged into the boat.

However, the Netherworld energy he controlled, plus the thick leaden clouds in the sky, were all dispersed, revealing the bright night sky with a sparse moon and stars.

In other words, it is already night now. If the sun is shining brightly in the sky, a large number of these ghosts might have died.

However, no matter how good the Yaoyang Bomb was, its effect didn't last long, only a few minutes, before it quickly faded and dissipated.

There was a moment of silence on the battlefield, but then a hoarse roar came from Bahuang City, sounding extremely angry.

Then, a powerful ghost sounded the war drum.

Those war drums were all made of ghost skins, with heads embedded in the drumheads. Every time they were struck, they would let out a shrill howl.

This kind of howl is extremely creepy to humans, and it makes their hair stand on end.

But to the ghosts, it sounded like the words of the saints, which blinded their already limited wisdom and caused them to fall into madness.

As a result, hundreds of thousands of ghost armies completely lost their order and charged forward with the wind and ghost fire.

They didn't even go in one direction, but in all directions. As long as there were humans, the ghosts would go to kill them.

This kind of chaos is a taboo in military strategy, but it is not too normal for the ghost clan.

Seeing the ghosts coming in overwhelming numbers again, countless human soldiers on the high hills were already ready for battle.

The artillery retreated, and a group of warriors, about ten feet tall and extremely strong, took the lead.

They held shields larger than themselves, covered in barbs and glowing purple.

These are all magical weapons contaminated with purple light grass.

Behind them, there were warriors fighting on foot, a high-hanging altar, a crossbow cart waiting to be fired, and barbarians riding on moon-gazing rhinos, full of fighting spirit.

However, they did not move, remembering the discipline and would not take action without orders.

Until the ghosts got closer and closer, so much so that the human soldiers in the front could already see the distorted faces of the ghosts.

Then, flames shot up into the sky, orders were given, and some human archers almost instinctively infused their magic power and pulled the trigger.

Then, a dense "buzzing buzz buzz" sound was heard, and a rain of arrows rose into the sky, drew a graceful arc, and began to fall.

The Divine Machine Hundred Refined Crossbows finally began to show their power. Their numbers were much greater than the Divine Machine Cannons, but their shooting power was inferior. They had to let the ghosts get closer before they could attack.

The arrows they shot looked ordinary at first, but when they fell, they rubbed against the air and created streaks of purple light.

These are arrows wrapped with evil-suppressing talismans and soaked in purple light grass. They are very troublesome to make. Although they are not as good as magic weapons, they are all disposable and will be discarded after use.

The falling arrows looked like a purple meteor shower, extremely beautiful.

But for the ghosts, this was an unavoidable nightmare, and countless ghosts were pierced by arrows.

The purple light grass burned the blood, and the high temperature ignited the evil-suppressing talisman. With a bang, the purple flames burned up, covering the ghosts one by one. Then, the ground seemed to be burning with purple fire all over, and the twisted high temperature scorched every ghost.

This rain of arrows lasted for six rounds, killing tens of thousands of ghosts.

But for the ghosts who have gone crazy, death only means the cessation of killing. As long as they are not dead, they will continue to charge.

After six rounds of arrow rain, the human race finally started close combat.

The arrows led by the barbarians drove the Moon-gazing Rhino to charge. The huge battle axe flashed with purple light and it had already entered the battlefield.

The warriors and immortal cultivators followed closely behind. They formed teams of three and cooperated very well.

One is responsible for attack, one is responsible for defense, and the other is responsible for casting spells. The three of them take turns and charge into the battlefield as easily as cutting tofu with a knife.

Almost all of these people were the backbone of Xuanzhen Palace. They switched between martial arts and magic from time to time, and they did not hold back at all when killing the ghosts.

The more powerful ghosts, ghost generals, and even ghost kings were all stopped by the masters of Xuanzhen Palace.

The second generation disciples took action one by one, some with their sword energy, some with their amazing magic, and some with their magical weapons and treasures, which made it impossible for the ghost kings to gain an advantage.

The most amazing thing is that the human race has launched an extremely unique chariot.

Although it is called a chariot, it is not pulled by spirit beasts, but it has rotating tracks and is made of spirit iron. It is incredibly heavy and even more amazing when it moves.

Wherever it passes, no matter what the terrain is, it just crushes it.

The upper body of the chariot has a unique semicircular shape, like an inverted bowl.

At first glance, the first thing that comes to mind is the Ghost-Controlling Fortress. Yes, this is a movable Ghost-Controlling Fortress.

As for the means of attack, some of them have the Shenji Bailian Crossbow mounted on top. The special structure can ensure that the crossbow arrows are automatically strung, and each time it can cover a large area.

Some of them are equipped with smaller miracle cannons, which have less recoil and the shells fired are not as exaggerated.

But on the battlefield, no ghost king was willing to face him head-on.

However, it is obvious that these two guys are trial versions, with only more than 20 of them in total, and the number of artillery and crossbows is also insufficient.

Well, actually it’s not that there is a shortage, but in a battlefield like this, no matter how many there are, they can’t withstand the unlimited fire.

Later on, with no "ammunition" left, they simply cooperated with the surrounding teams.

They were in the front, relying on their size and weight to face the big guys among the ghost tribe, while other teams attacked from both wings.

You know what, even though this tactic was used for the first time, the effect was surprisingly good.

This kind of melee managed to suppress the ghost clan and even started a massacre.

However, the ghost clan's greatest strength is their numbers, and as long as their routes are not cut off, they will be able to provide an endless supply of support.

But at this moment, at the back of the battlefield, Zuoqiu Tong paced back and forth, staring at the battlefield everywhere.

Until one moment, he personally crushed the sound transmission talisman in his hand.

His voice sounded unusually excited: "Move, everyone, move."

Then, suddenly, an explosion was heard behind the battlefield, and with a loud bang, the ground collapsed, revealing a bottomless crack.

Many ghosts fell directly into the cracks, while many humans rushed out from both sides and threw evil-removing talismans into the cracks without paying.

Then, golden light flashed, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and the other ghosts were scared and dared not to move forward.

Of course, if you say that just a crack like this can stop the ghosts, that is naturally unrealistic. Even if they can't fly, they can float.

But at this moment, everyone stopped, because the human race that appeared from nowhere had already lined up in an orderly manner.

They even launched two divine cannons, ten divine crossbows, and several old warriors whose strength was not less than that of Golden Core, and stood in the air.

There are nine such lines of defense in the direction of Zhou Juetian.

They have only one mission, yes, only one, to use every possible means and exhaust all their abilities just to block the support of the ghost tribe.

To put it simply, the Mountain Moving Plan is to close the door and beat the dog, and kill the enemy chief.

What is a mountain?
The one who can lead the way is the leader. In Zhou Juetian, not to mention the high and mighty existence, there are only nine ghost fairies who can be the leader.

And to move mountains, to move mountains, one naturally has to choose a mountain top, move him away, extinguish him, and press him to death.

Taking away one of the nine mountains would be a great shock to the other ghost immortals, telling them that the human race is not unable to kill them.

For the human race, a great victory and the death of an enemy leader are the best ways to boost morale.

In fact, it should be said that thanks to the ghost tribe's general attack, Zuo Qiutong had the opportunity to pretend to fail.
Otherwise, there would only be three lines of defense to resist the subsequent support from the ghost tribe.

Three, or three that go deep into Zhou Juetian's heart. Their isolation and helplessness make them dangerous.

But now, Zuoqiu Tong calmly arranged six lines of defense, plus the previous three lines of defense, even if the ghost army came, they would have to watch helplessly.

The time gained is enough for the human race to "move mountains".

The war lasted for a whole day and night. The endless fighting had filled the hill with corpses.

But at this time, the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortals finally realized that something was wrong.

Because, on the battlefield, there are fewer and fewer ghosts, and more and more humans.

In his opinion, this was almost impossible, but now it happened.

When he reacted and checked again, he found that he seemed to have been surrounded by humans.

The ghost tribe's follow-up army has been cut off for a long time.

At this moment, even if he was not very smart, he could still feel the danger, deadly danger.

So, the Sky Patrolling Magic Boat began to try to turn around, and the fog spread, as if it was trying to escape.

It would have been fine if it didn't move. Once it moved, the human race, who were originally leisurely cleaning up the battlefield, moved at a faster speed.

It can be seen with the naked eye that countless warriors and immortal cultivators are coming from all directions like a tide, as if they are about to submerge this celestial patrol boat.

At this moment, the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortals could no longer hold back!
Outside the Sky Patrolling Boat, the fog became thicker and thicker. Pairs of scarlet eyes lit up in the fog, then transformed into all sorts of strange shapes and rushed out of the fog.

Among these ghosts, the worst has the cultivation level of a mid-level ghost general, and a large part of them have the strength of a ghost king.

They surrounded the Sky Patrolling Boat, and their ghostly aura merged into one, as vast as the ocean, with a mighty and powerful momentum that was extremely shocking.

As the pinnacle of Zhou Juetian, Guixian is very strong, not only in strength, but also in foundation.

Over the long years, they have either encountered challenges or consciously collected them, and have enslaved countless powerful ghosts to work for them.

Just like the Muchang Ghost Town, the strange sculptures everywhere are actually sealed ghosts.

The Eight Desolate Ghost City sealed all these powerful ghosts at the bottom of the ship until they were needed, and let them come out to kill the enemy.

Even for the ghost clan, this seal will damage their origin, so the ghost clan after the ban is lifted is basically uncontrollable.

This is one of the tricks that the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortals have up their sleeves.

It was also at this time that the Eight Desolate Ghost Immortal emerged from the Patrolling Sky Boat. He had a slender figure and a crown of ghostly wind and fire standing tall.

He didn't waste any words and said directly: "Let me go, otherwise, I will fight to the death with you!"

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