Chapter 111 Battlefield Ghost

This sword is made of superior ore, which is a relatively good magic weapon in the three-level magic weapon. However, due to the discord between the attributes of the skills, although the cloth can be used, it is always unsatisfactory. In addition, the attribute of this sword is water, which is not suitable for flight combat at all, so the effect is very poor. This time, Fuyi plans to buy some materials, make one by himself, or buy a flying sword of the two series of gold and fire, or directly buy the flying sword other than the five elements, but the effect is better than the water attribute.

After leaving Dachuan, people gradually began to smoke. Although it is close to Dachuan, there are regulations for the two races that demons cannot come to the human race casually. Therefore, the farmers living outside this Dachuan live a good life. He went down to find a village and asked, and then he knew the real name of this big river and forgot the hundred rivers. Moreover, I also know where I am now, but the farmers here have lived for generations and have never been out of here. Therefore, except for several nearby countries that can be named, they are further away, but they don't know.

After thinking about it, Bu Yi went on the road again. This time, he released his consciousness and was ready to find a monk to ask.

This country belongs to Yanzhou and is a relatively small country with a small name. Its name is Mo Liguo. Except for the mountains, the cities on the plain have always been the targets of aggression of neighboring countries. Life is very difficult. Originally, on the plain, it is suitable for planting, and everyone should live and work in peace and contentment, but now it is not as good as the mountains. Farmers from the district come.

Bu Yi flew all the way and saw many wars with his own eyes. Mo Liguo's population was small, but the folk customs were relatively fierce in the long-term battle. Therefore, in the case of a small number of people, it resisted the invasion of other countries. Buyi did not know that it was four countries attacking Mo Liguo, but along the way, there were several places burning with war, which was quite tragic. Several large battlefields of more than 10,000 people were all horizontal corpses, emitting the smell of death.

These warriors died in a rather miserable and ferocious face. Often after death, the heroic souls do not disperse and condensed nearby, making the whole battlefield emit an extremely gloomy and horrible atmosphere, covering a battlefield, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Bu Yi saw the war for the first time, and he was immediately fascinated by the tragic smell and stayed in a battlefield of more than 20,000 people.

This battlefield is a general from a certain country, who led more than 10,000 people to attack a medium-sized city. The two sides launched an extremely difficult offensive and defensive battle on the wall. Swords flew across, guns and spears moved together, and the whole battlefield emitted blood and fire.

Under the wall, there are three or four thousand corpses, no matter enemy or ego, piled together, emitting a strong spirit of evil spirit and grievance, making the tragic smell of the whole battlefield stronger.

On the battlefield, after death, the grievances are not dispersed, condensed into countless evil spirits, floating in the air, making people feel very depressed.

"Has the battlefield always been so tragic?" The cloth is silent. He is a farmer and deeply knows the preciousness of life. The person lying on the ground is not life. He is the father of countless children and the sons of countless mothers. After their death, countless people will bear the price they can't bear.

This is human beings, killing each other. The cloth suddenly felt extremely cold in the air.

At this time, the cloth suddenly felt something, and the ghosts in the sky seemed to be reduced a little, which immediately aroused his vigilance. He then thought that on the battlefield, it has always been the best place for evil monks to collect ghosts. It would be really strange if there were no evil monks on such a large battlefield. Thinking of this, his mind suddenly spread out and went out to the place where the ghosts were thin.

These ghosts are often formed after the death of warriors. The soul is condensed by the anger of the battlefield, with the memory and thinking of this person's life. When the divine thoughts pass through these ghosts, they suddenly feel the will to fight and a small number of fragments of daily life that are unwilling to dissipate in these ghosts, as if these People are still on the battlefield, and they don't know when they die.

This is the cruelty of war.

After Puyi poked out the divine thoughts, he found that these ghosts and evil spirits did not disappear continuously, but disappeared a part of time when the evil spirits in the sky were strong. Suddenly, they understood something. These people were not cultivating themselves, but collected by magic treasures. Only in this case can they Explain why this is like this. Thinking of this, he enveloped the whole battlefield and searched carefully.

However, these people are very hidden, even with the powerful mind of cloth, they can't have everything.

"These evil monks are really bastards. The ghosts of warriors on the battlefield, affected by the anger of the battlefield, will not disperse for a period of time. They need to ask the masters of Buddhism and Taoism to purify them and let these souls re-enter reincarnation. However, these evil monks collect these ghosts and refine evil magic weapons, which is equivalent to dispersing these people's souls, and there is no longer With the possibility of reincarnation, this kind of thing has always been despised by right people. A person's death is not terrible, because it can still be reincarnated, but the soul dissipates, which is the real death. The whole person dissipates in heaven and earth. Such a thing is intolerable by the right people. In particular, the practice of evil methods often requires tens of thousands of ghosts or even hundreds of millions, millions of people. It's huge, which is simply unreasonable.

Thinking of this, Bu Yi's heart was even colder than just now.

The ghost in the sky is getting stronger and stronger. At this time, the cloth's heart moved and came.

On the periphery, under a bush, a flag-like magic weapon suddenly flew into the sky, emitting a dementor. This dementor force condensed into a dementor light and shone in the direction of the battlefield. Wherever it shone, the ghost spirit was attracted and threw it into the small flag. In this many times, the dementor of the small flag became stronger and stronger, and its power seemed to increase greatly.

Seeing this, the cloth did not hesitate any longer, and the sword galloped. When it flew near the bush, it suddenly took action, and several divine electricity emitted from all over the body, turning into several feet of gray thunder and lightning, falling from the sky, making a rumble sound, like thunder on the flat ground.

Although he did not use much magic power in this blow, his attack power is very concentrated. In addition, the second layer of Leiyinguan ti has been cultivated for a long time recently, and the condensed power of the divine electricity has gradually improved.

Once these thunder and lightning fell, it suddenly burst into a strong tearing place and hit the ground.

At this time, several angry shouts suddenly came from under the ground, "Little monk, dare to ruin my big deal and don't want to live!" Suddenly, several black gases gushed out, forming several chain shapes and welcoming them.

These black gas are of the quality of Gangqi, and the quality seems to be not low, which is enough to look like a three-level magic weapon. As soon as it came up, it entangled several thunder and lightning, emitted strong evil forces, entangled each other, and then suddenly exploded, completely spending the power of the divine electricity.

Seeing this, the cloth was stunned. This monk is actually a master of refining. It seems that this battle will be more difficult. However, he has recently had some experience in refining his body. He is not afraid of the monks who refine his body. Moreover, he is also an evil monk, the power of thunder and lightning to defeat all monks. Moreover, he has just got a big killer, so he is not afraid at this moment. Seeing that the old monster was powerful, he immediately shouted coldly, "The evil spirit is out of the way, and he dares not be brave. Give me to die." After saying that, a stronger electric power suddenly appeared on his body than before, condensed into several electric snakes with thick arms, and smashed it down. Thunder and lightning were born, and the loud noise in the sky suddenly shocked dozens of miles away, shining the whole battlefield brightly.

The whole city and all the battlefield people saw that several huge gray thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the sky, like gods, and suddenly came down. There are no clouds in the sky, and there may be thunder and lightning? Suddenly, everyone looked at this side in a daze and even forgot to fight. At this time, they suddenly heard a voice, which, although a little immature, lacked irreversible majesty.