its 098: Purple Ghost Soldier

(Thank you again for your support! Although Lao Li has also made his debut for a long time, he has not been online for a long time. This book can only be regarded as the real online article written by Lao Li in the second book, so both readers and experience are still being accumulated. Some friends complain that they don't recommend anything. Ha ha, it's not necessary. Anyway, Lao Li's book is bought out, and the recommendation is a matter of time, and it won't spend money on Lao Li's book for nothing, right? Don't worry, take your time. What Lao Li needs now is also steady, and everything will be there.)

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Mu Yun gently shook the feather fan, and his calm and cold eyes swept over the star's face, with a little disdain.

"Quickly, Mr. Long hasn't supported it for a long time." Mu Yun said, "If you want to see him turn into smoke, just sit still. I don't know if he told you. Although soldiers with thoughts can also be recreated, they lose their original memory after being recreated. It can be said that it's just another person who looks more like him.

"I see, I see!" Cheng Xingxing hurriedly waved his hand and hurriedly concentrated. First, he took the evening cloud back to the tiger charm space, and then looked at the mirror of the battlefield. Above the square, on the steps in front of the hall, he called out the door.

It was a jasper door, which looked extremely fragile. It seemed that if you pushed hard, you would push the door to pieces. Cheng Xing star star stared at it and muttered to himself, "He... should be very powerful, right?"

The door slowly opened, and Muyun walked out slowly from it, shook the feather fan, looked at the chaotic battlefield, and smiled: "It's really not ordinary chaos. It's important to save Long Lao first!"

With that, he gently raised the feather fan. In a moment, several strange words appeared around the feather fan. After he gently nodded in the air with the feather fan, his face suddenly looked solemn.

"Kami Kaze!"

As he drank softly, a strong wind rose from the ground, with Long Lao as the center and spreading around. The strong wind rotated violently, turning more and more rapidly, roaring to form a tornado more than ten meters high. More than 30 soldiers who besieged Long Lao were suddenly swept into the air and fell down fiercely.

"Isn't it?" Mr. Long stood still and looked at the man on the steps. He couldn't help but look happy and shouted, "Muyun, is it really you?"

"Isn't it me?" Muyun smiled faintly and closed his eyes slightly. The purple feather fan in his hand shook a little, and a little purple light flashed from it. On the battlefield, dozens of soldiers surrounded by purple gas suddenly appeared. He clicked more than ten times in a row, and nearly 600 soldiers wrapped in purple gas appeared in the square.

These soldiers held a crystal dagger in their hands. After their cold eyes swept around, they immediately ran to Fu Juzhang's soldiers. In a flexible flash, the dagger slid across the long barrel and swam along the long gun like a snake. First, they cut the soldier's wrist, and then continued to move forward and cut the soldier's neck.

"What is this?" Fu Juzhang exclaimed in the military tent in the distance, "Why... why did such a group of monsters suddenly appear?"

It's really my fault.

These soldiers looked cold, and their movements were like ghosts. When they moved, they were like phantoms. Fu raised their guns and stabbed them. Obviously, they were extremely accurate, but when the gun arrived, the other party twisted to one side like purple fog, and then gently went up along the gun, and a dagger led the result.

A Fu Juzhang's hundred generals surrounded several purple gas soldiers, but he did not panic. He danced the gun into a group of guns and calmly resolved the encirclement of several soldiers. The head of the gun was weak, and it was quickly stabbed left and right, right in the chest of the two purple gas soldiers.

However, the long gun passed through the chest, but it failed to kill the purple soldier, just as if it had passed through a purple fog. The long gun was withdrawn, and the purple soldiers still moved as usual, coming and surrounded the hundred generals together.

"How is this possible?" Fu Juzhang shouted, because of his loss of mind, the hundred generals were also sluggish for a while. As a result, he was hit by the daggers of several purple soldiers at the same time, and he fell down with smoke all over his body.

"It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible?" Fu Juzhang sweated all over his body and his hands trembled. He felt a chill in his heart and suddenly realized that his behavior tonight was really the biggest mistake in life.

Nearly a hundred purple soldiers came to the old dragon and surrounded the old dragon, bowing their heads respectfully, as if only the old dragon was ordered to obey.

The tired Long Lao laughed in a deep voice: "Okay, become a star, old man, I finally have another soldier to take!"

When the words fell, the old man's eyes became sharp and did not speak. Wherever his eyes went, there were purple soldiers rushing forward to rescue the wonderful people besieged by Fu Juzhang's soldiers.

The people in the wonderful door were first surprised and then cheered. As soon as these divine soldiers appeared, they immediately resolved their crisis. The long-lance soldiers turned around to resist their impact. For a moment, everyone at the divine door was relieved.

Elder Liu and Elder Wang cried with joy, and tears welled up in their eyes. The two of them rushed forward, and the loss of the soldiers was the greatest, and they were about to run out of oil. At this time, the pressure suddenly relaxed, and they all felt like they were pulling back from the cliff at the critical moment of life and death.

The fighting skills, strength and speed of purple soldiers are no different from ordinary soldiers, but they act like ghosts and are not afraid of other people's attacks, which gives them the power of terror. In a blink of an eye, the long-gun soldiers who collided with these hundreds of soldiers were killed by daggers in a few seconds, and none of them survived.

"Buncle, bastard, bastard!" Fu Juzhang jumped and shouted in the military tent. He hurriedly took out a retreating charm from his arms and pinched it hard. The charm immediately broke up. A force dispersed from the charm. In a blink of an eye, the remaining spear soldiers in the Shenmiaomen Square disappeared in the air and appeared in the woods outside the military tent.

"He lied to me, he lied to me!" Fu Juzhang gritted his teeth with hatred, "The wonderful door is not a small school in the countryside at all. It is simply a powerful organization with mysterious masters hidden! Damn, the old man has lived for most of his life, but he has never been so miserable! Shenmiaomen, even if my eyes are clumsy and reckless today, next time, wait for the next time!"

Doors opened outside the military tent, and the remaining long soldiers quickly entered the door. Then, the door disappeared with the military tent. Fu Juzhang stood in the forest, stared fiercely in the direction of the wonderful door, turned around and ran away, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

The enemy soldiers suddenly disappeared, which surprised everyone in the Shenmiaomen for a while. Long Lao flew directly to the front steps of the hall, looked at Mu Yun, and rubbed his hands happily: "It's great. I didn't expect Cheng Xing to forge you. It's really great!"

"See Long Lao at the end." Mu Yun, who called himself a captain, bowed down and bowed after seeing Long Lao, which made Cheng Xing, who observed all this through the mirror of the battlefield, very puzzled.

"Exemption from courtesy." Long Lao patted Mu Yun on the shoulder and said, "It's good for you to come. With your 'ghost soldiers' and military skills, the strength of the boy Chengxing has improved a lot. In this little magic door, he is an absolute king."

"It's a pity that the emperor gave power to such a boy." Mu Yun snorted, and in his words, there was a contempt for the star.

When Long Lao was about to say something, the sound of a single tree came from the hall: "Come in quickly. There are also enemy soldiers in the tunnel!"

Long Lao frowned and immediately rushed in. Mu Yun followed closely, and the purple soldiers in the square also quickly ran this way and gathered in front of the hall.

Long Lao ran to the front of the tunnel and looked in. He saw a bunch of engineers busy transporting soil to the back. Long Lao frowned, shouted loudly, and jumped down.

"Ghost armor to protect the body!" Seeing this, Mu Yun shouted loudly and waved the purple feather fan. The purple soldiers outside the door immediately turned into Taoist purple gas and flew over, focusing on his feather fan. He waved it again into the tunnel, and the purple gas immediately got into it, caught up with Long Lao and wrapped it around him.

As soon as Long Lao entered the tunnel, he immediately used the killer and killed the engineers by waving their claws. Some of these engineers immediately dropped their tools, pulled out knives from their waists, and attacked Long Lao, but in just one move, they were easily killed by Long Lao.

Long Lao rushed all the way inside, gradually extending the tunnel and rushing to the depths of the hall. The engineers along the way reluctantly drew their knives to attack him, but they were not his opponents at all.

Suddenly, he saw an armored engineering soldier in front of him, holding something in his hand and running towards him. He made a mistake in his claws, knocked down two engineers, and rushed to the engineers who were obviously generals.

Unexpectedly, the engineering soldier was clever. He rolled out from under Long Lao, and the engineering soldier behind him stabbed Long Lao desperately with a knife.

Long Lao didn't look at them. He turned around and chased after the engineering general. In an instant, four knives stabbed Long Lao, but it was like stabbing into the clouds and fog. It was useless. Long Lao rushed out and was about to catch up with the engineering general.

Suddenly, a team of soldiers rushed out of the front silently, raised their iron tire bows one by one, aimed at Long Lao, and shot with arrows. The arrow flew like rain, and the soldier rushed to the ground and crawled forward, just avoiding the rain of arrows.

Long Lao did not dodge, but continued to run forward. A sharp arrow shot. When it pierced the purple gas on Long Lao's body, he immediately assimilated into purple gas. It slipped over Long Lao's body, flew out behind him, and then turned into a sharp arrow again. It shot into the distance behind Long Lao, but it looked like it penetrated Long Lao and shot behind him. The same.

Each arrow "through" through Long Lao's body will carry part of the purple gas. The old dragon ran out more than ten meters. The other party has shot dozens of arrows, and the purple gas package on Long Lao's body has become very bleak.

Long Lao looked at the archers dozens of meters away from the opposite side, and then looked at the purple envelope on his body. He sighed, hurriedly retreated back quickly, and quickly came to the mouth of the tunnel. After jumping up and falling to the ground, he shook his head gently and said to the single tree, "Those guys seem to have mastered it."

"You mean they got what they wanted?" The single tree doesn't look good.

Long Lao nod: "The other party's archers are all iron feet bows. Although I have a ghost armor made by Muyun, I can't rush over it. In this battle, we lost. But the good thing is that these powerful guys will not harass us again in the future.

The sound of the single tree was gloomy. It unlocked the strength of the military tent, walked to the entrance of the tunnel, looked in, and then strode to the outside of the hall, looking at the smoke scattered in the square, and the same door that fell in the pool of blood and could no longer stand up. For a moment, tears filled his eyes.

"Mom, this is...what's the matter?"

Cheng Xingxing looked at the battlefield where there was no enemy and took a breath. Suddenly, he suddenly thought of something, so he hurriedly put away the mirror of the battlefield and the military tent and ran out.