Waterdrop Survival: I can see the prompt

Fang Bai waved his sword.

The movement was exceptionally smooth today.

What was originally jerky suddenly became clear.

In this state, the area covered by his sword light is a restricted area, not only human beings, but even the poisonous insects released by the unaware sect cannot survive.

"Great Emperor, let's go! We can still resist for a while!"

This time it was Dooley who spoke.

Fang Bai smiled:
"Let's go? The monarch died in Sheji. If the country is not here, what's the point of me being here?"

If he had died with these ghost soldiers and generals, he would not have become a ghost emperor in vain.

On the mountain, where no one was paying attention, a cold arrow shot out, and a monk who was fighting with Fang Bai was shot in the back of the heart without warning, and lost his life only in time to let out a scream:
"Who dares to attack?"

One arrow succeeded, and the second arrow flew mercilessly.

The angle of the arrow was very tricky, but these people were prepared and easily shot down the arrow.

Fang Bai knew that Wang Yifei was here.

Compared with these people, his strength is still too weak. Once the enemy divides his forces, Wang Yifei will not be able to guarantee his fate of rebirth.

Fang Bai gave orders to the ghost generals:

"Find the archer and take him out. Find a place to escape, too!"

Shu Jun was in a hurry:
"Subordinates would rather die in battle than live!"

Fang Bai felt that he couldn't control his anger:
"Don't talk nonsense, you are the strongest, you should be the emperor! And Du Li, aren't you the wife of Emperor Du Yu? You can fulfill the wishes of Emperor Du Yu."

The ghost generals were a little bit reluctant, and they left gradually under Fang Bai's order.

It was too easy for them to find someone.

Wang Yifei resisted a few times before being subdued by them and taken away from the battlefield.

Under Fang Bai's cover, they gradually left.

The pressure on Fang Bai's body was even greater, coupled with the maddened anger, he thought about holding on for a while longer.

At this time, the jade seal left by the ghost emperor was shaking.

If Fang Bai loses, the Guifu Kingdom will be completely defeated.

The artifact has a spirit, and the jade seal is closely related to the fate of the country, so the jade seal moved.

Without Fang Bai using it, the jade seal flew into the air and printed on the ground.

A phantom of a jade seal appeared in the sky, covering the distance between Fang Baizhi Gully and Guifu Pass ten miles away.

The surrounding monks fled for their lives one after another, but how can an individual's strength fight against the entire country.

No matter what kind of spells they use, what kind of life-saving means they have left in the past, they can't escape the scope of this jade seal.

Under the jade seal, dust splashed.

The dust cleared, and the jade seal also disappeared, leaving an abyss.

At the bottom of the abyss, mixed with blood and minced meat, it was all red mud.

"Did I just say that there is a strange treasure here, but you don't believe it! Kill the ghost emperor and get this strange treasure!"

On the Chen Guo battleship, Da Xian laughed.

Oddly enough, the appearance of Yuxi verified the rumors. He was relieved, and he didn't have to think of any way to cover it up. How could he be unhappy.

Some monks have been red-eyed for a long time, not to mention that they can see that the ghost emperor is already at the end of his battle, maybe he is the lucky one?

Before Chen Guodaxian could speak, they had already rushed forward.

The blazing light on Fang Bai's body was even stronger, and his true energy was completely out of control.

The first monk to arrive used a shield knife to protect his body, and handed the knife to Fang Bai.

And it can be seen that he has done his homework, and there are talismans painted on the knife.

But Fang Bai in this state, his movements are very slow.

Just a little dodge, he dodged the knife.

At the same time, he showed the sword on his back, and the tip of the sword penetrated into the gap between the man's helmet and the armor. With just a light swing of his wrist, he cut off a big head.

At the same time, the second attacker also came behind him, with a spear in his hand approaching his back.

He seemed to have eyes behind him, twisted his waist and turned around, grasped the spear with his pinched hand, and stabbed forward with the sword along the barrel of the gun.

This man wanted to change his move, but Fang Bai controlled the long spear. When he was hesitating whether to abandon the spear, the sword had already pierced his heart.

"Monster, don't be rampant, let me meet you for a while!"

There was another voice from overhead.

Although he killed these two people, more people surrounded him.

No matter how fast he was, he still couldn't withstand so many attacks.

He closed his eyes, ready to be reborn.

Those ghost soldiers and skeletons had ambushed under Zhu Tang's army, but in the end, he still didn't issue an order to attack.

I can be reborn, those people are really dead when they die, they are just cannon fodder, please forgive them!

"Hey, Niubi, as a Taoist priest, can't you tell the difference between a demon and a ghost? Don't talk nonsense!"

He was about to add a weapon, but Fang Bai heard this sound, the sound of colliding with the surrounding weapons. He was pulled up, thrown far behind, and then crashed into a soft embrace.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was Baironghua, and behind Baironghua there was a mess of people.

This group of people is not in a line, their clothes are not uniform, and the weapons in their hands are even more varied.

The monks retreated one after another as if they were facing a formidable enemy:

"The two races of humans and monsters don't interfere with each other, why did the monster race intervene in this matter today?"

"Yaogui has been a family since ancient times. Didn't you call him a monster just now? As a fairy, it's right for me to help!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Fang Bai:
"It's just that the ghost race is not as good-looking as the demon race!"

Fang Bai admitted that he was telling the truth.

The person who spoke was also dressed as a young man. His white fur was shining and luxurious, and his face was so perfect that he couldn't find any flaws. Even the hair on the sideburns of his eyebrows seemed to have been carefully arranged.

Because it was so perfect, it was a three-point monster.

"Who is this?"

He only knew Baironghua, so he stood up and asked.

"This is the lord of the demon clan, Hu Shengchuan."

Fang Bai quickly thanked him.

Hu Shengchuan waved his hand:
"The Yaozu don't talk about these empty etiquette, solve the matter first and then talk about it!"

Fang Bai's eyes looked straight, this Hu Shengchuan was obviously a man's image, but when he waved his hands, he was full of charm, and it didn't make people feel that he was out of harmony.

Hu Shengchuan looked at these people and pointed:
"You Wugu clan is uncomfortable living in the [-] mountains? Do you want me to go to your clan's residence to discuss?"

The man with the clay pot on his waist who was pointed at by him immediately bowed:
"I've seen the Demon Lord, we were blinded by profit for a while, and we were bewitched by others, so let's go!"

The Witch Gu didn't linger, and left in a hurry without packing up the things in the station.

Hu Shengchuan pointed at another monk:
"I remember you, little monk Qingchan. What did you say when you traveled in the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains? Where is your Zen now?"

Qingchan is already an old monk with white beard and hair. Hearing this, he recited the Buddha's name:
"Thank you, Demon Lord, for pointing the maze again. The poor monk has a portrait, so I'm going back to the mountain gate for retreat!"

Some monks already started to slip away quietly.