This time, the soul power is not only Zhao Zilong, but also Sanniang and Brother Dali.

Because Sanniang and Brother Dali absorbed the Nether Ghost Seal, this time, it was equivalent to indirectly adding a trace of the soul power of the Nether Ghost Seal.

Even though the light is so strong this time, the soul power is powerful and the soul power fluctuates very strongly.

But it didn't feel like the last time that violent and soul power was everywhere. Because these soul powers belong to me, I can control them at will.

When the light became brighter, I was very excited and looked forward to it!

I wonder what kind of ghost general will appear this time, and will there be a ghost general who is comparable to the war madman Zhao Zilong?

Or, the ghost general that appeared this time was stronger than Zhao Zilong!

Soon, the soul power fluctuation reached a peak. The faint light on my fingertips shone on me and the ghost generals around me.

I showed a smile of expectation and pointed my fingers at the chair!

The faint light instantly came out of his hand and sank into the chair.

"Buzz--"

A buzzing sound came out, and a ray of black air began to appear on the chair, gradually condensing above the chair.

I have no worries about the success or failure of this time. Because I am very sure of this time, success is inevitable.

However, as time passed, my confidence began to shake a little.

I thought to myself, I won’t fail, right? Or... will a very useless ghost general appear?

Because, from the beginning of the faint light entering the chair, from the beginning of the black air, it is really just a wisp...

A black air as thick as a finger floated upward little by little, and from beginning to end, it was only as thick as a finger.

Could it be... Shouldn't it be like the last time when Zhao Zilong appeared, with a strong black air and a huge momentum? I was surprised.

And that tiny black air looked extremely weak. Fortunately, there was no wind here, otherwise I would be really afraid that it would be blown away by the wind.

Not only was it weak, but it was not rising straight when it floated upwards, but it was even turning around and swaying left and right.

Is it really a waste of ghost general? I thought to myself. But there is no reason. The unblocked soul power is so powerful, how can such a situation occur?

I was confused, and the ghost generals were confused...

We stood in front of the chair, quietly watching the rising black air, not knowing what was going on.

After a long time, the last trace of the black air finally floated slowly above the chair.

However, even the black gas that was completely condensed was still shaky, as if it could dissipate at any time.

"This..." I stared blankly at the crumbling black gas above, unable to speak for a long time.

After a very long wait, the feeling of expectation in my heart has long been worn out.

What's even more fucking is that the ghost general has not appeared for a long time.

"Haha...Master, I may have guessed who it is." At this time, Diao Chan, who was standing beside me, suddenly smiled.

"You guessed it? What is it?" Hearing Diao Chan's words, I immediately became curious, and the expectation in my heart was ignited again.

"Master, I know who this guy is!" Before Diao Chan could answer, Lu Ban roared and said:

"This has been sealed for so long, and I'm still so lazy. There's really no one else except him."

After Lu Ban finished speaking, he immediately turned his head to look at Zhao Zilong and smiled silly, "Hehe... Now someone is fighting with you, you can fight with him for three days and three nights."

When I heard this, I was a little excited! The ghost general who could fight Zhao Zilong for three days and three nights would definitely not be a useless weak person.

Looking at Zhao Zilong's expression at this moment, he looked up at the black gas on the chair, and was already full of fighting spirit!

"I don't know. If he was really a drunkard, he would probably be too lazy to fight Zilong." At this time, Hua Tuo said contemptuously.

"Haha, then I can't help it." Zhao Zilong laughed unruly.

Just looking at the black air, they seemed to know who the ghost general was this time, and I was still confused.

"The wind is slight and the Yishui is cold..." At this time, a sound suddenly came from the black gas!

This is a lazy voice, but it reveals a hint of heroic spirit. But more of it is a hazy drunkenness.

"Hmm?" I heard the sound, suddenly raised my head suddenly and looked at the black gas above again.

"Clang—"

Just as I looked up, a sword light flashed, and a long sword penetrated straight to my feet.

"Canhong Sword, it's him!" When the sword appeared, Lu Ban blurted out immediately.

As soon as Lu Ban finished speaking, something suddenly fell from the black gas.

I thought the ghost was about to appear, but I didn’t expect that the thing that fell was actually a wine gourd? And the lid was still open!

The wine gourd was impartial and landed on the hilt of the sword and stopped steadily on it.

The reason why I was sure it was a wine gourd because the moment the gourd fell, a smell of wine filled the moment it fell.

After the wine gourd fell, a figure slowly appeared from above.

The figure appeared without any fancy moves and fell directly from above.

And when it landed on the ground, my body staggered a few times before I knelt in front of me on one knee.

"Last general, Jing Ke, pay homage to the lord!" The voice came from the figure in front of me, but before I could speak, he continued:

"I would like to forgive my lord. I have just lost some time."

Jing Ke's tone was filled with a hint of drunkenness, and as he finished speaking, he even burped...

Damn... this guy was so slow just now, was he drinking on it?

"Haha, the wine is terrible in Jing Ke! Congratulations to the master, you have won another powerful general." Diao Chan looked at Jing Ke in front of her and covered her mouth and smiled.

"A fierce general...I don't look like this no matter how I look!" I stared blankly at Jing Ke who was kneeling on one knee and said:

"Jing Ke, stand up first and let me take a good look."

"Yes, lord!" Jing Ke stood up and grabbed the wine gourd on the hilt of the sword.

Immediately, he grabbed Canhong who was stuck on the ground with his other hand, and threw it up without even looking at it.

"Clang—"

I saw the Canhong Sword, as if it had eyes, inserted into the scabbard behind him without any bias.

After doing this, he raised his head and took a sip of wine, then looked at me and smiled drunkenly.

Looking at Jing Ke's appearance, I couldn't help but think of my master. However, I guess Jing Ke is better at drinking.

Because this guy has become a ghost, he still drinks so fiercely.

Also, where did he come from the wine in his gourd?

"Master, you don't have to be surprised." Diao Chan seemed to see my contempt and smiled at me:

"Although he does anything slowly, his sword is extremely fast. If you don't believe it, you can let him try it, hahaha..."
Chapter completed!