In the wilderness.

The Yin soldiers were wearing armor, standing in formation, holding spears tightly in their hands, covered with blood, and a very oppressive evil spirit rose into the sky. Although the number was not very large, the formation looked...

Extremely terrifying.

At this time, these ghost soldiers were standing in the mass graves. In front of them, several players who had just come from the real world were standing, somewhat at a loss.

"The Yin soldiers took the opportunity... These should be the ghost soldiers commanded by the ghost king just mentioned in the description of the dungeon. They should be patrolling the surrounding area and happened to find us..."

A player with the ID name - Sikong Ne felt the strong evil aura rushing towards his face and frowned: "They have formed a formation now, and the evil aura has its own style. It will be difficult to break through in a short time. Maybe they can still."

It will attract the attention of the surrounding ghost soldiers."

"I think it's better for us to hide now."

Although there are currently four players here, they have just entered the dungeon and have not yet figured out what is happening around them and where the terrain is.

It would be a bit bad to act rashly like this and go directly to a conflict. After all, it is an advanced copy, so it is better to be cautious.

The dissuasion in Sikong Ne's mouth has not yet been uttered.

But see.

The player in front of him with the wail stick in his hand actually rushed directly into the pile of Yin soldiers.

Not only did he not avoid those who came, he even came to provoke him.

The Yin soldier held a spear in his hand and without any hesitation, he stabbed the charging man hard, and a bloody aura rushed towards his face.

Li Ling turned away, holding the mourning stick in his hand, instilling Yin Qi into it, and struck hard at the Yin soldier wielding a spear.

Only a "bang" sound was heard.

In the astonished eyes of all the players.

Even with the protection of the steel helmet on his head, the head of the Yin soldier immediately dented under the beating of the mourning stick with a terrifying magnitude visible to the naked eye, and the whole ghost was knocked to the ground by this powerful force.

So cool...

Looking at the deformed steel helmet, Li Ling held the mourning stick in his hand and nodded.

really.

It must be that the stuff from the underworld is more effective.

Even if the opponent is protected, he can still knock him over in one fell swoop. In fact, Li Ling had reserved some strength just now, fearing that he would explode due to excessive force.

Take a deep breath.

Avoid the thrusts from the side.

Li Ling thrust the Soul Receiving Flag into the ground, poured Yin Qi into it, and launched an attack on these ghost soldiers.

Go down with a stick.

The helmet instantly twisted, and the spirit body could not bear the terrifying aura, and directly lost its ability to fight. Under the influence of the title of Knocking Sap, it collapsed to the ground, and then the soul body was dragged and sucked into the flag by the suction force coming from the soul collecting flag.

Inside.

In this way, I don't have to worry about escaping. The Soul Collection Flag will automatically help absorb it. It can be summed up in two words, which is convenient.

The most advanced equipment and the most comfortable ghost-catching experience.

Every time Li Ling waved his arms, a ghost soldier would fall down. Not long after, the four or five ghost soldiers in the front row had been loaded into the soul collecting flags.

The remaining ones saw that the situation was not good, and a blood energy condensed from more than a dozen ghost soldiers rushed towards their faces. Suddenly, the evil energy seemed to turn into evil ghosts, trying to bite their bodies.

Li Ling ignited a wisp of hell fire at his fingertips, and with a slight tap, the evil spirit instantly melted away and turned into a fuel, causing the flames to spread towards them, unable to be used with force, coupled with the suppression of the Soul-Confining Technique.

Thus.

In the eyes of other players who are gradually confused.

Like a whack-a-mole, he walked up to the ghost soldiers, picked up the mourning stick and knocked it down with one blow. When he fainted, he threw it directly into the soul-collecting flag. For about three or four minutes, he was still standing in front of the mass grave.

All these ghost soldiers disappeared.

There were only pieces of broken armor and some deformed helmets left.

After cleaning up these ghost soldiers.

Li Ling put away the Soul Collection Flag, turned around, and approached several players: "Sorry, I was busy with something just now and didn't pay attention. Did someone call me just now?"

Sikong Ne:...

"No, you heard wrong."

After pondering for a while, he said this.

The words fell to the ground.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

Several players looked at Li Ling with straight eyes, their expressions were very dull, and they seemed to be still immersed in the scene just now.

The group of Yin soldiers just now were in double digits at least.

In the blink of an eye, everything was dealt with.

In other words.

As soon as you enter the dungeon, the other party is already qualified to settle rewards.

While these guys were observing him, Li Ling also looked at the players who had entered the advanced dungeon this time.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

A very fat man, wearing glasses, looks very slovenly. Although he is fat, his face is pale and he feels malnourished. His ID is Wangchi.

The person standing next to him was the complete opposite. He was as thin as if he had esophageal cancer. He was so thin that his skin was glued to his bones and there was no flesh and blood inside. Standing in this mass grave, it seemed as if the wind could blow away his body.

He fell to the ground, but strangely, he seemed to be in good spirits and had the aura of something strange about him.

The ID name is: Wang Buxu.

Um...

This ID is somewhat inconsistent with this status.

As for the other one, he is currently the most normal-looking guy, wearing a long robe, and his ID is Sikong Ne.

After a moment of silence.

Wang Chi's voice came over, sounding very weak: "According to the dungeon prompts, in addition to a few of us who came to defeat the Ghost King, there should be a group of dungeon NPCs. Do we need to find them first?"

"Anyway, judging from my level, I can't handle ten evil ghosts alone. These ghost soldiers obviously all walked together in formation, and they have survived for so long, so their intelligence is not low."

Thinking about it, he pondered for a while and looked at Li Ling: "Of course, this elder can pretend that I didn't say anything."

Li Ling:...

After hearing this, the other players nodded and agreed with this statement. According to the context laid down by the copy, rushing to deal with the ghosts will definitely not work. Try to find a large force first...

Although the task bar in Li Ling's eyes now shows that it is completed, he can settle the matter at any time and exit the instance.

but...

Walk?

I finally came here and caught so many ghosts. How could I leave?

Although, just at the moment of entering the dungeon, the ghosts caught were already quite rich, according to the description of the dungeon.

There are thousands of powerful ghosts here, and there is even a ghost king.

It would be a bit of a waste to go back like this without making any big waves.

Thinking.

A few people did not stay in the mass graves, but left the area first, feeling the atmosphere, and slowly went to look for the so-called large army.

And in Li Ling's perception.

There is indeed a lot of evil spirit around.

Looking in that direction, you can see a lot of ghost soldiers patrolling the open space... Basically they are in groups of twenty or thirty.

And it is extremely dense. Unless it is solved quickly, the movement caused will be discovered immediately.

Wang Chi looked towards the north and seemed to have discovered something: "There... there seem to be traces left by some people."

Following his gaze, he could vaguely see a small village at the foot of the mountain in the distance... and there were a lot of aura fluctuations coming from inside, which belonged to humans and were not ghosts.

"This should be it..."

Seeing this, Sikong Ne didn't hesitate and walked over immediately: "Let's go over and take a look first."

Hear the words.

Li Ling looked at the village, then at the ghost soldiers behind him, and fell into a brief silence. After a moment, he said: "Then what..."
Chapter completed!