A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops will meet.

it's out of the question.

A cloud-piercing arrow, Qin He carried a shovel to meet him.

This...is possible.

When Qin He heard the scream, his ears immediately stood up.

The arrow through the cloud is a very unified thing.

The so-called "unification" means that no matter how you study this thing, as long as it is designed and produced to pursue the farthest sound transmission, no matter what the process is, it will eventually end up with the same destination and emit almost the same tone.

The higher the quality of the cloud-piercing arrow, the more unified the sound.

The spread of sound in the Ghost City is also very hindered and cannot spread too far.

But being able to hear means that you are not far away.

Qin He did not hesitate at all, and the black shovel instantly changed into a nine-toothed rake, and then rushed over with a few flashes.

In a short while, Qin He arrived at the intersection.

The arrow broke through the air and slowly fell after the power disappeared. With a "ding bell", it just landed in front of Qin He less than three steps away.

Qin He looked around and leaned over to pick up the arrow.

As I heard, the sound arrows are extremely well-made, and the whistle part is actually black iron.

There is also the emblem of the Dajing royal family on it.

"Since you have fired an arrow and I am here, why don't you come out to meet?" After a pause, Qin He looked at an inconspicuous corner of the street. The fog there was so bright that it was a little bit brighter.

As soon as he finished speaking, the fog there faded, and four people appeared.

Of course, it was the Marquis of Ziyi and the three guards.

At this moment, the mood of the Ziyi Hou was simply indescribable, and there was also a deep confusion.

One of the shocks was Qin He's insight.

The fog he used to use a magic weapon that could arrange a hidden magic array.

This kind of magic weapon can be integrated with the environment and arranged in the fog, which is simply the most suitable one.

Even if a strong man from the Tao Palace realm comes, it is difficult to lock his position at a glance.

The second is the nine-toothed rake that Qin He carried on his shoulder.

This is so well-known and regarded as a legend.

The missions of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom were sent away one after another by the Nine-Tyed Rake.

It’s just that it is a tiger demon. Now, it’s not a tiger demon.

This is the hidden dragon!

As for confusion, it is the fluctuations in Qin He's body.

The realm of ordinary body!

Only the realm of the body!

At the beginning of the cultivation level, even the farmers and the barbarians in the mountains can break through the level that they can only practice more.

The Ziyi Hou couldn't believe it, so he sensed it several times before he was convinced that he had not responded correctly.

The three guards of the Ziyi Marquis were also looking at me, looking at you, and communicating with each other about their confusion and shock.

"I'm in the Great Jing Kingdom, how dare you ask me who you are?" The Ziyi Hou tried his best to calm down his expression and asked.

Even if you can come here alone, even if you are really an ordinary state, it is not a simple person, let alone something like oppression can be suppressed and released.

But this one is too modest.

"My name is Hua'an, a lost traveler." Qin He raised his lips slightly, then raised the nine-toothed rake in his hand and asked directly: "Have you seen this rake?"

"I haven't seen it before, but I have heard of it. You are the Lord of Heaven. I admire you." The Lord of Purple Clothing bowed and nodded to greet him.

Qin He breathed and said, "Since that's the case, I'm too lazy to talk too much. In a word, where is the core of this Ghost City? As a lost traveler, I am very interested in it and want to offer my warmth and greetings to the core of Ghost City."

"You are the light of the human race!" The Purple-Yi Hou said in admiration.

This man used a calm tone and said the most ruthless words.

Not to mention whether it is OK or not, whether it is OK, just because of this kind of heroic spirit, the Marquis of Purple-Yuan wished to give Qin He a thumbs up.

If everyone has such a heroic spirit, like the one from the East Palace.

Why did the great scenery be pressed to the ground to rub?

"The gathering of ghost soldiers here should be a node. The core idea of ​​the Ghost City is not far away."

"Since the founding of the Great Jing Kingdom, this supernatural scene has been mentioned at least a dozen times. When asked where you are the core, you asked a 'think'?" Qin He frowned, not satisfied with this answer.

The Ziyi Hou hesitated for a moment, then said with some pain: "I... have something to help you."

"no!"

"Mr. Marquis, don't!"

However, as soon as he said this, he was stopped by three guards.
Chapter completed!