Chapter 307 The Fallen City
"Do we have to open the ghost gate at this time?"
"Two great ghost kings are here together! And that guy is much more powerful than me."
The blurry figure on the throne sighed, and Mo Youkun looked in the direction of the players, somewhat puzzled by Xu Xiaofan's decision.
Lord Death said that these guys are also believers of the God of Death and need to be trained, but it is not necessary to let the two ghost kings be trained together, right?
Would it be too difficult for this group of people?
Mo Youkun just thought about it in his mind. He didn't care about these things. He just needed to obey Xu Xiaofan's orders.
"Your Majesty, we cannot wait for the human monks to gather. This group of monks is very strange. After death, they can turn into powerful and strange ghosts to continue fighting."
Yu Xian stepped out of the line, knelt down and said respectfully: "We must send troops quickly! Gather all our forces and defeat them completely before they gather together!"
"Um."
Mo Youkun nodded: "Attack with all your strength."
"good."
Yu Xian nodded, jumped on his horse, pointed his Yin Iron spear to the sky, and shouted loudly: "Beat the drum! March!"
Before the ghost-killing army entered Xiaoyue Village, the 300,000-strong army of ghost soldiers launched the most fierce attack.
"Form a defensive formation!"
Xu Ercong made a prompt decision and gave the order in the team battle channel: "Everyone in the Paradise of the Dead Club, move forward! Die one wave, inherit the attributes, and serve as the front line to resist!"
"All players must use up all their ghost energy before they die! Don't hide ghost treasures anymore!"
"All clubs must obey the instructions and do not die blindly. We must resist and encircle them in stages!"
"The troops outside, hurry up! Get to the main battlefield as soon as possible!"
While commanding the team battle, Xu Ercong did not forget to look back in the direction where Long Aotian left.
"We have to resolve the battle here quickly, otherwise Aotian may not be able to hold on to the battlefield of Qinghunmen alone."
"kill!"
The deafening shouts of the ghost soldiers had obscured Xu Ercong's thoughts.
"For points! For experience!"
Wang Dali roared, leading the charge with the players of the Paradise of the Dead Club: "Brothers, fight with me!"
Although the players have not yet fully assembled, they are not afraid.
Just fight. Even if I die, I can still be stronger than you. We are not panicking at all.
At this moment, Xiaoyue Village was filled with ghostly aura and yin energy surged into the sky. A large-scale battle between humans and ghosts began.
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The deafening ghost howls coming from Xiaoyue Village could not stop Long Aotian's determination. He had already brought the members of the Aotian Club to the outside of the village to join forces with other sects.
"Brother Lin, why did you leave the village?"
An elder of a sect inquired: "I heard ghost noises in the village. It should be that the ghost gate has opened and the ghost-killing army has entered."
"Things have to happen for a reason. We can't wait any longer!"
Long Aotian hurriedly explained: "I just received news that the Wangui Sect took advantage of the interval between the Hundred Sects Conference to attack the Qinghun Sect. I'm afraid my master is in danger. I have to go back to the Qinghun Sect."
"My brothers are here to clear out the evil spirits. Please help me, seniors, and aid the Qinghun Sect!"
After Long Aotian finished speaking, he bowed deeply, which moved all the NPC seniors.
"Something happened at Qinghunmen!"
"This Wan Gui Men is really a sinister villain!"
"Brother Lin, let's go quickly!"
The elders of the NPC factions all supported Long Aotian and decided to personally lead disciples from various factions to support the Qinghun Sect.
After all, the leader of the Qinghun Sect usually has an excellent reputation and his personal conduct is impeccable. He is also a leader-level sect and represents the face of many righteous sects. When something happens to the Qinghun Sect, the other sects will naturally not stand idly by.
At Long Aotian's request, each faction organized their troops and quickly headed for Qinghun Gate.
In the modern context, it’s convenient.
Elder Qian made a phone call and informed the special department of the secular world. Half an hour later, a transport plane stopped in front of the members of the Aotian Club.
“Get on board!”
Long Aotian gave an order: "Kill back to Qinghun Sect!"
The members of the Aotian Club quickly boarded the transport plane, increased the speed, and flew to the city where the Qinghun Sect was located at the fastest speed.
While on the plane, the middle-aged NPC director of the special department was urgently introducing the current situation to Long Aotian and the elders.
"The seal of the Qinghun Gate has been opened, and the Ghost King has reborn!"
"If it was just the Ghost King, it would be easy to deal with, but there is not only the Ghost King in the seal of the Qinghun Gate, but also countless little ghosts and fierce ghosts belonging to the Ghost King!"
"Now the entire Great Sky City has fallen! Several surrounding cities have also been affected. City residents cannot evacuate in time, and the military force cannot effectively target the ghosts. We still need everyone to work together."
The middle-aged minister was sweating profusely. This sudden disaster left everyone at a loss.
"The people from Wanguimen are really capable."
An elder of the sect frowned: "Not only is there a ghost master in charge of the Qinghun Sect headquarters, but there is also an army stationed at the seal all year round . How did they bypass these guards and open the seal?"
"Moreover, the seal itself is very strong. It cannot be broken without a supreme treasure. Even if it is broken, there are signs before it is broken, and people can repair it to delay time."
“There are so many strange things in it!”
The NPC sect elders were talking among themselves. Elder Qian had a gloomy face and said, "Now that things have come to this, the seal of the Qinghun Sect has been opened. There is no point in thinking about this any further!"
"The most important thing is to recapture the Ghost King, eliminate all the ghosts, and minimize the losses!"
The middle-aged minister nodded when he heard this: "Yes, yes, Elder Qian is absolutely right."
Long Aotian looked at Elder Qian: "Is there anything special about this Ghost King?"
"It's nothing special, but it has a strong ghost energy and many magical powers. Ordinary cultivators are no match for it."
Elder Qian pondered for a moment, "The Ghost King has been sealed for eight hundred years. After being sealed, his strength should have declined a little... Oh, right! I remember that the ancient books of the sect recorded that the ghost energy that sealed the Ghost King is very special!"
"The reason why this ghost king caused cholera in the past was because of his special the ghost energy touches ordinary humans, they will be killed on the spot and transformed into new ghosts to fight with the ghost king."
"This is the most difficult part for the Ghost King."
Elder Qian frowned and said, "If the situation is not optimistic, I suspect that Datian City has completely fallen and has become a paradise for ghosts."
"The whole city has become a ghost town?"
Long Aotian took a breath, glanced at the members of the Aotian Club behind him, and sighed, "This is a bit difficult."
A city has at least several million permanent residents. If so many people were to become ghosts, even if they were only evil spirits, it would be difficult to deal with them.
At least, considering the number of members in the Aotian Club, this world-class mission is very difficult.
The transport plane was still flying rapidly in the sky, heading towards the Qinghun Gate of Datiancheng.
The distant great city of heaven.
At this moment, the entire city has been shrouded in endless darkness and ghostly aura. Even the moonlight cannot tear through the darkness and provide a slightest bit of light.
The city that was brightly lit an hour ago has now become a dead, dark ghost town, filled with gloomy and spooky atmosphere.
Even standing on the outskirts of the city, one can feel the bone-chilling coldness that feels like a freezing winter.
A large number of troops were stationed on the outskirts of the city, standing guard vigilantly and looking into the distance at the city.
All the nearby ghost sects have already sent all their disciples here, even those who have just joined the sect. This is a horrific ghost chaos that is affecting the entire world, and no one can stand idly by.
Even foreign monastic sects urgently prepared monastic support forces and quickly flew to Datian City to provide support.
The ghost energy of Datian City is still spreading, gradually spreading to the surrounding villages and cities. There are countless evil spirits and ghosts hidden in the ghost energy, waiting for any opportunity to devour any living things.
The sect's disciples who were urgently summoned barely resisted the spread of the ghost energy. They continued to cast spells and smashed out ghost treasures, but it was just a drop in the bucket.
Now we are in great need of a strong main force of monks to suppress the evil spirit in Datian City and control the further deterioration of the situation.
In the tense waiting.
The sky in the distance lit up and a transport plane flew over from a distance.
A disciple from an NPC sect raised his head, saw the logo on the transport plane, and shouted, "The people from the Qinghun Sect are back."
