Chapter 308: Follow Brother Long, a master at killing ghosts!
Under the gaze of many NPCs, the transport plane landed.
Long Aotian and the members of the Aotian Club were the first to walk down, followed by the Qinghun Sect's ghost masters led by Elder Qian, as well as the ghost monks from various major sects who rushed to stop them.
"It's Lin Ao! The senior brother of Qinghun Sect, he's back!"
"Unfortunately, the Qinghun Sect's headquarters has been completely destroyed, and this group of people is the only one left in the Qinghun Sect."
"It is such a pity that the greatest sect in ancient and modern times is destroyed just like this."
"At this point, it is no longer the time to pity the Qinghun Sect. The Ghost King has reappeared, and we should work together to suppress the ghost chaos."
The NPCs were talking to each other.
At this time, Elder Qian and Long Aotian had already completed the handover with the military.
Under everyone's attention, Long Aotian walked onto a high platform, holding the loudspeaker given by the military.
"My dear seniors! My dear colleagues!"
"I am a humble junior, Lin Ao from the Qinghun Sect, and I am the direct disciple of the Sect Master!"
"Wan Gui Men attacked Qing Hun Men and released the Ghost King. Now that Da Tian Cheng has fallen, Wan Gui Men is the primary culprit! This crime is unforgivable! But Qing Hun Men should not have underestimated the enemy and made mistakes. We are responsible for the seal being ineffective."
"But my master is seriously ill and has left the sect alone. Now we are trapped in the Great Sky City and are in great danger!"
"Lin Ao is a humble person, but I am willing to use this body to go deep into the Great Heavenly City to save the remaining disciples of the Qinghun Sect! I want to stop the spread of ghost energy!"
Long Aotian shouted loudly: "This trip will definitely lead to danger. Perhaps these words are my last words! I will not force you to go with me! I will travel with my brothers !"
"I only ask that you please consider the merits of the Qinghun Sect and do not blame us! At the same time, we should be prepared to defend against the enemy. If the difficulties in this ghost town cannot be contained, we will all be sinners in history!"
After saying that, Long Aotian dropped the loudspeaker, turned around and said to the elders of other sects: "The ghost energy outside the Great Sky City is filled with ghosts, and I will leave it to you."
"As for the inside of Datian City, leave it to me!"
Long Aotian's tone was firm: "My brothers and I, even if we can't kill the Ghost King, will try to contain the spread of ghost energy and buy as much time as possible for the gathering and support of ghost monks from all over the world!"
The elders of various sects could not help but be moved and were deeply touched.
"The Qinghun Sect is truly righteous! Eight hundred years ago, the current leader of the Qinghun Sect turned the tide and suppressed the Ghost King! He saved lives from danger!"
"For eight hundred years, the Qinghun Sect has been guarding the seal, working diligently without asking for any credit!"
"Now that the Ghost Gate is in chaos and the Ghost King has reappeared, Brother Lin Ao has stepped forward and is not afraid of hardships. He would rather die than surrender to the Ghost City! Stop the Ghost King!"
"This is definitely not the fault of the Qinghun Sect. No one knew that the Wangui Sect was so despicable! Not only was the Qinghun Sect at a loss, but it also had great merit!"
"The entire Qinghun Sect is full of loyal heroes!"
Many sect elders couldn't help but bow to Long Aotian, some even bowed and saluted: "Brother Lin, your name will go down in history!"
"If we can survive this catastrophe, Qinghun Sect will still be the leader among all sects even if it suffers a great disaster! We are willing to fully support Qinghun Sect's reconstruction!"
"Brother Lin, be careful!"
Everyone expressed their opinions. Although they said they should pay attention to safety, everyone knew that the eldest brother would definitely die without a burial place if he went there.
Datian City has become a ghost town, with more than millions of ghosts inside. Long Aotian and the less than a thousand members of the Aotian Club behind him are simply going to die.
They are using their lives to delay time!
Such martyrs are worthy of admiration.
Many NPC disciples of Qinghun Sect cried. Elder Qian also burst into tears. He held Long Aotian's hand and said, "Ao'er, let me go! I'm going to Datian City. I'm old and I don't have many days left to live. You are the eldest senior brother of Qinghun Sect!"
"The head brother has cultivated you all his life so that you can lead the next generation of Qinghun Sect, not to let you die!"
Elder Qian held Long Aotian's hand tightly, but Long Aotian remained indifferent: "Elder Qian, Master has cultivated me so much, I can't just stand by and watch."
"My death is a small matter, but the reputation of Qinghun Sect is great!"
"If I were the eldest senior brother and I were to flee from the battlefield, how would everyone view my Qinghun Sect?"
"I have to be the one on this trip!"
Long Aotian said decisively: "Elder Qian, you are experienced, you should stay outside and lead the other disciples to curb the spread of ghost energy."
Long Aotian's words made everyone admire him even more.
Elder Qian still did not give up: "You have too few people! How about bringing more helpers with you?"
"I believe that there is no one here who is afraid of death!"
Elder Qian swept his eyes around, and the inner disciples of Qinghun Sect stood up one after another, looking at Long Aotian with burning eyes. Many elders of Qinghun Sect also stood up silently.
When a sect is facing life and death and a city is on the verge of collapse, that is when a hero emerges.
In addition to the Qinghun Sect, many monks from NPC sects stood up and proved their determination with actions without any further words.
"no!"
Long Aotian still shook his head and refused: "This trip is very important. No one knows what the current situation is in Datian City. I will go and explore the way first. If I fail, you can organize a second death squad."
"This vanguard must be mine. No one can snatch it from me!"
Long Aotian's impassioned speech made countless NPCs burst into tears, and many weak-hearted female disciples couldn't help but cover their faces and sob.
He knew that he would die if he entered the ghost town, but he left the chance to live to others and welcomed death with a smile.
Such a man is truly a great hero.
"These NPCs are so long-winded."
The members of the Aotian Club were whispering in the team battle channel: "What a waste of time, we are still waiting to go in and kill the ghosts."
"That's right. We are not afraid of death. Why would an NPC follow us to die?"
"I really don't want these NPCs to go with us, so I don't have to take care of them. And if they kill the ghost, wouldn't that be stealing the monster from us?"
"It's so troublesome. I don't know where Brother Long got the patience to explain so much."
"Maybe this is love! Brother Long is still the eldest senior brother after all, so he still has to work hard to show his skills."
Long Aotian ignored the discussion in the player group battle channel and said loudly: "Besides, I have more than just these helpers."
As soon as Long Aotian finished speaking, vehicles continued to come on the driveway in the distance.
There are military transport vehicles, large city trucks, private cars, vans, and even helicopters in the sky.
All kinds of gods show their magical powers.
One by one, players came out of cars and planes, and before they even got to the place, they were shouting, "Brother Long, we're here!"
"Brother Cong said that you are short of people. Don't look down on us because we are low level!"
"The masters are all fighting in the ghost den, so we come here to fight without any notice!"
"Brother Long, I've heard that you're the exclusive teamfight commander for the entire server, and your background music is really awesome. Can you please play a song called "Slim Waist" in the teamfight channel when we're fighting later?"
At a glance, there are all players, with various IDs hanging above their heads. Although their levels are not high, they are mostly casual players and new players.
But there are so many people!
At this cursory glance, at least 100,000 players have gathered here!
Among them are members of the Aotian Club who gathered from various cities, and members of the Aotian Club who had died and resurrected in the ghost town.
"This... so many people?"
Elder Qian was stunned: "Where did it come from?"
Of course, Long Aotian couldn’t say that he had posted on the game forum, calling on players to come.
Even if I said that, these NPCs wouldn't understand.
Long Aotian smiled and said, "These are all new sects, disciples from Akina Villa, coming to support me."
"Akina Villa!"
The NPCs exclaimed, "That Akina Villa that is famous for the number of its disciples!"
"I heard that the number of disciples in Akina Villa is more than that of all our sects combined!"
"It's so terrifying, it really deserves the title of the first villa in the ghost world!"
The NPCs were talking to each other, and even an old man couldn't help but sigh: "Heroes emerge in troubled times, and heroes emerge in young people! They are all a bunch of great guys!"
Elder Qian wanted to open his mouth to say something, but Long Aotian did not give him the chance.
"Everyone enter the team battle channel!"
Long Aotian yelled: "Voice channel 788! The slim waist doesn't fit the atmosphere, let's sing some battle songs to adjust it!"
Passionate music played in the team battle channel, and Long Aotian's familiar deep and hoarse voice rang in the ears of the team battle players.
"Without saying anything else, just follow Brother Long, a master at killing ghosts!"
"There are no roads in this ghost town, fight your way out!"
"If you are my brother, come and chop with me!"
"Team up! Go! Dogs and dogs!"
The players for the second group battle have gathered, and under the leadership of Long Aotian, under the admiring and respectful gazes of the NPCs, they march towards the ghost town in a mighty force.
