It's better not to look, but as soon as Zhou Qing looked, he was shocked. He just saw Xuan Yuan Fa Wang being beaten by a group of fierce ghost soldiers until his mouth was bleeding. With a secret method, he broke through the space and escaped. Zhou Qing knew Xuan Yuan Fa Wang's abilities all too well. Even he had been defeated, so Zhou Qing immediately thought of running away!
A flash of white light, and Wen Lanxin suddenly appeared in the formation, anxiously saying: "This formation can only withstand a moment's work, it seems we've underestimated the strength of these fierce ghosts!" As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Yuan Fa Wang also appeared in the formation, calling out in disarray: "Don't worry, the three of us can hold up this large formation for an hour. We'll hide inside and wait for an opportunity to strike. An hour is enough time to take care of these vengeful spirits! Earlier, I was surrounded by them!" Although Xuan Yuan Fa Wang was in disarray, his profound abilities allowed him to quickly recover from his injuries with just a slight circulation of his true energy. Wen Lanxin also didn't want to leave like this, after all, the temptation was too great! The two of them cast their spells, sealing off the passageway leading outside, preparing to go all out and seal off their only escape route. This made Zhou Qing curse them in her heart a hundred times: "Aren't they just trying to drag me down with them?!"
Ahh! A ferocious vanguard charged into Sima Dao, this vanguard wielded a massive three-foot-long cleaver, and unlike other vanguards, his armor, infused with ghostly energy, was also noticeably superior to those of the military souls. The golden mouthpiece, lion belt, qilin armor, and tiger-headed boots all indicated that this vanguard was an extraordinary warrior!
The ghost saw the immortal light swirling around, the sword energy surging and blocking the passage of the great array. He felt an unspeakable disgust and let out a loud roar, like a thunderclap on a clear day! The three-tenths Great Knife condensed by the ghost's power transformed into a burst of dark wind that slashed towards the Taiji diagram formed by the great array. Under the invasion of the ghost's power, Wen Lanxin used the "Sprinkle Beans to Form Soldiers" technique to reinforce the prohibition on self-movement outside the array. The small golden armor gods who were originally spinning around suddenly grew to human size, shining brightly with a dazzling light, looking like heavenly soldiers and generals descending from heaven. One of them, holding a Luo umbrella, swiftly opened it and blocked the ghost general's knife. The other dozens of golden armor gods, holding strange door weapons, quickly pounced on the ghost general, surrounding him, their several tens of glittering, extremely sharp strange door weapons chopping down at the ferocious ghost general like cutting vegetables.
Zhou Qing's eyes were dazzled, and he sighed in his heart: "So many hits in one go, what a pity! That fierce ghost general is done for. If I could have absorbed him, it would have been great. My sarira is just forming, and I need to supplement it with pure spiritual energy." This was like an ancient battlefield, where the martial generals clashed with their enemies, and Zhou Qing's eyes were wide open in amazement.
Boom! A muffled sound echoed, and the golden-armored heavenly god who had opened his umbrella was split in two by the ghost general's knife, along with his umbrella. He transformed into a ball of golden light that twisted and turned, seemingly about to reassemble into human form. However, the large knife did not give him the chance, stopping its downward momentum with a fierce motion, the blade trembling slightly, as if it were being controlled by a master of the highest level.
The knife's edge split into over a dozen strands, simultaneously wrapping around the golden light and slicing it apart. A faint, mournful cry echoed through the air, and the golden light was dispersed by the cold, sinister blade, never to reassemble again, disappearing into thin air.
After the heavenly god was cut down like tofu, the ghost general also fell into a siege, and more than a dozen weapons were about to fall on his head! The ferocious ghost general was not afraid at all. His big knife was withdrawn at an incredible speed. A burst of clashing metal sounds, point, knock, bump, strangle, block, dozens of times in a row. San Ting's big knife moves changed continuously, opening up widely, the knife light was like a dragon jumping out of the water, and in an instant, it knocked open dozens of weapons' strikes, broke free from the siege, and stood upright with his long knife held horizontally in front of his chest, like a towering mountain. Although he was a fierce and brutal spirit, he still inspired a thread of admiration, making one dare not look down on him.
"In this dark and gloomy place, there is actually such a figure, with martial arts and knife skills that have reached the realm of perfection. It's likely that in ordinary fights, battles, and killings, even hundreds of top-notch experts wouldn't be their match!" Xuan Yuan Fa Wang and Wen Lan Xin naturally saw this scene, and were both shocked.
Zhou Qing, however, was very interested in the ghost general's mysterious and unpredictable swordsmanship. As a cultivator, one would usually focus on cultivating their true energy and seeking powerful techniques, strong true energy, and a robust body, without paying much attention to martial arts and physical skills. Zhou Qing also looked down on this aspect, which wasn't surprising, as even if his physical skills were refined, when facing a cultivator, the opponent's body would be like steel, and even if he managed to hit them, he would end up being counterattacked by their true energy, making it a self-defeating approach. For a cultivator in the later stages of Qi Refining, ordinary sword strikes on the body were merely like a mosquito bite, completely harmless.
All the martial arts and techniques are just trivial skills, completely used by ordinary people to fight and brawl. Zhou Qing had always thought so! But now it seems that things are entirely different, under Zhou Qing's heavenly eyes, the ghost general's knife technique is exquisite and unparalleled, as if every move and gesture contains profound principles, in harmony with the Tao of Heaven.
"Could it be? Is this martial art also a way of cultivating the Tao? Can one achieve great enlightenment and become indestructible?" Zhou Qing had some doubts in her mind. "The heavens and earth are all about the Tao! As for techniques, they are lacking! Few techniques can advance to the level of the Tao!" A passage from the Eight-Nine Mystical Arts flashed through her mind, and Zhou Qing seemed to have gained a slight understanding, but she didn't have time to calm down and ponder the mysteries of the art.
The ghost opened up a dozen golden armored heavenly soldiers' attack, and in the blink of an eye, his back was filled with dense rows of dark troops and vengeful spirits. The entire passageway was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, with swirling black smoke and flying skulls, and the aura of evil and violence suppressed even the sword energy that shot out in all directions. The Taiji diagram formed by the converging sword energy shook violently as it was invaded by the killing intent, and the mysterious killing array set up by the two supreme masters showed signs of slight collapse!
The situation immediately turned around, and those dozen or so golden-armored heavenly gods were instantly torn to shreds by the thousands of vengeful spirits, not even leaving a fart behind! The three of them knew that staying in this formation was probably not safe, so they all rushed out of the formation together, with their backs to the sword array, to avoid being attacked from both front and back. Xuan Yuan Fa Wang didn't dare to get angry, but carefully released his Soul Blood Hand, instantly crushing several flying skulls with ferocious faces that were rushing over, "Pap! Pap!" The dark energy of the ghostly power burst out, was absorbed into the blood hand, Xuan Yuan Fa Wang succeeded in one move, his confidence restored, his momentum greatly increased, and his blood hand reached out to grab another nearby Yin soldier who seemed to have a lighter aura. Who doesn't understand this principle?
The new tactics of the Blue Army's Bean Sprouting Technique, although scattered by thousands of Golden Armored Heavenly Soldiers, were still effective. With a move of the spell, all the Heavenly Soldiers on the large array fell down and surrounded Zhou Xuan, entangling him in a fierce battle with the approaching ghostly soldiers. Those ghostly soldiers were clearly not as powerful as the Ghost General's martial arts, and both sides fought with great enthusiasm.
Wen Lanxin's new magic hand grasped the million demons, and the demon god appeared. Seeing that the weak ones were about to pounce on them, the demon god tore at them with a burst of biting, coordinating with Wen Lanxin's own magic. The originally ferocious dark soldiers didn't even have time to react before they were scattered and sucked into the banner! The two of them advanced and retreated suddenly, sometimes floating into the formation, letting the surrounding dark souls pounce on empty air, and then being dispersed by the sword energy. After this round of guerrilla warfare, the number of dark souls decreased by a dozen or so in an instant. Wen Lanxin's demon god became even more ferocious, originally just a huge skull, but after devouring several dark souls, it condensed into half a body below, with two lumps rising at both ends, as if about to grow hands.
