Rebirth of Wild Fire

Latest website: Lu Yang did not ask them to decide the outcome in one battle, but asked them to use a steady advancement method to rush into the living area of ​​the Ghost Face Clan and kill some enemies every day. With cooperation, they could fight against the confused Ghost Face Clan. When the strong fight, the battle losses of the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood will be minimized.

"Let's go in too." Lu Yang released the Yanyang rope and grabbed Bai Shi and Liu Ruohuai. Zhuojiu, Xia Yuwei, Kuai Bansheng, Zhou Tianming and others next to them used their spells to fly into the air, and followed Lu Yang towards The elders of the ghost town flew towards the resting direction.

The seventeen elders of the Ghost Face Tribe have never fought a single battle since they came to Earth, and they are all trapped in the central area of ​​the Ghost City.

The voice of the Blazing Demon God passed into the souls of Zhuojiu and others, and said: "Be careful, do not use soul-based attacks when facing the Ghost Face Clan, especially Zhou Tianming, who is strictly prohibited from using any soul-based spells."

"Ah? I haven't used my strongest move, Burial Song of the Underworld, yet." Zhou Tianming was a little confused. Basically, all of his attack moves were soul-based.

The Blazing Demon God chuckled and said: "Ghost Face Clan, Ghost Face Clan, why are they called Ghost Face Clan? It's not because they look like ghosts, but because they are born with soul bodies, and they rely on cultivating their souls to improve their strength, especially on their bodies. The ghost thorns are specially designed to restrain extraterrestrial demons. This is the main reason why this race can become a divine race."

"Then I'm useless." Zhou Tianming said speechlessly.

"Don't be discouraged. You can be used as bait. The Ghost Face Clan is extremely obsessed with eating extraterrestrial demons. To them, you are a special delicacy." said the Blazing Demon God.

Lu Yang, Zhuojiu and the others were speechless and laughing. No one expected that the Blazing Demon God would tell them jokes after he turned into a kind teacher.

"Actually, the Blazing Demon God is right. Zhou Tianming can indeed serve as a bait. Although he cannot release soul-based attack spells, he can still release illusions. Once attacked by illusions, the Ghost Face Tribe will pretend to be attacked and slowly come closer. Sneak attack," said Malthus.

"Is this okay?" Lu Yang had to admire that it was convenient to have a PepsiCo expert like Malthus.

Malthus said with some pride: "Don't think that the Ghost Face Tribe is very strong. They are born with soul bodies and cannot harden their soul bodies. Therefore, their close defense capabilities are very poor. If they encounter a physical attack of level 7 or above, they may be hit with one blow." Just break their souls.”

Lu Yang patted Zhou Tianming on the shoulder and said, "The task of baiting will be left to you."

"No problem." Zhou Tianming nodded.

Malthus continued: "Once the seduction is successful, Lu Yang is responsible for trapping the target with the Chaos Demon Flame Pillar. The White Lion takes this opportunity to rush over and shatter the opponent's soul core. Even the Ghost-faced Man at the peak of the quasi-god level cannot withstand the White Lion." A lion’s full blow.”

The White Lion has the bloodline of Ghost Face Roar. Although he is only at the peak of the monarch level, in terms of strength alone, even Liu Ruohuai, who has been promoted to a demigod, is no match for the White Lion. Among the ancient chaos beasts, Ghost Face Roar's natural divine power can rank among top ten.

"I will try my best." A bloody battle ax appeared in the white lion's right hand, which was the blood roar of the pinnacle-level weapon of the monarch.

Malthus looked at Xia Yuwei and said, "Once the attack starts, you must instantly release the space barrier to prevent the sound from reaching inside."

"Leave it to me." Xia Yuwei said.

Malthus looked at Zhuojiu and Liu Ruohuai again, and said: "Your mission is to protect the White Lion. If he misses, Zhuojiu will release a holy light barrier to block the Ghost Face Clan's spells. Liu Ruohuai will attack as a substitute and smash the Ghost Face Clan's spells." Soul core.”

"Yes." Zhuojiu and Liu Ruohuai said together.

"We are about to reach the place ahead, everyone, be prepared." The voice of the Blazing Demon God reached everyone's ears.

Lu Yang looked back at the brothers. Once upon a time, he was the only one fighting on such a battlefield. Now, the brothers have become so powerful that they can share a lot of pressure for him.

"Let's go." Lu Yang waved his hand and led everyone down. They had arrived at the location of the Ghost Face Clan's elders.

After passing through the fog, Lu Yang, Zhuo Jiu and others landed in a forest of Ghost King Trees. Not far ahead, there was a huge wooden palace made of Ghost King Trees, which was five or six kilometers wide and even more long. More than ten kilometers away, a large number of powerful monarchs from the Ghost Face Clan looked crazy at the gate of the palace.

"God's punishment~! God's punishment~!"

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Lu Yang waved his hand and signaled everyone to pick a target. He took out the two-headed bird war hammer, walked forward slowly, aimed at the head of a powerful monarch, and smashed it down.

"Click~!"

There was a sound like a walnut breaking, and the soul core of a monarch-level warrior from the Ghost Face Clan was smashed by Lu Yang with a hammer. In an instant, the powerful warrior from the Ghost Face Clan died!

Following a crisp clicking sound, Zhuojiu and Baishi also completed their attacks on their respective targets. The monarch-level ghost-faced warriors at the door were all dead!

"Monarch level~!" Bai Shi sighed softly and said, "It's not easy to cultivate to this level."

Lu Yang also felt a little sad in his heart and said: "The god they originally believed in has put too much pressure on them. Let's go to the door and have a look."

Zhuojiu, Baishi and others nodded, followed Lu Yang to the gate, and looked inside. In a house directly opposite the gate, you could see through the open door a 5-meter-tall quasi-god of the Ghost Face Tribe. Sitting there in the middle of the hall.

It seemed that he was concentrating with his eyes closed, but Lu Yang could clearly sense that the magic power in the other party's body was very disordered. It was obvious that he was in an extremely uneasy state.

Lu Yang took everyone and hid behind the gate, and said to Zhou Tianming: "If you create a scene of divine punishment, he will definitely be fooled."

Zhou Tianming also thought that this illusion was the most suitable. After seeing that the white lion was already hiding on the other side and making preparations, he stepped out to the gate, pointed at the quasi-god of the Ghost Face Clan in the distance, and chanted a spell.

In an instant, a ray of purple-black light shot into the mind of the quasi-god of the Ghost Face Clan. The strong man from the Ghost Face Clan who was sitting on the ground suddenly stood up, with a look of horror on his face.

"I am a sinner~!"

"God, please forgive me."

"Let me come back to you."

"Give me another chance."

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While begging one after another, the quasi-gods of the Ghost Face Clan gradually approached Zhou Tianming, with the intention of kneeling down to Zhou Tianming and treating Zhou Tianming as the god they believed in.

Zhou Tianming pretended to be fooled, and stood there with a smile on his face as he stared at the Ghost Face Tribe who was gradually approaching him. A soul knife appeared in his hand, but just when Zhou Tianming was about to take action, the Ghost Face Tribe's quasi-god level strongman Face But he sneered and stopped one meter away from the door.

"What a delicious extraterrestrial devil, I, Kami Yang, are not welcome." The quasi-god of the Ghost Face Clan turned into a black light and rushed toward Zhou Tianming.

"Chaos Demon Flame Pillar"

108 chains of purple demonic flames emitted from Lu Yang's body and instantly wrapped around the body of the quasi-god-level strongman of the Ghost Face Tribe.

"Damn it, do you think you can trap me like this?" The quasi-god-level strongman of the Ghost Face Clan roared, and terrifying magic power burst out from his body, trying to break the 108 chains of chaotic demon flames, but at this moment moment.

The white lion turned into a ray of white light and rushed out from the side. He raised his hands with a blood roar and slashed down with all his strength, accurately cutting into the chest of the strong man from the Ghost Face Clan.

"Crack~!" There was a sound, and the quasi-god-level strongman of the Ghost Face Tribe stared at the white lion with disbelieving eyes. The next second, his body collapsed and dissipated, and a golden and black bead engraved with strange patterns appeared. It split into two and fell to the ground.

"Quasi God? Dead?" Xia Yuwei instantly opened the sound barrier, looked at Zhuzi blankly and asked, "Isn't this incredible?"

Malthus said: "Don't overestimate the power of quasi-gods. They are not gods yet. To put it bluntly, they are top monarch-level strongmen with some godly abilities. They are very different from real gods."

The Blazing Demon God said: "Pick up the beads, I will find them of great use."

Lu Yang nodded, picked up the beads and said, "Let's continue. At this speed, the elders of the Ghost Face Clan will be able to clean up today."

Everyone smiled and followed Lu Yang into the depths of the palace.