Chapter 622

White Paper Xiancheng.

The ghost tide was impacting the city walls wave after wave.

With the City Guard Army as the backbone, and a large number of cultivators around the Xiancheng as the flesh and blood, the defensive force formed was guarding the city.

At every moment, countless ghosts were beaten until their souls flew away and scattered, and many cultivators also fell.

Tie Guzheng, as the commander of the City Guard Army, had a stern expression at this moment, staring tightly at the battlefield, and from time to time issued orders to adjust the city defense.

"There are only three reserve armies left." Tie Guzheng felt heavy-hearted.

Previously, the White Paper City Lord rewarded the brave heavily and gathered almost all the living forces around the Xiancheng, filling them into the city defense, which was why they had barely guarded it for so many days.

And after being scoured by multiple ghost tides, the defensive power of White Paper Xiancheng had also suffered many losses, and the troop strength was once again stretched thin.

"Report—! The West City Gate is in an emergency; a large number of Soul-Hooking Geckos have climbed onto the wall and have already occupied a section of the city wall!" An emergency military report came over.

Tie Guzheng's brows furrowed even tighter, and he quickly calculated in his heart, finding that almost none of the three reserve armies could handle it.

"Besides me personally taking action, I can only pin my hopes on the Qing-Jiao Army."

The so-called Qing-Jiao Army was the army led by Qing Chi and Jiao Ma (Unlike Ning Zhuo), organized by the ghost clan Qing family and the human clan Jiao family providing people and money.

Strictly speaking, Qing Chi had not yet succeeded in building the army and could only be considered an embryonic form of an army.

"The order has been received; we are going to the West City Gate!" In the city, Qing Chi opened her eyes and stood up abruptly.

She had been waiting for the military order to attack for a long time and was already impatient.

The other cultivators had also been preparing for battle for a long time, and upon hearing this, they moved and followed closely behind Qing Chi.

Qing Chi ran out of the temporary barracks first, rushing toward the West City Gate.

Behind her followed a large group of cultivators.

"Finally moving out," Unlike Ning Zhuo was located elsewhere, looking into the distance secretly.

"They don't have the orderly marching of the Three General Camp or the Red Flower Camp because there is no time for specialized military training. However, in the city, there is no space for large-scale marching and combat in the alleys and streets."

"But this shortcoming must be filled."

"After all, killing into the Underworld is not a battlefield with such complex terrain."

A section of the city wall near the West City Gate no longer had any cultivators, and dozens of Soul-Hooking Geckos were coiled together, occupying this place.

At the same time, a large number of Soul-Hooking Geckos were still climbing the city wall, surging onto the wall head.

The city wall of White Paper Xiancheng was not so easy to climb; the layers of wall paper were talisman paper, which had been burning continuously, and many ghosts let out miserable howls as soon as they touched it. Those with weak strength were all burned to ashes.

The Soul-Hooking Geckos with strong strength endured the burning of the talisman paper and climbed onto the city wall with residual sparks.

The geckos stuck out their tongues at each other, licking each other's bodies, licking the sparks on each other clean bit by bit.

They were recovering rapidly!

The leader who saw this scene already had red eyes, knowing that he must not indulge them.

"At this rate, this section of the city wall will fall. If we don't take it back, the West City Gate will be in danger. By then,"

"we will be the sinners of the city's loss!"

"One more time, everyone charge with me!"

The leader's shouting voice was already hoarse, and he led the charge with his injured body.

The courage and responsibility of the cultivators were stimulated by him, and they followed him in a desperate counter-charge to take back the city wall.

The Soul-Hooking Geckos turned their heads almost at the same time, opening their mouths to spit out their coiled tongues.

The tongues shot out like electricity, with astonishing speed, and after straightening, the length was also quite astonishing.

In the blink of an eye, these tongues hit many cultivators.

The cultivators did not have time to react and were hit one after another.

Among them, some relied on their own defensive means to survive this wave of offensive, but most were hit, and their souls were hooked out of their physical bodies when the tongues retracted.

The speed at which the gecko tongues retracted was even faster than when they shot out!

The souls of the cultivators were rolled away by the tongues and brought into the geckos' mouths.

The geckos closed their mouths one after another, swallowing them in one gulp.

The physical bodies that lost their souls fell to the ground one after another; in this round of attacks, at least fifty percent of the cultivators were lost.

The morale of the cultivators suffered a huge blow and began to waver one after another.

The leader shouted: "Keep charging!"

But only a few people followed him.

The rest of the people scattered and fled backward one after another.

Unlike Ning Zhuo watched this scene secretly, but he was not surprised.

The leader and the cultivators who finally followed him in the charge were all City Guard Army. Even if they were not a regular cultivation army, they were well-trained on weekdays and were from good families, loyal and willing to fight.

But the rest of the people were mostly from the villages around the Xiancheng.

This group of country folk did not have deep feelings for the Xiancheng, and they had not experienced such tragic battles, nor had they undergone arduous and strenuous training, so their morale was not stable.

If it weren't for the fact that White Paper Xiancheng itself had strong city defense, just relying on this group of cultivators, they would have long since fallen apart under the ghost tide and been killed until they were completely scattered.

The geckos opened their mouths again, shooting out the second round of tongues.

The leader and several cultivators fell instantly, staring wide-eyed in unwillingness.

Their souls were all hooked away and disappeared into the geckos' bellies.

The Qing-Jiao Army that rushed here took in this scene.

"Something is wrong. The strength of this group of Soul-Hooking Geckos far exceeds the normal level; what is going on?" Qing Yan frowned.

He had just wanted to pause his steps and observe cautiously when he heard Qing Chi, who was in front of him, shout angrily: "Good beasts! Charge with me, avenge our comrades!"

Everyone had been cultivated by the military seed, and the first military system was 【Obeying Orders and Prohibiting Actions】, which made this embryonic army more inclined to follow the leader's orders.

Therefore, after hearing Qing Chi's shout, they swarmed onto the city wall.

"I—" Qing Yan stared.

Unlike Ning Zhuo had been watching the battle from afar: "Qing Chi's choice is correct!"

He was someone who had experienced major battles after all, and he had captured this fleeting opportunity for battle.

Sure enough, seeing a large group of people rushing over, only a few Soul-Hooking Geckos opened their mouths again to shoot out their tongues.

The speed of these few tongues was truly too fast, and even if the cultivators had psychological preparations early on, they could not intercept them and could only rely on their own protection to resist hard.

The tongues hit the targets, but the soldiers just paused for a moment and continued the charge.

The group of cultivators who had just scattered and retreated saw this scene and widened their eyes, very shocked: "What's going on? Their defensive means are about the same as ours?"

If it weren't for understanding that these Soul-Hooking Geckos were pure ghosts and naturally full of hatred and desire to kill for the living, the onlookers would have almost thought that these geckos were letting them win.

Sharp rays of light flashed in Unlike Ning Zhuo's eyes, and he immediately understood: "It's the constitution!"

"The soldiers have all been cultivated by the military seed, and their physical bodies and souls have been improved toward the direction of Paper Money Underworld Soldiers,"

"and their foundation has undergone several rounds of major increases."

The military demand was high, but you get what you pay for!

The degree of foundation improvement brought to the soldiers by the military seed was very huge.

Their own defensive means belonged to the normal level, but their foundation was thick, far exceeding the conventional level by a large margin, which led to the Soul-Hooking Geckos' attacks having almost no effect.

"Hmm?!" Seeing this scene, the enemy general who had been hiding in a certain corner could not sit still and took the initiative to appear.

Wandering Dao Field!

He used all his strength, launched the Dao Field, and immediately deepened the influence on this section of the city wall battlefield.

A round, gray moon, blurry and vague, appeared above everyone's heads.

On the city wall, in the surrounding air, silver-gray threads floated up, like the tentacles of a jellyfish, swaying in the air.

The cultivators who were in the Dao Field felt their souls floating, as if they were about to leave their physical bodies.

Their feeling was not wrong; some of the cultivators who had scattered and retreated could not restrain themselves and flew their souls out of their physical bodies, terrified for a moment.

Qing Yan's eyes shot out sharp rays of light: "Wandering Ghost God!"

This was a ghost god of the Underworld, with a long history and widespread fame. Its image was a gray round moon, with countless mica tentacles extending around it.

These silver-gray wandering threads like mica tentacles could easily extract the souls of others, and ordinary means were difficult to damage the threads, making them very difficult to deal with.

However, on the city wall, the power of the Wandering Dao Field was blocked by White Paper Xiancheng itself, and ten percent of its strength could not even exert four percent.

"So that's how it is!" Unlike Ning Zhuo suddenly realized, "The Wandering Ghost General is hiding here and has taken action secretly."

Unlike Ning Zhuo immediately identified the enemy general's identity.

Because after Sun Lingtong obtained Luo Si's approval, he had already returned to the living world. A few days ago, he had been hiding in the Underworld army camp, with an ox cavalry squad by his side.

It was very convenient and reliable for him to scout military intelligence.

The Wandering Ghost General believed in the Wandering Ghost God, and the Wandering Dao Field he cast could make the connection between the soul and the physical body of the living beings in the Dao Field no longer so tightly attached, making it easier to separate. Moreover, the souls acting outside the body were much faster than usual.

It was precisely because he took action secretly and influenced this battlefield that the previous defenders suffered calculations and had no power to fight back under the attack of the Soul-Hooking Geckos.

The Dao Field was enhanced, immediately affecting Qing Chi and others; many people's souls exceeded their thighs and arms while running.

Qing Chi shouted: "Paper Armor Technique!"

The cultivators followed the orders and cast the Paper Armor Technique one after another.

In a few breaths, they were all covered with layers of talisman paper.

The defensive effect of the paper armor was immediate, immediately restraining the souls, and at the same time resisting the subsequent tongue-spitting of the Soul-Hooking Geckos.

The Wandering Ghost General frowned immediately.

The Paper Armor Technique was not rare, and the Paper Armor Technique they cast clearly had a lot of attainment. When a truly brilliant Paper Armor Technique was cast, it could form the shape of armor, and the defensive ability was even more astonishing.

And the Paper Armor Technique they cast was only at the most superficial level—

-just sticking talisman papers to the body, which looked very thin at a glance.

But what surprised the Wandering Ghost General was that the practical effect of these talisman papers was very good, directly isolating the influence of the Dao Field, and even having the spare strength to defend against the attacks of the gecko tongues.

This was very unreasonable!

Unless the Paper Armor Technique was very suitable for these cultivators.

Cultivators had different constitutions, and there would be great differences in their affinity for some spells. For the same spell, the power might be vastly different when cast by different people.

"But it makes no sense that these cultivators are all suitable for the Paper Armor Technique! Unless—"

The Wandering Ghost General's heart sank, and he hurriedly took out a ghost fan.

The ghost fan fanned continuously, urging a gust of yin wind.

The yin wind was surging, with a majestic momentum, immediately rolling over the entire battlefield.

"What a big yin wind!"

"Retreat quickly, this wind is going to blow people to death."

Many cultivators who had scattered and retreated were in a bad state, their faces changed drastically, and they retreated one after another.

Qing Chi and others were rolled by the yin wind, their momentum was immediately curbed, and seeing that they were about to be rolled and lose their footing, the whole army wavered, Qing Chi shouted: "Yin-Crossing Technique!"

She was the master of the military seed, the first commander, and naturally learned these two spells.

Even the cultivators who did not learn the Yin-Crossing Technique through the military seed learned this spell through mutual learning.

The Yin-Crossing Technique blessed the cultivators, immediately turning the previously vast yin wind into a breeze blowing on the face.

Of course, this was only the feeling of the Qing-Jiao Army; in the eyes of outsiders, it was that these people directly adapted to the yin wind, faced the strong wind, and continued to charge and kill.

The Soul-Hooking Geckos were all full and bloated, and their own combat power was greatly reduced.

Qing Chi led the new army and rushed to the scene at this critical moment, successfully killing their way there.

First, it was a crushing impact, killing most of the geckos on the spot. Subsequently, the cultivators fought desperately.

The Soul-Hooking Geckos were tragically slaughtered.

Seeing that this section of the city wall was about to return to White Paper Xiancheng, the Wandering Ghost General could not hold back and rushed down from mid-air.

"Well come!" Qing Chi's eyes shot out sharp rays of light, green flames surged over her whole body, and she stepped hard under her feet, rushing toward the Wandering Ghost General.

Bang bang bang!

The two exchanged punches and kicks in mid-air, making sounds of thunder, shaking the entire battlefield.

The Wandering Ghost General retreated slightly, urging the ghost fan. Qing Chi urged the green flames, shooting out clusters of fist flowers.

The two fought for three rounds, evenly matched.

The Wandering Ghost General saw that the cultivators had re-occupied the city wall and were easily beheading the Soul-Hooking Geckos that climbed onto the wall head later, knowing that the situation was gone, and gave birth to the intention of retreating.

Qing Chi perceived it keenly and immediately pursued.

The Wandering Ghost General sneered: "You can't stop me."

He himself had astonishing speed and was confident that he could retreat from the front line. But before retreating, he needed to cancel the Dao Field first.

After all, this Dao Field was released with him as the center.

However, just as he was doing so, the plaque on the West City Gate of White Paper Xiancheng suddenly bloomed with strange light,

capturing the Dao Field.

At the same time, countless wall papers flew out from the city wall, every single one of them being a talisman.

The talismans were like a swarm of bees, swarming up and surrounding the Wandering Ghost General tightly.

The Wandering Ghost General could only try his best, casting various ghost arts, using offense as defense, intercepting the talisman offensive, quite majestic.

"Die for me!" Qing Chi got the opportunity, finished brewing, and her whole body burned with green flames, like a meteor crashing into the Wandering Ghost General.

The Wandering Ghost General chose to block hard, and at the moment of contact, his face changed drastically, infinitely regretful.

Boom!

The green flame meteor crashed directly through his chest and pierced out from behind.

Before the Wandering Ghost General died, he turned his head abruptly and stared fixedly at Qing Chi: "You! This is military power blessing!"

Although it was an embryonic form of a new army, it could already provide military power.

Under the blessing of military power, Qing Chi's combat power rose, and the magnitude was so great that it directly surpassed the Wandering Ghost General.

"I am not convinced!" The Wandering Ghost General shouted, and instantly flew away and scattered.

He was caught off guard and successfully ambushed by Qing Chi, and he did not even exert his own speed specialty, dying in a stifled manner.

Only a ghost-path Golden Core remained, floating in mid-air.

Qing Chi, however, had no strength to collect it, falling directly from mid-air, the green flames on her body quickly dissipated, and the whole person fell into a coma due to exhaustion.

Qing Yan hurriedly caught his daughter and took over the Qing-Jiao Army on her behalf.

The cultivators panicked slightly, and then returned to normal. They guarded the city and killed the surrounding ghosts until they scattered one after another.

"It really is a cultivation army!"

"White Paper Xiancheng has a solid foundation and decisively flipped over a trump card."

"But why is a ghost girl leading the army?"

The Qing-Jiao Army not only immediately took back the city wall but also beheaded a Golden Core-level ghost general, achieving the best result since the defense battle of White Paper Xiancheng.

In just one battle, the Qing-Jiao Army, which had already been spread widely in White Paper Xiancheng, became famous throughout the entire Underworld Tide Black Swamp Wetland!