At this moment, it was late at night and the silence of the canyon and valleys were filled with slanting winds. Hundreds of wandering souls and ghostly shadows of various shapes were all floating towards a huge basin in the distance, where the ancient battlefield ruins in the deep mountains were remnants.

The full moon in the air is bright and flawless, and the stars are shining, but because it is often covered by dark clouds nearby, it makes the atmosphere spread, and the strange and evil spirit is very strong.

Guan Heng and the ghost-swalking tiger chased the evil ghost shadows all the way to the edge of the basin, but they found that the guys floating in the air seemed to start to hesitate, as if they were afraid of some force ahead. If they passed by rashly, they might be in danger of being killed.

Suddenly, Guan Heng suddenly raised his ears. He heard the harsh sound of weapons hitting in the basin, and he felt a little curious: "Why are there people fighting here? Could it be..."

With a serious question in his heart, Guan Heng whispered to the ghost-swalking tiger: "Follow me to see, take a look, and be careful to bypass the guys in the sky. I don't know how these ghosts have all arrived here, but they don't fly into the bottom of the basin. What does it mean?"

In this way, Guan Heng and the Ghost-Swallowing Tiger crawled forward for hundreds of meters silently. One man and one tiger came to a high slope on the edge of the basin, and then looked down and looked down. It didn't matter when it looked, Guan Heng's face suddenly became a bit strange.

It turned out that the guys fighting fiercely in the ancient battlefield ruins in the basin were a group of monsters wearing tattered armor leaves and waving rusty weapons. Guan Heng's eyes were like torches. Just a little focused and carefully looked at the other person's appearance.

I saw those monsters with ferocious faces, with a little flesh on their faces, but more of them were pitch black. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were a group of "walking dead".

But these guys were merciless when fighting each other. The cold light of weapons flew up and down, and the sound of harsh broken bones fell on their opponents. But they didn't care at all, because even if they were knocked to the ground for a while, they would still get up and continue fighting.

It seems that in the subconscious of these walking corpses, only constant fighting and fighting again is the meaning of their own continued existence.

Suddenly, a shocking roar came from the end of the ruins of the ancient battlefield, and the sound shook the whole field in an instant. The endless evil demonic atmosphere in the wave made Guan Heng's face change suddenly: "The master of this roar is so strong!"

Hearing this sound, the ghost-swalking tiger almost couldn't help but feel the impulse. The guy who felt the roar was definitely a monster with great evil power. His natural enemy, in an instant, the ghost-swalking tiger's body trembled violently and a low roar came out of his mouth. It kept using its front paw to dig the ground, trying to quickly rush out to fight the other party to the death.

Suddenly, one hand pressed the big head of the ghost-swalking tiger from the side. It was Guan Heng who whispered to stop him: "Don't be impulsive, see the situation clearly, now the enemy is dark and I'm open. Go, summon the six ghosts first, let them hide in the dark around them, and wait for the opportunity."

The ghost-swalking tiger had slightly suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart, and then he scattered the six ghosts out with a slight jaw.

At this time, the guy who was roaring had already walked to the group of walking corpses fighting each other with heavy steps. Guan Heng looked carefully. The monster was over 100 feet tall, covered with armor, and a strange beast-horned helmet on his head, which seemed to be a bit like a general. The broken bones on its face were also exposed, and it was obviously a walking zombie.

"Ao--" The tall armored zombie yelled at the guys fighting in front of him, looking extremely disdainful, and immediately annoyed one of them.

It was a long time to say that, and the shorter guy waved a rusty long sword and rushed towards the other party, but the armored zombie just stretched out his huge palm and clenched it. He immediately held the other party's head in his hand, then opened his huge mouth and bit off half of the other party's body, chewing it squeaked.

The actions of the armored zombies were immediately scared to the point of scattering other similar people, but one of them ran slowly and was pushed to the ground by the armored zombies before they could walk far away!

"Bang!" The armored zombie grabbed the other party's head and pulled it, immediately pulled it off, then threw it into the bloody mouth and chewed it. When it went to find the remaining escapers, the zombies had already escaped.

The armored zombie was too lazy to chase after him. At this moment, she sat cross-legged in place, aiming at the moon in the air and suddenly spit out something...

At the same time, two panicked zombies fled to the vicinity of Guan Heng and the Ghost-Swallowing Tiger. The two seized the opportunity and rushed out and immediately pressed a pair of zombies to the ground.

Guan Heng raised the ancient catalyz tree core and smashed it hard. With a crisp "crack" sound, the zombie's skull was shattered, and the ghost-swalking tiger also swung it down with its giant claws, and immediately slapped the upper body of another zombie into the soil.

Suddenly, two groups of souls rushed out of the zombie's body. The ghost-swalking tiger saw the opportunity very quickly and turned one of them into the Soul Stone. Guan Heng used orange spiritual energy to suck the remaining soul shadow into his body.

Guan Heng flipped his wrist and squeezed a broken soul from the gap in his fingers into the soul record. At this time, Guan Heng flipped the pages and then learned the origin of the zombies at the bottom of the pelvic floor.

The battle of corpse ghosts was originally transformed from the rigid and uncorrupted bodies of those brave and warlike warriors in the ancient battlefield. They retained all the fighting skills they had during their lifetime, had extremely tough bodies, and could control the corpse energy of the orange realm. For ordinary people with flesh and blood, they were quite difficult powerful enemies.

Moreover, there are also differences in strength between these "battle ghosts". For example, the two people Guan Heng and the ghost-swalking tiger just knocked down were just the level of small soldiers, which was not enough to make a case. However, the tall battering ghost is obviously much more powerful, and it would probably take a lot of trouble to knock it down.

At this time, Guan Heng also saw the black crystal coffin tied to the back of the ghost-swalking tiger, which appeared in colorful light. It was obvious that Qing Huang's remnant soul must be nearby. The tall fighting corpse ghost was so fierce and powerful, and might be because of his remnant soul.

When Guan Heng thought that Qing Huang's remnant soul might be hosted by such a dirty and ugly thing, he couldn't help but want to pounce on him and tear the dead ghost to pieces. This time, not only did the ghost-swallowing tiger roar in a low voice, eager to try, but even Guan Heng himself could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

But at this moment, Guan Heng suddenly looked carefully and saw that the dead ghost spurted something into the air. At this time, he was slowly rotating and absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy. The floating thing seemed to be a bead, with a shiny color, and it looked extremely strange.

"Strange, that thing seems to be somewhat similar to the yellow beads I got from Shen Biao of Zhujian clan before." At this moment, Guan Heng thought to himself: "Can it be that it is also a spirit-abundant bead?"
Chapter completed!