The ambushed ghosts, the demon cultivator, were defeated, and most of the casualties were killed and injured, and the rest fled into the Hei Song Ridge in panic.

The Zhang family team surrounded by the central government also successfully rescued the siege, but there were inevitably casualties, but they were all poor families and children of casual cultivators recruited by the Zhang family.

When Liang Zhaohuang met Zhang Junxiang and others again, he and the Zhang family members seemed to have nothing to do, and even retained a lot of combat power.

However, on their periphery, most of the poor children and casual cultivators recruited by the Zhang family had collapsed to the ground and could not even get up.

These people have always been resisting the front line of the attack of ghosts and demon cultivators. Even though they have the standard magic weapon provided by the Zhang family to form the "Fire Cauldron" defense, the consumption is also huge. Later, they even took pills to squeeze themselves and exploded again.

Liang Zhaohuang could already see that some of these casual cultivators and poor children survived, but they were basically useless, and their cultivation level was probably difficult to improve in the future.

Zhang Junxiang stepped forward and saw Liang Zhaohuang's gaze. He seemed to guess what he was thinking. He said in a deep voice: "These people have signed a death contract with our Zhang family, and they all have their own wishes. Even if they are all dead, our Zhang family will meet their requirements."

Liang Zhaohuang withdrew his gaze, said nothing, looked at Zhang Junxiang, and said directly: "Our people have contacted Wang Xianzong and determined their location in Hei Song Ridge."

"Can your Zhang family continue to fight?"

"If you can fight, you can attack Hei Song Ridge with us, rescue the Wang family's team, and wipe out all the ghosts and demon cultivators in Hei Song Ridge."

"This should be the last ghost in the county, a place where demon cultivators gather in large numbers."

Hearing Liang Zhaohuang's words, Zhang Junxiang did not hesitate at all. He immediately summoned the remaining cultivators of the Zhang family who could fight and said in a deep voice: "No problem!"

Liang Zhaohuang didn't say much when he saw this, but just nodded slightly. The demon-suppressing team was defeating the ghosts and demon cultivators, and the team had already gathered again.

At this moment, Liang Zhaohuang gave the order and the demon-suppressing team directly entered Hei Song Ridge.

Black Pine Ridge is full of black pine trees. Although these are just ordinary trees, not spiritual trees or spiritual plants, they are also covering the sky and the sun, making the mountains dark.

Such darkness is nothing to monks.

But now, many ghosts, demon cultivators, ghost energy, yin energy, and demon cultivators are hidden in the Black Song Ridge, gradually integrating into the darkness, which makes the environment in the Black Song Ridge seem to have undergone some strange changes.

Liang Zhaohuang and others rushed into the Black Pine Ridge and found something wrong. Their eyes and spiritual consciousness were affected in these black pine forests, making it difficult to see the situation in the distance.

The ghosts and demon cultivators who had previously escaped into the Hei Song Ridge were nowhere to be seen at this time. The entire Hei Song Ridge seemed like a dead place, and there was no sound.

"This is wrong!"

Liang Zhaohuang signaled the team to stop and use the "Sky Eye Power" to look around. When he saw it, he was blocked by the darkness. Looking back at the way he came, it was dark, and he could not even see the situation outside the forest.

"No, County Magistrate Liang!" At this time, Mr. Hu stepped forward, held a formation plate and looked around, and said in a deep voice: "There are masters of formations among the demon cultivators, and the formation has been laid in this Black Song Ridge."

"We are now trapped in the formation!"

Liang Zhaohuang's expression also changed suddenly. He did not expect that those ghosts and demon cultivators had actually made plans. Not only did they have a siege to attack and support, but they also set up a magic array in the Black Song Ridge to catch turtles in a jar.

No wonder Wang Xianzong led the Wang family team to fall into the Black Song Ridge and could not get out.

But he was simply trapped in the magic array. If he didn't know how to break the array, he would naturally be unable to rush out of the Hei Song Ridge.

"Mr. Hu." Liang Zhaohuang looked at Mr. Hu who was holding the array plate and asked in a deep voice: "May sir break this magic array?"

Everyone present, several county tyrants, and Mr. Hu, were the most proficient in the formation.

At this time, I can only count on him.

Mr. Hu's face was tense at this time, holding the array plate in one hand and pinching gestures in the other hand, constantly wandering around, as if he was looking for something, and as if he was testing something.

After a while, Mr. Hu stopped, stared at the formation plate, and said hesitantly: "I don't have much research on the magic formation, and it is the first time I have seen this magic formation."

"However, whether it is the immortals and demons, the formation methods are always somewhat connected. I have already checked some points. But some tests are needed to make sure."

When Liang Zhaohuang heard this, he immediately understood what he meant and said, "How to test it, sir, directly order."

"Okay!" Mr. Hu was not polite, and he pointed his hand at the array plate. The array plate suddenly flew out of his hand and sacrificed itself in mid-air. A series of spiritual lights were born and destroyed and flowing.

Then, Mr. Hu turned the craftsmanship, and a ray of inspiration immediately flew out of the rotating array plate in the air, flowing in the air, as if looking for direction, and finally flew several feet away from everyone's left hand.

"There!" Mr. Hu immediately pointed to the place where the light of spirit flew down, and shouted in a deep voice: "Attack with fire, bombard it with all your might!"

Without hesitation, Liang Zhaohuang instantly sacrificed the talented spiritual technique "Red Lotus" and directly hit the place where the spiritual light of the formation fell. The "Red Lotus" exploded, and the blazing flames hit the four directions, but were swallowed by the shadows in the darkness around, as if there was something living thing in it.

"Everyone, fire attack!"

Liang Zhaohuang immediately gave an order.

Suddenly, various fire magic, spiritual artifacts, magic weapons, magic talismans, magic talismans, magic talismans, etc. were all blasted out.

It seemed as if thousands of flames fell to the ground and exploded with a bang, enough to smash a mountain.

However, what surprised Liang Zhaohuang and others was that the large area of ​​flames did not even smash the darkness. Among them, the black pine stood, but it was not injured by this terrifying flame bombing.

Just like thousands of flame meteors, they all burst into a dark abyss, without causing any waves.

Seeing this, Mr. Hu's expression became even more ugly. He turned the craftsmanship and entered the air array plate. The array plate rotated, and another ray of inspiration flew out from it, flowing in the sky, as if looking for directions.

In the end, the place where the spiritual light flew was almost exactly the same as before.

Mr. Hu's eyes were slightly deeper, and he looked straight to that place again, and said in a deep voice: "This time I attack with water!"

Hearing Mr. Hu's order, this time before Liang Zhaohuang's order was issued, Lu Shiming had already led the Lu family team to attack first.

The vast water light rushed away, like a river that emerged out of thin air, rushing towards the place where the spiritual light fell.

But there was still a dark abyss there, and no bottom was seen. No matter how much water light burst into it, there was no movement.
Chapter completed!