Li Wujiu was very familiar with this voice.
He had hoped to hear this voice countless times, but when it sounded again, he was at a loss.
When Kong Hanan saw his expression, he knew that Yan Changan had appeared.
Looking up, I saw two figures floating in the air.
A man was wearing a white mourning suit, and on his hat were four big characters written: "First sight brings wealth."
He had a pale complexion, a strange smile on his face, a long tongue hanging out of his mouth, and a mourning stick in his hand.
A man was wearing a long black robe and a tall crown with the words "Peace in the World" written on it.
The man had a dark complexion, a stern face, red eyes, and held a spirit-calling banner in his hand.
This look is almost identical to that of the Seventh and Eighth Masters in the previous life.
Kong Hanan exclaimed in his heart, "Wow!" and gasped in shock.
Looking at Li Wujiu again, seeing that he was staring at the man in white, Kong Hanan understood that the man in white was probably Yan Changan.
"Yan Chang'an, do you still remember the agreement we made by the wooden bridge in Fengyin Town? Li Wujiu is still waiting for you under the bridge!"
The famous Mr. Lu once... well, he didn't say it.
But Kong Hanan knew one thing: no matter when, he must seize the opportunity to weaken the enemy's combat effectiveness.
According to Yu Jun's explanation, there are three Ghost Kings guarding Yinfeng Mountain at the moment. Even if one of them is too arrogant and does not show up, Kong Hanan has no need to play two against two.
He has the advantage and is crushing everyone. Isn’t that great?
Therefore, Kong Hanan activated his passive skill, not to make the man in white turn against him, but at least to confuse him for a while.
The man in white was stunned when he heard this, but the man in black immediately snorted coldly.
"We are the Black and White Guardians of Yinfeng Mountain. We don't recognize the Yan Chang'an you mentioned, and we don't know who Li Wujiu is."
After saying this, he waved the soul-calling banner in his hand, and ghosts filled the sky.
The man in white came back to his senses and laughed, his voice was sinister and sharp. He waved the mourning stick in his hand, and a burst of wailing sounds came out. Kong Hanan was horrified and in a trance.
"snort!"
"ha!"
Niu Dou and Ma Mian made noises on the left and right, waking Kong Hanan up.
"My Lord, be careful. This is an attack targeting the spirit. You are not fully spiritual and are easily affected."
Niu Dou held an axe as a magical weapon, stood in front of Kong Hanan, and reminded him in a muffled voice.
Kong Hanan nodded seriously.
"You're still distracted at this moment, go to hell!"
The man in black roared, and the ghosts pounced down, about to rush to the few people, but a strong wind blew beside Kong Hanan, and the ghosts were blown back.
The leader of the Ligeng tribe has arrived.
Kong Hanan summoned the soul-catching chain and threw it to the distraught Li Wujiu.
"Brother Li, don't be dazed. Maybe his memory has been sealed by a secret technique?"
Li Wujiu caught the soul-catching chain, and upon hearing the words, the ghost fire in his eyes ignited again.
"Sir, do you have any way to help me?"
Kong Hanan smiled and said, "There are many kinds of magic and secrets in this world, and there are also many ways to solve them, but there is one that is the most practical and can break all the magic with one force."
Li Wujiu's name lit up in the Book of Life and Death. The Yin-Yang Pill in Kong Hanan's body was spinning at a high speed, and the pure Yin energy was transmitted to Li Wujiu through an unknown connection.
"There's no point in being confused. If he doesn't remember you, you might as well just beat him until he does!"
Li Wujiu rarely smiled and nodded: "Your Excellency is right."
After he finished speaking, he was filled with ghostly aura and yin energy, and rushed towards the man in white, and the two of them started fighting.
"Sir, they are coming!"
Ma Mian looked serious and gave a warning.
It turned out that after just a short conversation, the monsters on the opposite side saw that the Ghost King on Kong Hanan's side had been entangled, and rushed towards this side in a black mass.
"Sir, we are here too!"
Li San's voice rang out from the wind, and gusts of cold wind whistled past.
One day on earth is equal to one year in the underworld. While Kong Hanan was wandering in the national temple, the Ligeng tribe had already practiced many tactics based on the guerrilla sayings that Kong Hanan had left behind. They even reversed the situation in the underworld for a time. The Shura tribe could not catch up or capture them, and were harassed by the Ligeng tribe and suffered terribly.
At this moment, the skilled guerrilla strategy began to be launched. In a short while, many ghost cultivators in Yinfeng Mountain were beaten and could not withstand it, and were forced to retreat.
"Ignore these evil winds, form a formation, and advance towards that scholar."
An old voice sounded in the air, and upon hearing it, many ghost cultivators actually began to form a formation.
Yinfeng Mountain is not as vast as the underworld, and its strategic depth is insufficient, so the Ligeng tribe's guerrilla tactics immediately lost their advantage.
All they relied on was speed, not cultivation, and the situation on the battlefield suddenly became tense.
Niu Dou and Ma Mian were very anxious and were about to go down to help, but Li San stopped them and sneered, "Change the formation!"
The sound of the wind came and went, one wave after another, and with the high-speed impact, it was like waves hitting the rocks, and the ghost cultivator's offensive pace was once again stopped.
Although the Li Geng tribe is weak, they are able to stand firm in the underworld without being eliminated thanks to their ability to seek death. They are still quite capable. This is a formation they have used for many years. Compared with guerrilla warfare, they are more proficient in this battle formation.
The old voice in the air sounded again: "Hold your ground. When the wind comes, use..."
"Then old man, have you forgotten me?"
A voice rang out, interrupting him, and Kong Hanan spoke.
A group of scattered ghost cultivators actually listened to the command of that voice and were able to form a military formation. I'm afraid that this person is the reliance of the Yinfeng Mountain Master to leave Yinfeng Mountain with peace of mind.
Kong Hanan didn't know what the voice would command next, but it was obvious that this person would bring trouble to the Ligeng tribe, and Kong Hanan didn't want to do as he wished.
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