They're coming straight for us, and they're moving so fast! My puppet was destroyed instantly!
Gao Benrong's expression also changed, and he shouted sharply, "Form ranks! Defend against the enemy!"
Yang Cheng asked, "What are the Guiluo people?"
Uncle Zhuang's face trembled slightly as he said, "Gui Luo's predecessor was the Gui Fang Kingdom. The Gui Fang people were half-human, half-ghost, and half-beast. They worshipped a god that was hard to describe. Captives captured in battle would be subjected to extremely cruel punishments to be sacrificed to please their god."
That's one thing, since the Shang dynasty also practiced human sacrifice, but their methods were incredibly cruel and bloody. They also fused their own people with demons and ghosts, creating many bizarre beings that were half-human and half-ghost.
In the past, King Wu Ding of the Shang Dynasty gathered the entire strength of the Shang Dynasty to conquer the Gui Fang, and it took him three years to defeat them.
Although most of the people of the Ghost Fang Kingdom were killed, some of them escaped to the far west, calling themselves the Ghost Luo Tribe, and their actions became increasingly wicked and bloody.
There were even rumors circulating that it was better to encounter those ferocious beasts than to run into the Gui Luo people.
The former will die, the latter will suffer a fate worse than death.
Before long, a cold wind blew, and at the end of the yellow sand, a dark mass of figures appeared.
To be precise, they couldn't even be called people; they were a bunch of monsters.
Those people had dark skin and were covered in various eerie patterns tattooed on their bodies in grayish-white.
Some of them had no skin on their heads at all; they were just skeletons.
Others are half-human, half-beast, with bull heads and bloodshot eyes.
Most of the Guiluo tribe members have distorted appearances, no eyes, only a vertical eye between their eyebrows, and sharp fangs in their mouths, making them look extremely ferocious.
Moreover, these Guiluo tribe members also rode some ferocious beasts. The leader of the Guiluo tribe seemed to be their leader. He wore black skull armor, had spiral horns on his head, a deathly pale face, and a tongue that looked like a long snake.
He rode a ferocious beast that was dozens of feet long, resembling a bull but not quite. Its entire body was covered in black fur, and it had four horns on its head, two straight and two spiraling. There was no flesh or blood on the bull's head, but crimson flames burned in the two holes in its eyes.
The leader of the Guiluo tribe pointed at the bronze cube behind them and mumbled a lot of words, but no one could understand them.
The next moment, hundreds of Guiluo tribe members unleashed a volley of bone arrows, then roared and charged towards the crowd.
In an instant, the sky darkened and an extremely sinister aura emanated from the area.
Gao Benrong once again took the lead, wielding a long halberd that exuded a chilling sharpness as he thrust it toward the leader of the Guiluo tribe.
His strike was so powerful it was like splitting a mountain; the surrounding sand and soil were blown away by the powerful force, like a storm.
The leader of the Guiluo tribe held two bone knives, which were shrouded in black mist, and used them to block Gao Benrong's long spear.
Then the leader of the Guiluo tribe suddenly opened his mouth, and his scarlet tongue, like a venomous snake, wrapped around Gao Benrong with dark ghostly energy!
Gao Benrong roared and uttered a single syllable.
The syllables exploded like thunder, accompanied by lightning, instantly causing the leader of the Guiluo tribe to scream in agony.
Just as Gao Benrong was about to make another move, he was enveloped by black energy. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be black chains composed of countless wronged souls!
Those hideous, wronged souls were linked together, one after another, their faces filled with painful, ferocious resentment.
It is conceivable that they were brutally murdered, resembling human centipedes, and then refined into magical artifacts.
Behind them, a member of the Guiluo tribe, wearing a skull mask and a long robe, seemed to be a priest, and shook a bone staff in his hand, tightening the chains of the wronged souls.
The bull-headed beast riding on the leader of the Guiluo tribe roared and charged forward with its horns.
If such a huge monster were to charge with its horns, Gao Benrong would likely be pierced right through.
However, he did not possess any magical powers, and no matter how much he struggled, he could not break free from the chains of the vengeful spirits.
Just then, Yang Cheng drew his bow and nocked an arrow. The silver bullet on the Phoenix Hunting Bow, sharp as an arrow, shot out and headed straight for the Ghost Luo tribe's priest.
A small red demon appeared in front of the priest of the Guiluo tribe and swallowed the silver bullet whole.
Although it was instantly torn apart by the silver bullet, it blocked the attack for him.
The priest of Guiluo suddenly looked at Yang Cheng, immediately raised the bone staff in his hand, and chanted incantations.
But the next moment, Yang Cheng took out the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife and shouted, "Please turn around, my treasure!"
The next moment, a white light appeared and returned to Yang Cheng's hand in an instant. The head of the Ghost Luo tribe priest had rolled to the ground, but no blood flowed out.
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