Chapter 926

Sneaking into the ghost mine mountains should be due to the fact that there are so many souls in ancient times that several ghost soldiers saw him, but they didn't react and thought he was a slave.

"What are you doing here?" A dark soldier saw Zhao Xinli and cheered.

Zhao Xingang wanted to know about the life of the Ming soldier. Suddenly, an old man rushed over, took Zhao Xin's hand and said to the Ming soldier, "don't mind, my Lord. He just came out to get through the wind. We'll go back to work now."

Without waiting for Zhao Xin to explain, the old man dragged him away.

The old man seems to have a bit of status here, and the Ming soldiers didn't stop him.

All the way was pulled to a big mine, the old man just let go of Zhao Xin.

"That's enough, old man. Where are you going to take me?"

The old man let go of Zhao Xin and asked tentatively, "you are long Yunxin."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a buzzing sound. The sword of Shura suddenly appeared on the old man's neck. Zhao Xin's eyebrows were wrinkled, and his cold eyes were murderous.

His identity can never be revealed in hell. Li Shimin and his family are an accident, but they must not spread among these slaves.

Otherwise, there will be endless trouble.

The old man's face changed slightly and explained calmly: "don't worry, a girl named Zixuan told us."

Zixuan?

"Where is Zixuan?" Zhao Xin asked in a hurry.

"It's really long Yunxin. Zixuan didn't lie. The man that old man Bai had been waiting for finally arrived."

"You didn't believe what Zixuan said at the beginning. Now people appear in front of us and repent for your original behavior." The white old man stares at the spirits around him coldly.

The angry look made people cringe and dare not speak again.

Zhao Xin is very suspicious. Now he just wants to know Li Zixuan's whereabouts: "tell me where Li Zixuan is. What are you doing here?"

Hearing Zhao Xin's fierce drink, old man Bai looked dejected: "Zixuan was still working here three days ago. As a result, she was captured by the Ming soldiers and has not come back yet."

"What Zhao Xin was so angry that he turned around and wanted to rush out.

Old man Bai quickly grabbed him: "I guess Zixuan should be locked up in the dungeon. In the dungeon these two days, there are always women crying bitterly. Recently, only Zixuan is missing, and nine times out of ten she is imprisoned there."

Zhao Xin's heart sank, something happened!

"Emperor song, you are looking for death!"

instantaneous.

Zhao Xin was furious, and Shura's broken sword gave out a shrill cry.

"Emperor song, get out of here!"

Zhao Xin rushed out of the mine with a roar.

The sound wave spread, and the whole ghost mine mountain was shocked one after another.

"Dare to make trouble in the mine, seek death, and gather troops!"

A steady stream of Ming soldiers appeared one after another and surrounded Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin's eyes were cold, and he pushed forward step by step. No one dared to stop him.

Until thousands of Ming soldiers gathered around, under the command of a general, thousands of Ming soldiers came to fight Zhao Xin.

For a while, the killing was loud.

"Those who stand in my way, die!"

The voice is full of dignity and domineering, cold eyes a lift, in an instant the hand remnant sword move.

Buzz, buzz——

The sound of the sword is surging and the light of the sword is surging.

It's not a siege at all, it's a massacre.

A man and a sword, where the grass is barren, people turn.

There was no blood, no corpse, only the wailing everywhere and the scattered souls.

The system in the brain sounds crazy.

The experience brought by a group of ghost soldiers who cast the divine realm is insignificant.

However, when they touch Zhao Xin's scales, the dragon will die if they touch them. It's hard to vent Zhao Xin's anger if they kill all their families.

"Say, where is the dungeon?" Zhao Xin's eyes were red, and he was full of fighting spirit. He grabbed a Ming soldier's neck, and his angry voice seemed to squeeze out from the deep of his throat.

The dark soldier had already been frightened by Zhao Xin's fierce color and trembled all over, weakly pointing to the direction of the dungeon.

The next moment.

Zhao Xin's palm pulls in his strength, and the dark soldiers are directly transformed into clouds and smoke.

Ding!

Congratulations on killing

Zhao Xin turned around and ran straight to the dungeon. Along the way, Ming soldiers kept blocking him, but all of them were overturned by Zhao Xin. No matter they were Ming soldiers or slaves who blocked him, they would all die if they stopped them.

"Who are you? It's a capital crime to rush into the mountains!"

"You are fighting against the whole hell. You will die without a place to die."

"You stop, who are you? Don't blame me for this..."

The huge riot finally alarmed the people in the hall.

Just as Zhao Xin was about to approach the dungeon, the two Ming armies, dressed in armor, with neat steps and spears in their hands, stopped Zhao Xin.

Unlike the underworld army, the underworld army is a real hell army, with physical body and independent freedom, and its strength is not comparable to that of the underworld army.

"Who are you? It's a capital crime to make trouble in the mine."

"Your breath is different from the ordinary soul. Who are you?"

However.

Hum!

Zhao Xin's body disappeared in an instant, and the sword in his hand was directly placed on the neck of a Ming army. His cold eyes were breathtaking: "say, where is the entrance to the dungeon?"

"Dungeon?"

"You have a second to answer."

"I don't know..." the Ming army's words haven't finished, poof hiss.

Blood splashed, blood shot, head rolling to the ground.

Ding!

Congratulations to the host for killing the ghost army.

Congratulations to the host for obtaining 3 million experience and 2 million spirit.

Congratulations on

Several system prompts sound up.

Immediately.

In addition, more than 30 underworld soldiers are angry and kill their people in front of them. This person is clearly here to make trouble.

All the people shout to kill Zhentian and rush up. Zhao Xin's strength just now is not small. Only together can he have the hope of winning.

however.

That's just their idea.

Zhao Xin's body is like a shadow, floating, like a shadow harvesting their lives.

They couldn't even see Zhao Xin anywhere, but their teammates fell down one by one.

At this moment, everyone panicked.

I'm afraid.

I'm afraid.

They have never faced such a fierce enemy. They can't even touch Zhao Xin's clothes, just like ants killed by Zhao Xin.

"Who is he?"

"Why don't you get along with us?"

"Dungeon? What is he going to do in the dungeon? "

"There are three little wolves in the dungeon, and the slave!" Everyone was shocked, and immediately thought of Li Zixuan who was imprisoned.

Is this man a close relative of the slave?

But would a slave from a lower plane have such a powerful relative?

wait!

Isn't Shura from Nebula continent? This slave is also from the nebula continent. Is the man who broke into here Shura?

It has to be said that their thinking ability is really powerful. For a moment, they directly associate with Shura.

"No... if it's Shura, we can't be rivals at all."

"You must go out alive and report to the emperor of song. No, report to the emperor of Tibet. Shura invades."

Several people yelled.

But the next second, they look dull, there is a blood line in the neck.

Then the blood line spewed out thick blood, one by one the underworld army fell to the ground.

When the last man fell down, Zhao Xin's sword threw out a ferocious bloodstain: "run? It doesn't exist. "