Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and the dead began to wriggle in the pile of dead people, and bloody corpses began to slowly stand up.

"Is it the corpse puppet technique? It doesn't seem like..."

As soon as Wei Qingyun pondered, the corpses that had just stood up slowly turned into phantoms and rushed towards the Song army, faster than the war horses.

Seeing that they were about to rush into the formation of the Song army in an instant, a few Taoists followed the army stood up and cast their own spells. The light of the talismans flashed and shot at the corpses.

When the onlookers saw this, they all sighed.

Wei Qingyun could see that these corpses were different, and they were definitely not ordinary magic tricks to control corpses. These immortals and gods had extremely high visions, so they could see them naturally!

The Taoist priests of the Song army, even if they were all ghost immortals, were far from those of the immortals and gods such as Qingyun, regardless of their experience, knowledge and vision.

Their method of dealing with them is just ordinary magic tricks such as exorcism and corpse slaughtering!

So just the next moment, these Taoists follow the army were in tragedy!

The corpse flashed in the light of various talismans and rushed towards the Taoist followers in an instant.

The most embarrassing thing about the ghost immortal is that although he has cultivated the soul and can cast spells, his body is fragile and almost no difference from ordinary people.

Some ghost immortal Taoist people even have weaker bodies than ordinary people because they focus on refining their spirits all year round.

So once you deal with the mistake at this moment, you will have no defensive power in the face of the attacks of these corpses.

In the blink of an eye, five or six Taoist followers were torn to pieces.

Then the corpses rushed towards the Song army formation!

"Drive the gun, fire the gun!"

The commander of the Song army called out, but the next moment he was thrown to the ground by a corpse, and his sharp nails were scratched into his eyes.

The Shenji Camp is the most elite unit in the Song Dynasty. The vanguard commander is naturally the best equipment. He is covered with armor all over his body, but only his face is not equipped with armor.

So the sharp nails grown from the corpse easily pierced his eyes, amid the commander's screams.

Screams from others around him rose and fell!

Hundreds of corpses rushed into the Song army camp like cheetahs, and used their claws and teeth to bite and grab the Song army soldiers, causing great chaos.

However, the chaos did not last long. The Qinghua world is a high spirit world filled with spiritual energy. Even the warriors in the army are of great power. Even if they have practiced to the innate martial arts, there are many people who have practiced the innate martial arts.

After a moment of panic, many military masters took action, killing these corpses one by one, cutting off the heads, and preventing the chaos from further expanding.

The Song army behind them organized fire and smashed the heads of the corpses.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the battle was completely over, leaving behind corpses all over the ground and corpses flowing everywhere.

A reconnaissance cavalry with more than 500 Wuhu people was wiped out, and almost a considerable amount of manpower was lost in the Shenji Camp of the Song Dynasty.

Both sides had a draw! It also made both sides cautious in their next actions.

"Daoist Dongxuan knows what happened to the corpses of those witches just now?"

At this time, the nearby Shuoshan Zhenjun Li Yizhen suddenly asked.

Qingyun was a little silent and said, "It's not an ordinary corpse control spell, it should be related to the immortality of the ancient witch god's flesh and blood!"

Li Yizhen smiled and nodded, saying, "That's right! I heard that the Wuhu King has an undead army under his command.

Those undead soldiers took special medicines. Legend has it that after they died in battle on the battlefield, they will come back to life and fight for the Wuhu King!"

Qingyun suddenly realized that the so-called special medicine should be something similar to the Tai Sui Demon Blood!

At this time, another ball of black clouds next to him came from a relaxed smile: "If all the Wuhu army turned into immortal troops, then the Song people's battle will be difficult to fight tonight!"

As I just introduced, Qingyun recognized this group of black clouds and called them King Xuyang, and was also a great monster in the barren mountain and territory.

Needless to say, he was able to stand here belonged to the Tang Dynasty camp! It seemed that he was attracted by the True Lord Shuoshan.

At this time, when Master Shuoshan heard this, he smiled and said, "Actually, the one who is most familiar with the Immortal Army here is Xue Dupu!

Back then, Anxi Protectorate had been dealing with Wu Hu all year round, and he didn’t know how many times he had fought with the Immortal Army!"

The Tang Dynasty established the Anxi Protectorate in the Wuhu area outside the Great Wall and the West, which was equivalent to a nail inserted next to the heart of the Wuhu people.

Of course, it was a thorn in the eyes of the Wuhu people and a thorn in the flesh.

In the more than two hundred years of history of Anxi Protectorate, he fought countless wars with the Wuhu people.

As the last major protector of Anxi Protectorate, Xue Huaian naturally fought against the Wuhu people a lot, so he naturally knew a lot about the Immortal Army.

Seeing everyone's eyes approaching, Xue Huaian shook his head slightly and said, "The Immortal Army is indeed difficult to deal with! However, our Anxi Protectorate Mansion produced a flame weapon called Anxi Fire that can specifically restrain the Immortal Army.

However, with the destruction of our Anxi Protectorate, the places where the Anxi Fire were produced were occupied by the Wuhu King.

I guess King Wu Hu still has Anxihuo as a secret weapon in his hand, but he just keeps secret and doesn’t use it!"

Qingyun asked, "The so-called Anxi Fire is a kind of black oil produced in the earth?"

Xue Huaian shook his head: "Although the Anxi Fire is produced underground, it is not completely black, but black and red, like blood, so we also called it the Witch God Blood at that time!"

Then another immortal god suddenly inserted: "Yes, I understand! That is the blood of the witch god recorded in ancient books. It is said that the ancient fire god fell, and its blood is combustible for thousands of years."

When Qingyun heard this, he nodded. It seemed that the so-called Anxi Fire was not pure oil.

But it is not surprising that even ordinary herbs can be turned into spiritual medicines, even oil mutates!

"Haha, the Wu Hu King is so deep! I have never used the Anxi Fire. I rely on the six immortal gates to open the way for it. This really makes the six immortal gates pit!" The immortal god smiled and said.

"Who said no? The Wu Hu King is so tolerant and uses An Xihuo as his trump card. I am afraid that he will give the Song army a powerful person later!"

These immortals and gods laughed softly, gloating.

The immortals and gods in the Tang camp are now thinking about watching the excitement about the affairs of the six immortal sects and the Song Dynasty.

But there is no intention of sharing the information!

At this time, as both sides became cautious in the war on the ground, they did not fight fiercely, and they fought to the decisive battle.

Instead, they constantly sent small-scale troops to test and attack each other.
Chapter completed!