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Chen Yao, who was less than a kilometer away from the scene, had clearly seen this scene with his Divine Vision.

He never thought that Zhao Yuanshan, the old fellow, would actually hire a mercenary as his bodyguard. The scale was indeed impressive, but he would never have imagined that the people who came to snatch the bronze gourd were not normal people, but mutants.

In front of supernatural powers, even if a group of reinforcements were to come, they would only be throwing their lives away. Unless they used extremely powerful weapons, such as artillery or missiles, ordinary firearms wouldn't be able to do anything to these zombies that didn't know pain or itchiness.

Manipulating zombies was one of the rigid door's methods, looks like Luo Yunsheng and Ghost Master were already here.

"Brother Yao, what are you trying to do?"

Sitting on the passenger seat, Hu Jiujiu, who had already taken human form, stared blankly at Chen Yao.

Chen Yao looked at Hu Jiujiu and asked, "Do you know of the Immortal Execution Archipelago?"

"You mean Immortal Slaying Flying Daggers?" Hu Jiujiu had a puzzled look on his face as he looked at the team of zombies that was besieging them.

"Are you saying that the Immortal Execution Blade is in the convoy?" Clearly, with her status, she was also extremely envious of the Immortal Slaying Flying Daggers.

Chen Yao nodded.

"Yes, tonight at the auction, we auctioned a Merchant Zhou bronze gourd. The Celestial Eye said that it was the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger, which is why I came here with the hope of obtaining the Immortal Slaying Flying Blade."

Hu Jiujiu said after hearing Chen Yao's words.

"The Immortal Slaying Flying Knife is also extremely famous in the Immortal Realm, its power is not inferior to Third Prince Nezha's Fire Spear, which is a spiritual object of heaven and earth and a treasure of the pressure dao lord." Immortal Slaying Flying Knife is extremely powerful in the Immortal Realm, and its power is not inferior to Third Prince Nezha's Fire Spear, a spiritual object of heaven and earth, a treasure of the pressure dao lord.

"If the Immortal Slaying Flying Daggers are truly in the caravan, I can help you take them tonight."

Chen Yao nodded.

Yes, that Ghost Master and the Patriarch of the rigid door are not people who are easy to deal with. It will be difficult for me to deal with them, but I still want to give it a try.

The little fox fairy nodded.

While the two of them were talking, a dozen more people from the wolf hire group had died. Each one of them had died an extremely miserable death.

"Give me a 600mm mortar."

Following Xue Lang's order, two small caliber mortars were taken down from the carriage.

"Thud."

A cannonball struck a zombie, and the zombie was immediately blown to pieces.

"Success."

Surprise appeared on the faces of the mercenaries who were still alive. This was the first zombie that they had killed tonight. When this zombie was blown to pieces, they understood that these zombies weren't really undead. It was enough to completely destroy them.

"Thud."

"Thud."

"Thud."

A dozen more artillery shells were fired in succession. Because these zombies' movements were very sluggish, all the cannonballs aimed at their targets, instantly killing more than a dozen zombies.

Everyone's face was filled with joy.

However, in the next moment, everyone's faces turned ugly because the ammunition had been used up.

"God damn it! What kind of monster is this?!"

As the zombies closed in, even the mercenaries who had been through a long time couldn't help but scream miserably.

"Bam."

There was a gunshot and one of the team members fell. He had committed suicide because he could not imagine himself being torn apart and eaten alive.

He chose to free himself.

"Bam."

Another team member chose to commit suicide.

As the leader, Xue Lang was in pain and extremely regretful, he should not have accepted this job, today, his entire group of hired wolves were going to be wiped out.

"Hahaha."

Suddenly, a cold laugh came from the side, two figures walked out from behind a big tree, one tall and the other low, it was Luo Yunsheng and Ghost Master.

In Luo Yunsheng's hand was a small bell.

The small bell lightly rang, and the several dozen zombies seemed to have been entrapped, standing motionless on the spot.

"Who are you people?"

Xue Lang looked at Luo Yunsheng and Ghost Master, his eyes slowly filled with rage and hatred.

When he saw Xue Lang, Ghost Master's eyes flashed with a trace of greed, and said to Luo Yunsheng who was beside him.

"This woman is not bad. She can stay here and be my dual cultivation furnace. If I can absorb all of her Profound Qi, it would be a good help to my cultivation."

Luo Yunsheng nodded.

He had heard that the Ghost sect had an evil method of absorbing women's Profound Qi to enhance his own strength. It was said that after those women had their Profound Qi sucked dry, they would become human beings, neither human nor ghost.

Luo Yunsheng said as he took a step forward and looked at Xue Lang.

"Did you hear what the Ghost Master said? Hand over the bronze gourd and I can spare your life. "

"Humph, my wolf pack has its own code of conduct. Even if I die, I can't sell out my employer." Xue Lang glared at Ghost Master and Luo Yunsheng fiercely.

The remaining ten or so team members also stepped forward.

"Yes, even if all of us wolves are wiped out, we will never sell out our employers."

More than ten people shot towards Ghost Master and Luo Yunsheng at the same time.

"Da Da Da."

The sound of the bullets being shot out caused the dark night to boil, and in an instant, all the birds in the mountain cried out in alarm and fled. However, Luo Yunsheng and the Ghost Master had calm expressions on their faces.

Ghost Master had already cast a Defense Rune a long time ago.

In front of Ghost Master and Luo Yunsheng, boundless black Baleful Yin Force gathered to form a defensive barrier, blocking all of the incoming bullets.

The corners of Ghost Master's mouth curled into a sinister smile.

"Humph, if you all still have mortars, my defensive barrier might be broken. But sadly, you all will not have the chance."

Ghost Master muttered an incantation as he formed a strange seal with his hand. Following that, an image of a Phantom appeared in front of him.

The Phantom was huge, ten feet tall, extremely thin, and had a sinister face. It had a curved blade like horn on its head, and held onto a trident that was formed from baleful qi in its hand.

It was a yaksha, one that was comparable to the peak of Tactics Master.

Looking at this yaksha, Chen Yao couldn't help but think about it. If he could subdue this yaksha in the Yin Sha Flag, that would be a great help to him.

Yaksha's intelligence was extremely high. He said, "Tsk, tsk, the aura of slaughter on these people is extremely heavy. After devouring their souls, this noble one's cultivation will definitely increase by quite a bit."

The Ghost Master asked anxiously.

"Ghost King can enjoy his soul to his heart's content, but please let that short-haired woman live. This little one still has a use for him."

Yaksha glanced at Ghost Master and said.

"Whatever. Since you've sincerely worshipped this noble one for several years, I'll grant your wish."

Rumor has it that the Imperial Ghost sect head communicated with the techniques of the Yin Spirit. Through the support of the Yin Spirit, one could call out the Yin Spirit to assist in battle. It seemed that what he said was not false.

The yaksha in the middle suddenly opened its mouth and sucked with force.

A cold, demonic wind suddenly blew across the field.

In an instant, the faces of the seven to eight mercenaries twisted. Each of them had a shadow that looked exactly the same as their own.

It was undoubtedly the souls of these mercenaries.

When the souls left the body, the mercenaries' bodies turned pale and their skin turned green as they fell to the ground.