Resurrection of Aura: Gain Succubus at the beginning

Just as Sun Wenshan was about to speak, he saw him alone, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"Mr. Song, man, haven't you found it?"

Sun Wenshan opened his mouth, although he had already guessed the result, he still wanted to confirm it with Song Yishan.

That's two S grades and one A grade.

Song Yishan shook his head, and said bitterly, "I didn't find them."

For a moment, the room fell into silence, and the atmosphere was extremely suppressed.

Not found is just a euphemism. Now that ghosts are raging outside, not finding anyone means that they are probably dead.

"Wow."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Meng's cry broke the silence, leaning on Jiang Jing's chest and crying bitterly.

"You shouldn't be alone. I would have gone with you if I had known."

Jiang Meng burst into tears.

The crowd didn't like it very much. Although they just met, they are classmates after all, and they don't want to see such a thing happen.

"Lin Feng."

Yang Yan couldn't help clenching his fists.

The Awakened is associated with fighting, and will die at any time, but he never thought that such a thing would happen so quickly, and it was by his side.

"This time it was my dereliction of duty. I didn't take them seriously."

Song Yishan sighed.

Sun Wenshan patted him on the shoulder and shook his head: "It's not your fault, no one wants to see such a thing."

"Let's go, this training..."

Just as Song Yishan was about to end this special combat training, a soldier ran in and shouted, "Who else is here, go up and help."

"Are you students in the capital?"

The soldier froze when he saw Jiang Meng and the others.

"Yes."

Yang Yan nodded.

"Li Ming?"

Song Yishan recognized the student at a glance.

Li Ming is also a student of the Demon City Academy, and after graduation he became a soldier guarding the Demon City Ghost Cave.

"Teacher Song? Teacher Sun?"

Li Ming couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw Song Yishan.

"Is the teacher here to support us?"

Li Ming asked excitedly, he knew very well the strength of the two teachers.

Song Yishan's heart sank when he heard that, but he still said, "I'm bringing freshmen here for special training this time, and I didn't expect to encounter a wave of ghosts."

"Really? What a pity."

Li Ming shook his head, glanced at Jiang Jing and the others, and immediately showed disdain.

Soft and weak, crying and crying.

"Is the situation very pessimistic?"

Song Yishan still asked about the battle situation on the front line.

"This ghost wave is unprecedented, and it is incomparable to the previous ones in terms of quantity and madness."

Li Ming said in a deep voice.

He failed to go to the front line and was responsible for dealing with the ghosts coming in from the gap in the rear, but he learned from other people that the battle situation was very pessimistic.

"I'm leaving, the teacher will take them away quickly."

After speaking, Li Ming turned and left.

He knew that these freshmen couldn't help him.

"Wait, I'm going to the front line to fight."

Yang Yan stood up suddenly, his eyes were firm, and he looked deathly at home.

"Yang Yan."

Song Yishan stopped him.

"Mr. Song, I hope you don't stop me. If I shrink back here, it will cast a shadow on me for the rest of my life."

"Okay, there is something."

Li Ming laughed out loud, unexpectedly someone could stand up.

"I'll go too, I don't believe that Lin Feng died like this."

Jiang Meng wiped away tears and said.

"I'll go as well."

"Count me in."

Meng Shulan silently raised her hand.

"you......"

Song Yishan looked at them and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Okay, for your courage, I apologize for looking down on you just now."

Li Ming is also a straightforward person.

"It may be difficult for you to go directly to the battlefield, but it is still possible to clean up the ghosts that have mixed into the base."

"Ms. Song, Mr. Sun, what do you think of this?"

Li Ming looked at them and asked.

"You are all like this, how can I not agree?"

Song Yishan glanced at them, his eyes filled with relief, this time the actual combat special training will definitely bring them huge gains.

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ps: Thanks to "Ayin", "Mi Bing", "Zhatian Gang-Shang Tang", "Ji Concubine Who Loves Zhangye's Great Food", and "Passing Magenta Knight" for their gifts.

Chapter 34: Black and White Impermanence

As time went on, the battle became more and more intense.

The ghosts seem to be endless, and they can't be killed.

The city wall was already scarred and precarious, and layer after layer of blood was wrapped on it, which looked shocking.

"Kill me!"

Qin Heshan shouted loudly.

He couldn't sit still in the end, such a huge number of ghost tides were constantly consuming their foundation, and if this continued, they would surely be defeated.

So it's time to make a choice.

More than 50 gate master realm powerhouses rushed out to kill the opponent's high-level combat power.

These are the high-level combat forces of the base.

Their targets are those A-level ghosts and A-level ghost kings.

To capture the thief, first capture the king. As long as those A-level ghost kings are killed, these low-level ghosts will be like a mess of loose sand, vulnerable to a single blow.

The ghosts made a commotion, the A-level ghosts and the A-level ghost king killed them.

At the same time, Qin Heshan also fought against Lan Jiao.

......

On the other side, Ghost Valley.

Lin Feng barely escaped here, the horror of the ghost tide was even more terrifying than he imagined.

Although they are only low-level ghosts, even if A-level ghosts meet them, they will be eaten up. The A-level ghost king will probably feel powerless when he meets them.

"Did these ghosts take medicine? It's like crazy."

Looking at the ghosts outside the valley, Lin Feng felt a headache.

Not long after the ghost tide happened, he took his own ghosts and pushed them all the way, thinking about going back to the base of the devil city, but in fact he was thinking too much.

Although these ghosts are low-level, they are huge in number, like ants, they can't be chased and killed. If it weren't for the power of space, Lin Feng would probably be eaten too.

All the low-level ghosts he summoned were killed, and even the few A-level ghosts were almost killed.

"It seems that there is no going back like this."

Lin Feng sighed.

The ghosts blocked all the way out, if it weren't for the special terrain of this valley, they probably rushed in too.

"I don't know, what happened to Jiang Meng and the others."

Lin Feng looked in the direction of the Modu base.

It's not very far from the base, and the sound of artillery fire from the base can even be heard here.

But as time went by, the sound of artillery fire became weaker and weaker, and one could imagine how much pressure there was on the base.

"It seems that it can only be summoned here."

Lin Feng made a decision, originally thinking about relying on them to run rampant in the ghost world, but at this time he had to summon them.

"Summon Black Impermanence."

One black impermanence should be enough to destroy these ghosts.

Lin Feng thought to himself.

There is no need to summon Bai Wuchang together, if you encounter an invincible ghost, you can still call Bai Wuchang to resolve the crisis.

It can be regarded as a few more hole cards and a life-saving means.

[Hei Wuchang successfully summoned! 】

[Bai Wuchang summoned successfully! 】

A dark wind blew, and a thick mist floated under his feet at some point, and two figures emerged in the mist.

"It's really brothers, can't you summon one at a time?"

Lin Feng pursed his lips, and was not surprised when he heard Bai Wuchang be summoned.

"If that's the case, so should the bull's head and horse noodles."

This summoning was a wake-up call for himself.

The fog dissipated, and a black figure appeared in front of Lin Feng.

Black face and black robe, wearing a black top hat.

In his left hand he holds a black mourning stick.

In his right hand he holds a black chain.

Lin Feng was shocked.

On the other side, it is the opposite of Hei Wuchang.

White face and white robe, holding a white mourning stick and chains of ecstasy.

White impermanence!

"grown ups."