Sima Yi was very unhappy in his heart, he regretted that he shouldn't have let Hu Zhao get involved in this matter, this person obviously couldn't figure out the big and small kings, and began to command himself as a commander.

If it really doesn't work, he will find an excuse to drive this time bomb away, maybe one day he will lose his temper and trap his army again.

"Zhongda, I just have a grudge with Wang Baoyu alone, and after helping you take the Yiling Tomb this time, I will leave." Hu Zhao saw through Sima Yi's mind and said unhappily.

"Hehe, my brother is worried, Zhongda is obedient." Sima Yi smiled, led the army, and began to retreat.

Seeing Sima Yi's army retreating, the soldiers defending the city cheered, as if they had won a battle. But Wang Baoyu didn't feel relaxed at all, because he had already seen that everyone else was gone, but Hu Zhao was still standing in place, looking at the top with a cold gaze.

"Old Lou, what is he doing standing here stupidly?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"His body is full of anger, and he should want to fight to the death." Lou Zibo frowned.

"What should we do?" Wang Baoyu asked in shock: "Why don't you send 10,000 elite soldiers to capture him alive?" ”

"By no means, Hu Zhao's cultivation can be worth more than 100,000 elite soldiers. There must be a reason for this person to order the army to retreat, and after listening to Zibo's advice, all our soldiers should also retreat in case of accidents. Lou Zibo's face appeared with a rare solemnity.

Wang Baoyu nodded, and hurriedly ordered everyone on the city wall to evacuate immediately, and after returning home, he urgently notified the people to close the doors and windows, and prepare fire candles and other things.

Mo Qianxun, Fan Jinqiang and others were not at ease, and they all asked for help to stay, but Wang Baoyu was resolute, if these people had a bad pool, it would be regrettable.

Everyone retreated, and the city wall was empty, only Wang Baoyu and Lou Zibo were still standing there, staring closely below. Half an hour later, Sima Yi's army had retreated five miles away, and even set up camp.

A sneer hung on the corner of Hu Zhao's mouth, and he took out a huge black talisman from his arms, like a shield, bigger than himself. From a distance, this talisman seemed to be dynamic, with a faint flow of black light on it.

"This Hu Zhao doesn't bother to bring so many talismans every time he goes out." Wang Baoyu had Lou Zibo by his side, and he mocked with confidence.

"Don't provoke Hu Zhao again." Lou Zibo reminded him uneasily, his eyes kept staring down, and he said suspiciously: "Hu Zhao is blinded by hatred, and I am afraid that he is going to make a rebellious move to compromise his cultivation." ”

I saw Hu Zhao put the talisman on the ground, opened his mouth and bit his middle finger, dripping large pieces of blood on it, as the blood continued to seep in, the talisman became more and more pitch black, and finally, suddenly disappeared from front of his eyes.

Yes? Lou Zibo let out a low voice, showing a nervous look, and hurriedly said: "Baoyu, grab my shirt, no matter what happens, don't let go." ”

Wang Baoyu knew that something big was going to happen, so he hurriedly grabbed Lou Zibo's clothes, and his panicked heart suddenly quieted down. Hu Zhao under the city closed his eyes and recited the incantation, this time it was a long time, and it could be seen that his forehead was shining, and he was already sweating profusely.

After reciting the incantation, Hu Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead, suddenly raised his arms to the sky, and recited an incomprehensible incantation aloud, followed by his sleeves waving left and right.

The vision finally appeared, and above the flat ground, a cloud of black mist suddenly surged, as black as ink, covering a huge area, and rushed towards Yiling City.

"Well, I thought I could come up with some great tricks! It's just a black fog siege! Wang Baoyu said relaxedly, because the other party had no soldiers left, and would not attack by the black mist. And if the black mist is poisonous, Lou Zibo is beside him, and Wang Baoyu is not afraid at all.

However, Lou Zibo's next move made Wang Baoyu immediately understand that things were by no means as simple as besieging the city. I saw Lou Zibo sitting cross-legged in a hurry, his eyes closed, his palms clasped together, and soon, there was a faint light all around him.

"Old Lou, what should I do next?" Wang Baoyu squatted next to him and asked in a low voice, Lou Zibo didn't move, only the light on his body became stronger and stronger.

Wang Baoyu grabbed Lou Zibo's shirt and didn't let go, as the black fog continued to gather, the clear sky was obscured again, and the surroundings were as dark as ink.

In Yiling City, the lights are lit up, like stars in the dark night. Knowing that the situation was serious, the common people closed their doors and windows one after another, and there were no people on the road, and even the cries of children were stopped by adults.

What is more peculiar is that in the darkness like the end of the world, only the Futu Pagoda is still shining gold, and it seems that it has not been affected in any way.

Hey, Lou Zibo finally opened his eyes and sighed heavily, "If you don't keep your duty, you should come in the end." ”

What's coming? Wang Baoyu was blind in the black fog and couldn't see anything. Suddenly, there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling in the black mist, the sound was so loud that it shook the heavens and the earth, making people feel frightened, as if they were in hell.

"What the hell is going on?" Wang Baoyu asked in fear, and Lou Zibo said in a deep voice: "Don't make a sound, Hu Zhao has moved 100,000 Yin soldiers." ”

"He, he, dared to use Yin Soldiers!" Wang Baoyu was surprised.

As soon as Lou Zibo's words fell, a large number of obscure and unknown points of light appeared in the black mist, and then, these points of light outlined a human figure, a huge army of Yin soldiers, floating in the air, extremely gloomy.

A huge coercion came to the face, making people almost breathless, to be honest, if it weren't for Lou Zibo by his side, this kung fu Wang Baoyu would have run away with his head in his hands.

For some reason, Zuo Ci, who promised to help, did not come, alas, in terms of consciousness, Zuo Cizhao seems to be a little worse than Lou Zibo.

The shadowy Yin soldiers finally began to act, and their goal was also very clear, that is, to attack Wang Baoyu and Lou Zibo, and a stiff figure rushed towards this side, and the Yin soldiers were holding strange weapons in their hands, most of which were made of bones, and every time they waved, a black light would be drawn.

Lou Zibo's long sleeves waved, scattering these lights and shadows, and turning them into points of light. However, the Yin soldiers were not afraid of death at all, and the points of light converged again, still attacking continuously.

Wang Baoyu vaguely found that dense beads of sweat appeared on Lou Zibo's forehead, obviously fighting against the Yin soldiers, and he also moved a lot of cultivation. It's just that there are so many Yin soldiers, and there is not much loss, I don't know how long Lou Zibo can hold out.

"Old Lou, it's really not good, let's retreat!" Wang Baoyu said in a low voice.

"This Yin soldier is coming at me, where can he retreat?" Lou Zibo said, continuing to wave the sleeves of his robe to block these Yin soldiers.