Chapter 11: Ghost Armor and Ghost Soldiers

Xia Qi wanted to save some physical strength and use his physical strength as much as possible on the road, but these little ghosts pressed all the way and did not give up, which really annoyed him to death, after all, there were always a group of ghosts behind him, and he couldn't even rest well.

"Okay, since you want to die, I'll let you go!"

Xia Qi no longer fled, but turned around, staring at the ghosts behind him with a fierce face.

Perhaps feeling the murderous aura of Xia Qi, the little ghosts glanced at each other, and their faces more or less showed a little retreat.

Xia Qi naturally hoped that they would be able to retreat, which would also save him some effort, but to his disappointment, the retreat on the faces of the little ghosts had just been revealed before they were instantly replaced by hideous.

Looks like he wants to do something to him.

"You really think I'm afraid of you!"

Xia Qi roared angrily, and the ghost qi in his body suddenly dispersed, and then turned into a huge net that covered the sky and the sun, directly covering those little ghosts.

Seeing Xia Qi's ghost net cover, the little ghosts began to scatter and flee, and then disappeared in Xia Qi's suspicious gaze.

Not even one remained.

"Ran away?"

Xia Qi's ghost net did not bind even a single ghost, which also made Xia Qi very depressed, after all, those were just ghosts, and his strength was much stronger than them.

However, this blow was really missed.

"This random event is so terrifying, even ordinary imps are so weird."

Xia Qi understood why these little ghosts dared to follow him, because he clearly didn't think he could solve them.

After staying in place for a while, Xia Qi saw that those little ghosts had no intention of appearing again, so he hurried up again.

After walking like this for about another hour, Xia Qi felt a strong feeling of hunger in his stomach. Had to stop and eat something.

In fact, maintaining the state of a powerful ghost still consumes physical strength, although this consumption is not obvious, but through the accumulation of time, it is still a big burden for Xia Qi.

However, this no-man's land is full of dangers and unpredictable. He didn't dare to return to normal, for fear that he would be attacked by ghosts, and in the end he didn't even know how he died.

It took almost four hours to walk back and forth, and at his current pace, he would be able to reach the location of the three honor points in one day at most.

The end point on the map is in the northeast corner, his starting point is in the southwest corner, and the location of the 3 honor points belongs to the middle northwest section. The same end point is exactly two directions.

That's why he felt that few people would go there like him.

Opening a bag of compressed biscuits, Xia Qi chewed dryly, keeping an eye on his surroundings and not daring to let go of any wind and grass.

After eating two bags of biscuits and two fritters in succession, Xia Qi felt that his previous hunger had been reduced a lot, but he was still far from being full.

But that's all there is to it. He couldn't eat it all in one sitting, so he had to tighten his belt. Let's hold on to it and see if we can get some food on the rest of the way.

Putting the backpack back on his back, Xia Qi was just about to get up when he heard a series of somewhat piercing suona sounds coming from the direction of his side.

After that, there was a string of mourning gongs, faint and far away. It's incomparable.

Xia Qi patted the dust on his pants and stood up, and when he looked over, he saw a huge string of people and horses, walking towards his location.

Walking in the front were two people wearing gray hats and blowing suona with their heads up. Behind him, two men were carrying a gong, and one of them was striking it faintly.

Behind him were four strong men with masked faces, carrying a coffin that was constantly oozing disgusting liquid from the cracks, just like carrying a sedan chair.

"It's really a wave of unsettled, how many ghosts are there?"

Xia Qi felt that this random event was really a dog, all kinds of ghosts emerged in an endless stream, and those little ghosts might still be hiding there before, but this time there was a team of wild ghosts carrying coffins.

The team of eight people was very neat, and they seemed to be blind to Xia Qi not far away, but the coffin they were carrying was not so honest, not to mention the constant vibration of the coffin lid, and there was a scratching sound that made Xia Qi feel palpitations.

It's like there's a ghost in a coffin scratching the lid with its long nails.

Xia Qi felt the breath of a powerful ghost from it, and when he felt his scalp tingle, he hurriedly picked up his duffel bag and fled into the distance.

It's just that what makes him depressed is that there is a barren plain ahead, and he doesn't even have a place to hide. But at this time, it was completely too late to turn back, so I had no choice but to flee forward.

It's not that he can't be sure to kill the ghosts behind him, the key is that this place is still far from the end, if he wastes his physical strength to tear the ghosts here, then even if he wins, it won't outweigh the losses.

While running forward with his life, he turned back from time to time to pay attention to the group of ghosts behind him.

What then made Xia Qi feel creepy was that no matter how desperately he ran away, the team of ghosts behind him could always keep up and get closer and closer to him in distance.

Xia Qi didn't feel that he was in a fantasy world, because looking at the map on the honor table, his position was always changing, and he was approaching the position of the 3 honor points.

This shows that the problem is not with him, but with the ghosts behind him, who are indeed chasing after him.

"The previous group of ghosts, the current funeral brigade, these ghosts are only chasing and not attacking, is it for the purpose of consuming me?"

The more Xia Qi thought about it, the more he felt that there was this possibility, after all, he had a deep understanding of the cunning of ghosts, and these ghosts couldn't kill you with their strength, so they would find other ways to kill you.

In order to verify his conjecture, Xia Qi deliberately slowed down and no longer fled, but changed to walk slowly, just to see if the ghosts behind him were catching up, or just chasing.

However, what made Xia Qi somewhat miscalculated was that the speed on his side had just decreased a little, and behind him, the speed of those ghosts suddenly skyrocketed, and they actually caught up with him directly.

"Grass, fooled!"

Xia Qi scolded secretly, but it was too late to speed up his escape, because those ghosts had already surrounded him.

Xia Qi tried to pull back, but the eight ghosts didn't give him time to react at all, and directly pounced on him like a hungry tiger.

Fortunately, Xia Qi is already very skilled in the control of ghost qi, and divides the ghost qi into two, half of which is turned into uranium shining armor and draped on his body, and the other half is turned into a scythe like a god of death, which is tightly held in his hand. (To be continued.) )