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The spirit of a gentleman poured into the guqin like money, and the notes of the piano that had been sharpened for a long time popped out one after another.

The Qin Dao soldiers became more and more solid, and the number increased, and then gradually formed a Qin Dao army.

There is an army of Qin Dao with thousands of people!
Fang Mu didn't summon the Qin Dao soldiers anymore, and continued to play the piano to increase the strength of these Qin Dao soldiers.

Led by a masked general, Qin Dao's army rushed into the group of ghosts and began to fight frantically.

They are mainly framed by Fang Mu's gentlemanly spirit, with sound as bones and qi as flesh and blood.

Therefore, when their attacks fall on the ghosts, they can also cause great attacks.

And when the bloody eyes on those ghosts opened and shone on those Qin Dao soldiers, they didn't have any strange reaction.

Fang Mu, who had been condescendingly observing the situation, was moved, and speculated that the ghostly red light could only affect normal creatures.

But fortunately, he was cautious and chose to use Qin Dao soldiers to fight against the enemy. Otherwise, with so many ghost eyes watching him, it might take longer for him to lose control of his body.

Fang Mu drove those Qin Dao soldiers to attack the blood-red eyes of the ghosts. Anyway, they were not afraid of pain or death, so they simply traded injuries for injuries, or traded lives for lives.

Qin Dao soldiers collapsed one by one, and the bloody eyeballs on those ghosts were pierced one by one, bleeding out blood-red energy.

"The spirit of a gentleman is not enough..."

Fang Mu felt that the gentleman's spirit was gradually bottoming out, and without hesitation, he immediately chose to upgrade his skills.

boom--

Countless experience points were consumed rapidly, and Fang Mu could only feel a stream of purple air rising from his body, which was visible to the naked eye, like little purple dragons, circling around him.

Eighth-level gentlemanly spirit!
Fang Mu immediately realized that the previous analogy was not too extreme.

This is not the difference between one hundred and five hundred, it is simply the difference between one and one thousand!

If the previous gentleman's gas reserves were a small pond, then this is a big lake!

It's full, it's almost overflowing!

Fang Mu had the urge to release a wave, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable to hold back.

His ten fingers are flying, and the gentleman's air is poured into the strings like money, and the extremely tough strings are about to be smoked by him.

The soldiers who were already somewhat solid with the sound of the piano suddenly became more lifelike, and some who were smashed by the ghosts were directly resurrected on the spot, becoming taller, bigger, stronger and braver.

Fang Mu directly covered the whole range of gentleman's spirit, covering all the ghosts, and also enhanced the combat space of Qin Dao soldiers in disguise.

Now this area shrouded in gentlemanly spirit is no longer the territory of ghosts, but the home field of Fang Mu!

Based on the previous reserves of gentlemanly spirit, this kind of unscrupulous consumption would have completely drained Fang Mu in less than ten minutes at most.

But the current Fang Mu is completely true, in terms of longevity, he has no fear at all!

Compared with the previous him, the current him is just a strong young man who guards his body like jade, and the gap is as big as the weak young man who has a tube every day and does not make up for it.

In other words, the current him, if there is a hole in the ground, he can dry the earth through!
The desperate tactics of Qin Dao soldiers were very effective, and the blood-eyed ghosts that were originally extremely terrifying were all wiped out one by one, and their eyeballs were all poked and exploded.

Looking at the lying ghost corpse, Fang Mu let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking at the experience that has increased a lot, I feel a little relieved in my heart.

But less than a second after he was relieved, he looked at the system figure again, and there was no reminder that he had killed a general-level ghost.

"Damn it, this thing can't die, can it?"

Is this the strength of a general-level ghost?

From this point of view, the Matsui ghost general back then was ridiculously weak.

"There is nothing here, where is that thing hidden?"

Fang Mu glanced around, all the ghosts in the vicinity were completely wiped out by his playing the piano just now, and now the place is empty and very peaceful.

"Forget it, forget it if you can't die, just leave this guy alone."

Fang Mu was speechless. He looked at the surrounding mountains and frowned again.

According to his calculations, the explorer Li Siguang should be nearby.

It's impossible to attract the attention of the other party with such a big movement of beheading the ghost by yourself?

Fang Mu thought helplessly.

He must have known that this explorer had many concerns. In order to let the other party judge that he was not a ghost in disguise, he even took off the mask that concealed his breath.

But how did Fang Mu know that this Mr. Li Siguang didn't notice his movements, but he never regarded him as a human being.

"This guy is really not human!"

Li Siguang, who lay on his stomach and watched Fang Mu's whole battle, said with emotion in his heart.

But it was precisely because of this action that he felt even more that this inhuman boy was a human being.

Because he felt that it should be impossible for ghosts to pretend to be such an outrageous person.

That's the way the boss thinks.

The more normal you pretend, the less he will believe it easily, and the more outrageous you are, the more he will be able to make firm judgments.

It is probably this kind of thinking that made him escape from ghosts repeatedly.

Li Siguang didn't hesitate, and immediately inspired the last bit of oil from the civilized lamp, a warmth flooded his body in an instant, and a little bit of consciousness was recovering.

He took off the black robe, and the light of the civilization lamp shone like a small sun in the darkness.

"My little friend, I'm here!"

Li Siguang shouted firmly to Fang Mu.

After saying this, he thought in his heart, even if Fang Mu was really a ghost, he would recognize it.

Anyway, after Fang Mu left, he couldn't hold on for a few minutes, so he might as well trust his instincts.

Fang Mu saw the dazzling light of civilization at a glance, and flew towards it without any delay.

Under Xiaoyaoyou's full strength, Qingfeng carried him forward at a high speed.

It's just that when he was rushing towards that side, blood-red air streams condensed into a blood-red eye in the countless ghost remnants. It looked at Fang Mu's back, and then directly turned into a stream of light , rushing towards the darkness.

It was because of Fang Mu's gentlemanly spirit that it didn't move just now. If it doesn't escape now, let alone when.

This human kid is simply too terrifying.

He was able to return himself to his original form. If he was allowed to develop, it would be another nightmare for Qianqian Huangquan.

Fang Mu sensed the distant red light, and ignored it, but continued to meet Li Siguang.

That blood eye's life-saving ability is too strong, it is not an easy matter to kill, and if Li Siguang does not have the light of civilization, it is estimated that in the current state of the other party, he will die in the darkness the next moment.