My Apprenticeship to Uncle Jiu: I Was a Warlord in the Republic of China

But he waited for a long time and didn't find a suitable opportunity. Instead, his own people were fighting and retreating, and it was obvious that they were going to lose.

But as far as he knew, these ghost soldiers were only at the level of evil spirits, and were weakened by the Golden Crow Fiery Sun Formation. It should be impossible for them to defeat the people of Maoshan.

It was not until he saw Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian, disregarding their own safety, rushing to the stage that he realized the battle was so fierce and there were thirty-five ghost generals on the stage who did not participate in the battle.

He immediately knew that there must be something strange on the stage, and when he looked closely, he immediately realized that there was something wrong with the flag, which led to him rushing straight to the stage.

Although his cultivation level was not as high as Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian's, his humanitarian aura was enough to suppress these ghosts and monsters.

So he just rushed forward without caring about anything, and those who retreated a little slower were knocked to death by him.

When they arrived at the right position, they jumped onto the platform. When the thirty-five ghost generals saw Jiang Li coming, they wanted to retreat, but when they thought of the importance of this flag.

He could only shout for help from the Black Mountain Ghost King, then rush forward with gritted teeth, hoping to hold out for a while.

But Jiang Li didn't take these little ghosts seriously. He chopped left and right with Mo Mei in one hand and Yao Guang in the other. These ghost generals, who were in the middle and late stage, couldn't even block his sword. Several of them were chopped to death in the first encounter.

When the Black Mountain Ghost King saw Jiang Li arrive at the command platform, he immediately wanted to withdraw to protect the flag, but Li Lin was not willing to let him do so. He ignored his own injuries and launched a series of fierce attacks.

The Black Mountain Ghost King knew that Li Lin wanted to delay him, but he had no other choice but to attack with the same fierceness, hoping to kill Jiang Li before he destroyed the Netherworld Battle Flag.

But things in the world never go as it wishes. With the help of his great luck and two spiritual weapons, Jiang Li killed all the thirty or so ghost generals in a short time.

Then he raised the Yaoguang and chopped hard at the flagpole of the Netherworld Battle Flag, but with the strong recoil force coming from his hand, he knew that this thing might not be so destructive.

After taking a look at the cuts on the flagpole, he realized that although the flagpole was hard, it could still be broken. So he started chopping at the flagpole with his left and right hands.

After being slashed with dozens or hundreds of swords, the flagpole finally couldn't withstand such a fierce attack and fell to the ground.

As the Netherworld Battle Flag was cut off, the battle formation's blessing instantly lost its effectiveness, and the ghost soldiers, who had been advancing triumphantly, suddenly came to a halt.

When the people of Maoshan felt that the blessing of the ghost soldiers' battle formation was gone, the pressure on them was immediately reduced. They immediately adjusted their posture and quickly organized a counterattack. For a time, the ghost soldiers suffered heavy casualties and the army formation was in chaos.

The Black Mountain Ghost King was no exception. Without the support of the military formation, its magic power was greatly reduced, and it could no longer easily resist Li Lin's fierce attack.

But Li Lin was not having a good time at the moment. He was old and had suffered many injuries on his body. He had even used secret techniques to attack in order to delay time.

At this moment, he had left much fighting power. After forcing back the Black Mountain Ghost King with a sword, he retreated to dozens of meters away and confronted the Black Mountain Ghost King in the air.

Jiang Li was not willing to miss such an opportunity. Seeing that the Black Mountain Ghost King had its back facing him, he immediately sent out his flying sword and attacked its back.

The Black Mountain Ghost King was indeed an old ghost who had experienced many battles. He was able to sense the sneak attack and then he dodged to the side to avoid the attack.

But Jiang Li's Mo Mei was a spiritual weapon. As he thought about it, the flying sword immediately changed direction, penetrated straight into its back and came out from its chest.

When Jiang Li saw the attacking hand, he immediately rushed forward and attacked fiercely with his sword. Although the Black Mountain Ghost King was injured, he did not lose the power to resist and continued to fight back with his sword.

But Jiang Li's attack was just a feint. With a thought, Mo Mei turned back and pierced it again.

The Black Mountain Ghost King, who was stabbed by two swords, knew that something was wrong and wanted to fly towards the altar immediately. However, Li Lin, who had adjusted himself a little, was not willing to let him do so.

He immediately offered up several talismans and shot them at it. The Black Mountain Ghost King, who had just flown up, was knocked to the ground. Jiang Li naturally would not miss such a good opportunity.

He climbed up and fired a few more sword strikes, but unfortunately most of them were blocked by the Black Mountain Ghost King, and only two of his sword strikes had a solid impact.

Even so, it was still seriously injured and had little strength to fight back. With the double attack of Jiang Li's flying sword and Yao Guang, it was chopped into pieces and turned into ashes in a few strokes.

A dark crystal, a dark token, and his blood-red sword were left at the spot.

Jiang Li didn't have time to check what these things were. He put them into his storage bag and then turned around and rushed into the ghost army to rescue Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian who were surrounded.

After rescuing the two of them, he turned around and charged into the army again, heading straight for those ghost generals.

Since no one could stop him, he was able to kill a ghost general every time he charged. But after he charged dozens of times, the ghost army formation could no longer be maintained and quickly turned into a mess.

As the ghost soldiers fled in panic, the battle finally came to an end after the altar was taken control.

These ghost soldiers are now in a desperate situation. They have no way to retreat and can only hide and struggle to survive in this eerie and terrifying ghost area.

However, their fate was already determined, and it was only a matter of time before they were all captured or killed.

Seeing the situation gradually stabilized, Jiang Li felt a little relieved. He and the people from Maoshan Sect carefully counted the spoils obtained from this battle.

On this battlefield in the ghostland, there are all kinds of scattered spoils.

The most numerous ones are of course the ghost weapons emitting a faint light. Some of them have strange shapes, some have weird runes engraved on the blades, and some emit a strong yin energy.

In addition to the strangely shaped ghost weapons, there are also armors inlaid with dark blue gems. Obviously, these armors were left behind by the ghost generals.

In addition, there are a large number of soul power crystals, each of which contains rich ghost energy.

At this moment, Jiang Li was holding a soul crystal that looked hard but also revealed an illusory texture and observing it carefully.

I saw that the soul crystal looked like a deep blue gem, with wisps of ghostly aura like smoke and fog lingering inside, emitting a strong cold and chilly breath.

Its surface flickered with a strange luster, as if it was a mysterious object from the abyss of the underworld. When touched, a bone-chilling chill instantly spread through the fingertips and spread throughout the body.

He had read in Maoshan texts before that since ghosts had no physical form, the strength of their ghost bodies and the power they possessed varied greatly.

However, some ghosts, after acquiring the method of ghost cultivation, can condense soul power crystals, and use this storage capacity to supply their own consumption. The effect is similar to creating a fuel tank to store fuel.

And when he looked at the soul crystals all over the ground, he knew that the Black Mountain Ghost King must have a highly adaptable set of ghost cultivation methods, otherwise not all of his ghost soldiers would be able to practice.