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The moment he saw Su Changsheng appear.

A glimmer of hope appeared in everyone's desperate eyes.

"Red Robe Rakshasa yyds!"

"Now that the Red Robe Rakshasa has taken action, Yangcheng is saved!"

“The miracle finally happened!”

"Although the Red Robe Rakshasa and his men are all A-level psychics, they are too few. Can they stop 40,000 ghosts?"

"Yeah, with only thirteen men, how can we possibly stop forty thousand ghosts!"

"Moreover, only the red-robed Rakshasa and the old man in white are A-level psychics. The rest don't have much combat power. How can they possibly resist 40,000 ghosts!"

"So, the Red Robe Rakshasa can't save Yangcheng?"

……

While the audience in the live broadcast room were excited, careful viewers also began to analyze the battlefield situation.

Moreover, as the analysis continued, the hearts of hundreds of millions of netizens gradually sank to the bottom.

Although the red-robed Rakshasa and the white-robed subordinates are both A-level psychics, the strength of the other subordinates is mostly B-level and C-level!

As long as three evil ghosts can hold back the two of them, how can Yangcheng resist the attack of forty thousand ghosts?

Even if the red-robed Rakshasa and his white-robed subordinates are powerful and can work together to kill the three evil spirits.

During this time, the 40,000 ghosts would have probably devoured all the people in Yangcheng!

after all.

The difference in quantity is really too big!

On the battlefield.

After seeing the red-robed Rakshasa, the people of Yangcheng instantly felt a sense of joy at having survived a calamity.

just.

The three hundred psychics still had grim expressions on their faces.

Unless another hundred B-level psychics join the battle to resist the more than one hundred evil ghosts among the forty thousand ghosts.

Otherwise they still have no chance of winning.

"If only the Red Robe Rakshasa had appeared earlier and teamed up with three A-level psychics to kill the three evil spirits, maybe there would still be hope for Yangcheng!"

A Psychic sighed helplessly.

"No! There is still hope! He can definitely save Yangcheng!"

In the crowd, Su Yun looked up at Su Changsheng standing in the void, his eyes full of determination.

She firmly believed in her heart that the Red Robe Rakshasa would definitely help Yangcheng survive this disaster!

In the spotlight.

Su Changsheng walked in the air and slowly came in front of the three evil ghosts.

"Just the three of you, the evil spirits, dare to run wild in Yangcheng?"

A cold voice came from under the Rakshasa mask.

Although people cannot see the expression behind the mask, they can still feel the murderous intent from the voice!

The three evil ghosts glanced at Su Changsheng and the other ghosts, their eyes full of vigilance.

Although they could not sense Su Changsheng's strength, they could sense that Bai Wuchang was a ghost of the evil level.

Being able to make evil spirits submit to him shows that Su Changsheng is also a ghost of evil spirit level.

The three evil ghosts speculated in their hearts.

As for the Ghost King.

This world has never existed.

"You two are very powerful and can stop the three of us, but I want to see how you can resist forty thousand ghosts!"

The eight-eyed ghost sneered, and then pointed the machete in his hand at the millions of people behind Su Changsheng, and ordered the 40,000 ghosts,

"Swallow them!"

Following the order given by the eight-eyed evil ghost.

Forty thousand ghosts swarmed in, with greedy red light flashing in their eyes, and pounced on the people of Yangcheng.

See this scene.

Whether it is the audience in the live broadcast room, or the ordinary people and people with special abilities at the scene.

Despair spread in my heart again.

No matter how powerful the Red Robe Rakshasa is, even if he is an S-level psychic, he cannot withstand the attack of 40,000 ghosts alone!

Moreover, relying on the strength of the three evil spirits, they can easily hold back the red-robed Rakshasa and his white-clothed subordinates.

Until forty thousand ghosts killed all the people in Yangcheng!

"Then open your dog eyes and watch!"

Just when everyone was in despair, Su Changsheng slowly raised his right hand.

Rumble~

As Su Changsheng raised his right hand, a loud bang sounded out of nowhere.

Everyone looked at the sound.

I saw an illusory towering city wall rising from the ground!

"gate of hell?"

"What is this thing? Why does it look so scary?"

“Could it be the magical power cultivated by the Red Robe Rakshasa?”

"I am also a C-level psychic, and I have never heard of this magical power of summoning buildings!"

"Can this city wall alone resist 40,000 ghosts?"

……

After seeing the towering Ghost Gate, everyone became even more confused.

They had no idea what the purpose of this illusory gate of hell was.

"System, summon one hundred Yin generals, and all the remaining Yin virtues will summon Yin soldiers!"

Su Changsheng gave orders to the system in his mind.

In order to protect the people of Yangcheng, Su Changsheng can only summon ghosts and gods through the gates of hell.

He has been killing ghosts in recent times and has accumulated 1560 points of good karma.

"Summon Yin General*100, consume Yin De*1000!"

"Summon Yin Soldiers*564, consume Yin De*560!"

Tap tap tap~

Just when everyone was confused.

The sound of uniform footsteps came from the gate of hell!

Every time footsteps sound, the ground shakes!

Everyone followed the sound.

Three hundred ghost soldiers armed with spears walked in the front.

There are twenty people in a team, and there are fifteen rows in total!

When three hundred spear-wielding ghost soldiers walked out of the gates of hell.

Thirty to sixty archers and ghost soldiers followed closely behind.

There are also twenty people in each team, a total of eighteen rows!

clap clap!

Five hundred and sixty ghost soldiers were divided into two phalanxes and stood in front of the people of Yangcheng in an orderly manner.

The terrifying fighting spirit dispelled the gloomy energy in the sky and rushed straight into the sky.

See this scene.

Even the forty thousand ghosts were stunned.

Although there were only 560 people, they felt like they were facing an overwhelming force!

"Fuck! Five hundred and sixty C-level psychics!"

"How is it possible that so many C-level psychics suddenly appear!"

"Don't you feel that the aura of these C-class psychics is even comparable to that of B-class psychics!"

“There is hope for Yangcheng!”

……

Tap tap tap~

Just when people were shocked.

Another series of orderly footsteps came from the gates of hell.

There is even one!

Everyone shifted their gaze away from the more than 500 ghost soldiers and looked towards the Ghost Gate again.

One hundred people dressed like ancient generals walked out of the gates of hell.

The armor on these people was covered with copper rust, and dark red marks left by blood could be vaguely seen.

The wooden scabbard of the sword at his waist was already in tatters, revealing the sharp blade inside.

There were even broken swords stuck on some of the armors, as if they were battle-hardened generals who had crawled out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, emitting a murderous intent!

These Yin generals are divided into teams of ten, with a total of ten rows!

One hundred Yin generals stood in front of five hundred Yin soldiers.

"B-level! B-level psychic!"

"A full one hundred B-level psychics!"

"They are not B-level, I feel like they are infinitely close to A-level!"

"Fuck, who said we didn't have enough manpower? Stand up and slap yourself in the face!"

"With such a strong army in charge, let alone 40,000 ghosts, even if there are another 40,000, they will all be destroyed!"

"How did the Red Robe Rakshasa summon these ancient warriors?"

"Why do you care so much? Just shout to me that Red Robe Rakshasa is awesome!"

"Miracle! This is a miracle!"

……

In the live broadcast room, the sad atmosphere dissipated instantly and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

On the battlefield.

Whether it is the people of Yangcheng or the three hundred people with special powers.

At this moment, looking at the burly figures in front of them, everyone was stunned.

"Director, Mr. Su's soldiers should be able to defend Yangcheng!"

Chen Zhe stood beside Zhang Tianhou and muttered.

Although Yining was seriously injured and his body was covered with deep wounds, the severe pain still could not suppress the joy in his heart.

"What are you thinking, kid? What do you mean by defending Yangcheng?"

Zhang Tianhou raised his hand to hit Chen Zhe on the head, but stopped when he saw the wounds all over his body. Then he excitedly waved his fist and shouted, "All superpowered people, prepare to counterattack!"

Although the number of these ghost soldiers and generals is still less than that of 40,000 ghosts.

But his strength completely crushes the forty thousand ghosts!

He could feel that those Yin generals were all terrifying beings at the peak of B-level, and were only one step away from A-level.

It can even be said to be quasi-A grade!

Even if there were not five hundred ghost soldiers, these one hundred ghost generals alone would be enough to kill forty thousand ghosts!

Such terrifying strength can completely make up for the gap in numbers!

"I knew you could save Yangcheng!"

Su Yun looked at Su Changsheng's back and whispered softly, her eyes full of wonder!

In mid-air.

Su Changsheng looked at the three stunned evil spirits and suddenly dropped his right hand.

"kill!"