The monks of the Ghost Clan are not weak. If the human soldiers want to kill each other, they will fight for one life.

Lu Mangran: “…”

This is not me!

"who?!"

Lu Mangran was frightened and asked in his heart.

He felt that the sound was definitely not auditory hallucination!

Too weird.

Lu Mangran even felt that he might have been occupied by the powerful ghost clan?

The powerful ghost clan is best at possessing. Could it be that the powerful ghost clan possesses him at this moment?

But something is wrong.

If the ghost clan possesses it, the terrifying ghost energy will probably instill erode him, and the ghost is not a ghost.

But Lu Mangran did not feel the gloomy ghost energy at this moment, but instead felt a grand atmosphere!

"Who said that the scholar is useless?"

"Don't you want to be able to cultivate the world?"

The voice was so loud that it was stirring in his ears. Except for him, Lu Mengran, the others could not hear it.

Lu Mangran suddenly realized that he had regained control of his body, but he was breathing heavily. He looked around, shocked and suspicious.

The world is still dark.

However, he did not find the person he talked to.

"Who is your lord? Why are you asking for?"

Lu asked Mangran.

"I, the warrior."

The sound was ethereal, resounding in his ears, but it was like thunder, which made Lu Mengran tremble all over.

A warrior?

What kind of martial arts are you spreading?

"I heard your voice."

"I feel your unwillingness."

"Human blood, blood debts need to be paid for blood."

The ethereal voice still resounded in Lu Mengran's ears.

Lu Mangran seemed to understand something, but he quickly smiled bitterly, saying that the warrior...maybe it was an existence similar to the martial arts?

To spread martial arts to the world, spread martial arts, and make the world stronger.

But, Lu Mengran... He is just a scholar, so what can he do to pass on martial arts?

It cannot change the situation and situation in Qingcheng at this moment.

The Ghost Clan is too powerful. The vast army of Ghost Clan cannot defend the Qingcheng defenders at all. What's more, there are many top powerhouses in the Ghost Clan.

He Lu Buran, a mere scholar... How can he change his fate against the will of heaven?

What ability do you have to change the overall situation of despair?

And Fang Ark was also thinking, to change his fate against the will of heaven... Lu Mangran said something reasonable, a mere scholar is not an extraordinary martial artist.

How to fight against the ghost army?

What can you do when facing so many powerful ghost clans?

However, Ark soon thought of many things.

Can scholars...can't fight?

A scholar has a sense of energy in his heart.

The heart is full of energy, and the world is filled with clear energy!

Scholars... are not weak!

The Confucian way can also kill enemies, kill demons, eliminate demons, destroy ghosts, and enforce gods!

The moment the Ark thought echoed, the Chuanwu Bookstore in my mind began to tremble.

Rumble!

The rays of light are shining!

Fang Ark moved his mind and pulled Lu's confused mind into Chuanwu Palace.

Lu Mangran felt the sky was spinning, and then he found his figure appearing in a magnificent palace.

Above the palace, there is a plaque with three big characters written in flying dragons and phoenixes, passing on to the Wu Palace!

Lu Mangran's mind moved and looked up suddenly. He seemed to see a mysterious phantom outside the Chuanwu Palace, sitting upright in the void, looking down at him.

The phantom emits supreme golden light!

"senior!"

Lu Mangran's heart was terrified, and he understood that this must be the "warrior".

And this aura, this momentum, seemed to be more terrifying than the great master Cao Mandu!

Lu Mangran couldn't help but feel excited!

It turns out... there are such strong people in our human race?!

If this strong man is willing to take action, Qingcheng... might be saved!

"I beg you to save Qingcheng and protect our human race, and not be trampled by the Iron Cavalry of the Ghost Clan or invaded by the ghost spirit!"

"Lu is willing to do whatever his senior asks Lu to do!"

Lu Mangran bowed and delivered a great gift!

At this time, Lu Mangran had no choice but to rely on this mysterious senior!

The ark is floating above the Chuanwu Hall.

It presents a phantom, blurry and deep, and the glory of Chuanwu Bookstore appears behind him, with a bright light.

Looking at Lu Mengran below.

Ark shook his head.

"I attach myself to you, and it is a ray of divine thought. Where I am, the mountains are high and the water is long, and the water is far away and the fire is hard to relieve near."

"But every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the human race, and I will help you."

"Whether Qingcheng is dead or not depends on you."

The sound of the ark remains vast.

After hearing this, Lu Mangran was extremely disappointed. Can’t the senior take action?

Can't even seniors with such powerful magical powers save Qingcheng?

And whether Qingcheng is dead depends on me?

Lu Mengran smiled bitterly. Even Zhang Zhenyu was killed in battle, and Yang Hu was about to die in battle. Lu Mengran did not have strong force, so how could he save Qingcheng and Qingzhou?

Turn the tide down?

It’s not that he Lu Mengran is self-deprecating, but that he really can’t do it.

Fang Zhou looked at Lu Mengran, who was full of despair, shook his head and sighed, and said lightly: "The heaven and earth have righteousness, and the various forms are mixed with manifold..."

As soon as the words come out.

Lu Mun was stunned, but found that the scenery in the hall began to change violently.

Strange scenes are sweeping and surging.

He stared blankly and saw an old man.

...

The old man wore a Confucian shirt and was obviously a scholar.

Standing on the city tower.

Outside the city, there are various existences above the huge waves, with a breath that reaches the sky and comes from the waves.

An existence like a fairy god!

Below the city tower is a human army, wearing armor and moving forward.

Facing the army of immortals and gods coming through the waves, the army was timid and fearful.
To be continued...