Even though it had been five years, when they recalled the battle five years ago, they still vividly remembered it.

It seems like it happened yesterday.

Every detail of that battle is still fresh in my memory.

There was no other reason. That battle was the most dangerous supernatural event they had encountered since they became supernatural beings. If they had not jointly dealt with it at that time, they would have never come back if they had dealt with it individually.

But even if they join forces to deal with supernatural incidents on ancient battlefields, they have also lost several veteran Taoist priests.

"Were the ghosts and gods not killed on the battlefield at that time?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhang repeatedly identified the photo and determined that the huge purple will-o'-the-wisp figure in the photo was the ghost and god on the battlefield.

He looked to the white-haired old man to inquire about the situation.

Although he was the person in charge, his strength was not as strong as the old monsters like the white-haired old man. Knowing that he could not deal with the ghosts and gods on the battlefield, he took the lead and withdrew from several younger supernatural beings.

He could only learn about the follow-up to the supernatural event by asking others afterwards.

"I do not know either."

The white-haired old man looked a little embarrassed, paused and said:

"Actually, after you took the people out, Maoshan Wang Chong and I also withdrew because we wanted to lure the ghosts and gods out of the ancient battlefield."

The middle-aged man named Zhang understood what he was thinking.

The ancient battlefields buried too many souls of soldiers. They spent years underground and accumulated too much grievances. They have long become a supernatural place. They are a BUFF for the ghosts and gods on the battlefield.

As a battlefield ghost born on the ancient battlefield, it will have a steady stream of resentment and ghost energy to replenish the ancient battlefield.

The white-haired old man said at this time:

"Old Taoist Priest Wang Chong and I made a mistake. I won't go into the specific process. Basically, we failed to seduce him. Instead, we made the ghosts and gods on the battlefield go berserk. We couldn't stop it from going berserk."

"After that, we planned to withdraw from the ancient battlefield, and at that time we also received a notice from the Yamen, telling us not to deal with the battlefield matters, saying that there would be support to suppress the ghosts and gods on the battlefield."

"Huh? Is there any support? Who? Is the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain here?" A middle-aged man named Zhang interjected.

The white-haired old man shook his head: "I don't know if it's the Heavenly Master. The Yamen didn't say anything, they just said there was support."

As he recalled the supernatural events at the ancient battlefield five years ago.

The white-haired old man continued:

"Because we had support, we withdrew, and not long after that we were notified that the ghosts and gods on the battlefield had been dealt with."

"I thought it was killed... After all, ghosts and gods have lost their minds. I can't think of any other way except killing and sealing. As for sealing, that is even harder than killing."

"Afterwards, I asked who dealt with the ghosts and gods on the battlefield, but the Yamen casually put it off for me. I thought maybe the person who dealt with it was also seriously injured and it was inconvenient to disclose it to avoid being known by the enemy."

The middle-aged man named Zhang nodded. As a supernatural person, he has enemies more or less.

If a particularly powerful supernatural person is known to have been injured, not only will his enemies come to his door, but other ghosts and ghosts will also find out about it, which will also easily affect him.

The power of supernatural beings is a nemesis for ghosts, but it is also a great supplement if they can kill and devour them.

"Now it seems that the ghosts and gods on the battlefield have not been killed."

The white-haired old man looked at the photo and opened his narrowed eyes:

"Not only was he not killed, he might have been used for his own purposes. No wonder they didn't answer when I asked the Yamen."

"Mr. Jiang, who are you asking about?" Out of curiosity, the middle-aged man surnamed Zhang couldn't help but use his tablet to log into the Yamen system to check the files of 'Supernatural Events on the Ancient Battlefield'.

The results of some inquiries.

[You have insufficient permissions to view more detailed file information].

The middle-aged man named Zhang was stunned by the pop-up message.

"My authority is insufficient?" He sounded surprised. As one of the persons in charge of the Yamen headquarters, there were files and information that he could not find.

The white-haired old man glanced at it, with wrinkles on his face full of surprise: "You don't have the authority?"

While speaking, he also answered the question of the middle-aged man named Zhang: "I'm asking about you, Chief Qin."

The middle-aged man named Zhang raised his eyebrows.

He naturally knows who Chief Qin is, the highest person in charge of the yamen, and he can only view it if he has the authority set by him.

"Is it possible that those old men from the Northeast Five Immortals family took action?" A middle-aged man named Zhang touched the stubble on his cheeks.

There are only a handful of people who can make Chief Qin so cautious that he can't even check it. The old masters of the Five Immortals in the Northeast are one of them.

It just doesn't seem right.

Whether it is the old masters of the Five Immortals Family in Northeast China or others, they seem to have little connection with the Thai head-down master.

Just when he was thinking.

Didi's watch chimes. This is the off-duty chime set by a middle-aged man named Zhang.

"Continue to pay attention to Songpa Shan and report the latest progress to me immediately." The middle-aged man surnamed Zhang thought for a while and ordered.

"Yes!" The staff member nodded and took the tablet from the middle-aged man named Zhang.

Later, he and the white-haired old man went out to drink together after get off work.

It's just that although they went to drink after get off work, the two of them never stopped talking about the "supernatural incident at the ancient battlefield site" five years ago, analyzing who would conquer the battlefield ghosts.

They didn't stop talking about the battlefield ghost Ajiu.

The fighting in the villa area also did not stop.

at this time.

Sompashan tried his best to prevent the evil god Talba from getting out of control, but before he could take action...

"Ah Jiu is having a great time. He hasn't been this happy for a long time since five years ago. Thai guy, go away and don't interfere with me."

Sudden.

A childish voice came from his shoulder.

Songpa Shan subconsciously heard the sound and looked around, his eyes widened with dark circles.

The King of Gu Insects appeared on his shoulder at some point, with several tentacles in his arms holding a string of bones, blinking and gnawing.

This is his protective magic weapon. Even the top ghost king cannot get close to it easily. It is his most proud and most satisfying magic weapon.

This is also the reason why after he learned about the King of Gu Insects, he stopped the Evil God Talba first. He was not afraid of the King of Gu Insects getting close because he had dealt with Miao Jiang Gu Master.

He also relied on this magic weapon to block the close approach of the King of Gu Insects in the hands of the other Gu Master.

Unexpectedly, the magic weapon failed to protect against the King of Gu Insects in front of him, and even got a hole chewed on it.

"you……"

Songpa Shan was so frightened that the hairs all over his body stood up, as if a cockroach flew from a girl's body, and he quickly patted the cockroach on his body to swat it away.

Xiaoliuzi jumped easily and carried its magic weapon to the statue of the evil god Talba.

"Are you surprised that I can ignore your protective magic weapon?" Xiao Liuzi spoke in Thai and said while chewing.

Songpashan's face was gloomy, but he did not dare to approach easily, even if he watched his magic weapon being eaten.

no way.

Each of the King of Gu Insects is a Poison King. If he is approached, he will most likely be poisoned to death. He is not a Gu Master and does not have that many detoxification methods.

Xiaoliuzi ignored Songpashan's murderous look, patted the looming lines on his body with a pair of tentacles on his waist, then put his hands on his hips and said in a majestic voice:

"Have you seen these formations? Your Majesty carved them for me specifically to allow me to get close to you old monsters. After all, if I can bite you, you will be crippled even if you don't die."

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