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That skinny old man, just like Zhen Tianxiong, could also be considered the hegemon of the Midland.

However, such an expert, in the hands of the head of the mysterious palace, did not have the slightest chance to fight back.

"Elder Cui from the Boulder's Gate was actually stomped on the ground by that person."

"It's over, this is definitely a peerless expert, he's definitely not someone we can provoke."

Although those Southern Wasteland cultivators didn't know how powerful the Yin Luo Sect was, they still turned deathly pale when they saw their respected senior from the Middle Earth being defeated so easily.

"My Yin Luo Sect can kill you as easily as slaughtering dogs, and threaten me? Who do you think you are! " The mysterious hall master's tone was light and casual, as if all of this wasn't even worth mentioning.

Zhen Tianfeng said respectfully, "Hall Master is incredible. I think we should take care of all of them now!"

Even though Zhen Tianxiong had fallen to the ground, his eyes were still burning with rage, "Zhen Tianfeng, how dare you!"

The mysterious Palace Lord glanced at the people in the Hall and coldly snorted, "They are not worth it for me to take action. My Yinluo Sect has more important things to do, you handle this!"

The mysterious hall master patted Zhen Tianfeng's shoulder and disappeared without a trace.

Zhen Tianfeng felt as if he received some sort of support, and his face regained its color.

He looked at the crowd and laughed coldly, "I have countless ghost soldiers. You all can stay here today!"

The ghost soldier behind him had long smelled the human blood and let out a maniacal roar, as if it couldn't wait to rush over and tear apart all life.

Suddenly, Bai Suqing flung her whisk and shouted, "Don't panic, form a formation to block him!"

At this time, those cultivators finally regained their senses. This situation could be considered a matter of life and death. They had to take out the item that would be the most important!

"Fight him to the death!"

The cultivators shouted in unison. Waves of True Qi and mana interweaved as they blocked in front of him.

"You disorderly mob, kill them for me!" Zhen Tianfeng suddenly took out a token from his sleeve.

This medallion was pitch black in color and there was a faint flash of black light on it. If someone were to look at it closely, they would notice that this medallion was slightly dizzying.

There was a ghost imprint on the token. At this moment, a few huge black words "General Wei" appeared.

The ghost soldiers seemed to be controlled by this token. Each and every one of them contained their murderous intent as their eyes turned bloodshot.

The cultivators present were not fools. With a single glance, they could see the clues on the token in Zhen Tian Feng's hand.

"He used that command medallion to control these ghost soldiers!"

"I've seen those tokens outside the city, and they're on those corpses!"

"We also use our tokens to control the Ghost Soldiers!"

In an instant, everyone started searching for tokens in their storage bags, checking to see if they had any.

Not long later, someone had already found quite a few tokens.

When they sent their mana or true energy to strike the tokens, suddenly, countless tokens began to float in the air, emitting beams of black light.

As these tokens floated in the air, large black words appeared one after another.

However, these tokens were only of the rank of field officer or centurion. There were no stronger tokens.

The ghost soldiers were stunned at first, but soon after, they let out even more powerful roars, full of murderous intent.

Zhen Tianfeng laughed arrogantly, "You dare to interfere with my military order with merely a small official's token? You are courting death!"

"Ling Xiaozui, Unparalleled Dao Will!"

Bai Suqing recited the mantra in an indifferent manner, and countless white lights appeared beside the crowd of cultivators.

However, the ghost soldiers still blotted out the sky and covered the earth, as if they didn't care about this white light at all.