The blood-stained sword fell out of hand.

A pale bone claw protruded from the chest.

Gu Sifang's body trembled, he vomited a large mouthful of blood, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

The moment he fell, several Yin beasts swarmed over him, and the sound of chewing bones and flesh was still clear in the melee.

A talisman flew through the air and exploded when it came into contact with the beasts, causing flesh and blood to fly everywhere.

The firelight illuminated the only six people left in front of the mountain temple.

The three Shangqing Taoist priests are still alive, but they are at the end of their lives, and the two knights are so scarred that even standing up is a luxury.

Yan Jing, who was covered in blood, was holding the long knife he had just picked up in his hand. He looked at the many evil beasts and ghosts approaching in front of him, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

Do we need to use the Tiger Dragon Transformation at this time?

His right hand reached towards his waist, where there was hidden the trump card that Yan Jing had prepared for himself before entering this other world.

Crunch~

The sound of the door opening sounded so sweet at the moment.

Before anyone could turn around, several talismans shot over their heads and shot forward.

A bright golden light bloomed in the open space in front of the temple, forcing all the sinister ghosts to retreat.

The strong light did not last long and dissipated completely after only ten seconds.

Zhou Lin stood alone in front of the mountain temple, with no one behind him.

It took too much time to strengthen the seal of the underworld weapon, and the riot of the underworld weapon during the sealing process caused the pursuers to lock their position in advance.

If everyone leaves together, it will inevitably lead to the Yin beast and the ghost chasing each other one after another. Even if they successfully reach the final location, they will not have extra time to perform the final ritual.

Someone must stay to attract the attention of the pursuers and buy time for the team on the other side.

Face the encircling Yin beasts and ghosts.

Holding the talisman in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, Zhou Lin looked at the starless night sky above his head and sighed with regret, a look of determination appeared on his face, just as he raised his sword and moved forward.

A tall figure riding a skinny corpse suddenly appeared in the thick fog.

All of a sudden.

All the ghost beasts and ghosts were silent and crawling on the ground.

Zhou Lin, who was about to take action, was stunned, and the joints of his palms that were holding the sword hilt turned white.

The whole person froze in place as if a body-holding spell had been cast on him.

...

The group of people who had evacuated the mountain temple with the help of strong light were running through the mountains and forests.

Yan Jing was carrying the old Taoist priest who was carrying the underworld weapon, and behind him were Lu Chengfeng and others who were severely exhausted.

As for the two knights who had already separated from the team, they were too seriously injured. Instead of following them and losing their lives in vain, it would be better to escape from the battlefield while the pursuers' attention was focused on this area, and at least save a life.

"Go this way, we'll be there soon!"

The Taoist priest running at the front held a compass to identify the direction, pointed to the right and said.

Yan Jing immediately changed direction, but just as he took this step, deafening thunder suddenly came from the mountains and forests behind him.

Subconsciously turning his head to look, Yan Jing's pupils suddenly shrank.

As soon as the thunder ripped through the night sky and fell in the direction they came from, Yan Jing immediately realized the source of the thunder. He turned to look at the people behind him, only to find that the faces of Lu Chengfeng and others were all without exception.

All with sad expressions.

"How could it be so fast..."

Lu Chengfeng looked at Luo Lei in astonishment, his eyes were red, and he murmured to himself.

"This is the signal Zhou Lin gave us. Cangyang Thunder is his means of death. Using it now means that he has encountered a strong enemy that is difficult to stop. He can only use this method to frighten him. The opponent should be the eight ghosts of the imperial court.

One of the generals, hurry up, little brother Yan, don’t stop!”

The old Taoist priest patted Yan Jing on the shoulder and urged him.

Along the way, Yan Jing also learned a lot of information about the world from the knights, Lu Chengfeng and others.

Among them are the eight ghost generals who were specially used by the imperial court to suppress people in the world.

These eight people are all extremely powerful evil heretics, and they are also the most terrifying beings in the team that is chasing them this time.

Cangyang Thunder Technique can be said to be Zhou Lin's method of suppressing the bottom of the box, just like Yan Jing's Tiger Dragon Transformation. After using it, he will inevitably fall into a period of weakness, and he will lose the possibility of retreat when he is trapped in a tight siege.

Sacrifice is inevitable!

Time was running out, and the group had no time to grieve. Yan Jing, who realized the critical situation, braved the negative state caused by the adrenaline fade and ran wildly through the forest.

Not long after, the compass in the hand of the Taoist priest leading the way shimmered, and after passing through the bushes, an empty green space appeared in front of everyone.

Shangqing Road has made a lot of preparations here in advance.

Yan Jing noticed at first sight the three-legged alchemy furnace about two meters high in the center of the green space. There were dozens of apricot-yellow flags placed around it, arranged in a specific pattern to form a magic circle.

Putting down the old Taoist priest, Yan Jing watched him walk towards the alchemy furnace with the support of two Taoist priests. The wooden box behind him seemed to be sensing something, and blue-gray resentment surged, but every impact was blocked by a curse that appeared out of thin air.

Wen suppressed it forcefully.

"It takes time to destroy the underworld weapon. We must keep all the monsters out!"

Lu Chengfeng looked at the magic circle in the open space, paused, then turned to Yan Jing and said,

"Brother Yan, you leave here first. For the next battle...you have to go back to your hometown, right?"

"Do you think I am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Yan Jing moved his arms to relieve muscle soreness and frowned.

Without destroying the underworld weapon, he would not be able to complete his mission, let alone return to the living world.

"Uncle Zhou Lin's previous action may not be delayed for too long. The pursuers should arrive when the ghost weapon is half destroyed. This time the enemy is one of the eight ghost generals, and you have neither mastered Taoism nor can you control it.

There is no point for ordinary warriors to stay here because of the dragon and tiger spirit."

Now that the matter was over, Lu Chengfeng didn't intend to mince words and spoke straightforwardly.

As a martial artist, they all see how powerful Yan Jing is, but the enemy they will face next will be impossible to win with fists and kicks.

"We will make a last ditch effort with secret techniques. Even if the whole army is annihilated, as long as we can buy time to destroy the underworld weapon, it is worth it. You... there is no need to stay with us."

"You mean the ghost general will be here soon, and you are prepared to fight with your lives to gain time?"

Yan Jing grabbed the key information and asked, and when Lu Chengfeng nodded in recognition, he asked again,

"How sure are you?"

"We have no other choice now."

Zheng Xuerong smiled bitterly, the meaning behind her words could not be clearer.

They had to make huge sacrifices in exchange for this opportunity. Even if they knew there was little hope, they had no choice but to risk everything.

"No, there is another option, kill the ghost general!"

"If it could be done..."

"If I can activate the Dragon Tiger Qi, is there any chance?"

Interrupting Lu Chengfeng's words, Yan Jing took out a talisman with dark blue spells written on the surface, raised his head, and light golden light streaks flashed in his eyes.

Hide and gamble on the luck of the people in front of you?

No.
Chapter completed!