The Mirage Dragon removed the pillar of light, and everyone was immediately in the dark energy.

It caused a turmoil in an instant. Although everyone was prepared before departure. However, when the overwhelming evil spirits and evil thoughts rushed over, everyone was still confused and confused.

Qingyun, Tianyin and the scattered cultivators were the first to adapt because they had been fighting hard in the dark energy for a long time. Bi Yao and the others of the Holy Source Sect had never really entered the inter-domain before, but they had felt the threat of the dark energy from the side, and then they quickly adjusted.

Only the two tribes in the East China Sea that they had never experienced before, Shangguan Ce, Yan Hong and others, were most difficult to adapt.

The overwhelming evil thoughts and evil forces made them feel like they were breathing, and they became a luxury. The dark energy surrounded it, like some extremely dirty dirty, but it could not be removed. It was really uncomfortable!

What makes people most shocked is that after being isolated from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the kind of reluctance to the back path stimulates their minds!

Under the reflection of the "Nine Cold Ice Thorns", Shangguan Ce's face was hard to see the extreme.

In the battle where ghosts attacked each other at night, he personally tested the strength of the ghost, and was quite surprised that Zhengdao's injury was so severe. When he was immediately in the inter-domain, he felt the endless aura of ghosts and the momentum that made him quite afraid of them, he realized what kind of enemy Zhengdao was facing before!

He suddenly had a premonition that he might have to stay here completely!

"cracking!"

"Hehehehe—"

"Hehehehehehehe!"

Ghosts are everywhere, and ghosts are boiling!

The ghosts broke out of the living creatures that could not be captured in the inter-domain, but now they came to their door by themselves? They were even stunned for a moment, and then rushed in a tide! They didn't care whether they could really defeat their opponents, and treated everyone as their own things. Some of the little ghosts blocked in front of the powerful ghosts were even torn apart without hesitation!

Feng Yi, the moment he landed, he was like a star and crashed into the ghost!

Countless ghosts wanted to swallow them with the momentum of a tide, but even though everyone could no longer see his figure, the hot and bright light could not be covered by a group of ghosts! There, there was a ghost with a lower body like smoke, which was extremely threatening!

“Do it!!”

I don’t know who shouted loudly!

Everyone who was swollen for the suppression of the Nine Netherworld Qi was awakened by this loud shout. The ancient holy object "Xuanhuo Mirror" hung a foot in front of Yan Hong. The red circle engraved with strange totems rotated lightly in the ring of jade.

Yan Hong's hands were like a support, her eyes were slightly slight, and her cherry lips opened and closed silently chanted the ancient spell. Her magic power was injected into it, and the strange totem on the red circle flashed brightly like a burning. Unlike the seal, which could only borrow the power of Xuanyang, the Burning Valley had a secret method to control the "Xuanhuojian".

When a wisp of flame came out from the "Xuanhuojian", Yan Hong opened her eyes suddenly!

The sound of singing spells gradually became excited, and the flame immediately changed and suddenly rose. In an instant, the thunder sounded like hundreds of thousands of feet. The flames rolled up, reflecting the dark space into a blazing red!

The scorching flame force instantly stimulated the Jiuyouming Qi, making a crackling sound!

The righteous people around her were both excited and surprised. The power of Xuanhuo Yuanyang was too strong and they were close to each other. They felt that they were breathing in flames, which was unbearable! They had to retreat for a while!

Under the reflection of the surging flames, Yan Hong's clothes were windless and her hair was flying, as if she was the Holy Spirit walking out of the flames in ancient times!

Countless greedy ghosts failed to get in touch with the flesh and blood of the creatures that made them crazy, but were instead swallowed by the flames!

Under the extremely restrained mysterious fire, even the sound of ghost howlings were cut off, and they died in ashes in an instant!

Yan Hong's move is just the beginning!

When she inspired the ancient divine power of the "Xuanhuojian", Zhang Xiaofan held a brazier in his hand, and did not hesitate to use his own true energy to completely stimulate the energy of the brazier with his powerful magic power. It was a "fire gathering brazier" obtained from Qi Hao, an ancient magic weapon with great connection with the "Xuanhuojian".

The small flame in the fire gathering brazier suddenly rose into a pillar of fire, rushing into the sky like a waterfall rising upstream, connecting with the flames of the "Xuanhuojian"!

The monks felt that they were in a stove, with their hair and clothes even slight scent.

They had to use mana to activate the protective barrier to protect the forcing fire.

The flames in the sky also had a great impact on them, but no one present felt that it was hindered. Anyone who was present was deeply excited! The flames were so powerful that they also dispelled the Nine Netherworld Qi in this area. The monks spent their magic power to maintain the body protection barrier, but they also felt that the pervasive evil thoughts of evil power were dissipated, and their minds were relieved!

Obviously, the monks would rather endure the scorching power than be in the evil dark energy of the Yin and Netherworld Realm!

Feng Yi drew his sword.

The body was stabbed by the ancient sword "Zhu Xian", and the ghost let out a painful howl. Then bright and pure white sword aura burst out from the ghost's body. In just a few breaths, the ghost was completely wiped out by the sword aura!

Behind him, the sky of flames shine in all directions.

Feng Yigu's sword turned around and held it with his back hand, and then the red light was filled with red light on his left hand, and the mysterious fire spiritual power in the sword became extremely active in an instant. He took the lead and laughed loudly: "Friends of Taoism, follow me into the valley!"

The immortal sword ignited a flame forward with one stroke, as if a tributary spreads out from the sea of ​​fire, leading the way!

"The Fire Gathering Brazier" Zhang Xiaofan could only try his best to control it, so he chose to help from the side. Yan Hong's crystal-clear skin was transparent and rosy under the flames. She took a breath, and then the magic trick changed again. The mysterious fire of the two ancient magic weapons and envoys merged and gathered. With a dragon roar, a huge dragon head in the sea of ​​fire was raised and sunk, as if she was swimming in the sea of ​​fire.

Then, the dragon's head turned and swam towards the Burial Moon Valley, and the entire sea of ​​fire immediately swept over!

The monks followed closely behind.

The mysterious fire is extremely powerful, covering an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of feet. It can still appear small in front of the entire world. The vast nine Netherworld energy seems to be angry with it, gathering from all over the world, and as the ghosts surge, intending to extinguish it.

Yan Hong and Zhang Xiaofan are under pressure!

Other monks, including Feng Yi, were just dealing with those ghosts, but they had to fight against the entire world with their own strength!

If you look at it from the Nine Heavens, Yan Hong and Zhang Xiaofan will be like people holding torches in the dark, dispelling the darkness for the middle monks and illuminating the way forward. At the expense of their combat power, it is enough to protect everyone else from the suppression of the Nine Netherworld Qi!

After having previous experiences, the monks have long understood that the world, a world filled with dark aura, is the real enemy!

Burial Moon Valley!

Feng Yifang looked at the dark energy, and the eight pillars of the sky were still there. However, the evil formation that blocked the heaven and earth had already exhausted the power of the "blood sacrifice". The gods and demons of the Nine Nether Yinming were not good people. Without the blood souls of living beings as sacrifices, they would never lend their power.

The blood chains connected to the rock pillars have now rotted, some broken, and some are still connected to the rock pillars. However, the rock pillars have not completely lost their function. They have become a channel that supports the inter-domain, connects the two realms, and continuously transmits the Nine Netherworld Qi.

"Tianfeng" turns around, holds it in his hand, and the ancient sword "Zhu Xian" is full of power and kills it!

With a roar, the rock pillar broke and collapsed!

From the breaking point, a rich dark energy mixed with shrill ghosts cried and howled. Feng Yi explored his divine thoughts and captured the secret rhythm. He turned his head and looked at the torrent of blood that had originally covered the stone platform in the center of the valley.

Now, the torrent of blood light has also turned into a torrent of dark energy.

The eight rock pillars are just tributaries of the torrent of the dark energy in the middle, and they have nothing to do with the overall situation.

The monks used the power of the Xuanhuo Fire Sea to rush into the Burial Moon Valley like a bamboo shoot. Any ghost that did not know how to attack was easily swallowed by the high-spirited fire dragon in the Xuanhuo Fire Sea.

However, their power lasted less than a moment before they were again hindered.

In the vast dark energy, ghost shadows flashed, and strange ghosts with balls appeared from all directions. They were not very strong. After breaking into the sea of ​​fire, they were soon engulfed by Yan Hong by the fire dragon.

But just as the ball-shaped ghost died, Yan Hong's face suddenly changed and she cried: "Not good!"

In the eyes of the monks, there was a "puff puff" sound in the sea of ​​fire. After the spherical ghosts died, a concentrated Nine Netherworld Aura bloomed, instantly extinguishing the flames in the radius of more than ten feet in the sea of ​​fire.

Seeing this, everyone immediately understood the ghost's plan!

They want to use the concentrated dark energy in the body of the spherical ghost to squeeze and erode the range of the sea of ​​fire!

The monks could no longer sit and watch. Once the momentum of advance was stopped, it was their turn to appear. The monks scattered out and used the sea of ​​fire as their support to kill the ghosts filled with the valley!

"Senior Sister Yan--" Zhang Xiaofan noticed the floating breath of Yan Hong and said worriedly.

Yan Hong was the main force in the Xuanhuo Fire Sea, and just now she ordered the fire dragon to fight against the ghosts. Her magic power was like a river flowing away, which consumed a lot. Her magic power was not as deep as Zhang Xiaofan, and she was obviously exhausted at the moment. Because she faced the Xuanhuo flame power, the sweat she oozed out in an instant, and even with flames, her face looked pale.

"It's okay."

Yan Hong breathed out a breath, knowing that the responsibility was heavy, but she did not show off.

She dispersed the fire dragon, closed the power of the sea of ​​fire, and took advantage of the power of the "pipe collection" to continue to maintain the bonfire in the dark.

In just a few days, ghosts in Burial Moon Valley have emerged one after another!

As soon as the monks stepped out of the range covered by the fire, the overwhelming pressure came again. It seemed to be stimulated by the flame force. At this moment, the Nine Netherworld Qi was extremely active, and the ubiquitous erosion made the monks not careless at all.

Here, every minute of their power consumed is difficult to replenish.
Chapter completed!