Just one interlaced.

Everyone discovered that the newly emerged relief Yin Spirit had significantly improved its combat power and almost had the strength to be close to the Starry Realm. With one punch, it was the power of collapsed mountains and cut off the prison. The seven-secret lock cloud formation that attacked Shushan was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, as if it was an incarnation of invincible courage.

On the one hand, the disciples of Shushan have always stood at the forefront of the queue and were under the greatest pressure. On the other hand, the battle has been too long, and some disciples with low cultivation have already shown symptoms of exhaustion.

The sudden increase in combat power of the relief Yin Spirit was indeed caught off guard. All the people who were in the box opened their chests and broke their chests, or had their heads and limbs broken, and died tragically. Jiang Liuyun tried his best to save them, but this wave of Yin Spirits was huge in number and had a close strength to Xingyao. Even if he was, he would not be able to kill them all in a short time.

"Everyone retreats and defends with all their strength. The solid-shaped Yin spirit is about to be close to the Starry Sky Realm. Disciples in the Spiritual Realm should not force forward, try to cooperate with each other." Jiang Liuyun shouted, and Wang Jianqingluan emitted a sharp light and hit the nearest Yin spirit.

"The ghost is here, everyone works together, don't fight alone." Wuming from Liufo Temple also shouted loudly, and the morning bell was summoned by him again.

"Work together?"

"Can you still have to fight against the enemy with the demon clan opposite?"

Some people heard Wuming's shouting and subconsciously looked at the demon warriors not far away. Although they were not wiped out under the leadership of Nan Fengxiu, they suffered heavy casualties after this wave of ghost raid.

"Are you fighting against the enemy together?"

"These ghosts seem to be unable to kill them all, and they cannot be killed. When will they be the end? If this continues, it won't work. Not to mention the artifact river jack, I'm afraid even my life will be explained here."

The scene is getting more and more chaotic, and some people have begun to think about it.

Some people even began to retain their strength at this time, obviously not working hard, only seeing the sword swing, and no real energy flashing. The power of the Yin Spirit increased, but the power of the cultivation world began to gradually weaken.

When people's hearts are confused, flaws will appear frequently.

A disciple of Kushan Sword Tomb was caught by a ghost like a monkey, and was about to die. The disciple of Tzu Chi Palace in Yangshan next to him not only did not step forward, but also took a few steps back and went to the other side of the disciple of Shushan, for fear of being targeted by this mutated ghost.

Without any suspense, the disciples of Kushan Sword Tomb were immediately torn apart by the Snow Mountain Spirit Sea.

On the other hand, although the formation of the demon clan is in danger, it is still stable. At least there is no such internal fighting. The demon clan's hierarchy system highlights his superiority at this moment. As long as the demon king's personal disciple stands first, there is one demon warrior behind him, no one dares to think badly.

"The mud cannot support the wall!"

"I'm afraid that this magic weapon will almost die before it was unearthed."

Ye Que stepped lightly and avoided the attack of a ghost. Then Hongdou's oil-paper umbrella hit the ghost's forehead.

"Have you found a solution after looking at Ye Que for so long?" Hongdou asked at a glance.

Ye Que, who had recovered a little bit of Tianyuan, can now only move his footsteps quickly to avoid the attacks of the ghosts, and do not even think about counterattacks.

Pointing to the surrounding murals, Ye Que said confidently, "The sea of ​​blood under the relief is the key. I think that destroying these seas of blood will make the Yin Ling a sourceless water."

"Did you find that all the ghosts that came out of the murals were bathed in blood. Only when the blood in the river was stained with, these ghosts could they come out of the murals."

"When we first entered this hall, I felt that there was something wrong with the river in the relief. It was not an ordinary river. If what I expected was not bad, it should be the Luo River." After pausing, Ye Que continued, "Do you still remember the circle of murals around the plaque when we entered the Golden Palace? It tells how the river was born. Since the river was condensed by the souls around the Luo River, naturally the Luo River is the key."

Looking at the yin spirits around him with murderous intent soaring into the sky, Ye Que said leisurely, "These yin spirits should be the dead souls absorbed by the river jungle. They do not exist in the three realms and will never be reborn."

Ye Que and Hongdou are discussing countermeasures, and the disciples in the cultivation world over there have begun to fall apart.

Although Zhuo Bufan is a disciple in the spiritual realm, he has a very high talent for understanding and is the target of Shushan's key training. This time, following Jiang Liuyun was originally a way to broaden his horizons and increase his knowledge, but the current situation is almost beyond the estimate.

If he didn't pay attention, Zhuo Bufan's throat was suddenly locked by a solid-shaped Yin spirit. A bone-bone-black cold quickly covered Zhuo Bufan's whole body. First, he frozen his hair, then frozen his bloodlines. Finally, the cold began to cover his breath and the spiritual sea.

Life and death hang on the line.

suddenly!

A green flying sword suddenly cut through the sky and directly cut off the Yin Ling's arm that was locked in the throat. Then the green long sword swirled and attacked the Yin Ling's chest extremely quickly.

The true energy wrapped in the blue long sword seems to be the strength of the Starry Realm, but it is so solid that it is even more mellow than Jiang Liuyun.

Within three moves, the Yin Ling was killed, the firefly dissipated in the air, and Zhuo Bufan's body was sucked backwards and landed at the feet of a group of men in black.

“Cold, so cold.”

Zhuo Bufan said tremblingly, and he didn't even have the strength to tremble. The man in black who saved him did not speak. He just gently placed one hand on Zhuo Bufan's chest and covered the other with his other hand. Then a stream of extremely pure true energy was poured into Zhuo Bufan's body.

Within ten breaths, the cold air in Zhuo Bufan's body was forced out of his body, and even his snow-capped mountains and spiritual sea were filled with a lot.

It was during these ten breaths that Zhuo Bufan's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen something surprising. He stared at the man in black in front of him, opened his mouth and wanted to shout it out, but when he saw that the man in black's eyes became cold, he subconsciously swallowed the words he said to the mouth.

From those three moves, it is not difficult to see that the man in black has a very good cultivation level, but during the whole process, since he entered the hall, they only took action this time, and they looked completely unrelated.

The disciples of Shushan didn't care at all, and let these eight people stand in the safest position.

Even if you care, it is useless. These people were personally ordered by the head of the sect. Even if Jiang Liuyun couldn't command them, no one could stop them. Therefore, along the way, these people almost enjoyed the best services of the entire Shushan disciples.

Zhuo Bufan was just saved, and Ye Que and Hongdou seemed to have finished communicating. Ye Que shouted loudly to everyone.

"Everyone listens."

"Do your best to destroy the river of relief on the mural."

"The reason why these ghosts can be resurrected is because they absorb the blood in the river."

When they heard Ye Que’s shout, all the people who were still alive were stunned. Then they looked at the river on the mural and circled the hall. If the key to breaking the formation was this river, it would be a big project!

"How did you see it?" A disciple of the cultivation world asked with a knife to cut off the Yin Ling's arm and panted.

"Yes, what evidence is there? This is a time of life and death. Every trace of spiritual power of everyone is precious and you cannot do useless work." Another person shouted.

Ye Que glanced at the audience, almost all of whom were skeptical.

"I guess."

“No evidence.”

Two simple sentences immediately left everyone speechless.

"Why are you talking nonsense here without evidence?"

"A exhausted psychic cultivator, what qualifications do you have to talk nonsense here?"

"Just just say you, everyone has to destroy the relief river of the entire hall? What if it doesn't work? Are you all buried with you here?"

Now is the most tense and sensitive moment. When a little stimulating, everyone will be in a bad mood. It seems that Ye Que's words will kill everyone. I don't believe you can ignore it. Is it necessary to be so sarcastic?

Faced with these sarcasms, is Ye Que angry?

It would be strange if you don’t get angry!

However, there was no way, he really had no evidence, everything was his guess.

Hongdou, who was standing next to Ye Que, opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but her mouth opened but she didn't say anything. It wasn't that she couldn't say it, but she didn't know how to say it? What did she say? She was not good at talking with her mouth, but what she was good at talking with her fists!

But now it is obviously not the time to tweet these disciples in the cultivation world.

Ye Que's words were like a joke. After being mocked by everyone, they still acted according to their own ideas. But the result was that the person who deserved to die would still die, and the person who deserved to be injured would still be injured. Those who mocked Ye Que were also looking for solutions, but they were useless.

"I believe what he said."

Finally, Li Jianqi stood up and shouted loudly that she believed Ye Que's words. In this short period of time, several people died at the scene, and the number of Yin Ling became more and even Jiang Liuyun's sleeve was scratched by Yin Ling.

"Your Highness, don't talk nonsense. What does a scattered cultivator in the spiritual realm know?" Ye Xushu, deputy director of the Judgment Department, said anxiously when he saw Li Jianqi's actions.

"He is not a casual cultivator, he is a disciple of Qingqiu Jianmen, and his master is the Drunken Immortal." Li Jianqi said seriously at Yusou, "And the reason why he was exhausted was to save me. He led all the demon warriors away by himself, and then let me break out successfully."

"Can such a person talk nonsense?" Li Jianqi said with a stern voice, "Since none of you know how to break the formation now, why can't you listen to other people's opinions? Is it the only thing you said is right? If I also think that the method of breaking the formation is in the relief river on the mural, do you believe it?"

"I am Jingzhai's Jian Chi, the daughter of the prince of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Do you believe what I said?"

(Today's second update was a bit late, but it was finally updated.)
Chapter completed!