Jin Tailei shuddered. He remembered a legend he heard in his hometown, "Their hearts are no longer there. They are actually walking zombies."
Mu Huali smiled bitterly and said: "This kind of method is not within the control of the spirit ghost master. There should be more powerful characters. Senior, what should we do?"
There are about a few hundred people in this group, and there are all kinds of people. They all have dull expressions, and there is a small cloud of gray smoke hovering above each person's head. The only similar feature is that they all have the same look.
burly chap.
The leader was a ghost spirit master, followed closely by two ghost ghost masters at the end of the queue. The most peculiar thing was that there were black yin energy patrolling back and forth on both sides of the queue, as if they were alive.
The soul-devouring marten on Yuwen Zhouyuan's shoulder seemed very excited, and seemed to like the streaks of black energy very much. Yuwen Zhouyuan hurriedly comforted the soul-devouring marten, fearing that it could not help but rush out.
As the team approached, the eerie atmosphere became stronger. Hua Qirong was extremely surprised and whispered: "Look at the place where the team walked, my God, all the weeds are withered and yellow."
A winding yellow line appeared behind the team, which looked particularly shocking on the green grassland. After the team passed by, it seemed that all the life had disappeared.
Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath and said: "I'm going to sneak into the team and then act according to the situation. Mu Huali, be smart. If anything goes wrong, go to Zhengxuan Peak Renxin Sect immediately, Hua Qirong, Jin Tailei, you guys
The two of you are only allowed to look and are not allowed to move. Do you know what you want to hear in the end?" His last words seemed a bit harsh.
Hua Qirong touched his bald head and said, "Senior, I am the most obedient, hehe."
Yuwen Zhouyuan glared at him and said, "It's weird for you to be obedient! Mu Huali watched him carefully. I am most worried about this kid."
Yuwen Zhouyuan held the Soul-Eating Marten in his arms and quietly sneaked forward. He did not intend to directly join the team, but lay in front of the team. Gradually, the footsteps became louder and louder, Yuwen Zhouyuan revealed
After passing through the gap in the grass, he carefully estimated the distance. He found that there was still about fourteen to five feet away. Yuwen Zhouyuan quietly got into the soil and used earth magic to sneak under the team.
Hua Qirong was so nervous that his hands were sweaty. He pinched Jin Tailei's arm tightly and his eyes widened.
Jin Tailei was choked so hard that he broke into a cold sweat, and reminded him in a low voice: "Brother, it hurts me to death, it hurts me to death!"
Hua Qirong was so nervous that he didn't even hear her, and still held on tightly. Jin Tailei finally broke free, and he was so angry that he really wanted to punch Hua Qirong. Mu Huali suddenly said: "Okay, senior, he got in!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan quietly emerged from the ground into the team, and as expected no one was alarmed. He imitated the people in the team, stiffened his body, and moved forward with mechanical steps. He didn't move his head, but looked around with his eyes, and suddenly found
He had an obvious flaw, the lack of a cloud of mist above his head. Fortunately, the spirit ghost master was at both ends of the team and was not aware of it for the time being.
After a while, the team came to a stop by the lake. Yuwen Zhouyuan knew his flaw, so he sneaked into the ground without haste and secretly released a trace of his spiritual consciousness to check.
I saw all these people standing still. A ghost ghost master held a small white flag in his hand. He waved it several times. Every time he waved, a trace of white light shot into the flag gate array, and the thick black fog hovering on the lake surface.
As the white light entered, a tunnel slowly opened.
Yuwen Zhouyuan quietly slipped into the lake from the ground, and then he discovered that there was a wooden road under the water, only half a foot away from the water.
Under the command of the spirit ghost master, the group of people formed a single column and walked towards the center of the lake on the underwater wooden path.
The three of Muhuali looked at the lake nervously, and Hua Qirong asked in a low voice: "Which of you saw senior go in? It's strange, I saw senior in the team just now, and I couldn't find him in the blink of an eye."
Jin Tailei rubbed his eyes and said doubtfully: "Hey? Why do I feel that Master is not in the team... I have been staring at Master, and suddenly I can't see him anymore."
Muhuali's cultivation skills were much higher than theirs. He said: "Senior seems to have gone underground."
Hua Qirong lowered his voice: "Brother Mu, don't be ridiculous. Senior went underground... How is that possible? You're kidding!"
Mu Huali said calmly: "You know nothing, this is earth magic... Do you understand? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."
Hua Qirong almost choked to death at his words and muttered: "What kind of magic? Don't bully me for not understanding." Apart from being afraid of Yuwen Zhouyuan, he was not afraid of Muhuali.
Muhuali was too lazy to argue with him and said, "We'll start moving in a while. You two, don't move around. Just wait here. Do you understand?"
Hua Qirong smiled and said, "Don't worry, mother-in-law, I know." He didn't think so at all. It was impossible to move. When the time came, he would have no time to care about himself in Muhuali.
Jin Tailei said: "They have all gone in." The lakeside was empty, with no one around.
Hua Qirong said: "What should we do? Wait here stupidly?"
Mu Huali nodded and said: "We have to wait, we can't get into trouble at this time."
Hua Qirong turned over and lay on his back. He stretched hard and said with a smile: "I'm going to bed. Call me if you need anything. Hey, relax... Hey! Look!"
Hua Qirong pointed at the sky. Mu Huali and Jin Tailei looked up and saw countless sword lights flashing in the sky.
Mu Huali shouted out loud: "So many monks!" He suddenly spotted an acquaintance and flew into the sky, shouting: "Ding Xiangyang!" Hua Qirong and Jin Tailei also stood up and waved to the air.
The man looked at Mu Huali in surprise at first, then suddenly he realized what was happening and said happily: "How could it be you in Mu Huali? Why are you here? After the last battle with the Xiu bandits, where did Senior Yuwen go? He and you guys
Together?"
After Ding Xiangyang saw Mu Huali, he asked a series of questions that made Mu Huali a little confused for a while, and he didn't know where to answer.
After sorting out his thoughts, Mu Huali was about to speak when he heard someone yelling strangely: "Wow, where is Senior Yuwen?" It was Feng Zilei, the epileptic Taoist from Zhenyuantang, who was also the disciple of Yuwen Zhouyuan last time.
The people who were rescued by the cultivators only left after rescuing them because they were protecting some escorts, while Yuwen Zhouyuan was traveling with Dexingda and others, but for some unknown reason, they were here this time.
Meet them.
Mu Huali said: "Senior Yuwen got into it, how did you get here?"
Ding Xiangyang didn't pay attention to what he said and said, "It's too late to talk about this. We'll talk about it later after the soul refining formation is broken."
There are four groups of monks standing in each of the four directions: east, south, west, and north. Each group has four people.
Mu Huali grabbed the epileptic Taoist Feng Zilei and said, "Hua Qirong and Jin Tailei are down there. Let's go down and bring them up. Don't get hurt by accident."
The epileptic Taoist Feng Zilei was startled, followed Mu Huali and quickly fell to the ground, picked up the two of them respectively, and rushed into the air again.
When Hua Qirong saw Ding Xiangyang, he smiled and said, "Hey, Senior Ding, you are awesome..."
Ding Xiangyang was confused by what he said and asked: "What's so great?"
Hua Qirong smiled and said, "You know how to tell fortunes? You just happened to come here at this time. Hehe, who are they?"
Ding Xiangyang knew that this guy never talked through his brain and didn't argue with him. He smiled and said: "They are the monks from Liuyun Peak Zhenwu Palace, and there are demon-killing masters who came from other places."
Someone shouted: "Everyone is blocking all directions, we are about to break the formation."
Feng Zilei, an epileptic Taoist, threw Jin Tailei to Ding Xiangyang and said, "You protect him, I'm going to go down and beat him."
Jin Tailei smiled bitterly in his heart. Among this group of people, he and Hua Qirong were masters compared with those innate warriors, but among this group of people, their cultivation level almost became a burden.
Ding Xiangyang raised his hand and flew out a blue light mask. Mu Huali had been saved by this thing in his early years and knew it was a good magic weapon. He pushed Hua Qirong into the light mask. Hua Qirong patted Jin Tailei on the shoulder.
Said: "Jin Tailei, do we look like soul-eating ferrets locked in a cage? Haha, but it seems to be very safe."
Feng Zilei, an epileptic Taoist, was so excited that his eyes shone with excitement, and the flying swords around him suddenly gathered and scattered.
Mu Huali couldn't help but ask: "Senior Ding, who set up the soul refining array below?"
Ding Xiangyang stared at the rolling black mist on the lake and said: "It's the ancestor's distraction wand. We have broken many such soul refining formations, and this is the biggest one."
Muhuali asked again: "Who is the ancestor?"
All directions suddenly lit up. Ding Xiangyang did not answer Mu Huali, but said to everyone: "It's starting. Everyone, prepare your flying swords!"
First, a light cyan light flew out from the group in the east, flew over the lake and landed in the west. The group in the west also flew out a light, but it was light green. The group in the south flew out a light golden light. The group in the north flew out.
What came out was a pale red light, with four rays of light interlaced and overlapping, and the entire sky was illuminated with colors, like festive lanterns shining brightly.
Hua Qirong screamed: "Wow, you're so damn beautiful!"
"Be prepared with the tower-suppressing divine thunder!"
"Be prepared with the tower-suppressing divine thunder!"
From the four directions of east, south, west and north, the four groups shouted almost simultaneously.
Ding Xiangyang shouted to everyone: "Everyone, be careful!"
Hua Qirong shook his bald head curiously. He simply didn't know which way to look. These were all things he had never seen before, and he found them really interesting.
The soul refining formation on the lake suddenly changed, and countless black threads flew out. These black threads were like living creatures, quickly interweaving the web. In the blink of an eye, a huge black net completely enveloped the lake, followed by a
Large, densely packed dark blue flames flew out, making a "chichi lala" sound.
Someone shouted: "Everyone, be careful! This is the firefly flame!"
These dark green flames flew not far from the giant net, and suddenly turned into countless small green insects, dragging long yin fire behind them, and rushed up quickly.
A dazzling flash suddenly emitted above the lake, flashing several times in succession, showing the shadows of four rings, each with different colors: cyan, green, gold, and red, flashing with countless sparks of calcium carbide, and the rings were
The shadow expanded rapidly.
The group on the east side shouted first: "Thunder! Thunder and lightning!"
A ray of cyan light was like a circling green dragon, spinning and pounced downwards. There was a violent tremor, and the air seemed to be on fire. The tearing sound of "clicking" was thrilling. As long as those small cyan insects touched the cyan light, they would