There was a loud sound of wind in his ears, and Yang Ji was wrapped in a cloud of yellow smoke. He could not see the sky or the ground. However, Yang Ji could clearly feel that he was in the air at this time.
This is a very strange experience, I have never had it before.
"Elder?"
Yang Ji opened his mouth and said.
The space in the yellow smoke was very large. When he opened his eyes, Yang Ji saw a famous elder collapsed on the ground in front of him, his face was like gold paper, and his breath was dying.
The Skeleton Ghost King's attack looked very powerful. If it hadn't been for the martial arts body and the fact that the Skeleton Ghost King had borrowed his power and was not familiar with it, everyone would have died long ago.
"Yang Ji, how are you?"
Ahead, Elder Zhang turned his head and expressed concern. His condition was not good either. There was no blood on his pale face and his clothes were ragged, but he was much better than others.
"I'm okay."
Yang Ji coughed slightly and said a little weakly. Waves of severe pain came from all over his body. Yang Ji didn't have a martial arts body, so the injuries he suffered were not serious.
However, because he was in the best condition and had escaped the farthest, Yang Ji's injuries were far from the most serious. And he didn't know what the billowing yellow smoke was. Yang Ji felt a trace of healing power coming from inside. This
Wherever this force was applied, Yang Ji immediately felt warm and felt much better.
"well."
Elder Zhang sighed and handed over a pill. The wrinkles on his face could not hide his deep worry:
"This mission failed. Not only did we fail to kill the Skeleton Ghost King, we also lost the last Martial Spirit Talisman passed down by our ancestor."
"Martial Spirit Talisman?"
Yang Ji was startled, and then realized that what Elder Zhang was talking about was actually the billowing yellow smoke under his feet that was both illusory and real.
"No wonder you can escape from the clutches of the Skeleton Ghost King, that's why."
An electric light flashed in Yang Ji's mind, and he finally understood where the bursts of healing power under his feet came from. The Martial Saint is the most powerful in the world, the first among thousands of warriors.
That kind of powerful power cannot be imagined by any martial sect or skeleton ghost king.
"It's a pity. The founder left three Martial Spirit Talismans for emergency purposes, but they are gone now."
Elder Zhang sighed, with an indescribable feeling on his face.
Several other elders were sitting on the solid yellow smoke, and they were all silent. The three Wu Sheng Sheng Talisman has a commemorative significance far greater than its actual significance to the Iron Crown Sect.
That is the symbol of the founder of the Iron Crown Sect.
This talisman has been passed down from generation to generation. No one is willing to use it unless it is absolutely necessary. The one in Elder Zhang's hand is the last one among the three, which is why he has been reluctant to use it.
"Stop talking about this now. This skeleton ghost king is too scheming and secretive. We all underestimated him before, thinking he was a loner. We didn't expect him to be so powerful."
The elder of the Iron Crown Sect, whom Yang Ji had not had much contact with, said, with a look of hatred in his eyes. The biggest mistake this time was that he did not expect that there would be so many people around the Skeleton Ghost King. Otherwise, this result might not have happened.
"It's useless to say anything now. Iron Crown Mountain cannot be saved. Such a creature from the underworld cannot be competed by our Iron Crown Sect alone. The foundation of the sect can only be transferred. Next, we can only look at the court.
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Elder Qiu's hair was disheveled and his face was heavy.
Everyone was silent and looked dejected. Tieguan Mountain was the sect's foundation for hundreds of years, and it was built after finally obtaining the ultimatum from the imperial court.
Nowadays, the world is undergoing drastic changes and evil spirits are overflowing, forcing them to leave the mountain gate. This is a huge shock to the Iron Crown Sect.
Moreover, the imperial court has its laws and regulations. After leaving, unless you return to the mountain gate in the future, you cannot preach at will or recruit new disciples outside.
"It's okay for us. We can still escape if we can't fight. But it's hard to say for others. From here to the south, except Langya City, which has a wall and can resist for a while. I'm afraid all other villages, counties, and cities will be destroyed.
These underworld creatures were destroyed."
Elder Qiu shook his head and sighed:
"You have also seen how many evil spirits there are in Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge. And this is only part of this drastic change. It is impossible to deal with these evil ghosts just with the current military strength of Langya County. We can only look forward to it.
Someone from Zhoufu."
"It's just that the sky is high and the emperor is far away. By the time the people in Zhou Mansion react, I'm afraid the entire Langya County will be in ruins."
There was deathly silence in the yellow smoke. Everyone was silent and their hearts were heavy.
"Junior Brother Qiu, there is nothing we can do about this. With our little strength, it is unrealistic to try to stop this disaster in the underworld. The top priority is to recuperate our injuries and restore our strength."
The sect elder whom Yang Ji had little contact with said.
"It can only be the."
Elder Qiu raised his head and sighed, then took out a pill and swallowed it.
Yang Ji lowered his head as he listened to everyone's conversation. His brows were furrowed and his heart felt heavy. In this disaster in the underworld, the biggest casualty was not the sect, but the ordinary civilians.
Warriors can still run away if they can't be beaten, but ordinary people not only can't be beaten, they can't even run away.
"Uncle Liang..."
Yang Ji suddenly thought of Uncle Liang in Pingchuan City, and his heart felt heavy.
These evil ghosts from the underworld are extremely fast, and their footprints have already spread to Langya City. It is only a matter of time before they spread to Pingchuan City and Jin'an City.
The elders of the sect may not care. After all, they only need to preserve the inheritance of the sect. But he is different. There are still people in the secular world whom he cares about.
If Jin'an City falls, Liang Bo, Shi Shi, Lu Ling...the people he cares about most may all be killed.
Not only that, Wang Xian, Duan Gang, Shen Tong, Lu Youdao, all of them were not spared. In any case, Yang Ji did not want this matter to get out of hand.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound, and Yang Ji felt a shock all over, and he felt a lot more relaxed. It was like a stone was suddenly removed from his body, and Yang Ji felt that the feeling of suppressing his blood energy all the time suddenly disappeared.
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"Out!"
Suddenly, Elder Zhang's excited voice came.
Without his words, Yang Ji could feel the strong fluctuations of vitality between heaven and earth. With a thought, traces of vitality could begin to be replenished into his body.
"Finally left Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge."
Yang Ji breathed a long sigh of relief. He felt that his body had recovered a lot immediately. The Yin Qi in Wanfenling had increased to an incredible level under the action of the Skeleton Ghost King's unknown formation.
Not only could everyone not be able to draw a trace of vitality from the void, but the blood in their bodies was also suppressed. Three elders besieging a skeleton ghost king were no match for them, but this was mostly the reason.
"Buzz!"
The billowing yellow smoke circled in the air and then fell to the ground. The yellow smoke dispersed, and Yang Ji and the elders appeared from inside.
"Pity."
Elder Zhang sighed and loosened his fingers. Puffs of black powder sprinkled from his fingers. The last bit of spiritual power of the Wu Sheng Sheng Talisman completely disappeared.
"The Skeleton Ghost King may arrive at any time. Everyone, prepare yourself and get ready to leave."
Everyone rested for a moment, and another Iron Crown Sect elder whom Yang Ji was not very familiar with suddenly spoke. After speaking, he turned his head, put his thumb, index finger and middle finger into his mouth, and let out a high-pitched roar:
"Groan!——"
Qingyue's voice is like a long arrow, going straight into the sky and into the depths of the sky.
Yang Ji was surprised and still wondered what he was doing. He soon heard a clear response in his ears, as loud as a pearl.
"This is the Crane!"
Yang Ji looked at the sky, a ray of surprise flashed in his eyes. Under the dark clouds, he saw the clear sound of cranes. Five cranes as white as snow and as handsome as dragons with their wings folded like iron arrows shot from the sky.
Shoot straight down.
Unlike the cranes Yang Ji had seen before, these cranes had a faint hint of gold in their feathers.
"The corpses in Wanfenling are very strong, and the cranes don't like it. So they are all outside. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Everyone should leave as soon as possible."
The elder turned around and said.
The five cranes folded their wings. They walked up to the elder, stretched out their long and narrow beaks to him, and rubbed them gently, with a friendly look on their face.
"This is Elder Xianhe!"
Seeing the intimate appearance of one person and five cranes, a thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. He was filled with surprise and uncertainty.
The cranes on the Tieguan Sect mountain are generally ignored unless they are fed elixirs. They will even be attacked if they intrude into its territory.
This was the first time that Yang Ji saw these handsome, tall immortal birds being so close to and nostalgic for one person. In the entire Tieguan Mountain, Yang Ji could only think of one person who could be worthy of such a scene.
That is Elder Xianhe.
"You are right, he is indeed Elder Crane."
A voice came into his ears. Elder Zhang patted Yang Ji's shoulder, walked to a crane on foot, and rode on it.
"In the night where the Skeleton Ghost King flies into the sky, there will be long nights and many dreams. Leave as soon as possible."
Elder Zhang left these words, patted the crane's back, and immediately fluttered his wings and flew into the sky. Then came the second, third..., and after a famous elder stepped on the crane's back, he immediately flew into the sky.
The Wu Sheng Sheng Talisman is a life-saving talisman, but it is not a real flying magic weapon. To leave here, you need a crane.
Yang Ji hesitated for a moment, then also got on it, circled several times, and went straight into the sky.
Looking back from the sky, the thick fog is rolling over the entire Wanfen Ridge, just like the gray and white area on the drawing board, which is completely unreal.
However, after calming down and looking carefully, one after another thick black fog seemed to come from another world, exuding a cold, cruel, dark atmosphere, out of place, and kept spitting out from the center of Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge.
It is under the influence of these thick black fogs that the turbid air in the entire Wanfen Ridge is getting heavier and heavier, and the temperature is getting lower and lower.
"I hope the imperial court can stop these evil ghost armies!"
Yang Ji thought of the endless underworld creatures in the gray mist, and a worried look flashed in his eyes. Turning his head, Yang Ji controlled the descending crane, and together with several sect elders, rode the strong wind to Tieguan Mountain.
go in the direction.
"Boom!"
Everyone had just passed a few miles away when suddenly the earth shook and the sky shook. Everyone was shaken and suddenly turned around, just in time to see a thick black air column that changed the color of the world and the sky, connecting from the center of Wanfen Ridge. The direction is soaring into the sky,
"Crack!"
There was lightning and thunder in the depths of the sky, and a shuddering aura swept across all directions. In front of this aura, Yang Ji and others were as insignificant as ants.
"Buzz!"
Everyone's body felt cold, and suddenly they all felt a chill. I don't know when, the feeling of suppressed blood swept over me again. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!