Li Xuan pointed his finger, and a curtain of light rose into the sky, wrapping him and the altar at his feet.
The six spiritual weapons were knocked down from the air, and the "ping-ping-pong-pong" sound caused the light curtain to tremble slightly, and even the earth shook along with it.
But after a burst of indiscriminate bombardment, there wasn't even the smallest crack on the light curtain!? "What's going on?"
The six Ghost Sword Sect monks all paused their attacks and surrounded the light curtain. They all stared at each other, completely unaware of what was happening.
Only Zhao Zhen showed a horrified look and exclaimed: "This... is this the Fulong Golden Lock Formation?"
For monks who don't understand the talisman formation, the name Fulong Golden Lock Formation is not very loud. Only Zhao Zhen, who is a talisman formation master, understands the power of this formation.
Her face became even paler, with almost no blood at all, and her body was trembling slightly.
"Do you recognize this formation?
How to crack it?"
asked a monk.
He manipulated a crutch with skulls on it and beat it on the light screen unwillingly, but it was bounced away without exception.
"I won't break."
Zhao Zhen shook her head like a rattle, "This is a third-order formation. I only recognize it, but I don't understand it."
"Third-level formation?
Do you think we are fools, he can set up a third-level formation with just a wave of his hand?"
Although several monks do not understand the science of talisman formation, they still have this bit of common sense.
Not to mention third-level formations, even a small first-level formation requires time and careful arrangement, and it is impossible to launch it out of thin air.
"I don't know what's going on... maybe he has some secret treasure."
Even she herself didn't believe what Zhao Zhen said.
"so what should I do now?
If the Yinhun Pearl falls into his hands, none of us will survive!"
Someone said in panic.
The black bead on the altar is called the Yinhun Bead. It is the personal spiritual weapon of the senior brother of the Ghost Sword Sect. It was lent to them this time to set up a trap.
When they thought of their senior brother's ruthless methods, several of them felt cold in their hearts.
"Zhao Zhen, this is all your idea, please think of a way!"
Someone said angrily.
Zhao Zhen looked confused. How could she have imagined that the trap would lead to such a strange young man.
With that handsome face, that weird cultivation, the magic of waving his hands to set up formations, and the sea of killing intent, she already somewhat believed that this person was the mysterious hunter! "I...I too
There is no other way but to summon the senior brother.
Although this formation is strong, Senior Brother’s Thousand Souls and Tens of Ghosts banner will definitely be able to break through it.”
Zhao Zhen said with a bitter look.
Several monks looked at each other, no matter how reluctant they were, there seemed to be no other way.
"Let me do it."
The Nascent Soul monk angrily took out a jade slip and was about to input his spiritual consciousness.
At this moment, a roar of laughter sounded like a silver bell in the forest, and a graceful figure came out through the forest and landed in front of everyone in the Ghost Sword Sect.
"Zhang Wanrong!"
The name of the witch in Yunhai City is as loud as a thunder in the ears of the seven major forces. When they saw this person, everyone in the Ghost Sword Sect felt trembling in their hearts.
Zhang Wanrong's face was gloomy, her eyes turned to the light screen, and she asked sternly: "Is that guy in there?"
Although Zhang Wanrong did not mention his name or describe him in any way, Zhao Zhen subconsciously guessed that the person she found was Li Xuan.
"If you are looking for a very... young monk, then he is indeed in there."
Zhao Zhen originally wanted to use the word "handsome", but changed her mind just before spitting it out.
For some reason, she felt that there was a cold and cruel heart hidden under that handsome face, which made her shudder.
In fact, Zhang Wanrong didn't need an answer. The light curtain in front of her was clearly a watertight defensive formation, hiding inside was like a shrunken turtle.
Apart from a naughty guy like Li Xuan, she couldn't think of anyone else who could do such a thing.
Walking to the light curtain, Zhang Wanrong showed a sneer: "Do you think you can hide from me by hiding inside?
I think the scenery here is nice, and you really know how to choose a cemetery!"
As she spoke, Zhang Wanrong raised her green hands and was about to drop them.
"Zhang Wanrong! You really don't take our Ghost Sword Sect seriously.
This guy killed four of our fellow disciples, so we have to come first if he wants to settle the score."
A Ghost Sword Sect monk finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.
"Oh..." Zhang Wanrong's hand stopped in the air and she glanced at the monk, "It's so reasonable to say such cowardly words. No wonder the Ghost Sword Sect has always been weak. It turns out that it's all about words."
"Speak more politely!"
The six monks were furious, especially the Nascent Soul monk.
Relying on the fact that he and Zhang Wanrong were both in the early stage of Nascent Soul, as well as a group of helpers from the same sect, some evil thoughts had arisen in his heart.
"So what if you're welcome?"
Zhang Wanrong smiled charmingly, "Even if your senior brother Jin Manlou comes, I will still be rude!"
...If there is such a thing as "shit luck", Li Xuan felt that he had stepped on a big enough and smelly piece of shit today.
"So many ghosts!"
The Fulong Golden Lock Formation was bombarded by six spiritual weapons, but Li Xuan turned a deaf ear.
In his eyes, there was only the dark bead on the top of the altar.
There is a faint light on the surface of the bead, which looks inconspicuous, but the number of ghosts contained in it can be described as countless.
If it were anyone else, let alone approaching this bead, even if they only entered within a ten-mile radius, their consciousness would be affected by the aura of the bead.
But for Li Xuan, this bead is more like a full meal than a powerful spiritual weapon.
"Hehe, you actually gave me such a big gift, so you're welcome."
Li Xuan seemed to have forgotten that no one was going to give him the beads, so he sat down on the altar and touched the surface of the beads with his hand.
"Woo..." As soon as his palm touched the surface of the bead, countless wailing ghosts rushed out.
These ghosts all have faces, some are old people, some are babies, some are strong young people, and some were once beautiful women, but now they all have ferocious faces, turning into a series of vicious ghosts that pounce on Li Xuan.
Li Xuan pursed his lips, showing a harmless smile, and directly released the dark night flames.
Jiuyou Demon Flame has already eaten too much and has already formed a complete body. Let's let Dark Night Youyan, who has just surrendered, have a full meal this time.
The ferocious ghost sensed the presence of the dark night, and immediately became confused like a mouse seeing a cat.
In front of the strange fire, no matter how ferocious the ghost is, it is just a paper tiger, with almost no resistance.
How could the dark night allow them to escape? They pounced on them and swallowed hundreds of ghosts with a "baji" bite.
“It’s so delicious!”
Li Xuan seemed to be able to sense the excitement of Dark Night.
The dark light of the night swept past like wind and lingering clouds, sweeping away all the ghosts.
After a round of cleaning, the already vicious dark night flames actually increased in size.