Even Lin Xuan was trembling with excitement. The other low-level monks were naturally in even worse condition. They ranged from chest tightness and shortness of breath to dizziness. At worst, they spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell from the sky.
The sound of a mere ghost crying was so powerful that all the monks couldn't help but look at each other in shock.
Mrs. Lan snorted coldly, stretched out her hand, patted the storage bag on her waist, and sacrificed a small golden drum.
He flicked his ten fingers continuously, hitting the magic formula one after another, and the golden drum buzzed, which offset the sound of the ghost crying.
The lower-level monks breathed a sigh of relief and were astonished by this woman.
The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth turned up slightly. Although it was good, it was nothing to a monk at the stage of condensation. It was far behind Ouyang Qinxin's sound wave skill.
I had just cracked the shocking ghost cry, but before I could breathe a sigh of relief, a sudden change occurred.
The turbulence of the dark clouds became more and more violent, and suddenly separated from both sides, and a huge skull emerged from it.
The skull was about ten feet tall, its eyes glowed strangely green, and there were two long and sharp horns on its forehead, which looked extremely strange.
However, what frightens everyone is not the hideous image of this thing, but the shocking evil energy it contains.
"Could this thing be..."
Just as this thought came to Lin Xuan's mind, the skull suddenly opened its mouth, its sharp teeth were black and shiny, and a bright red blood beam with a diameter of several feet was sprayed out from its mouth.
Everyone was stunned by the terrifying momentum.
Only the formation sensed the danger and automatically opened the protective light shield, and the faint blue light curtain reappeared above the head.
However, this time, no one felt at ease. Instead, it was all cool and bright. The demonic energy contained in this blow was astonishing. Whether the formation can sustain it is still a question...
The next moment, blue and blood-red lights intertwined with each other, causing the entire earth to tremble.
In addition to Lin Xuan and other three masters of the Dan Condensation stage who remained calm, the well-trained Chu family disciples also took the lead in regaining consciousness. Chu Zhou looked pale and hurriedly took out the command flag from the storage bag and waved it repeatedly. The dark blue light curtain lit up again.
Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, the next moment their hearts were in their throats again.
The horns on the skull's forehead were entangled with demonic energy, and two feet-thick black lightning struck down from it. The blue light curtain that was just a little stable became shaky again.
Mrs. Lan's face was cold, and with a wave of her hand, more than 20 monks immediately ran out of the magic circle. Under the leadership of the old man in the late stage of foundation building, they either expelled spirits or cast spells. Most of them used their own magic spells to exorcise spirits. The treasures are sacrificed.
Attacks like raindrops headed towards the skull.
Boom, green will-o'-the-wisps suddenly ignited around the skull without any warning, engulfing all attacks. The monks who used spiritual talismans or spells were fine. Those who used spiritual weapons all turned pale, because they I feel that my spiritual connection with the treasure has been severed.
And this is just the beginning.
The skull's eyes flashed with green light, and the will-o'-the-wisps around him suddenly dispersed, as if monks were coming to kill him.
"Danger, come back quickly!" Lin Xuan's expression changed.
However, it was too late. The low-level monks' light escape speed was too slow. Except for two or three people who were lucky enough to be close to the formation, everyone else was swallowed up.
The shrill screams made the remaining monks turn pale. Many of their bodies had been reduced to ashes, but their souls were still struggling painfully. I don't know what kind of will-o'-the-wisp this was, but it actually had the effect of drawing out the soul and refining the soul.
Lin Xuan frowned. The other party's move was obviously to lower the morale of the monks.
"Yue'er, do you know the origin of this weird skeleton?"
Although the Mysterious Demon Technique was created by human monks, it also drew lessons from the techniques of ghosts and ghosts. There are quite some similarities between the two. Yue'er's realm has reached the first level of the Ghost King. I wonder if we can see the clues.
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"I don't know, but this thing is driven by the opponent's three high-level ghosts. That's why it has such great power. Master, you have to be careful." The girl replied from the consciousness, with concern in her tone.
"Don't worry, I know it well." Lin Xuan is naturally not an impulsive person.
He and Yue'er had just chatted for a few words when Mrs. Lan's voice came to his ears again: "Two fellow Taoists, the low-level monks can't do anything about this weird skull, so let's take action together."
"We..." A trace of hesitation flashed in Wang Peng's eyes. Although he was a monk at the Dan Condensation stage, and his magical powers were not comparable to those of those just now, but after seeing their miserable situation, he still felt a little cold in his heart, as sad as a rabbit dying of a fox.
Feel.
That skull is too weird, and its demonic energy is astonishing. Whether the three of them can deal with it together is a matter of debate...
It's obviously just to delay time, but don't capsize in the gutter and accidentally hang up here.
"Why, Fellow Daoist Wang is unwilling to take action?" This time, Mrs. Lan couldn't stand it either, her expression was cold.
"No, I..." Wang Peng's eyes dodge, and he hesitates when speaking.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, you have also seen the current situation. If we don't take action, it will be a matter of time before the formation is broken. Let alone delaying it for a day, it will probably be the end of collapse. Of course, if you think that, it doesn't matter.
, then Li also has nothing to do, just see who can escape from the hands of the ghost." Lin Xuan said coldly.
Seeing that his two companions were looking at him with unkind eyes, Wang Peng was not an idiot. He knew that he could no longer escape, so he laughed dryly and said: "Haha, Mrs. Lan and Brother Li have misunderstood. Wang is greedy for life and afraid of death.
You still understand the principle of keeping intact eggs under an overturned nest, let’s go, let’s face the enemy together.”
"That's right." Mrs. Lan was overjoyed and turned around to say, "Chu Zhou, I will leave the affairs here to you for the time being."
Although among the nearly two hundred remaining monks, Chu Zhou is by no means the one with the highest level of cultivation, he is shrewd, capable, and capable of doing things. In addition, there are more than a dozen disciples of the Chu family who assist him and give him command, so he is actually the best.
Best choice.
Lin Xuan nodded, Wang Peng didn't say anything, and together with Mrs. Lan, the two of them turned into a ray of light and flew out.
The skull also stopped attacking the formation, slowly turned around, opened its mouth, and the demonic energy surged, sucking in all the monks' souls in the will-o'-the-wisp.
Tonic!
Damn it, even Lin Xuan had an angry look on his face. Mrs. Lan scolded, stretched out her hand, patted the storage bag on her waist, white light flashed, and sacrificed a magic weapon.
Lin Xuan glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness, but his eyes were a little straight. He had seen a lot, but he had never seen such a treasure before. It was only the size of a palm, as white as jade, and it was actually an ivory comb.