Just as High Priest Luo Ming sensed something was wrong and spoke to stop him, Sect Leader Yan used the Golden Chicken Hammer to strike a golden light that slammed heavily into the section of ghost peach wood in front of him.
This tree trunk was exceptionally hard and had not been damaged in the fierce fighting just now.
But with a flash of golden light and a loud bang, the tree trunk collapsed and exploded into countless pieces of wood. It was directly destroyed.
High Priest Luo Ming and Old Devil Baihua looked over and saw a round black light beneath the tree trunk, like a mirror, occasionally flashing a fluorescent light.
But this was no treasure; it was a spatial rift. It looked like a stable spatial rift, about two zhang wide, wide enough for two people to pass through without any problem.
At this moment, strands of red ghost mist floated out of the rift.
High Priest Luo Ming and the other's gazes were drawn to the spatial rift. Sect Leader Yan gave a strange laugh. "Fellow Daoists, the treasure is below; you can take it yourselves. This sect leader will take his leave first."
With a sway of his body, he instantly stood at the black light at the entrance. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and released two green-faced, fanged ghosts to attack.
"Not good!"
Old Devil Baihua's face turned cold, and the Phoenix Luan Twin Swords circled in front of him, and the attacking ghost was chopped into pieces.
High Priest Luo Ming was even faster. With a flick of his sleeve, he released more than a dozen huge blue beetles, Holy Demon Insects. Each one spewed out blue-glowing demonic fire, pouncing on the ghosts, which directly turned into green smoke.
The blue demonic fire even turned into a sea of blue fire, enveloping Sect Leader Yan.
Sect Leader Yan had already rushed into the light gate behind him, leaving behind a gray crystal stone spinning around, which exploded with a bang, turning into a thick gray crystal wall, sealing the exit.
"You should save your mana to deal with the fierce spirits in the Black Fiend Tower. I'll collect your corpses later."
A large amount of blue demonic fire impacted the gray crystal wall, only causing it to tremble a few times.
Two slender sword lights, one blue and one red, struck it fiercely, leaving only two cracks. Old Devil Baihua's eyes revealed surprise. The Phoenix Luan Twin Swords were powerful, but they couldn't break this crystal wall.
With a dong sound, the sound waves of the Crimson Roar Drum impacted it. With a series of rumbling sounds, the crystal wall was covered with dense cracks.
Just as it was about to break through the crystal wall, with a flash of gray light, the cracks on it were repaired in the blink of an eye.
High Priest Luo Ming's face also darkened. He cast a spell with his hand and spat out a ball of purple demonic energy, spraying it on the Crimson Roar Drum. He planned to use a stronger attack to break through the gray crystal wall in one fell swoop.
However, in the short span of a few breaths, the originally bright golden environment had turned into a red and black environment. The evil ghost carvings engraved on the stone walls flew out of the stone walls, their eyes blood red.
Several black-faced, red-haired ghosts spat out a ball of yin wind. At the same time, two ghost heads with single horns on their heads cackled and spewed out gray-white yin fire. Even more ghosts appeared.
In an instant, hundreds of ghosts of various shapes drowned High Priest Luo Ming and Old Devil Baihua.
Outside the Black Tower, Sect Leader Yan glanced at the sealed doorway and flew away into the distance.
"Sect Leader's ingenious plan has trapped the two great cultivators in the Black Fiend Tower. They won't be able to get out in a short time," a vague black Nascent Soul floated beside Sect Leader Yan and sneered.
This Nascent Soul was the Ghost King Sect cultivator whose body was destroyed by Zhang Ling's team of nine in Yanhsia City.
"More than a short time, the Black Fiend Tower is the remaining killing formation here. If you don't know the tricks, don't even think about getting out. The ghost spirits inside are immortal and indestructible. Even if these two are highly cultivated, they will be devoured in at most a day.
If these two weren't highly cultivated, and I wasn't confident in fighting them alone, I would have dug out their Nascent Souls, which are great tonics. Sacrificing them to Red would probably directly awaken Red. I wouldn't need this sect leader's plan to hunt other cultivators," Sect Leader Yan said expressionlessly as he flew away quickly.
"Sect Leader, don't worry, Young Master and Senior Brother Guiche must have already dealt with many people. Collecting the Nascent Souls of eighteen cultivators is not a problem. In addition, my sect has also hunted some rogue cultivators over the years and collected the Nascent Soul spirits of several cultivators, which is enough for the Ghost Maiden to advance. My sect is about to have a God Transformation..."
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In a dark environment, a fierce battle was taking place.
At a certain location, flames soared into the sky. Fire Old had transformed into a flame eagle, fighting with two ghosts, one black and one white.
A crimson line of fire shot out from Fire Old's mouth, hitting the black-faced ghost. It directly turned the black-faced ghost into black smoke.
At the same time, a golden lightning bolt shot out from the flames. It was the golden arrow shot by Elder Qin, piercing the white-faced ghost and exploding into a golden lightning light.
However, there was no joy on Fire Old's face.
The next moment, two black and white balls of yin wind gathered again, turning into the white-faced ghost and the black-faced ghost. They seemed to have an immortal body.
Behind the two ghosts, a red paper umbrella was spinning, revealing a pair of cold eyes below. It was the Ghost King Sect's Young Master, Ghost Face Youth Yan Shimin.
Green light flashed in his hand, and he sacrificed the dark green ghost seal. The ghost seal grew in the wind, turning into a huge seal more than thirty zhang in size, pressing down on Fire Old.
The flame giant eagle transformed by Fire Old also burst out with powerful fire spiritual power. With a clear cry and a frantic wave of its wings, it turned into a hundred-zhang-sized fire eagle, spitting out a thick beam of fire in the air, counterattacking.
The explosive fire spiritual power and the cold yin evil energy stirred together, and for a time, they were deadlocked, erupting into terrifying air waves.
Not far away, another battlefield was also fighting fiercely. The rumbling sound of drums could be heard, which sounded very much like the Crimson Roar Drum.
Over there, ghost shadows were heavy, and a large amount of red ghost mist flew out of countless evil ghosts, surrounding a giant demon with two heads and four arms that was several zhang tall.
The drum sound came from the red small drum held in one of the giant demon's arms. The other three arms of the giant demon each held a giant ring, a long sword, and a cyan token.
The giant demon was not a physical entity, but a solidified phantom, with two figures flashing inside, precisely Dongfang Ya and the ugly-faced youth. The giant demon was the demonic power they displayed.
With a loud bang, a circle of black sound waves shook away many yin ghosts. Immediately afterwards, with a sweep of the sword light, hundreds of yin ghosts were scattered.
At first glance, the small drum was exactly the same as the Crimson Roar Drum, but the spiritual patterns on it were slightly different. Hearing the drum sound, the cultivator's mind would still be affected to a certain extent, preventing the surrounding yin souls from approaching.
Speaking of which, this small drum was not an ordinary product. It was originally a replica of the Crimson Roar Drum refined by the Demon Soul Hall at the cost of many rare materials. Its power reached about 30% of the Crimson Roar Drum and was called the Demon Sound Drum.
The ugly-faced youth and Dongfang Ya were the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of this generation of Alien Demons and were qualified to use this Demon Sound Drum.
"Humph!"
In the ghost mist, red shadows fluttered, and several powerful red-clothed female ghosts let out ghostly howls, swaying around the two-headed demon shadow.
The female ghosts grabbed out a series of emerald green claw lights. With a series of pu pu sounds, the giant demon shadow was constantly shaking.
The giant ring treasure in the demon shadow's hand shook quickly, and a large number of giant ring phantoms appeared, resisting the attacks of these female ghosts.
At the same time, the cyan token on the other demon hand flashed with spiritual light, and a cyan glow brushed towards the ghost mist.
Wherever the cyan light passed, the yin ghosts hidden in the ghost mist turned into green smoke like ice and snow under the scorching sun.
However, a ball of black light in the ghost mist remained motionless, hiding a black-robed female cultivator, who was the black-robed beauty who had always stayed beside Sect Leader Yan, the Ghost Mother.
This woman's face was ugly. She did not expect that she and the Young Master would join forces, but they could not kill these Nascent Soul cultivators for a while.
The man and woman in front of them could actually display the Alien Demon's Demon Image Divine Power, which was not easy to deal with. The ninth-order demon cultivator that the Young Master was dealing with was also highly skilled.
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At the same time, Zhang Ling was a little depressed.
Since they left the pool, the five of them had thoroughly investigated the area of thirty to forty miles along the right front. This time it didn't take long, there were no gains, and they didn't encounter any other restrictions.
Now they have investigated along this direction to the edge of the palace complex. Zhang Ling was standing in the sky above a half-collapsed stone wall, and he could see the rubble below the palace with a single tap of his head.
"It seems that we have no gains here. The time is almost up, and it's time to meet up with other cultivators." Old Ancestor Tianfeng greeted everyone, and they followed behind, planning to return to the square in the center of the palace.
The speed of return was very fast. In a short time, they had passed more than ten miles.
"Who's there?"
Suddenly, Zhang Ling's expression changed and he stopped his escape light, his eyes looking at a half-collapsed side hall not far to the right.
His voice made Old Ancestor Tianfeng and others also become alert, and their eyes were cast over there.
Here, everyone's divine sense was suppressed. Even Nascent Soul cultivators could only detect a range of seven or eight miles.
Zhang Ling's divine sense was not much different from that of a Nascent Soul late-stage cultivator. Accidentally, he sensed a hidden aura fluctuation over there.
After looking at it a few times, Old Ancestor Tianfeng frowned. He didn't feel that there were any hidden cultivators in the collapsed palace. He couldn't help but ask, "Junior Brother, what did you find?"
"There's a hidden cultivator inside," Zhang Ling replied affirmatively.
"Someone is hiding, humph, then this old man will try it."
Elder Wang of the Ghost King Sect sneered and immediately threw out a ball of black light, which turned into a black skull head seven or eight zhang in size and smashed it out. With a loud bang, the original dilapidated palace turned into a pile of ruins. A green centipede that was more than a zhang long flew out from inside.
A green light flashed on the centipede's head, and a green human face appeared and shouted, "Stop!"
"Eh, Old Freak Du Yun."
When Old Ancestor Tianfeng saw the human face on the centipede's head, he recognized it as the face of Old Freak Du Yun.
Zhang Ling and Fairy Bing also sensed the aura of Old Freak Du Yun on the centipede's body. Seeing that this person's aura was weak, it seemed that his physical body was also destroyed, and he was now attached to this centipede.
"Fellow Daoist Du, what is this..." Old Man Fire Ling looked surprised when he saw Old Freak Du Yun like this.
Although Old Freak Du Yun was a rogue cultivator, his poison skills were amazing. He had only heard that this old freak was vicious and had killed other Nascent Soul cultivators. How did he become like this?
"This old man was unlucky. When I was exploring a certain area just now, I accidentally touched the powerful restriction here and attracted misfortune. My physical body was destroyed, and I can only attach myself to a spirit insect..." The green centipede circled twice in the air, and the mournful voice of Old Freak Du Yun came out.
However, while he simply explained his experience, this old freak secretly transmitted a voice to Zhang Ling and others, saying something that shocked them.
"Fellow Daoists, be careful of this person from the Ghost King Sect. They have bad intentions. My team's Red Cloud Layman and two Alien Demon cultivators have been killed. The Ghost King Sect also hides another old freak in the late stage of Nascent Soul. I was chased and killed by them to this point. If it weren't for this old man's desperate methods, I would have died long ago."
"What?"
Old Man Fire Ling exclaimed in shock, his voice was a little loud, but the old man immediately reacted and asked again without showing any signs, "What restriction can turn an old freak in the middle stage of Nascent Soul like you into this?"
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Du Yun, could it be that you were careless for a while and capsized in the gutter?" Old Ancestor Tianfeng also cooperated and responded.
"Hey, I'm sorry to make you fellow Daoists laugh. I was indeed careless. I ended up in this situation, but this place does have a lot of dangers. I wonder if you fellow Daoists mind if I follow you to act together?" Old Freak Du Yun looked regretful.
At the same time, he still secretly transmitted his voice, "If you believe me, quickly solve this elder of the Ghost King Sect. If I'm not mistaken, the others have also been poisoned. The Ghost King Sect dares to attack secretly and will definitely not let us go.
If other elders of the Ghost King Sect come over, we will definitely not escape death."
Zhang Ling heard this and was expressionless, but his heart was also turbulent. The Ghost King Sect actually hid a second great cultivator.
He had always felt that the Ghost King Sect was not right. A few days ago, they were still in a life-and-death battle with the Alien Demons, and they were inexplicably brought into this space by this group of guys.
He didn't believe that the Ghost King Sect just wanted to come to this mountain to pick ghost peaches to increase their lifespan.
Although this Yin Mountain has many Yin spirits and ghosts, as well as ancient beasts, and there are many dangers, the Ghost King Sect's people are not weak in cultivation. Without their help, they can still reach the top of the mountain.
Why bother to bring them and the Alien Demons to this place, there must be some hidden secrets.
Seeing the miserable appearance of Old Freak Du Yun now, Zhang Ling had an 80-90% belief that this person was not lying. Then they might run into a great cultivator's sneak attack at any time.
This is a matter of life and death.
"Junior Brother, Old Man Fire, Fairy Bing, this old freak doesn't seem to be lying. Should we also be more vigilant, or just take this person down first?" Old Ancestor Tianfeng also carefully transmitted his voice at the same time, asking for their opinions.
At the moment, among the people present, Old Freak Du Yun had the highest cultivation, followed by Old Ancestor Tianfeng, who was also in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Although Old Freak Du Yun's aura was weak now, he dared to transmit his voice quietly, obviously he was confident that the Elder Wang of the Ghost King Sect present would not find out.
At this time, Elder Wang looked thoughtful, seemingly thinking about Old Freak Du Yun's words.
