In less than a quarter of an hour, two monks had already died tragically, which made the rest of the monks feel extremely terrified, for fear that the gray ghost claw would reach out to them.

"Senior Brother Yuan and I continue to cast spells to break through the barrier, I believe that with the strength of the two of us, it won't take long to break it, and Senior Brother Huayun will use the Divine Sense Technique to protect the Dharma. Shiraishi Zhenren glanced at the green barrier on the passage and said to Elder Huayun.

"Hmm!" Elder Huayun immediately nodded in agreement.

"Okay, all the teachers and nephews will cast spells with me. Baishi Zhenren immediately instructed his disciples, and then he turned his head to look at the Yuan brothers and the old man Hua, who were outside the Halal Gate, and said, "And you, if I find out that you don't do your best, hum! ”

When the Yuan brothers and the old man heard this, their hearts were stunned, and they had to nod again and again, not daring to praise.

Shiraishi Zhenren and Elder Huayun, the two of them began to take the lead in casting spells.

"Hmm!"

Elder Huayun sighed lightly and looked at an open space.

Suddenly, an extremely cold yin wind blew in their faces, and everyone turned their heads to look, but the place was empty, there was nothing, only gusts of bone-piercing yin wind blowing towards this side.

"Come out for me!" Elder Huayun's face changed, and he let out a loud shout in his mouth, and then with a flick of his big sleeve, a little white light flew out from his sleeve, and after a closer look, it was actually a short blade that was only three or four inches long, and slammed straight towards the clearing.

At this moment, a piece of green light suddenly lit up in that clearing, and when he heard a crisp sound of "ding", he knocked the short blade back and was retracted into his sleeve by Elder Huayun.

And the green light blocked the short blade, and it did not disappear immediately, but stayed in front of everyone like a demonstration.

"It's such a strong ghost, it seems that this guy's cultivation strength is different from the ghosts I've seen before. Shiraishi Zhenren frowned, and said with a cautious face.

The green light gradually converged, slowly revealing its true face, it was actually a diamond-shaped shield with green and shining, but this treasure now exuded a chilling death aura, and it was obviously a treasure that had been refined by the ghost cultivator.

A hazy gray shadow suddenly appeared behind the shield, this gray shadow gradually became clear from the blur at the beginning, and it didn't take long for a middle-aged man wearing a gray sermon robe with a real entity to appear in front of everyone.

This person's face was pale, and there was no expression at all, especially his pair of emerald green strange eyes, and the person who was stared at by this pair of eyeballs unconsciously felt a chill rise in his heart. Especially the amazing cultivation he exuded, which was the top existence in the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Yin Yang Diagram! He was an elder in the late Yuan Infant period of the Yin Yang Sect during his lifetime. Elder Huayun glanced at the yin and yang diagram on the other party's chest, and said in a cold tone, while the expression on his face became more and more ugly.

"Late Yuan Infant!"

When the monks of the Yudan stage heard this, they all became panicked, and the monks of the late Yuan Infant period could easily take their lives with a gesture, even if it was a ghost cultivator.

"Why did Daoyou stop you from leaving?" Elder Huayun, who was the leader, asked cautiously.

However, the middle-aged ghost cultivator on the other side didn't know if he heard it or not, he still looked at them directly, and he didn't mean to speak.

"We have no intention of breaking into the forbidden land of your sect, as long as the Taoist friends let us leave safely, we will definitely not set foot in your land afterwards, and we will not say a word about the matter of the Yin and Yang Sect. Elder Huayun tried to communicate with the other party.

However, after these words, the middle-aged ghost cultivator was like a puppet, neither speaking nor standing motionless.

"Since the Taoist friend is silent, I will agree to it as a Taoist friend. Elder Huayun said with a fist clenched, and then his lips moved slightly a few times, and he passed a few words to the two junior disciples behind him.

When Shiraishi Zhenren and the young man received the transmission, they subconsciously glanced at each other, and the two of them began to slowly retreat, and the other monks naturally followed behind them.

But before he took a few steps, everyone's two steps did not pause, and their eyes looked directly at the direction of the closed passage, and their hearts instantly sank to the bottom.

Because on the left and right sides of the passage, there is a ghost cultivator with a complete body, that is a young woman, and an old man with a sixtieth birthday, although these two guys do not have the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant, but they also have the level of the early Yuan Infant, and it is also not easy to deal with.

Not only that, but behind them stood a line of vague ghosts, none other than the guy who had just attacked the young man and killed two monks in a row.

The only thing that all the ghosts, including the three high-level ghost cultivators, had in common was that they all had two green eyes, no expression on their faces, and they couldn't speak, as if they were puppets under the command of others.

……。

Ye Xiaochai poured a small half cup of the kind of spiritual wine obtained from Xuanling Mountain into his mouth, and the spiritual power that was about to be exhausted in the dantian was suddenly filled, not only that, but even not a single pore had a trace of spiritual power leaking out.

He cast the spell again with both hands, urging the array disk under him to hit another ten thousand pounds of heavy mountain falls, and once again smashed the slowly rising Eight Desolation Towers.

The demon below was furious, and let out an angry roar from its mouth, and it didn't know what secret method it had cast, and the green runes around it brightened again, and a circle of green brilliance spread outward, quickly disappearing into this space.

However, at this moment, I saw a skeleton lying on the ground, and in their hole-in-the-eye sockets, a brilliant green light suddenly flashed, densely packed everywhere, like emeralds all over the ground.

Suddenly, the sound of bone friction sounded, and I saw countless white bones lying on the ground, one after another, got up and began to get up, all of them held bone knives and bone swords in their hands, and other kinds of weapons, the machinery generally looked left and right, and most of the skeletons took direct steps, moving in the direction of the monks such as the Halal Gate.

Even underneath the ground, gray shadows flew out, constantly wandering back and forth in mid-air, and terrifying ghostly roars came out of their mouths.

"Skeletons! Wraith!"

Ye Xiaochai looked down, and muttered a sentence on his lips, until he woke up from the demon in the Eight Desolation Tower, this place was shrouded in a dead aura that he hated.

Skeleton ghosts, resentful spirits, these are just low-level ghosts, there is no autonomous consciousness, and the individual strength is not strong, when fighting with people, they often overwhelm each other with their numbers, the advantage is that the sacrifice is simple, and it is not difficult to make such a ghost.