Feng Bi was the first to enter it, his strength was very outstanding among the Yang Spirit Clan, otherwise he would not have been able to stand out from so many clansmen and become one of the leaders of the Yang Spirit Clan.

His strength is extremely great, and he knows how to fight, with a punch and a kick with great power, he can not only kill the ghost cultivators in the front row, but also affect the ghost cultivators in the back.

In just a few breaths, three ghost cultivators died under Feng Bi's fist, and in the face of the combined attack of several ghost cultivators, they could easily follow.

"There is actually such a strong Yang Spirit Clan?"

"It's the leader of the Yang Spirit Clan! Brothers! The City Lord's Mansion can be said, killing one leader is equivalent to a hundred Yang Spirit Pills!"

The crowd didn't know who shouted such a sentence, and those ghost cultivators who were standing in the front row against Feng Bi suddenly felt like they had been beaten with chicken blood, and their eyes looking at Feng Bi were full of greedy desire.

His Yang Spirit Pill was equivalent to a hundred ordinary Yang Spirit Pills! Whoever got it, the resources he obtained were huge!

"All the clansmen, pick up the Yang Spirit Pill of your partner, the core of our clan must not let these ghost things be snatched away!" Feng Bi ordered in a hideous tone while resisting the attack of several ghost cultivators.

"Yes!"

There were neat shouts from behind.

The Yang Spirit Pill is the core of the Yang Spirit Clan, which is equivalent to the soul of the ghost cultivator, their body is composed of energy, as long as the Yang Spirit Pill is still there, they can resurrect the dead clan through some means.

Lin Hao still knew about this matter a few days ago, not that Feng Qian deliberately didn't tell him, but that it didn't make sense to tell him.

Today's Yang Ling Clan has lost at least 10,000 clansmen, which means that the hope of more than 10,000 clansmen is outside, but wanting to snatch back the Yang Spirit Pill from the hands of ghost cultivators is tantamount to snatching food from the tiger's mouth, and even Feng Qian doesn't dare to think about such a thing.

The strength of the ghost cultivators is so strong, can the Yang Spirit Pill that fell in their hands be snatched back?

At least there is no such precedent for the Yang Spirit Clan, as long as they see that all the people of the Ghost Cultivator are killed, there is no exception.

Although Fengbi was strong, it was not strong enough to make the ghost cultivators desperate, and such a number of ghost cultivators launched a wheel war against him. A large number of magic weapons bombarded him, but Feng Bi couldn't dodge it.

Because behind him are his own people, once he dodges, these flying spiritual weapons can easily take the life of a clansman, so the wind must not be able to hide.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a golden long stick nearly ten meters long stirred violently on the side of the ghost cultivator, and all the people within the range of the long stick were stirred upside down.

Then, a figure was inserted into the fierce battle tunnel again.

It was Lin Hao who was holding a golden hoop stick.

He was dressed in a black robe, with a wide hat covering most of his head, and a strip of black gauze tied around his face, making it impossible to see his face clearly, only a pair of cold and murderous eyes.

The Yang Spirit Clan remembered this person's aura, because he didn't have a dead aura on his body that was disgusting to the clansmen like a ghost, but a Yang Qi that made the Yang Spirit Clan feel good.

Lin Hao stood beside Feng Bi and glanced at him, and then both of them nodded.

In this small space, Lin Hao could maximize the power of his golden hoop stick, and... The thunder law that terrifies the ghost cultivators.

"You stand back. ”

Lin Hao turned around and said to the Yang Spirit Clan behind him.

The Yang Spirit Clan in the back nodded, and then quickly beckoned the clansmen to step back a few meters.

"Whew... Whe..."

Just when everyone was wondering where Cheng Biting Jin was killed, a trace of blue thunder light appeared on Lin Hao's body, which was extremely eye-catching in the dark tunnel.

The ghost cultivators all felt a palpitating sensation in their hearts, and the blue thunder and lightning that kept blooming on the black-robed man's body could trigger fear in the depths of their souls.

"Ray... How could it be!"

"There are actually immortal cultivators hidden in the Yang Spirit Secret Realm!"

"Hurry, hurry, retreat!"

……

The one-handed thunder method made all the ghost cultivators lose the confidence to fight, which was an instinctive fear, as if a mouse met a cat, and the first thing that came to mind was to escape.

"Golden Stick! Lefa! You're purple..."

This sentence was said by a person who had just been knocked to the ground by Lin Hao's golden hoop stick, his pupils constricted to the size of a needle's eye, and his expression was full of disbelief.

But he didn't have a chance to finish the sentence.

Even if this person might also be a disciple of the Purple Sandalwood Sect, Lin Hao didn't hesitate, and the situation in front of him couldn't help but hesitate.

The huge thunder law was released, and the electric snakes in the tunnel in front of him danced wildly, and the originally dark cave ** was shining brightly, shining the expressions on the faces of the ghost cultivators clearly.

The ghost cultivators who were touched by the thunder snake did not have any chance to resist, some were directly evaporated, and even their souls were destroyed together, and some could support for a while, but they still couldn't escape the fate of being destroyed.

There's nowhere to escape, it's too small.

Thunder, can directly annihilate the dead qi in the ghost cultivator's body, most of their bodies are composed of dead qi, once there is no dead qi, then their spirit body will disintegrate instantly, and the soul is also the most afraid of thunder and lightning, with the peak soul strength of their ghost spirit, they can't resist Lin Hao's thunder.

"Boom!"

The powerful energy could not even support the tunnel, and stones began to fall from the top of the head, collapsing.

"Retreat!"

Lin Hao pulled the stunned Feng Bi and quickly retreated, and retreated to the "underground world" with the rest of the Yang Spirit Clan.

"Boom! boom!"

The tunnel was still collapsing, but it didn't affect the underworld, and soon, the entire tunnel was buried with stones, completely blocking the passage.

"Whew..."

Lin Hao exhaled a long breath, the thunder method just now consumed all the aura in his body, at this time Lin Hao couldn't help but feel weak, and his feet were even more soft to support, but fortunately, Feng Bi saw that he was not in good condition, and quickly stepped forward to support him.

Fortunately, Lin Hao's thunder method is a large-scale attack, and the place in the tunnel is narrow, and the ghost cultivator has nowhere to dodge, so he can cause such a lot of lethality at once.

The consumption is extremely large, and the effect is also very significant, at least the ghost cultivators are afraid that they will not be able to come in for a short time, and when they reopen the passage, Lin Hao has already left with the Yang Spirit Clan through the teleportation array.

"Lead your people away. ”

……

"How... What's going on?

At the same time, the people outside the waterfall also heard a rumbling sound from inside the mountain, and those who were outside the tunnel only saw a strong light flashing through the cave, and then the blue light continued to devour the ghost cultivator, and soon spread the entire tunnel.

The Razer rushed out of the cave, but it was only a flash in the pan and quickly disappeared, followed by the collapse of the tunnel, leaving behind the bewildered ghost cultivators outside the cave.

(End of chapter)