"What is this?" asked Youwu Xiu involuntarily.

"It's not like a demon beast, but it's even more terrifying than a demon beast!"

"Could it be a ghost?" Youwu Xiu began to use his imagination.

"My generation is martial arts, only war is enough!" Some people have also gone out, looking for the king flower, which is a matter of pinning the head to the waistband of the trousers.

"Boss, what is this?" Gao Xin's voice trembled.

"This is a blood ghost formed by the unjust souls of adventurers in the past!" Wang Yin explained to Gao Xin.

"Everyone, pay attention, this is the night realm of the king's flower, it is useless to hide here, only by killing the blood ghosts and liberating their unjust souls can the night be broken and the dawn be met, otherwise you will sink into the night forever, endlessly. "The strongest martial cultivator of the Divine Sword Sect mobilized his disciples before the battle.

"The Divine Sword is invincible, swear to the death!" the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect shouted loudly, ready to fight to the death.

"The exercises of our Thunder God Temple have a restraint effect on blood ghosts, everyone don't worry, as long as you fight with all your might, the final dawn of victory will definitely come!"

"Damn! It's about to be cracked, it's actually raining blood, and now that the rune array has been destroyed, there is no way to open the medicine field anymore!" A different voice suddenly sounded, and all the martial cultivators turned their heads to look, it turned out that the three talisman masters of Tianluomen were cracking a piece of medicine field that was soaked in blood, and it was completely uncrackable, unless it was cracked by brute force, but now in the face of so many enemies, who would have the kung fu to brute-force crack the rune array!

Tianluomen wasted his thoughts, lost the treasure and killed the three sect masters, but he didn't catch anything, he was about to explode, and the three talismans were even more furious like they were about to explode in an instant.

Seeing that Tianluomen, who had always been arrogant, looked depressed and crazy, all the martial cultivators were secretly refreshed.

"No need to crack it anymore, fight with all your might!" the elder of Tianluomen commanded, holding down a mouthful of old blood that was about to spurt out of his throat.

"Be careful, try to hide behind me as much as possible!" Wang Yin had just finished speaking, and the blood ghost transformed by the monarch flower appeared again.

I saw a blood ghost actually pull out a viscous blood belt from the blood flow, and then this blood belt solidified and became a long sword with two forks, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, but the sword body was not flat, but composed of many irregular serrations, and the whole sword was flashing with a strange blood color, as if it had just been soaked with human blood, and it was ferocious and abnormal.

At the same time, the blood ghost's body also changed, and his bare arms began to squirm, and then a layer of blood-colored armor grew out of thin air. The armor grew from the beginning to the feet, and finally covered the entire blood ghost, making the blood ghost look a bit like a general who came down from a bloody battlefield with millions of corpses and bleeding rafts, full of fierce murderous aura, and even a little powerful.

Wang Yin looked around, all the blood ghosts began to change, the process of this change was very fast, as if it was magic, and it was completed in an instant when all the martial cultivators were still stunned.

These blood ghosts have different weapons, and even the armor is not uniform, not like a unified army, but like a ragtag team temporarily composed of countless heroes of the rivers and lakes, but its momentum is strong, but it is not inferior to the iron-blooded army that has been tempered by thousands of tempers.

Boom, there was a sudden loud bang in the valley, like the roar of army cannons, and after this sound, the blood ghost seemed to have received the order to charge, and it was like a blood-colored torrent, rushing towards everything in the valley, vowing to devour everything.

The three major sects formed a formation, and the divine sword of the Divine Sword Gate once again flashed out of light to envelop the disciples under the door, and the Thunder God Hammer of the Thunder God Temple also flashed with thunder to protect the disciples under the door, but Tianluomen was the most depressed, and there were no treasures left, looking at the Tianluo net protected by Su Wen and Gao Xin in the distance, they gritted their teeth with hatred.

As for the scattered cultivators, at this time, they were grouped back to back to form small groups, like a small boat that had lost its rudder oars in the blood-colored torrent, and it looked like it would capsize at any time.

If someone in the air looks at it from a distance, there are two large islands, a small island, and countless small reefs in the blood-colored torrent, and from time to time there are reefs that are swallowed by the torrent and never emerge from the water.

However, if the distant observer looks at the other side, he can't help but widen his eyes, as if he can't believe what he is seeing.

It was also an isolated island, but that isolated island was not only not swallowed up in the bloody torrent, but even continued to expand its territory, and gradually the torrent could not even hit the core of the isolated island, and it had to take a detour far away from the distance of two big guns.

It was, of course, where Wang Yin was, and Su Wen and Gao Xin were shrouded in a ring curtain by him to ensure their safety, while he was unprotected, directly exposed to the torrent of blood, fighting against endless waves of blood ghosts.

At this time, Wang Yin's unity energy had risen to the second level, although no one told him, but he seemed to know that the unity strength was also divided into ten levels, and this level had nothing to do with absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, nor did it have anything to do with the treasures of heaven and earth, it all depended on his own cultivation. In other words, this is a skill that relies on proficiency, and the higher the proficiency, the higher the level will naturally be upgraded and the more powerful it will be.

Those blood ghosts below the elite level couldn't withstand Wang Yin's sword at all, and the blood ghosts who commanded them couldn't fight with Wang Yin for too long.

Boom! Another Leader Blood Ghost was cut in half by Wang Yin and turned to ashes.

Strange to say, although these blood ghosts were born from blood, and their armor and weapons were also born from blood, after they were destroyed, they did not turn into blood, but directly became ashes.

There was a trace of something strange seeping out of the ashes, but this trace of thing was different from the previous blood ghost body, and there was no fierce aura, but on the contrary, it was full of peace, like a trace of sunlight in a dark room.

"What is this?" Wang Yin asked Tian Ling curiously.

"These are purified souls, the product of the purification of the souls of the martial cultivators who have been falling in the Demon Flower Nightmare World! Lan Er lost no time in explaining that although Wang Yin had been fighting, her communication with Wang Yin did not need words, and could be directly through her heart.

"In this way, only if enough souls are purified, the night here will become the dawn?, isn't that so?" Wang Yin speculated in connection with what he had heard from the elder of the Divine Sword Sect before.

"That's true!" Lan Er replied affirmatively.

While the two were chatting, Wang Yin suddenly felt an extreme crisis.