Thanks to the tip of the agent code name G-8, I will do my best to update it.

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With Chenguang's cultivation, although he couldn't directly kill these Yin Spirits with coercion, it was still possible to affect them, which was why he was relieved to let his disciples deal with it.

A few minutes later, the army of shadows finally rushed over.

Although the number of these ghosts is terrifying, their combat power is very small. Chenguang had already discovered two other foundation-building period ghosts, and these three foundation-building period ghost kings were surrounded by a large number of shadows, floating outside the range of everyone's attacks at this time.

The attack of the Yin Soul at the beginning made everyone very uncomfortable, in the sky, underground, and in the front, there were Yin Spirits rushing towards their bodies, and the momentum of the overwhelming attack was indeed very amazing.

But as soon as they fought, a large number of Yin Spirits couldn't even support a move under their own spells, allowing these monks to quickly regain their self-confidence.

A full twenty Foundation Building Stage Elders were distributed around to take care of these Qi Refining Disciples, and there would be no accidents.

A terrible war of attrition began, and a steady stream of ghosts flew in from the direction of the city, and then joined the attacking army, which seemed to attract all the ghosts of the city.

After two hours, the number of Shades finally decreased. After all, this is the periphery, and these Yin Spirits are also the lowest level of existence, although there are many of them, they are also easy to destroy.

The three Tsukiji Ghost Kings also began to act, and with the army of Yin Spirits behind them, they pounced viciously here.

Everyone knows that this is the last wave of Yin Souls, and it is also the most difficult wave to get through, these Yin Souls who have been concentrated by the Ghost King are obviously stronger than just now, plus the existence of the three Ghost Kings, the strength of the Yin Soul is much stronger than just now.

"Shrink the lineup." One of the leading foundation building monks shouted, and then everyone's formation shrank again, and some disciples had already retreated to Wang Qingmin and Chenguang.

At the time of life and death, Monk Zhuji made the most correct choice, if he didn't arrange a change of formation, Chenguang would probably have to change the leader.

The formation was reduced by half, which also doubled the team's attack power, and there were even four more foundation building monks in the team, directly looking for the three ghost kings on the opposite side, one against one, and the other swept the formation.

Half an hour later, as the two Zhuji monks shouted, a huge fire aura swung out from the hands of the two and hit the last ghost king, everyone seemed to hear a silent scream, and the ghost king turned into smoke and dissipated.

In this battle, although all the disciples were not injured, their spiritual power was greatly damaged, and they were all grieved and listless.

"According to the ancestor just now, the first group of people is responsible for guarding, and the second group is meditating in place." The leader of the foundation led the way.

In fact, what Elder Zhuji wants most now is to meditate on the spot to recover his spiritual power, but he is afraid that the ancestor will not care about the safety of himself and others, you must know that although this Chenguang Ancestor is a little old and not ashamed, he has never had room for bargaining. He is not ready to intervene in this battle, so he really won't care about anything.

After a night's rest, everyone's mana was restored.

Early in the morning, Chenguang stood up from the ground with his waist stretched, "Oh, I slept comfortably last night." As soon as this person opened his mouth, he said something unkind.

Wang Qingmin sneered in his heart, last night's morning light was probably on duty all night, and it wasn't until just now that he withdrew his divine sense, closed his eyes and replied.

His voice startled everyone.

"Brother Wang, let's go." After Chenguang finished speaking, he raised his legs and walked forward.

As if nothing had happened last night, this morning light yawned, held his head high, and walked crookedly, leaving everyone behind him speechless for a while.

This is a bit overdone, and it looks fake.

The team continued to set off.

Half an hour later, Wang Qingmin and the others entered the city.

The city is not big, it can only be regarded as a medium city on the Tianchen Continent, but there is a yin aura filled inside, making this city obviously colder than the outside.

A deep well in the city caught Wang Qingmin's attention.

In his divine sense, the deep well was constantly spewing out thick black smoke, and a supreme yin qi was emitting from here to the outside, and a few scattered yin spirits were actually wandering here, not attracted by the monks who had already come to the city.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, there's something wrong with that deep well over there." Wang Qingmin pointed to the north of the team.

Chenguang immediately checked his divine consciousness over there, and the wandering Yin Spirits entered his divine consciousness first, and then saw the deep well that was emitting black mist.

"Brother Wang, why can't my divine sense probe it, is there something or formation below that isolates my probe?" Chenguang asked.

"Let's go, go over and have a look." Wang Qingmin said.

Not to mention the morning light, even the divine consciousness of this infant monk can only be seen vaguely, and it looks like a small city below, but the specific situation is not clear.

At that moment, the two of them took the lead, and the disciples followed, walking towards this deep well.

It wasn't until everyone approached that the ghosts turned into puffs of black smoke and rushed towards them, and Wang Qingmin's divine sense moved and killed them.

"Brother Wang's very strange attack method just now." Chenguang saw that Wang Qingmin didn't even move, and the few yin spirits that rushed towards him dissipated one after another, and he said in confusion.

"Hehe..." Wang Qingmin ignored him and walked straight to the deep well.

Coming to the edge of the deep well, Wang Qingmin looked down, although it was dark below, it was not deep, only a few hundred meters.

"Chen Daoyou, I'm going down here to see, are you also going with you?" Wang Qingmin asked.

"Then of course I'm going, how can this kind of thing be without me." Chen Xiang replied immediately, then thought for a while, turned to the disciples behind him and said, "You don't want to go down, just stay on it, if we don't come up after dark, you will wait here." ”

"Yes, Patriarch." The monks replied.

They had just listened to the conversation between the patriarch and Wang Qingmin, and they also knew that even the patriarch's divine sense could not be probed down here, and there would definitely be countless dangers for them to go down.

"Let's go, Brother Wang." Chenguang said, and flew down with Wang Qingmin one after the other.

The two of them soon reached the bottom of the well, and when they looked at it, it was really a small city as Wang Qingmin's divine sense observed.

Pillars tens of meters thick were pressed against it, forming a large space inside.

Wang Qingmin and Chenguang walked forward while letting go of their divine senses.

Wang Qingmin's divine sense can now roughly observe the whole picture of this underground city, although it is somewhat blurred, but the terrain here can already be seen.

It was full of houses, and very small rooms, like the lattice shops seen on earth, and the whole city was surrounded by such small houses, except for a few large buildings in the center. Of course, what surprised Wang Qingmin the most was that in his divine sense, there were blurred figures swaying back and forth, and he didn't know how they survived.

"Chen Daoyou, be careful, there seems to be something ahead." Wang Qingmin didn't directly say the figure, just said that there was something in front.

Chenguang sacrificed a silver flying sword, held it in his right hand, and the two of them cautiously walked forward.

It was very cold inside, like a small ice cellar, and there was a sour smell in the air.

Suddenly, Wang Qingmin's expression moved, and a dried corpse appeared in front of him in the field of vision, and he hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look.

The dry corpse was lying on the ground, it was the corpse of a mortal woman, judging from the clothes on the body, this person was either rich or noble, and he should have been attacked by the Yin Spirit, sucking the essence blood of his whole body, and ending up like this ghost.

According to the development speed of this ghost domain, this female corpse appeared here, that is, two or three months ago, why are there mortal corpses in it.

Further on, there are more and more corpses, these dry corpses have different postures, but they can all be seen that they have gone through a violent struggle before death, and they are either rich or expensive, and the clothes on their bodies are very exquisite.

Wang Qingmin suddenly thought of what kind of place this was, it was very likely that it was a secret hiding place for these dignitaries, the ghost came, thinking that he could escape the ghost, and instead of choosing to escape like everyone else, he stayed here.

What ignorance!

Chenhua next to him stood up, looked at the dried corpses around him, and muttered straight in his mouth: "I really should let those stinky boys come down, carry each of these dried corpses on their backs, and give me training in courage." Alas, it's a pity. ”

Wang Qingmin was covered in cold sweat.

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