“…… What the hell is this? ”

Yu Qingyang stared at the top of his head with a gloomy face, and the blood clouds that came from nowhere were rolling and surging, and soon filled the entire sky, and the surrounding space became sluggish and heavy like a slowly solidifying glue.

Luo Wen next to her took out two jade talismans and tried to stimulate them, the faint aura flickered faintly and then disappeared for a moment, and a strong and strange mana fluctuation isolated and distorted everything, making it impossible for them to move quickly.

"We may not be able to get out." The senior sister's face was pale, and she gritted her teeth fiercely.

Don't think about it, it must be those 10,000-year-old ghosts sleeping in the depths of the Desolate Spirit Land who have made a move, in order to wipe out all of them, so that everyone will have to fall here today.

The surrounding group of male and female disciples of Xuanling Palace changed their faces when they heard this, they were all elites in the sect, and a great future was waiting for them, who wanted to stay in this ghost place forever without knowing it?

"Senior sister, is there a way to contact the elders outside?" A disciple asked uneasily.

"I'm not sure, if I'm not bad as expected, the entrance to the Desolate Spirit Land must have been closed now, and even the elders who have sealed the cultivation may not be able to rush in." Luo Wen said coldly.

Since those 10,000-year-old ghosts have made a move, they will definitely not return empty-handed, and I am afraid that even if the elders outside get the news immediately and break in to save people at any cost, they will be a little too late.

At the same time, the monks who remained in the land of desolate spirits all noticed the abnormality, some of them immediately found out various communication magic weapons to contact the sect elders outside, some drove flying magic weapons to speed up to the exit, and some monks with keen enough insight did not say a word, and activated the life-saving means on their bodies, trying to get out of this ghost place where the killing machine was lurking.

The sound of rolling muffled thunder came from the depths of the clouds, and the dense blood cloud slowly pressed down, like an endless sea of Shura blood, and the space was almost frozen.

A group of frightened and anxious monks in the distance finally couldn't hold it back, roared angrily and controlled the magic weapon to attack the blood cloud overhead, and thick thunder, flames, and wind pillars disappeared into the depths of the blood cloud, which immediately attracted more monks to start to do the same.

The sky was filled with colorful magical spells and shadows, which washed the blood clouds above their heads into tumbling and undulating. In order to survive, all the monks who had no hope of escaping from this place resorted to the means of pressing the bottom of the box.

Especially those elder-level monks who blended into the land of desolate spirits after sealing their cultivation, they couldn't care about hiding their secrets anymore at this moment, gritted their teeth and lifted the seal, and then sacrificed their magic weapons and began to attack with their lives!

For a while, hundreds of powerful auras rose into the sky, and there was no shortage of existence in the Spirit God Realm, the Returning to the Void Realm, and even higher realms.

"Boom!"

A dark golden roulette wheel emitted a dazzling brilliance in the blood cloud, and with it as the center, a circle of golden vortex rippled out, and countless tiny lightning bolts burst out from the edge of the vortex, and all the blood mist that rushed over it was reduced to nothing. It soon spread to a radius of tens of miles, and all the blood clouds along the way were swallowed, turning into a raging golden flame and disappearing into the sky.

"This magic weapon is good, and its master's strength is even more powerful, but it still doesn't seem to be enough for those 10,000-year-old ghosts!" Xin Ranhui frowned.

At this moment, the three of them are still hiding in the depths of the valley, with the protection of the magic weapon of the Nine Shadows Holy Demon Tower, and there are Ding Ling's complete shielding of breath, reversing yin and yang to confuse the heavens, even if those demon saint-level yin spirits are cultivated to the sky, they don't want to detect their existence.

"Well, unless it's the masters who are guarding the outside rushing in together, all the monks here together can't help those old ghosts!" Qin Luyan agreed with the authentic.

Now she doesn't have to worry about anything, just sit here quietly and watch the play, and see what tricks those 10,000-year-old ghosts can toss.

The Demon Saint Yin Spirit in the depths of the blood cloud quickly reacted, the sky darkened steeply, and a vortex with a diameter of hundreds of miles, with a pale gold in the blood red, quickly emerged in the clouds, like a terrifying giant eye, and an indescribable terrifying coercion descended on the head.

"One, two, three...... At least seven old ghosts are shooting together! Ding Ling silently sensed the breath in the clouds and transferred the result to Qin Luyan in real time.

She was a little speechless, these old ghosts are really cunning and treacherous enough, obviously one shot can suppress the monk, and in order to be safe, there are actually seven of them together! I'm afraid that even my own sect leader can't fight against the siege of the seven demon saint-level yin spirits at the same time, right?

"Ah——!h

The screams sounded, and the monk who was strong, at least at the level of the core elder of the sect outside, was shattered by the blood-colored thunder that fell from the sky, and the flesh exploded into a large blood mist together, and the natal jade talisman turned into a silver streamer with his remnant soul and disappeared suddenly.

Immediately after, those monks who had surpassed the Yunling Realm exploded one after another, this was the home of the Demon Saint Yin Spirit, and it was difficult for those people to fight against them no matter how powerful they were.

Blood-colored chains fell from the clouds, and the surface of the chains was full of shimmering light runes, trying to bind the monks of the Spirit Realm on the ground one by one, and then slowly drag them back to the clouds.

"It seems that if there is no miracle, none of these people in it will survive, they won't be so desperate, right?" Qin Luyan frowned.

If all the monks who entered the Land of Desolate Spirits were wiped out this time, the blow to many Dao Sects would be too great, and I am afraid that no one would be willing to enter the Land of Desolate Spirits in the future.

"They won't kill them all, it's more likely that they want to search for the soul memories of those monks, so as to trace your whereabouts." Ding Ling said lightly.

"You don't want to say that they are making such a big move, they are coming for me, am I so important?" Qin Luyan said in disbelief.

"Unfortunately, you guessed it! At a close enough distance, I can't completely block out the perception of multiple Demon Saint-level Yin Spirits, so when you're in that hall, they must have sensed something unusual about you. Ding Ling's words broke her luck mentality.

"What if they never find me?"

"I don't know, I guess I'll try to find you outside."

“……”

Qin Luyan was silent, she knew that the secrets on her body were very important, but even these 10,000-year-old ghosts valued it so much, maybe it should be because of this three-legged bronze tripod, she herself should not be so worried about them.

Just as she frowned and thought about what to do, an earth-shattering bang suddenly erupted at the entrance of the distant Desolate Land, and hundreds of powerful auras appeared, turning into countless streams of light and flying rapidly.

The many masters guarding the outside finally joined forces to break the ban and rushed in to support.

(PS: Continue to code words, there is a change around twelve o'clock!) Ladies and gentlemen, come and support you! ）

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