"This is?" Bai Suzhen's face was solemn, as if she had thought of something terrifying.

"Sister, what is this?" Xiaoqing asked.

"Turn day into night, waste space, ghosts cry wolves, this is the 'East Emperor Bell' of Wuling Man in the past, and the remnants left by the legend of the East Emperor Taiyi. Bai Suzhen said coloredly: Qianqianyu's hand clenched into a fist. "I didn't expect the earl prince to own it and take it out of Wuling, no wonder he was so fearless. ”

Pang Yong clenched the big knife and hurriedly asked, "Is this Donghuang Bell very powerful?"

They all showed a solemn look on their faces, but Ye Ke looked indifferent and disappointed.

He looked at Bai Suzhen, obviously he didn't know the origin of this Donghuang Bell.

However, looking at his calm and composed, everyone present calmed down a little.

Before Bai Suzhen could answer, the ghosts and wolf spirits rushed towards her with their teeth and claws, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and with a stroke of her hand, rays of light shot out from her hands, knocking down countless ghosts.

But there are too many souls, and one after another poured over, Pang Yong shouted again and again, and danced the big knife in his hand like a windmill.

But the souls and ghosts are all void and transparent, and the steel knife cuts through it, and it has no effect at all.

But he was so vigorous that the fools could only howl around him, but they couldn't do him any real harm.

At the same time, Xiaoqing also cast mana again and again to repel the ghosts.

But there are too many ghosts and wolf spirits to see

Bai Suzhen drank coldly, the male yellow sword in his hand circled, and there were words in his mouth, and he drank: "Get up!"

There were several explosions in the air, and sixteen long pillars of fire appeared out of thin air. The blue-white flames rose and burned fiercely, protecting everyone in a small space. Every time those fierce and evil yin ghosts roared and hit the pillar of fire, they would let out a terrible scream, and the whole body that was burned shrank a lot, and at worst, they were wiped out on the spot.

As for the martial arts hall people who are reading on the other side, they are naturally not within the scope.

It's just that Kangding Boshizi is bent on dealing with Ye Ke and others, and he disdains these minions.

Here, Bai Suzhen set up a protective array, barely blocking the ghost crying wolf howl, although it didn't consume much mana, but with his ability, he could only do this.

"Haha, Pavilion Master Xu, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful confidante, and you can also block the ghost crying wolf howl from my Donghuang Bell, it's really good!"

Outside the pillar of fire, the confident voice of Kangding Boshizi sounded.

"The son of the world is supernatural, and he is very admirable!"

This is the voice of the middle-aged Taoist priest in the Maoshan lineage.

The voices of the two swished in front and behind them, and there was no way to judge their position. And the side has turned from day to night, only ghosts cry wolves, gray fog, and they can't see the two of them clearly.

"This woman's mana is also very strong, but it's a pity that she relies on her own essence and blood cultivation, rather than attracting the power of heaven and earth to form a formation, even if she can hold on for an hour, I also have a steady stream of ghosts swarming, hahahaha, at that time, even if your essence and blood are vigorous, you will be consumed by my soul!"

Kangding Boshizi let out a smug laugh.

Surrounded by the yin ghosts and wolf spirits that came and went, outside was the darkness that could not be seen with five fingers, and although the sixteen pillars of fire were burning, as Kangding Boshizi said, no matter how long you persisted, there would be a time when the mana would be exhausted.

And Kangding Boshizi's method was not cultivated by himself, but passed on from Wuling Man, and it was a remnant left by Taiyi, the great sage of the Shangjia Demon Clan.

Although it is a remnant, it may not even have one percent of the mana of the genuine Donghuang Bell, but the mana contained in it is not something that ordinary people or ordinary demon clans can resist.

"Sister, what should I do?"

Xiao Qing had an anxious look on her face, but a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Ye Ke in a daze.

She knew that her sister's mana was strong, but there was also a limit to her demonic power.

More than 1,800 years of cultivation energy is not enough to see in front of the ancient demons who have cultivated tens of thousands of people at every turn.

Besides, Donghuang Zhong is born with the mana to restrain all kinds of monsters, although Bai Suzhen is using the authentic Taoist technique of Xuanmen, it is still impossible to hold on for too long.

Bai Suzhen knows this, and Xiaoqing also knows it.

So Xiaoqing looked at Ye Ke.

Ye Ke's calm and confident look deeply fascinated her, making her feel a heart, I don't know why, and I don't mean to be scared at all.

And Bai Suzhen looked at Ye Ke and said helplessly: "Xu Xianggong, what he said is right, this strange formation is not something I can crack, but as long as we rush out, this formation will be resolved naturally, and the only thing to worry about is that this is a void space." ”

"Oh?" Ye Ke looked at Bai Suzhen and asked with a smile, "What is the virtual space?"

Everyone was stunned.

When is this all right, and you still care about this kind of thing.

However, Bai Suzhen is a thousand-year-old demon after all, and a heart is concerned about Ye Ke, and time is not hindered at this time, so he calmly explained: "The so-called virtual space, that is the space where the ancient gods cultivated, and everything in Zhou Tian can be hidden in a very small space. Later, the Buddha Shakyamuni carried him forward and founded Sumeru mustard seeds, a flower and a world, and a leaf and a come. ”

"The Monkey King who made a lot of trouble in the sky, one heel can turn over 108,000 miles, but he can't turn over the palm of the Buddha's hand, which is said to be one of the Buddha's hands, turned into Sumeru mustard seeds, and the space inside is infinite, no matter how far Sun Wukong turns, he naturally can't turn over his palm. ”

"Now this person's Donghuang Bell is swinging, we are not only in this ghost crying wolf array, but also in a virtual space, as long as this formation is not broken, no matter how far we go, we are in this formation. ”

"Hahaha, Pavilion Master Xu, I didn't expect you, a confidant, to have such knowledge, admiration and admiration, but you can't protect her, you can only watch you lose your fragrance together, it's a pity!"

At this moment, Kangding Boshizi is more and more proud.

On the one hand, it is to put psychological pressure on the families in the formation, and on the other hand, it is said to the middle-aged Taoist priests of the Maoshan faction.

"Really?"

Ye Ke chuckled and waved his right hand again.

This time, he didn't reveal the hidden sword gourd, but showed his blade, the green and bright Fang Tian painting halberd.

He let out a loud shout, stepped forward, and unfurled the halberd.

Taixuan Divine Skill, as the name suggests, is naturally a kung fu called Taixuan Creation, and this Taixuan is another name of the Zhenwu Emperor!

Emperor Zhenwu acted all his life, that is, to kill demons and monsters, and wherever he did, all ghosts were frightened and trembled.

Therefore, the Taixuan Divine Skill attached to the long halberd soared into the sky, and the essence of the true martial arts rushed out to the sky, and the ghosts and wolves in the sky screamed miserably and hid in all directions.

Even the black curtain of the virtual space was split into a light by Ye Ke's halberd, and in the fog, wisps of white light were revealed, just like the sunlight in the gap of the dark clouds.

"What? How dare you shatter the void with a halberd?"

Kangding Boshizi screamed, his eyes full of incredulity.

His figure was also seen by everyone through the confusion and in the white light.

Ye Ke glanced at it quietly and smiled slightly: "Do you know, where did my halberd come from?"

"Where did it come from!"

The prince asked tremblingly, without the arrogance just now.

"This halberd of mine is taught by the True Martial Emperor in his dream!"

Ye Ke gently swung his halberd and smiled coldly:

I have a halberd!

Pierce the sky!