Just thinking about it, Zimo suddenly felt that there was something abnormal in front of him, and waved his hand to stop the three people behind him.

"What's wrong?"

Xue Ningchen asked softly, after these eight years, Xue Ningchen not only did not look old at all, but also her appearance was even more gorgeous, wearing black clothes with her already cold temperament, the whole person was like a black flower, not to mention that for mortals, even for monks had a fatal attraction.

Feng Buyan also secretly told Zimo that Xue Ningchen talked a lot less than before, and the whole person was more cold, as a friend, he could feel it, there were some monks in Yucheng, who claimed to be a genius disciple of a famous family, and wanted to get acquainted with Xue Ningchen, but Xue Ningchen didn't pay attention to them, and touched a nose of ash, Zimo also laughed after hearing it.

"There is an unusually cold vitality fluctuation ahead, I think there is a Yin Spirit, you all be careful."

Glancing back at Xue Ningchen, Zimo admonished.

"yes, got it."

Xue Ningchen showed a hint of a smile, and answered softly, seeing that Zimo was in a trance for a moment, and secretly said that this female cultivator had made a new breakthrough in the technique in order to reach the condensation period, otherwise how could it inadvertently make people have a trace of hallucination, and even she had a strange feeling.

Shaking his head slightly, shaking off these thoughts, Zimo sacrificed a faint layer of vitality to protect his body, and then walked forward.

When the three people behind him saw Zimo like this, they also took out magic weapons separately and followed.

After walking a short distance, Zimo found that there was a cave in front of him, and the breath emanated from it, and the cave was pitch black, and he couldn't see clearly.

After thinking about it for a while, Zimo took out a milky white stone, injected vitality, and the whole stone began to light up, and then walked towards the cave.

This kind of stone is called fluorite, usually the monks like to use this kind of stone to arrange their own caves, there is no big effect, just for lighting, and it is very simple to use, only need to input the vitality, the price is cheap, and it is deeply loved by the monks.

After entering the cave, Zimo felt even colder than the outside, and he was sure that there must be a ghost here.

Sure enough, after walking more than two hundred meters, there were many bones in front of them, and three yin spirits seemed to be flying in their direction, and when they saw Zimo and the four of them, they stopped, and the yin ghosts had human faces, no body, no hair and eyes, only two black holes in the eye holes, like a ball of unstable mist, showing a miserable white.

If a mortal sees it, he will definitely be frightened and his legs will weaken, thinking that it is a ghost, but for a monk, this is just an energy body with a little consciousness, at best, with cultivation, it is tricky to deal with.

Ordinary monks need two or three people to kill a yin soul of the same realm, for Zimo, no matter how strong this thing is, it can't compare to the black and white evil, let alone the ghost evil, so for these three Yin souls in the contemplation period, Zimo didn't pay attention to it at all.

"I won't make a move, the three of you will do it, one for each person, I will protect the Dharma for you, let me see how the three of you are cultivating."

This is a rare opportunity for the three of them to practice, after all, they have been cultivating and have little experience in fighting with people, so it is more tricky to deal with these three Yin Spirits.

But as a monk, how can you grow without going through the baptism of battle and life and death? This is also Zimo's truest thoughts, he doesn't want his friends to lag behind him too much, if he is not by their side one day, everything will depend on them.

When Xue Ningchen and Feng Yanxia heard this, they were all eager to try, and they seemed to be very confident in their own strength, but when Feng Buyan heard that he had to deal with this yin spirit, he immediately cried and mourned.

"Baili Cicada, I think it's because you're scared that you kid will say such a thing."

Baili Cicada is the same as him, he is in the late stage of Daoji, how to let himself deal with this seemingly tricky ghost, this kid must be making excuses to make himself ugly.

"Feng doesn't say anything, because I treat you as a friend, so I don't want you to be so muddy all the time, killing these three yin spirits is as simple as crushing three ants to death for me, but you are different, I think you can keep up with my footsteps, I also believe that you can do it, I will definitely take you out to see if I have the opportunity in the future, instead of nesting in this small city for the rest of my life."

Zimo looked at Feng Buyan and said solemnly, and then looked at Feng Yanxia and Xue Ningchen, looking like they didn't have the slightest joke.

"I don't have many friends in the cultivation realm, I just hope that someone can accompany me, not that I am the only one left in the end."

After saying this, Zimo flashed behind the three of them and kept silent.

"Damn, I didn't flinch when I hunted sea beasts before, and I don't believe that I can't deal with a mere yin ghost, you kid look at it!"

Feng Buyan gritted his teeth, took out a flying sword, and was the first to rush forward, he knew that Baili Cicada was for his good, he had lived a comfortable life over the years, and he had not gone out to practice, and his cultivation was also slack.

Since Baili Cicada has always regarded him as a friend, he can't live up to his friend's expectations.

He wants to tell Baili Cicada that he is not a bad seed!

Feng Yanxia and Xue Ningchen also each selected a yin soul, sacrificed the magic weapon and flew to kill it, looking at the three of them, Zimo also nodded secretly, this Xue Ningchen has been really like a tiger since he got the bell magic weapon, and he has been familiar with this magic weapon a lot in the past eight years, the bell in his hand swayed, sending out light cyan ripples, and hit one of the yin spirits.

Feng Yanxia held a light blue flying sword in his hand, shining in the gloomy cave, a sword aura swept by, and the Yin Soul's body was split into two, but Feng Yanxia did not have any joy, if the Yin Soul could be killed so easily, it would not give many monks a headache.

Sure enough, the yin spirits that had been separated from each other regrouped, and a piercing scream came out of the swarthy mouth, rushing towards Feng Yanxia.

On the other hand, Feng Buyan, who had the lowest cultivation, saw a layer of hoarfrost appear on the flying sword, slashing at the Yin Soul, making the Yin Soul unable to move for a moment, thinking that his Cold Ice Technique had begun to take shape, more than several times stronger than when he duel with him before.

But the yin soul was only a moment later, the body regained its freedom, seeing that Feng Buyan, a monk of the Dao Foundation Period, dared to sneak attack him, he also roared, and his body flashed to the top of Feng Buyan's head, the howling sound of the yin ghost belongs to a sound attack, it is its commonly used attack method, which can have a certain impact on the monk's brain, and the powerful yin soul can even make people have a headache and can't gather vitality.

The Yin Spirit's body seemed to be torn off, splitting into a small part of its body, and turning into three spikes like an awl, shooting towards the top of Feng Buyan's head, Feng Buyan's face showed a trace of pain, but he shook his head violently, looked up and saw the attack of the Yin Spirit, and his body hurriedly exploded back a few meters away, dodging the attack of the Yin Ghost above his head, and the Yin Spirit's attack missed, stabbing straight to the ground.

Zimo looked down, and three fist-sized holes appeared on the ground, exuding a trace of coldness, but he didn't expect that the attack power of this yin soul was not weak, if it was stabbed on a person's body, it would really be pierced.

After the blow failed, the yin soul's body expanded, as if a suction force was generated, and the three awls just now appeared in the three holes on the ground, and they were reintegrated into the yin soul's body, Zimo also had a trace of interest when he saw this, but he didn't expect the yin soul to split itself to perform attacks, but it was like a sea beast of the sea clan, and the body could be reconnected if it was broken.

"Some meaning, if the monk's short limbs can be separated like this and can be connected, then he is not afraid of the enemy's attack, as long as he does not suffer fatal damage, and then pick it up?"

But think about it, the cultivation realm has not heard of this kind of technique, so it is a bit too rebellious, the monk is already blessed, and has the ability to learn and reproduce that is difficult for other races to match, if there is such a technique again, it is estimated that even God will not allow it.