They should be in trouble.

At this time, Chang Ling and his party were about to reach the top of Black Wind Mountain, they glanced at each other, turned around, and walked in another direction.

Several people tried their best to keep the sound of breaking through the air to a minimum, and the divine senses carefully examined the surrounding situation.

As they walked forward a little bit, the faces of several people became more and more solemn.

Unlike where they had walked before, the more they walked forward, the more intense the cold aura became.

There were also a few crows hovering around the group, their soybean-sized eyes staring at them intensely.

Soon, a black mist appeared in front of them.

It was a bit inaccurate to even describe it as a black fog, and it was completely 'pitch' black in front of them, and they couldn't see the figures inside or hear any sound.

Standing on top of the boulder not far away were several crimson figures.

Countless black insects surrounded them, and from time to time a few strands of scarlet blood qi were smashed into the black shadow in front of them, and the black mist churned for a while, and then fell silent.

"It's not good, they tried in vain to refine those Daoists into Yin Golems. Lin Junhua said with a grim face.

The black mist that is about to be condensed and about to become black is a myriad of yin qi.

Those monks were wrapped in a thick Yin Qi, and they didn't know what kind of attack methods they encountered these evil cultivators inside, and while trying to fight with them, their bodies were constantly being corroded by Yin Qi.

With the formations arranged by these evil cultivators, and the environment here, I am afraid that it will not be long before their souls and spiritual wisdom will be eroded by yin qi.

Chang Ling calculated the time when they arrived here, if those people were recruited early, the current situation could not be called optimistic.

Those crimson figures also discovered Chang Ling and his party, and with a wave of their hand, one of them waved his hand, and the overwhelming black insects attacked Chang Ling and them.

Wang Biru stood forward, reciting some obscure words in her mouth, and countless sparks exploded in the air.

His flame is not an ordinary ordinary fire, but a samadhi spiritual fire obtained by chance, and only needs further cultivation and tempering, and one day it will become the legendary true fire of samadhi, which can incinerate and destroy all evil in heaven and earth.

Even the Samadhi Spiritual Fire is deadly to this lowliest Yin worm.

Bursts of scorching flames burned, and countless charred insect corpses crackled and fell to the ground, and the smell of burnt paste mixed with an inexplicable fishy smell spread.

"It's not good, this smell is poisonous, everyone quickly close the five senses. Chang Ling took a sharp breath, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted.

The faces of the others also changed to a greater or lesser extent, and as soon as the poisonous gas from the burning insect corpse was inhaled into their bodies, they only felt that the operation of spiritual power in their bodies had solidified a little.

Chang Ling's words and reminders were timely, but they didn't cause much damage, and everyone quickly adjusted their breathing, trying their best to recover quickly.

Lin Junhua snorted coldly and also began to chant the spell.

At this time, those people saw that the insects and poisonous gas did not play a big role, and sighed regretfully, and as they shook their heads gently, the cracks in the ground in front of them became bigger and bigger.

One by one, pale hands laboriously stretched out from the cracks in the ground, first hands, then arms, shaking off the dirt on their bodies, and half of their shoulders came out.

A moment later, tall and strong figures stood in front of them.

Although this Black Wind Mountain has a formation on weekdays, which can isolate sunlight and yang energy to a certain extent, it still only has a cold environment underground, which is most suitable for dead corpses.

Over the years, there have been many evil cultivators or mortals who have passed by and buried their bones here, and I don't know if there will be a few more powerful people in this mountain peak today.

Chang Ling lifted the Yuan Sacrifice Sword, and Ling Feng's body technique was used to the extreme, and he violently turned into an afterimage thinking about these people.

In group battles, physical cultivation often has to rush to the front, giving the team of Fa cultivators or other cultivators enough time to attack, which also plays a certain protective role.

In their team, Chang Ling can barely be called an individual cultivator.

In front of her were nine tall and strong people with a thick yin qi around them.

Chang Ling took a deep breath, the sword bones in her mind had shown in front of her all kinds of sword moves kept slashing, the situation was urgent, she didn't have time to study, so she had to draw a sharp sword light like a gourd.

These men were stiff and naked, but now that the sun was setting, the night was coming soon, and the environment was more conducive to their fighting.

Most of Ren Zhuang's attacks rely on instinct and strong physique to punch and kick directly, without any rules at all, Chang Ling can barely dodge.

The Yuan Sacrifice Sword slashed a few times, but found that it couldn't cut through the stiff skin of these people at all.

The biggest killer weapon against them was a little unusable for a while, and although their attacks were simple and undisciplined, they were numerous and fast, Chang Ling didn't have time to dodge for a while, and was really hit in the lower abdomen.

Chang Ling swooped upwards a little, jumped on the Yuan Sacrifice Sword in mid-air, and threw down a stack of thunder talismans that he had purchased in Qingzhou before in his hand.

A dazzling flash of thunder flashed from Thunderbolt Bala, and these people who were originally pale stiffened, their skin was scorched black by electricity, and even green smoke continued to emit from the surface of their bodies.

However, this did not have any effect on their actions, and Chang Ling only took this opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief, and then jumped down and grabbed the Abyss Sacrifice Sword and threw himself into the new round of battle.

She had to use a lot of force to stab forward, and she had to stab these people's stiff acupuncture points before she could send the tip of the sword into their bodies and trigger the negative effects attached to the Abyss Sword.

Each all-out blow would cause her a brief pause, and often before she could calm down, other stiff attacks followed.

She had to take a few more hits.

At the same time, the companions behind her did not rest, Lin Junhua looked a little fierce, but in fact, he was a monk who was good at wood attribute spells and extremely good at medical treatment, as he continued to chant, Chang Ling couldn't feel the pain of the wounds on his body at all, and one after another buffs were added to her, every time she was attacked, she was able to recover extremely quickly and then plunge into the tense battle.

With his current cultivation ability, Wang Biru will have to live a long time before he can use some samadhi spiritual fire, but every time this flame burns a person's body, it will continue to burn and will not stop, knowing that it will burn this evil thing into black powder all over the ground.

As for Su Yujin, he was good at earth-based spells, and as the obscure spells continued to be chanted, the ground under the stiff feet of these individuals was overturned by sudden large stones from time to time, and sharp stone cones continued to pierce their lower plates.

Chang Ling's pressure was reduced a lot at once, and even under the gain of Lin Junhua's spell, she became more and more handy at cutting people stiff.

When the decline of the stiffness was becoming more and more obvious, Abi suddenly said eagerly: "Retreat quickly." ”

Chang Ling was stunned for a moment, hurriedly flew backwards, and by the way, he lifted the collar of Su Yujin, who was standing relatively forward, and the two fell backwards at once.

Where they had been standing before, the yin qi had almost escaped, and the shriveled people were shriveled and exploded one after another.

The tremendous force of the impact threw dust into the sky, and countless foul-smelling pieces of flesh scattered in all directions and fell to the ground with a hissing and corrosive sound.

The grizzled Chang Ling and Su Yujin got up from the ground and slapped the dust on their bodies quite hard.

Without waiting for Su Yujin's thank you, Chang Ling turned into a streamer and rushed forward again.

This time, she aimed at the black fog that she didn't know what kind of sinister and evil was surging inside.

The monks who were traveling with her were afraid that they were struggling in it at this time, and there were some powerful formations in it, Chang Ling didn't dare to enter rashly for a while, her divine sense had no way to perceive the situation inside, and even Ah Bi could only barely see some figures.

The other monks who remained in place looked at the crimson figures that were about to flee away, and looked at Chang Ling, who was constantly throwing talismans towards that piece of yin qi, and they all hesitated for a while before joining Chang Ling's action.

People are stiff and wasted, and a large amount of yin qi is contained here, now is probably the most vulnerable time for those evil cultivators, and it is not a head that grows on their necks, it is a lot of shiny spirit stones.

However, if you don't immediately rescue your companions who are still in the yin qi, they will lose their sanity and their lives, and even become the yin puppets of those people, which is the most terrible thing.

Chang Ling threw in a lot of 'purification talismans', which were the only talismans that could be bought in Qingzhou that were specifically aimed at yin and evil things.

The effect of a single one was not eye-catching, but Chang Ling did not hesitate to throw it away, and the rich black in front of him was actually lighter than the naked eye.

As soon as the black fog faded, the situation inside became clearer.

The ensuing Lin Junhua and the others also used their own means, and the effects of their spells and talismans were several times better than Chang Ling's, and after a few people were busy, most of the black mist dissipated, and they closed their five senses, relying on the exploration of their divine senses, and constantly walked forward.

Bai Jinnian and the others all fainted to the ground, their eyes were closed, their brows were frowned, and they were muttering something from time to time.

There were still faint flashes of black light on the ground.

Lin Junhua grabbed Chang Ling, who wanted to continue walking, and motioned for her to stand behind him, he took out a few small flags from his arms, and the whole person sat cross-legged on the ground, these small flags continued to move with the virtual painting of his hands in the air, and the golden light flashed, and the wisps of black gas on the ground condensed towards the small flags little by little.

Bai Jinnian and his party are among the cultivators of the Condensation Realm, and they can be regarded as standing out, and in addition to the effect of yin qi, there is also a formation that is constantly running under their feet.

And this Lin Junhua turned out to be equally good at formations.

It didn't take long for no black qi to seep out of the ground, and a few small flags had lost their original smooth color a little, Lin Junhua carefully withdrew them into his arms rather painfully, and then got up and walked forward to check the situation of these people.

Even after the Yin Qi and Formation had dispersed, their situation didn't seem to improve at all.

Their skin was even paler than before, and cold sweat was constantly sliding down their foreheads.

Lin Junhua hurriedly took out the detoxification pill from his arms, fed them one by one into his mouth, and several spells were applied to them, and there was a slight temperature on their pale cheeks.

After doing all this, Lin Junhua also sat on the ground directly without any scruples, wiping the sweat from the corners of his forehead with his gorgeous sleeves.

The Yin Qi has stopped further eroding these people, but if you want to recover in the future, I am afraid that it will take a lot of effort to remove the Yin Qi from the body.

Chang Ling's gaze was very visible, and he saw the array flags scattered on the ground next to Bai Jinnian's body.

Sure enough, the blurring of her divine consciousness was not her illusion, because of Bai Jinnian's coma, the effect of breaking the formation he arranged was afraid that it would be temporarily lost, and soon their divine consciousness was afraid that it would no longer be able to play a role in probing on this Black Wind Mountain.

And these demonic cultivators use poisonous gas and venom so superbly, they can't open their eyes or use their sense of smell.

Chang Ling hurriedly bent down, carried the unconscious monk on one shoulder, turned back to them and said, "You also bring one with you, we have to hurry down the mountain." ”

Lin Junhua and the others also reacted quickly, and Chang Ling, who had just carried the unconscious monk on his shoulder, had just jumped on the Yuan Sacrifice Sword, and jumped down as if he had been electrocuted.

"It's no longer possible to fly through the sky. Chang Ling's face was ugly and tight.

The height of this Black Wind Mountain is not worth mentioning for monks, but it is a great challenge for monks who cannot fly through the sky.

As night approached little by little, the night, the Black Wind Mountain, which could not use the divine sense to probe and could not control the sky, did not know what kind of horror was waiting for them.

Chang Ling didn't say anything more, those demon cultivators and evil cultivators were just temporarily hidden in the shadows, and the next road was not easy to walk.

No matter how difficult the road is, you have to go on.

Chang Ling carried the two monks and took a big step steadily.

The sense of smell was still closed for the time being, a pair of eyes wide in the night, and a pair of ears that were unwilling to give up any trace of breath flowing.

What about other people...... Although they all looked handsome, but in addition to being tall, their bodies were not strong, carrying a monk about the same size as themselves, and walking on a steep mountain road, from time to time an exclamation came from behind Chang Ling.

It was obviously unrealistic for the group of them to walk down the mountain in one night, and Chang Ling flashed in his mind the various scenery they had seen along the mountain, and there was a large open-air boulder halfway up the mountain.

Walking at night, she avoided the gloomy woods as much as possible, and it seemed good if she could get there.

A wide enough place for fighting, but also for running for your life.