More than half an hour later, a black island covered with white bones appeared in front of the eyes of many monks.

Looking at the terrifying scene below, some of the monks had frightened expressions on their faces.

"That ghost thing should be hidden in the ground, and I will dig a thousand feet in the ground today, and I will force it out!" Jin Hongzi looked fierce and said loudly.

"What Master Jin said is extremely true, the Black Wind Ghost King must be killed today, otherwise if it is allowed to develop, the nearby creatures are afraid that there will be no peace. ”

On the side was a nun with a gentle voice and compassion in her words.

This person is Mrs. Qing, the master of the Shuangyue Gate, who looks like a young woman in her twenties, but everyone knows its roots, and no one will regard it as a kind Buddha Bodhisattva.

The Shuangyuemen Exercise focuses on the dual cultivation of yin and yang, but its style is also correct, but the life experience of this Qing lady is very strange.

Mrs. Qing married three monks successively, and each time she invited the surrounding monks to hold a formal double cultivation ceremony.

His first Taoist companion went mad and died in practice, and the two had only been married for less than three years;

The second Taoist companion died in a fight while traveling;

The third Taoist priest's death method is the most bizarre, it is rumored that he died in the bedroom, as for how he died, outsiders do not know.

But since then, no male cultivator has dared to tease Mrs. Qing, let alone marry her.

Regardless of Mrs. Qing's bizarre experience for the time being, Jin Hongzi's words were recognized by several real people.

Then all the cultivators shot out in unison, either using magic weapons to open the mountain and cracking stones, or bombarding the ground with spells.

I saw the black island splashing gravel, scattering white bones, drifting dust and mist, and large stones rolling down into the lake.

After seven or eight breaths, the island was cut away layer by layer, leaving only a small stone mountain in the center that was dark and shiny, resisting the attacks of many monks, but it was not completely destroyed, and I don't know what kind of mineral rock it was.

At the position of the small stone mountain near the root of the mountain, a stone cave more than two feet high is revealed at this time.

The entrance to the cave was steaming white, and it was cold and cold.

"Stop!"

Lingqing Zhenren suddenly raised his hand and shouted.

The cultivators stopped attacking with his gestures, and then Lingqing Zhenren cast a low-level spell, the "Wind Exorcism Technique".

As the wind howled, the large clouds of dust and mist that were suddenly raised were dispersed.

Lin Zhaoyun had enough eyesight and found that there were obvious traces of artificial excavation at the entrance of the cave, and it looked like a passage inside.

It's just that the entrance of the cave is filled with white air, and it is impossible to see the specific situation in the passage.

Lingqing Zhenren also saw this, so he shouted to stop the attack of the cultivators.

"It's strange that the passage below is actually artificially dug out, how come I have never heard of the existence of a monk's cave here?"

Carrying a vermilion gourd on his back, the short and fat Linghu Venerable Master looked surprised, and muttered to himself, setting his eyes on Lingqing Zhenren.

Lingqing Daoren, Jin Hongzi, Mrs. Qing and others all shook their heads, obviously seeing it for the first time.

"It doesn't matter if it's a monk's cave or a ghost lair, today we and other masters have gathered together, and if we kill it, why bother to explore the way it came from. ”

The person who spoke had an old face, but his words were magnificent, and he was the head of Cangcui Mountain, Hui Zhenren.

"What the head of Changhui said is reasonable, but I need to be more careful later to prevent accidents!"

On the side of Changhui Zhenren, there was a Taoist man wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, three long beards hanging down his chest, a handsome face, and a feather fan in his hand, and suddenly opened his mouth and told everyone.

This person is a loose cultivator in the surrounding area, who has lived in Luofeng Mountain for a long time, and calls himself "Yingyue Yushi", who is proficient in alchemy, and is a second-order alchemist.

"That's how it should be!"

When everyone heard this, they all responded with a smile to Yingyue Yushi.

Later, several Cheng Dan real people began to bless all kinds of protective techniques, and in a moment, they had different colors on their bodies.

Seeing this, the other cultivators immediately followed suit and began to make preparations before the battle.

Lin Zhao followed the flow and also blessed a few spells.

Then Lingqing Zhenren and the others landed first and went inward, and all the cultivators followed one by one into the passage.

After a while, there was no one on the island, only the ripples in the lake and the distant dispersion.

As soon as Lin Zhao entered the passage, he felt a burst of cold qi attacking, and there was a heavy sense of foreboding coming out of his spiritual sense, and he couldn't help but be secretly vigilant, and he was afraid that this trip would not go so smoothly.

The passage spiraled down, a little slippery, and gradually there were aura fluctuations in front of it, and a roar came out, obviously a group of Cheng Dan stage real people who were in the lead had already begun to move.

After dozens of breaths, the passage suddenly became cloudy, ghostly, and the roar of ghosts came out, constantly echoing in the passage, making people feel creepy.

Under the inspection of the spiritual eye, Lin Zhao saw countless yin ghosts gushing out of the passage in front of him, looming in the hazy mist, some of them were solid, some were illusory, and there was infinite malice on their faces, and they rushed towards the cultivators.

The cultivators were shocked, and hurriedly used all kinds of methods to attack and leave.

To deal with such yin ghosts, the best choice is the thunder method, followed by the fire method attack, or the method of Buddhism, which is also effective.

It's just that Buddhism is very prosperous in Xizhenyangzhou, but it is rare to see it in this Zhongzhou region.

Or, like Lin Zhao, use the profound Dao to recite the Dao Sutra, communicate the power of the Great Dao in the dark, get rid of these evil thoughts and grievances, and return to the original, which is beneficial to both parties.

However, the monks here are either small sects and sects, and the inheritance is incomplete, and it is not easy to cultivate to the stage of becoming a Dan, and where is there such a profound method.

Just like Lingqing Zhenren, cultivating to the realm of melting the law is already the highest realm of the inheritance of classics in his door, and how to enter the Jindan realm after that, he will not be able to enter his door at all.

Either it's casual cultivation, and needless to say, the exercises usually practiced are crude and the methods are simple.

Of course, there are also Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons among the scattered cultivators, and there are also those who have obtained advanced inheritances, but it is difficult to say whether there are such masters among the people in this trip.

With all this, how can he be like Lin Zhao last night, with the sound of the Dao, so that the yin ghost can return to the underworld.

At this time, all the cultivators showed their own means, and all kinds of techniques came out together, such as "Exorcism Seal", "Three Yang Ghost Technique", "Soul Killing and Killing Spirit", "Quartet Qingping Mantra", "Soul Binding Divine Technique" and other methods to deal with yin ghosts were all used one by one.

The place in the passage is narrow and the space is insufficient, and the yin ghosts have already mixed into the cultivators, forming a melee situation.

At this moment, no one dares to use offensive methods such as real fire and lightning strikes, otherwise I am afraid that I will not succeed in destroying ghosts, and I will hurt my colleagues.

Under the melee, a group of monks actually fell behind, and their means were restrained by geographical advantages, and less than half of the ten successful husbands could be used.

Among them, there are also outstanding performers, there is a short body of loose cultivators who are holding a long banner at this time, many vain ghosts are attracted by the long flag, directly into it, refining into the evil ghosts in the flag, from then on driven by the long flag, can not be freed.

This encounter made the scattered cultivator smile, and an old face seemed to radiate as if it had exuded a second spring.

But among the yin ghosts, there are not a few powerful evil ghosts, perhaps they have gone through a long time, or they may have the cultivation method of the ghost path, thus improving the realm.

After dozens of breaths, suddenly the screams in the passage sounded one after another, and more than a dozen monks trembled, their eyes were white, their expressions were sluggish, and their vitality began to fade at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Obviously possessed by a powerful ghost, he absorbed the essence of his body.

And the Lingqing Zhenren and others in front also encountered strong opponents, but they were not powerful ghosts, but stiff.

The leading few real people and more than twenty monks in front of them were now in a large hall, which was quite large, with black stone pillars connecting the dome to the ground.

The dome of the main hall is inlaid with jewels, exuding a gloomy white light.

There are many patterns carved on the four walls, there are nine dark rivers, there are hundreds of ghosts walking at night, there are powerful ghosts swallowing the moonlight, there are many ghosts pilgrimage and so on.

Each pattern is lifelike, and the expression is as realistic as a living thing, as if it is about to pierce through the four walls.

In the middle of these patterns, there are complex patterns hooked together.

If you sense it carefully, you can find that there is a pure yin qi flowing along the lines, and finally all these yin qi converge in the main hall.

Under the ghostly light, the entire hall was foggy, the ghosts were fluttering, and the yin spirits with black iron bodies were stiff like the wind, making the entire hall full of an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

The monks who entered this room all felt that there was infinite yin qi instilled into their bodies at this time, and some of the monks had low merit and already felt that the operation of the true yuan was a little sluggish.

On both sides of the main hall, there are sarcophagi neatly placed, and the sarcophagus is carved with mysterious patterns, and inlaid with gems of unknown use.

Some of the sarcophagi near the entrance of the main hall had been opened, and out of them were Lingqing Zhenren and others, all of whom felt that they were struggling to deal with it.

"The Land of the Three Yin Spirits!

There will be no mistake, this place is actually the land of the three yin spirits, and the entire hall is also arranged with a formation that gathers yin qi!

This, this ......."

Lingqing Zhenren faced the enemy and paid a little attention to the layout in the hall, and at this time he seemed to have discovered something and began to talk to himself.

His opponent was a thin, worldly officer, with skin like black iron, sparse hair and black eyes.

The so-called Yin Spirit Zombie refers to the fact that after the monk dies, his body is placed in the place where the Yin Qi gathers, supplemented by secret methods and formation sacrifices, and the zombies of the spirit are gradually produced over the years.

The strength of its spiritual intelligence and physical body is completely determined by the refiner's technique, materials, and environment.

Lingqing Zhenren entered the main hall before, and he vaguely noticed that something was wrong, such a layout and scene, as if he had heard of it somewhere.

Later, while facing the enemy, he pondered hard in his mind, and finally remembered that when he traveled abroad, he had obtained a jade slip, which was mainly an introduction to some strange places in the cultivation world.

"No! Hurry up, you can't stay here for long. ”

Lingqing Zhenren suddenly shouted, echoing in the main hall.

All the monks were taken aback when they heard this, and they didn't understand what was going on, making the head of Lingqing, who had always looked calm, so out of shape.

Just when everyone was nervous and at a loss, suddenly from the depths of the hall, a domineering voice came: "Where are you going?"

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