Lin Zhao stood in the crowd, watching more than fifty Yin Spirits stiffen into several teams, and between their actions, there was quite the essence of a mortal army battle formation.

I was secretly wondering what the origin of this Black Wind Ghost King was, and there was such an arrangement here, just like a mortal prince, with these subordinates.

Suddenly, in my heart, there was a nameless sense of fear, and the hairs on my body stood on end, and I couldn't help but be surprised in my heart, but the expression on my face did not move at all.

With the fingers in the sleeves secretly pinched and calculated, I found that it was an obscure result, and I couldn't help but laugh a little. This calculation technique, but half of the ten times can't be calculated, and I can't help but be speechless.

However, the feeling of fear that appeared in his heart was rarely encountered before, even when the Black Wind Ghost King appeared before, he did not have such feelings, and he couldn't help but be secretly vigilant, just in case.

Lin Zhao didn't know which of the dangers he perceived every time he "saw the gods" martial arts cultivation was simple, not because his deduction level was not good, but because the object of each calculation was far beyond his strength.

The dust shelter in the depths of the underground Shinichi suddenly changed slightly, with a wave of his palm, the water mirror in front of him disappeared, his eyes closed slightly, as if he was about to settle down, but his voice came from the air:

"Which old immortal is this who is calculating the immortals?"

The main hall, or in this "Ghost King Palace", there are countless ghosts, ghosts and shadows, wandering and wandering, and constantly attacking with the Yin Spirit Zombie.

"We don't have to disperse, we work together in one place, so that we can take care of each other!" Ling Qing Zhenren raised his hand and shot out a few array plates and said to the remaining monks.

At this time, there were eight Chengdan stage real people in the hall, including Lin Zhao, and nine low-level monks, whose strength was actually quite strong.

Without Lingqing Zhenren's orders, everyone had already gathered in one place at this time.

In the flash of light, Lingqing Zhenren used the array plate to arrange a formation, Lin Zhao recognized it, and knew that this was a mid-level formation "Thick Earth Hidden Mountain Formation", with strong defense.

"I'll add another layer, just enough to resist the Yin Ghost!" Changhui Zhenren chuckled lightly, and also shook out a few arrays.

In an instant, a fiery red brilliance formed in the "Thick Earth Hidden Mountain Array", but it was a "Burning Spirit Fire Array"!

With the protection of the two formations, Lin Zhao noticed that the low-level monks on the side were obviously relieved, and seemed to feel much safer!

"Do it!"

At this moment, Lingqing Zhenren looked serious and shouted in a low voice.

All the cultivators were shocked in their hearts and took action one after another.

Ling Yuezi, a master of the Cheng Dan period who had lived in the nearby "Giant Sparrow Peak" for a long time, first threw out a fist-sized seal-shaped magic weapon, and when it flew out of the large array, it had already turned into the size of a zhang, and smashed towards a Yin Spirit Stiff in iron armor.

This thing is Ling Yuezi's best magic weapon "Dayue Seal", extremely heavy, Ling Yuezi is a real person in the Chengdan period, and he has controlled this thing for many years, and he has already made it superb.

Yin Lingzhi dodged and wanted to escape.

Ling Yuezi sneered, and he didn't see any movement, Yin Lingzhuang's body was already sluggish, and he was smashed by the "Dayue Seal", making a loud "bang", turning into a puddle of foul-smelling meat puree.

The "Great Yue Seal" became smaller and flew up again, smashing towards the surrounding Yin Spirits.

The Great Elder of the Spirit Transformation Sect "Buyun Zhenren" had white hair and white beard, and his face was old, his expression was calm at this time, and he was pinching the magic trick and performing a super-level spell "Spirit Transformation One Yuan Palm" with all his might.

The core gist of the "Soul Transformation Palm" comes from the highest inheritance of the Soul Transformation School, "The Soul Returns to the Yuan Jue", and its core essence is "eclectic and follow the situation", which can be described as the town school technique of the Spirit Transformation School.

For example, in a place where the fire is full of vitality, a flame giant palm can be formed, and in a place where the earth is full of vitality, it is a thick earth giant palm.

The aura of the yin spirit here is strong, and in a moment, a giant palm with a square circle appeared above the ghost king's hall, and the qi of the yin spirit around it was thrown into it, making it more and more dignified.

Buyun Zhenren recited the magic trick, and the giant palm suddenly bombarded down at the dense place of the Yin Spirit Stiff.

It's just that the general's stiff body is flexible, and when he sees this, he dodges directly, and only two soldiers are slapped in the middle, and their bodies are directly deformed, and they finally die thoroughly.

Yingyue Yushi took out a Danding, and when the magic trick was pinched, the lid of the Danding opened, and a fist-sized cyan flame flew out of it, and then burned towards the group of Yin Ghosts.

The cyan flame quickly grew larger in the air, and the surrounding Yin Spirit Qi was absorbed away by it, making the flames burn brighter and brighter.

Then the cyan flame turned into a three-foot firebird in the shape of a green luan, galloping and flying in the ghost king's hall, as long as a large number of yin ghosts were rubbed by it, they would immediately burn, and the burning flame gas was sucked into the firebird, making the size of the Qingluan firebird gradually larger.

Jin Hongzi, Changhui Zhenren, and the Red Hurd Master have taken action, or the imperial envoy flying sword, or casting magic weapons, or casting spells, and is quickly killing ghosts.

Mrs. Qing on the side never made a move, but quietly observed the changes on the field.

After dozens of breaths, Mrs. Qing first took out a delicate hairpin-shaped magic weapon, but after thinking for a while, she put it away again, and then gritted her teeth and took out three spirit runes.

Lin Zhao was pinching the mantra at this time, releasing one offensive low-level spell after another, but his divine sense was spreading with all his strength, paying attention to the movements of everyone in the hall.

When he saw the three spirit runes in Mrs. Qing's hand, his heart suddenly moved.

These are three high-level spirit runes, namely the "Fire Sea Talisman", "Ice Hell Talisman" and "Flame Burst Talisman", the value is definitely not low, and I don't know where this Qing lady got it.

Mrs. Qing first threw out a "Fire Sea Talisman", and the red light on the talisman flowed, flying in the direction where the group of Yin Spirits was located.

After a breath, the "Fire Sea Fu" turned into a sea of fire with a radius of more than twenty zhang, and more than a dozen Yin Spirits were suddenly trapped in it, and seventy or eighty Yin Ghosts were shrouded in one.

The red flames ignited, and the painful howls in it continued, and the flesh was scorched by the flames, making a "squeaking" sound.

After seven or eight breaths, the Ghost King's Hall was filled with a strong smell, with a foul smell and a meaty fragrance, mixed together, making people smell disgusting to the bone marrow.

When the flames burned out, only a dozen charcoal-like remnants remained on the ground.

Later, there were "Ice Hell Talismans" and "Flame Burst Talismans" that were cast by Mrs. Qing one by one, and the Yin Spirit Zombie and a large number of Yin Ghosts were killed, and the Ghost King Hall was suddenly empty.

In less than a cup of tea, there were only four Yin Spirits left, and there were many fewer Yin Ghosts, which could no longer pose a threat to the cultivators.

Everyone was rejoicing, and suddenly the Black Wind Ghost King, who was sitting on the stone seat, had a sinking face and slowly got up.

"You are damned, you dare to slaughter the king's soldiers, and the king will detain the souls of the gods and put them in the yin fire for a hundred years!"

The Black Wind Ghost King's words were vicious, but there was no sadness or anger on his face.

With a move, the dragon head staff in the array altar on the left, as well as the hanging orb, flew into his hand.

The dragon leader's long staff hit the ground heavily, making a loud "boom", and it seemed that the ghost king's hall was shaking.

Then he stepped out, already in the air, and then volleyed into the air, and after a few steps, he reached the sky above Lingqing Zhenren, picked up the dragon head staff, and struck down.

In the Ghost King Palace, they were immediately filled with the infinite coercion emanating from the Black Wind Ghost King, and a large number of Yin Ghosts hid around the Ghost King Palace, not daring to approach the slightest.

Lingqing Zhenren and the others were terrified in the depths of their hearts, and their hearts were extremely heavy, and the thought of bowing down to them almost rose.

The Black Wind Ghost King's movements are a long story, but they actually happen in a breath.

The dragon leader's long staff was still in the air, and a black dragon shadow appeared on the staff, absorbing the yin spirit qi in the ghost king's hall, detached from the body of the staff, and instantly the black dragon of yin qi more than a zhang long hit the formation.

The "Thick Earth Hidden Mountain Array" and the "Burning Spirit Fire Array" were like paper paste, and they were directly broken by the Yin Qi Black Dragon, but the Yin Qi Black Dragon also turned into wisps of Yin Spirit Qi and dispersed into the void.

"Dodge!"

Lingqing Zhenren's expression was shocked, and he had already flashed seven or eight feet away, and the other Cheng Dan monks such as Mrs. Qing, Jin Hongzi, and Yingyue Yushi all reacted quickly and dodged one after another.

Lin Zhao's body was longitudinal and dodged away.

Some of the eight low-level monks around him reacted quickly and fled from the spot. Two of them were performing spells, and their reactions were a little slow, and when they realized that the situation was wrong, they couldn't dodge.

The dragon head scepter was like a mountain, and before they got close, the two Peiyuan monks felt that their surroundings were completely imprisoned and could not move, and then they saw the shadow of the scepter flickering, and the top of their heads instantly suffered from severe pain, and they no longer knew what to do.

Blood and scraps of flesh splattered everywhere, and the ghosts on the side flashed like wild cats that smelled fish, snatching blood food in the air.

Killing two low-level monks with a single staff, the Black Wind Ghost King's body was like a phantom, and he killed Ling Xuzi again.

Ling Xuozi saw the power of the Black Wind Ghost King before, where did he dare to take it hard, and hurriedly released a few talismans to slap on himself, so he prepared to escape first and then make a plan.

It's just that Ling Xuzi obviously didn't know the reality of the Black Wind Ghost King, and almost in an instant, the Black Wind Ghost King had already arrived in front of Ling Xuzi, leaned out, and pinched Ling Xuzi's neck, as easy and simple as an eagle catching a chicken.

Then a surging Yin Spirit Mana poured into Ling Xuzi's body, restraining his whole body and fixing the Great Dan in his body.

Ling Xuzi only felt like falling into a lake of ice, knowing that he could not be spared, and not only did he show a sad smile on his face.

Changhui Zhenren had all his hair open, and was about to make a move, but he was suddenly grabbed by Lingqing Zhenren with one hand, and then slowly shook his head at it.

Changhui Zhenren understood what Lingqing Zhenren meant, understood that he couldn't act rashly, and gradually calmed down.

"It's really delicious blood food, how long has it been since I enjoyed it, five hundred years? or a thousand years?"

But the surrounding monks had a chill down their backs, their eyes widened, and they were stunned by the strength of the Black Wind Ghost King and the infinite coercion emanating from his body.

Everyone saw the Black Wind Ghost King biting Ling Xuzi's neck, and immediately heard the sound of "goo" and "goo", like a long dragon drinking water, endlessly.

Ling Xuzi's complexion kept changing, from the original skin as crystal like jade, to pale, to pale, to wrinkled, obviously his body of essence and blood were all sucked away by the Black Wind Ghost King.

The five fingers probed into Ling Xuzi's body like a knife, grabbed a golden pill, and the Black Wind Ghost King's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then the golden pill disappeared into the storage magic finger in his hand.

Throwing Ling Xuzi's body on the ground casually, gradually Ling Xuozi's corpse was overflowing with spiritual energy, but not even a pillar of spiritual energy appeared, and the "Dao Elimination Heavenly Phenomenon" of a real person in the Cheng Dan period was as weak as this!

After absorbing the essence and blood of a real person in the Cheng Dan stage, the dead qi on the skin of the Black Wind Ghost King receded a little, and he regained a trace of vitality.

Taking a deep breath, Lingqing Zhenren suppressed the fear in his heart and said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoists, if we don't work hard today, I'm afraid we will all die and turn into blood food in the mouth of this ghost!"

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