Murong Old Ancestor took a step forward, and then with a move of his hand, the real darkness between heaven and earth dimmed, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

Ling Yue's expression was solemn, perceiving his surroundings, but now his divine sense was cut off, and he sensed that it was pitch black.

If it weren't for the soft touch coming from his hand now, Ling Yue really thought that he had been teleported somewhere.

Moreover, Ling Yue could vaguely feel that the darkness around him was constantly absorbing the life force, although it was very slow, but it was indeed absorbing.

Darkness also carries some devouring properties that can devour life force.

The darkness didn't last long, and then gradually dissipated, and the bright moonlight fell again, bringing light, but the skeleton soldier was gone, leaving only some powder on the ground.

These skeletons were wiped out in the darkness, and even the souls stored in them were also consumed by the darkness.

The gray-robed old man squinted at Murong Old Ancestor, his face was no longer contemptuous just now, and said, "Is this the strength of the ancient martial artists of the Holy Realm?

The gray-robed old man inserted his crutch into the ground in front of him, and the gossip plate in his hand kept turning, and gradually, the ground under the feet of the gray-robed man began to glow faintly, forming a magic circle.

Green skulls gradually rose from the magic circle, hovering rapidly around the gray-robed old man.

The green skulls grinded their teeth and gurgled at each other.

Suddenly, the gray-robed old man raised his head suddenly, pointed at Murong Old Ancestor, and at the same time, a large amount of gray qi was emitted from his body, submerging the skull, and then the gray qi was overwhelming towards Murong Mengyue like a flood that burst the embankment.

The gray gas was like a high wave at this time, and the waves were full of green skulls, and for a while the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls was endless.

Before the gray waves arrived, they had already taken the hearts of everyone in the Murong family, and a sense of fear and powerlessness arose in their hearts, as if they had accepted their fate and could not move.

The art of the ghost path is generally regrettable, and people with weak mental power will be suppressed.

At this time, there are only five people who have not changed their faces, Murong Old Ancestor and Ling Yue are two, Mu Ying is innate realm, and he can barely resist it, Murong Mengyue's own spiritual power is not bad, plus the body of the ice phoenix, he can also resist.

What surprised Ling Yue was that Murong Chengfeng could not change his face, and he was quite calm, except for Ling Yue and Murong Ancestor, he was the most calm.

Ling Yue couldn't help but glance at Murong Chengfeng more, he couldn't see through this person from beginning to end, and the sloppiness on his body might just be an appearance.

Ling Yue didn't have time to think about it, because the giant wave had already been filmed, and he was ready to make a move.

But at this moment, Murong Old Ancestor took a step forward, stretched out his hands, made a tearing motion, and then tugged.

Thorn ......

A ten-zhang long mouth immediately appeared in the space, and the next moment, countless fine black dots flew out of the mouth like locusts.

These black dots are extremely fast, and very fast, and then they all pour into the gray waves.

In an instant, the gray wave immediately turned black, and then the wave also stopped moving, and time seemed to be frozen.

The gray-robed old man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said sharply: "What is this? It can actually assimilate my death qi!"

Murong Old Ancestor didn't speak, raised his hand and waved, and the black wave reversed, and the old man in gray robe rushed away.

Ling Yue couldn't help but laugh when he looked at this scene, in front of the path of darkness, all ghosts had to surrender.

Ghosts are attached to the darkness and are afraid of the light, they believe in darkness and draw strength from it, in other words, the darkness nourishes the ghosts.

The Ghost Way is also an evolution of the Way of Darkness!

At this time, the gray-robed old man actually wanted to use the ghost path to fight the dark way, which was simply to send a 'dish', and it would be strange if he was not assimilated.

At the same time, Ling Yue was also a little surprised, the people here seemed to know very little about the power of rules, and they also called the power of rules "souls".

The gray-robed old man looked at the huge waves that came back, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he injected spiritual power into the gossip disk in his hand, and the gossip disk immediately shone brightly.

The black waves crashed down, and in an instant, the southern wall of the Murong family's manor was immediately washed away, and all the buildings disappeared.

The black wave was just a condensation of dead air, and it dissipated after being photographed, leaving nothing behind.

The gray-robed old man was still hunched up, standing in place, the gossip plate in his hand had been shattered.

However, there were four more golden coffins around the gray-robed old man, and the coffins were suspended vertically around the gray-robed old man, and a talisman was attached to each coffin.

Ling Yue could tell at a glance what kind of talisman this was, a corpse suppression talisman dedicated to suppressing ghosts!

These four coffins, or the contents of the four coffins, are the real killer features of the gray-robed old man.

The gray-robed old man's wrinkled face trembled, he smiled, and then stroked the four coffins.

"Hehe, after countless years of sacrifice, I have replaced one body after another for you, and finally let me refine four golden armor zombies, unless Da Luo Jin Immortal comes, who can stop me?"

Saying that, the gray-robed old man's eyes were cold, and he looked at the people of the Murong family, especially the Murong Old Ancestor, and he focused on it for a while.

I saw the gray-robed old man wave his hand, and the four corpse talismans slipped down flutteringly.

Knock knock knock......

The four coffins began to tremble slightly, and countless gray gases overflowed from the cracks in the coffins.

Ling Yue's expression was solemn, if it was really four golden-armored zombies, then it would be troublesome.

The corpse clan has a strict hierarchy, like a pyramid, divided into seven levels.

The first level is the True Ancestor level, the second level is the Corpse King level, the third level is the Lu, the fourth stage is the armor corpse, the fifth level is the blood corpse, the sixth level is the jumping corpse, and finally the zombie.

The corpse clan of the True Ancestor level has the strength of the Immortal Emperor Realm, and the physical body is extremely strong, the degree is extremely fast, and the attack power is even more terrifying.

And the fourth-order golden-armored zombie is relative to the monk from the Yuan Infant Stage to the Tribulation Period.

If the gray-robed old man really had four golden-armored zombies, then the Murong family might really be finished.

Murong Old Ancestor's dark way has a suppressive effect on ghosts, but it has little effect on the corpse clan, because the corpse clan is between light and darkness, they do not belong to Yang Yang and are not included in the Five Elements.

The Corpse Clan is always the most difficult opponent, and even Ling Yue finds it tricky.

Peng......

The golden lids of the four coffins were pushed open with great force, and four figures came out of the coffins.

Two men and two women!

The appearance of the four golden-armored zombies is no different from that of ordinary people, except that their heads are longer and their nails are sharper.

Murong Mengyue saw one of the female golden-armored zombies, and her hands couldn't help but clench.

Ling Yue was holding Murong Mengyue's hand at this time, so she could feel Murong Mengyue's strange appearance, and glanced at Murong Mengyue, and now she was looking at one of the women among the four golden-armored zombies with tears in her eyes, Ling Yue immediately understood.

She should be Murong Mengyue's mother!

(End of chapter)