After all, none of the people standing here are foolish people, and if they can cultivate to Jindan, they have all gone through countless tragic and dangerous battles, and with everyone's experience, of course, they can see the mystery at a glance.

Taking the lead, it is undoubtedly to give the treasure to others, make wedding clothes for others, and send them away together, and maybe their own lives.

Otherwise, with the strength of Long Zaitian and others, would they still stand here?

However, the unknown treasure seems to be in front of you, like a feast, attracting countless hungry and thirsty people.

"Let's rush together!" finally everyone made up their minds.

"Okay! That's it!

As soon as the words fell, someone soon couldn't hold their breath, let out a roar, spread their bodies, and killed them forward. At this time, everyone seemed to have a catharsis, and they burst out one after another, and they swarmed up.

There were still a hundred zhang away from the stone stele, and countless yin spirits "squeaked" and surged up.

The rest of the monks are all extremely strong, and they have also found some experience in the fight with the Yin Soul just now, and at this time, they gathered together again, gathered all their strength, and the attack for a while was extremely powerful.

Countless flames burst out towards the Yin Spirit, like a firework bursting, and the Yin Soul was burned to ashes by the flames.

However, no matter how hard everyone tried, the ghosts around the stone tablet didn't seem to decrease much, and they continued to flock to everyone.

There were constantly ghosts dying under the sea of fire, but as time went on, some monks began to accidentally drown in those ghosts who were not afraid of death, and they were eaten up in an instant.

What everyone didn't know was that the souls of these monks who had been killed by the Yin Soul had already emerged from the underground altar and become a part of the Yin Spirit.

Boom!

At the beginning, some monks burst out of all kinds of hole cards, and the talisman seals and one-time spiritual weapons continued to blast out, but the momentum of the yin soul was suppressed.

As if they were afraid of being killed, these ghosts avoided both sides and made way for everyone, and everyone could already see the body of the stone tablet in front of them.

When everyone saw it, their momentum suddenly rose again, and they couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward.

Long Zaitian and his party followed the crowd, and vaguely seemed to smell a trace of danger, but when they saw Xi Feiyan rushing over quickly, the other three had to hurriedly follow.

The closer to the stone monument, the more ghosts in the Jindan period became, and the battle became more difficult. Even Fu Yu had to burst out with all his strength, but fortunately, Fu Yu's battle mode was already long-lasting, and he had always maintained the fullness of spiritual power in his body, paying attention to the changes around him at any time.

As the continuous advancement, the number of injured monks began to increase, and they paid the price of some monks' lives, but it also had a lot of results, and the surrounding yin spirits were slowly cleaned up, and those Jindan-level yin spirits were killed by everyone.

Seeing that it is a few zhang away from the stone monument.

However, just when everyone thought that victory was expected, the stone tablet suddenly flickered, and a huge black cloud gushed out, covering the light in the sky.

There was a bang, like a river hanging upside down, a voice sounded, everyone was shrouded in this cloud, and the next moment, all the ghosts were raging in front of everyone.

The place that was originally cleaned up with great difficulty was suddenly sealed and full of ghosts.

"Kill! Don't keep your hands, no matter how many ghosts there are, when they are all killed, the treasure is in the stone tablet, kill!" Lan Zhitao had to use treasures to stir people's hearts.

His shout aroused everyone's desires, and powerful spiritual fires burst out from the crowd, instantly melting many yin spirits one after another.

However, as time passed, the speed of everyone's attacks gradually slowed down, and the spiritual fires that burst out became less and less.

At this time, there were dense yin spirits in front of them, and when everyone came to their senses and wanted to retreat, they were horrified to find that behind them, at some point, they were also full of yin spirits.

The terrifying amount makes people's scalps tingle.

Originally, everyone thought that even if they couldn't kill the stele, it would not be difficult to retreat, but they didn't expect that a desperate number of huge ghosts suddenly appeared in the stele, and they were surrounded by ghosts for a while.

Coupled with the fierce spiritual fire used by everyone before, the spiritual power consumed a lot, and there was no time to recover. The bad situation began to tilt in favor of the monks.

It seems that the next battle may be extremely fierce.

The more and more the ghosts gathered, and everyone seemed to be in the Shura Hell, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls was so overwhelming that people almost collapsed.

"What should I do? Do I want to die here today?"

The sudden change also made the monk who was carried away by the desire for profit completely sober up, everyone gathered together, the battle circle became narrower and narrower, and if it continued like this, it would definitely be completely overwhelmed by the army of ghosts.

Seeing that the Yin Spirits are gathering more and more, everyone also knows that there is only a dead end if they continue like this.

Lan Zhitao roared violently: "Kill, rush out of their encirclement." As long as we are united, we will definitely be able to get out!

All the monks had to pluck up their courage and shouted in their voices.

"Kill!"

The monks began to break out, and a fierce battle began.

Countless Yin Spirits poured over with their fangs open, and even if everyone worked together and desperately, there were still many people who fell into the mouths of Yin Spirits.

"Boom!"

A loud bang rang out, sending the entire area of monks and the shadows into the air.

After a Jindan monk was surrounded by a ghost, he was unwilling to be gnawed into a skeleton and exploded himself. How powerful the self-explosion of the Jindan monk was, it exploded in the middle of the yin spirits, and countless yin spirits were swept into the terrifying explosion, and for a while, it also relieved the pressure on everyone a little.

The other monks were also deeply saddened, and the self-explosion was completely devastated, and ordinary monks were unwilling to do so.

However, at this moment, the Yin Spirits around them moved again, and almost instantly, they rushed into the crowd again from all directions, and people were constantly killed by the Yin Spirits, and the screams came and went.

It's too late to mourn the death of his companions, so he can only rush out desperately. But it was extremely difficult, almost inch-barren.

At this time, there were less than thirty monks left, and everyone joined forces to break through to the ruins in order to escape for their lives, but there were too many Yin Souls to kill, and the consumption of everyone was extremely high, and those Jindan-level Yin Souls who had been entrenched around the stone tablet also rushed over to kill.

Fu Yu watched as the monks were surrounded by the Yin Spirits, drowning in the Yin Souls and completely devouring them.

The four of them also cast spells back-to-back, barely holding on to the formation.

The dragon held a bottle-shaped spirit weapon in his hand, and kept urging, and a surging flame erupted from the jade bottle, engulfing the surrounding yin spirits.

Burn the fire!

What the dragon collected in the spiritual weapon in the heavenly hand was actually a high-level spiritual fire, and as soon as the re-burning earth fire came out, the surrounding heat suddenly exploded, and the moisture in the air was quickly evaporated, and a hot and dry feeling came to his face.

The swept up spirits looked terrified and tried to escape, but it was too late, and they were reduced to ashes by the flames in an instant. The surrounding ghosts dodged one after another, and a large open space was immediately cleared around the four of them.

And after urging this flame, Long Zaitian's face turned a little pale.

Sure enough, the price of urging the high-level spiritual fire is not small, it seems that the dragon will run out of spiritual power if he uses it again at most, no wonder he didn't dare to take it out just now.

Fu Yu's body moved forward and said, "Hurry up and recover, I'll resist it." ”

The dantian colorful golden pill agitated, and the molten gold dark flame was urged, although the molten gold dark flame was only an intermediate spiritual fire, but after Fu Yuyun's cultivation for many years, not to mention invincible, but it was also extremely powerful.

Fu Yu manipulated the spiritual fire to protect the four of them, and at the same time split a group to attack the nearby Yin Spirit.

The spiritual fire around the four of them was the thickness of a bucket, hovering around the four of them, and once a yin spirit approached, it immediately pounced. Sometimes it is scorching and surging, sometimes it is extremely cold and freezing through the world, and the yin souls are also killed one after another under the two heavens of ice and fire.

"Good!

Seeing that Fu Yu was so skillful in controlling the spiritual fire, and the lethality was extremely powerful, Long Zaitian and Chu Ge both applauded continuously, and with the strength of the four of them, covering each other, they had every chance to escape from the encirclement and suppression of the Yin Spirit.

Chu Ge only had Danhuo, which had already been used in the battle just now, and at this time, he still tried his best to cooperate with Fu Yu and kill the fish that slipped through the net one by one.

The only thing that worries people is that Concubine Xi has a strange expression, in such a fierce battle, she frequently wanders, and the three of them don't know why, so they have to protect her in the center.

In the face of such a situation, Fu Yu and the others could only protect themselves, and it was extremely difficult to break through again, and they had no spare strength to rescue other monks. Once they went backwards, countless Yin Spirits rushed up frantically, making it difficult for everyone to turn back.

Monks were constantly being killed, and there were more and more ghosts around Fu Yu and them.

This situation made Fu Yu and the others anxious, if they didn't want to rush out, sooner or later they would be consumed by the Yin Spirit, and the final outcome was obvious.

In order to preserve the spiritual power, and in order not to attract too much attention from the Yin Spirits, Fu Yu and the others withstood the attacks of many Yin Spirits and slowly advanced outward at an extremely slow speed.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, as more and more monks were killed by the Yin Spirits, the Yin Spirits that Fu Yu and the others faced also increased significantly.

Now there are only two teams left, Lan Zhitao and Tan Yongcheng, and their men have also suffered huge losses, and the two want to lead the team to fight side by side, but they can't move half a step at all, so they can only try their best to stay in place to protect themselves.

Kankan held on to less than half a pillar of incense, and Tan Yongcheng's people were all killed, and Tan Yongcheng was also in danger, he was struggling alone in the sea of ghosts, only to see the continuous burst of Danhuo, but it became more and more dim.

The next moment, Tan Yongcheng, who saw it, screamed miserably, and was completely overwhelmed by the ghost.

Seeing Tan Yongcheng's fate, Lan Zhitao's face was extremely ugly, his expression changed drastically, and several of his subordinates showed even more frightened faces, their bodies trembled a little, and their eyes were full of despair.