Chapter 370: Precarious
Even Lin Xuan's heart shook for a while, and the other low-level cultivators were naturally even worse, ranging from chest tightness and shortness of breath to dizziness, and at worst a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell from the sky.
The sound of ghosts crying was so powerful that the monks couldn't help but be shocked by each other.
Mrs. Lan snorted coldly, stretched out her hand, slapped the storage bag on her waist, and a small golden drum was sacrificed by her.
Ten fingers flicked in succession, one by one spells hit it, and the golden drum hummed, which neutralized the sound of the ghost crying.
The low-ranking monks breathed a sigh of relief, and the woman was shocked by this.
The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth turned up slightly, although it was good, but for the cultivators of the Ning Dan period, this was nothing, and it was far worse than Ouyang Qinxin's sonic skills.
I just cracked the shocking Ghost Cry, and before I could breathe a sigh of relief, a sudden change occurred.
The cloud swirled more and more violently, and suddenly parted from both sides, and a large skull emerged from inside.
The skull was about ten feet tall, its eyes glowed with a strange green light, and there were two long, pointed horns on its forehead, which looked extremely strange.
However, what frightened everyone was not the hideous image of this thing, but the demonic energy contained in it, which was shocking.
"Is this thing ......?"
This thought just popped into Lin Xuan's mind. The skull suddenly opened its bloody mouth. Sharp teeth, black and shiny. From the mouth of the ground spurted out a bright red blood light several feet in diameter.
Everyone was stunned by the terrifying sound.
Only the formation senses the danger. The protective ground mask was automatically opened. That layer of blue light curtain. Reappeared overhead.
This time, however. No one felt at ease. On the contrary, it is cool and bright. The earth demonic energy contained in this blow was amazing. Whether the big array can hold up is still a question......
The next moment. Blue and blood-red glow intertwined. Even the whole earth trembled.
In addition to Lin Xuan and the other three Ning Dan stage masters, they also maintained their composure. The well-trained children of the Chu family were also the first to regain their senses. Chu Zhou's face turned pale. Hurriedly took the Lingqi out of the storage bag. Wave and wave. The crumbling blue curtain lit up again.
Many people secretly sighed, but the next moment their hearts rose to their throats.
The skull's forehead was swirled with demonic energy, and two thick black lightning bolts slashed down from above. The blue light curtain, which had just been a little solid, was crumbling again.
Mrs. Lan's face was gloomy, and with a wave of her hand, more than twenty monks immediately ran out of the magic circle, and under the leadership of the old man in the late stage of foundation building, they either exorcised talismans, or cast spells, and more sacrificed their treasures.
Raining down on the skull.
Boom, around the skull, a turquoise ghostly fire suddenly ignited without warning, engulfing all attacks. The monks who used spirit runes or spells were fine, and those who drove the spirit weapons were all pale. Because they felt that their mental connection to the treasure was severed.
And that's just the beginning.
The skull's eyes gleamed green. The surrounding ghostly fires suddenly dispersed, like monks killing them.
"Dangerous. Come back quickly!" Lin Xuan's face changed.
However, it was too late, and the speed at which the low-level monks were too slow to escape the light. Except for two or three people who were lucky and were closer to the big array. Everyone else was swallowed up.
The terrible screams made the faces of the remaining monks pale, and many people's bodies had been turned into ashes, but the Yuan Shen was still struggling in pain, and he didn't know what kind of ghost fire this was, and it actually had the effect of extracting souls and refining souls.
Lin Xuan's brows furrowed, the other party's move was obviously to undermine the morale of the monks.
"Yue'er, do you know the origin of this strange skull in the Dao?"
Although the Xuan Demon ** was created by human monks, it also borrowed from the exercises of Yin Soul and Ghost Things, and there are quite similarities between the two, the realm of Yue'er Land has reached the level of the Ghost King, I don't know if Lu Dao can see the clues.
"I don't know, but this thing is driven by the other party's three high-level Yin Spirits, so it has such great power, young master, you have to be careful. The girl's answer came from her senses, and her tone was full of concern.
"Don't worry, I know it. "Lin Xuan is naturally not an impulsive character.
He and Yue'er had just chatted a few words, and Mrs. Lan's voice came into his ears again: "Two fellow Daoists, the low-level monks can't help this weird skull, let's shoot together." ”
"We ......" A trace of hesitation flashed in Wang Peng's eyes, although he was a monk of the Ning Dan period, and his magical powers were not the same as those people just now, but after seeing their miserable situation, his heart was still a little cold, and he felt like a rabbit dying and a fox.
That skull is too weird, the demonic aura is amazing, and the three of them join forces, whether they can deal with it is still a matter of two words......
It's just a matter of delaying time, but don't capsize in the gutter and accidentally hang up here.
"What, Wang Daoyou is reluctant to make a move?" This time, Mrs. Lan couldn't see it, and her expression was cold.
"No, I ......" Wang Peng's eyes dodged, and he hesitated to speak.
"Wang Daoyou, you have also seen the current situation, if we don't make a move, it will be a matter of time before the formation is broken, at that time, let alone delay for a day, I am afraid it will be the end of collapse, of course, if Daoyou thinks that it doesn't matter, then Li is also nothing, just see who can escape from the hands of the Yin Spirit. Lin Xuan said coldly.
Seeing that the two companions were looking at him with unkind eyes, Wang Peng was not an idiot, Zhilu Dao could not continue to escape, and said with a dry smile: "Hehe, Mrs. Lan and Brother Li misunderstood, how can Wang be greedy for life and afraid of death, and the truth that there are eggs under the nest is still understood, let's go, let's meet the enemy together." ”
"That's right. Mrs. Lan was overjoyed, and turned around and ordered: "Chu Zhou, the matter here will be handed over to you for the time being."
Although among the remaining nearly two hundred cultivators, Chu Zhou was by no means the person with the highest cultivation, but he was shrewd and capable, and he was quite capable in handling things, plus there were more than a dozen Chu family disciples to assist him, and it was really the best choice to give him command.
Lin Xuan nodded, Wang Peng didn't say anything, and the two of them, Mrs. Yu Lan, each turned into a ray of light and flew out.
The skull also stopped attacking the big array, slowly turned around, and with one mouth, the demonic qi surged, sucking in all the monks in the ghost fire.
Tonic !
Damn, it was Lin Xuan, who was also full of anger, Mrs. Lan snorted softly, stretched out her hand, slapped the storage bag on her waist, the white light flashed, and she sacrificed a magic weapon.
Lin Xuan's consciousness swept away, but his eyes were a little straight, he was also well-informed, but he had never seen such a treasure, only the size of a palm, snow-white as jade, and it was actually an ivory comb.