After finishing speaking, the ghost howls around came from far and near, and the heavy ghost fog shrouded the entire area in the sky, and the starlight outside was almost completely isolated, and all that remained was a dark and unknown world.

In this case, the vision of all the immortal cultivators on the field was even more restricted, and even the cultivators in the condensation stage could only look at objects within ten zhang, not to mention other Qi refining stage streams.

"Calm down, everyone! It's just a bunch of unfashionable ghosts, and as long as we are determined, they can't do us any harm at all. ”

Chu Qiuran snorted coldly, patted the storage bag, sacrificed a bronze mirror, injected mana into his hand, and with a "hum", a pillar of green light shone out, piercing a huge gap in the heavy ghost mist, and the power dissipated a lot.

"Ahh

Faintly, there were several terrible screams from the ghost mist, wisps of green smoke rising straight up, and it seemed that some ghosts were killed by Chu Qiuran with a magic weapon in seconds.

In this way, the ghosts around are no longer so unscrupulous, appearing and disappearing, unpredictable.

Many monks unfolded the "Spirit Eye Technique", scanning the surrounding ghost mist, and with the blessing of the spell, they could see some vague figures.

"Second son, this is not the way to go on, we must try to kill these ghosts. ”

It was a silver-armored young man who spoke, and Yang Fan saw that this son was not Chu Yiyun who came to his hospital last time?

Chu Qiuran said indifferently: "There are countless ghosts in the Ghost Corpse Mountain, even if you kill them for three days and three nights, it will be useless, what can really bring us fatal damage is the 'powerful ghost' lurking in the ghost fog." As long as the 'powerful ghosts' are killed, the rest of the Yin ghosts are afraid of the momentum of our immortal cultivators, so they naturally dare not approach. ”

"The second son is reasonable, and he seems to know the situation of this 'Ghost Corpse Mountain' very well. ”

Pharmacist Lin's shriveled voice came, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Chu Qiuran said quietly: "If you don't understand the situation here, how can the family rashly let us come here for trial." However, the purpose of our trip was to find the thousand-year-old tombs. A long time ago, the Ghost Corpse Mountain was a huge cemetery, and many monks fell, and there were even ghost and demon monks. However, in the past few hundred years, the place has gradually calmed down, and the high-level ghosts are nowhere to be found. ”

"Let's continue to set off, as long as these yin ghosts don't get close, we don't need to do anything, if a high-level 'powerful ghost' appears, we will strike together and kill it. ”

Chu Qiuran began to give orders again, and at the same time, his divine consciousness transmitted and began to discuss specific plans.

This plan is naturally aimed at powerful ghosts, and only monks above the late stage of qi refining are eligible to participate.

Yang Fan, these pharmacists, was naturally not in the plan, but he also secretly heard the plan clearly.

Then, everyone began to move again, the bronze mirror in Chu Qiuran's hand seemed to be able to restrain ghosts, and the surrounding ghost fog melted like ice and snow under its illumination, and the visual range gradually expanded.

"Assert ......"

The ghost lurking in the ghost fog made a heart-wrenching sound, but he didn't know where to hide, and barely appeared, driving a large number of yin ghosts to entangle nearby.

As time passed, the monks had developed a great immunity to ordinary yin ghosts, and those cries and screams that affected their minds were difficult to harm the determined immortal cultivators.

Chu Qiuran took out the map again, his eyes flashed, he inspected the surrounding geographical environment, and after a while, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

But at this moment, the wind was blowing fiercely around them, and the ghosts bared their teeth and grinned, as if they were crazy, and attacked everyone, and the layers of ghost mist plunged a terrible darkness within a radius of twenty zhang.

"Assert ......"

Yang Fan only felt a strong wind behind him, and there was a sense of crisis in his heart.

"Find ...... Look for death!"

Hu Fei waved his hands, and the two palm thunders carried a surging momentum, and the purple light pierced the night sky and hit him.

Zilala~

The palm thunder spread, and a large area of ghosts was enveloped at once.

"Ahh

A terrible scream rang out, and the ghost mist was broken through a hole.

But at this moment, a man with a black scythe in his hand and a red glow in his eyes rushed from the void, and a roaring gray wind swept in.

"The devil is here!"

Pharmacist Lin and the others exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly used their mana to protect their bodies, restrain their minds, and guard the spiritual platform.

Many Qi refining period cultivators did not react, they were attacked by powerful ghosts, and the yin wind stained their bodies, and their faces suddenly turned pale, and their souls did not possess their bodies.

"Look for death!"

Chu Qiuran drank violently, and a cyan pillar of light shot out from the bronze mirror in his hand, striking at the powerful ghost.

"Truly...... Ignorant human monk!"

The man's eyes were red, and his body was full of ghostly energy, and the black scythe in his hand swung suddenly, and a thick yin wind slashed like a blade, hitting the cyan pillar of light.

Boom!

A dull crash rippled around, and Chu Qiuran's attack was immediately disintegrated.

Swish!

The ghost's form melted into the surrounding ghost fog and disappeared, but his presence was like the shadow of death, threatening everyone's lives at all times.

"Yes...... Damn! let ...... Let it run!"

Hu Fei couldn't help grinning hoarsely, with an angry look on his face.

The timing of the ghost's sneak attack was extremely ingenious, taking advantage of the gap after Hu Fei, a monk who had mastered the power of thunder and lightning, to attack suddenly, and he left with one blow, extremely cunning.

"Assert ......"

The ghosts fluttered in the surrounding ghost fog, and their voices were cold and eerie, making people feel creepy.

The sneak attack just now injured four or five monks on the field, not only the ordinary yin qi entering the body, but also causing a certain amount of damage to the mind.

These four or five monks, all in the middle and late stages of Qi refining, sat cross-legged with cold sweat on their foreheads and moaning in pain.

"Pharmacist, come and save people!"

Chu Qiuran said with a solemn face. That powerful ghost is really cunning, and he left with one blow, unscathed, but it made many third-generation children of Yuwu Mountain Villa suffer.

When Pharmacist Zheng and Pharmacist Lin heard this, they immediately stepped forward to treat the injured.

Yang Fan walked to the late stage of Qi refining, squatted down, and put his hand on his forehead.

Chu Yuyan stood in front of him, her eyes patrolling all directions, her face vigilant, obviously deliberately protecting his safety.

Seeing this scene, Chu Qiuran's face showed a different color, but a trace of jealousy and coldness flashed in Chu Yiyun's eyes, which was quickly restrained by him.

"Pharmacist Lin, can the damage caused by this powerful ghost be treated?"

Chu Qiuran asked out loud.

"The attack of the demon is extraordinary, containing a powerful yin qi, in addition to the spiritual attack. The old man gave him a elixir and treated him with spells for a while, which was expected to get better, but without two or three days of recuperation, it was impossible to recover. ”

Pharmacist Lin said with a numb face, but he didn't stop at hand, and injected a light cyan halo into the patient's body.

On the other side, Yang Fan exhaled lightly, withdrew the hand that was on the monk's forehead, and stood up.

"Pharmacist Yang, why didn't you treat him?"

Chu Yuyan said with a puzzled expression.

Chu Yiyun, who was not far away, saw this scene, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, and said quietly: "After all, Pharmacist Yang is still young, and he can't heal the wounds caused by the ghosts, so don't force him." ”

Chu Qiuran and Pharmacist Lin looked sideways, their faces were indifferent, and they didn't say anything.

It's just that Pharmacist Zheng was puzzled: Could it be that Yang Fan is really helpless?

However, Yang Fan's next move was extremely strange.

With a calm face, he walked up to the next casualty, crouched down as before, and put his hand on the other's forehead.

What's wrong......

Chu Qiuran suddenly shifted his gaze to the injured person who had been seen by Yang Fan before.

Call!

The injured man let out a breath of turbidity, a cold sweat, and his face had recovered a little red, and then slowly stood up.

"How are you feeling?"

Chu Yuyan showed surprise on her face and hurriedly asked.

The late-stage Qi Refining Cultivator looked confused and said, "I was attacked by a powerful ghost just now...... My body was very uncomfortable, my whole body was weak, and my consciousness was even more confused......"

"That'...... What are you doing now...... And now?"

Hu Fei's tadpole eyes swirled and asked curiously.

"Now, there doesn't seem to be anything abnormal, and the spirit seems to be better!" the Qi Refining Stage cultivator asked, puzzled, "Who saved me?"

Hearing this, Chu Qiuran and the others were shocked, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but freeze on a man with a calm expression.

At this moment, Yang Fan stood up from the other injured person, and then walked towards the last injured person.

At this moment, he was very excited in his heart, it turned out that after treating the two monks just now, his cultivation had improved significantly, and he was only half a step away from the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

Several monks who were injured by the ghosts were injured by the yin wind, and the most difficult thing to solve was the damage to their minds.

However, what made Yang Fan feel strange was that as soon as the mist of life in his body was introduced into the injured person's body, the cold qi lurking in his body immediately dissipated.

As for the mental trauma, there was a certain tendency to confusion, and Yang Fan was immediately cured as soon as he returned to the gods, and even made the injured person's spirit a little better.

Therefore, Yang Fan not only cured the injured, but also restored his peak strength.

Sure enough, the second monk who was treated by Yang Fan quickly stood up, completely recovered, and was full of energy.

It seems like a miracle!

A hint of discoloration flashed in Pharmacist Lin's eyes, and his gaze swept over Yang Fan's body.

Whew-

Suddenly, a patch of ghost mist surged again, and countless yin ghosts and spirits rushed towards the monks, and all kinds of cries were endless, making people feel frightened and confused.

"Assert ......"

A black scythe turned into a huge phantom and slashed at Hu Fei and Chu Qiuran.

Poof~poof!

Hu Fei and Chu Qiuran struck together with the black scythe, thunder flashing.

Call!

At this moment, a man with a pale face and blood-red eyes emerged from the group of ghosts, and suddenly stretched out a hand like white bones and grabbed Yang Fan's back.

"Not good!"

Chu Qiuran's face changed greatly, and Chu Yuyan also exclaimed.

That powerful ghost was so cunning and vicious, obviously seeing Yang Fan's treatment methods, he sneaked up from behind.

Burst!

The white and gloomy hand stabbed Yang Fan's back at once.

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