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The Guangming Mountains suddenly fell into silence.

Ye Wuhan took a step back, feeling the boundless silence and evil from those eyes.

This is not something that ordinary ghost cultivators can summon!

Yu Fu took out the water mirror from the storage ring and walked to the side to contact Dongling Sect, probably to inform the situation here, while Ye Wuhan looked at the ghost cultivator who started to violently hit the mountain guard formation again.

"They want the Dark Prison Ghost to come in? Yu Fu said that without the Ghost King, no ghost cultivator can release the Dark Prison Ghost, but what is the situation now? Is it possible... the demons in the Tenth Turn Demon-Conquering Tower are not there?

Not the Ghost Emperor?"

If that were the case, today the ghost cultivators gathered in the Guangming Sect and released the ghosts from the dark hell to attack the mountain-protecting formation.

This is obviously going to wipe out the whole family!

Ye Wuhan couldn't help but have the idea of ​​​​escape, but this idea only appeared in his mind for a second before being rejected.

He pointed his sword at the ghostly figure in the dark prison.

"The Ghost King's purpose is definitely not just to destroy the Guangming Sect. He has a grand plan. The entire Southern Territory may be part of his plan! I can escape today, but can I escape again tomorrow?"

"There are thousands of disciples of the Guangming Sect in this mountain range, and they are all living human lives! I turn a blind eye to their life and death today. When I fall into hell in the future, who will take action!"

Ye Wuhan will never run away!

Even if you die...

Even if the earth is stained with blood!

If the Southern Territory falls into the hands of the Ghost King, the Western Territory will not be able to escape either!

Feixia, Shadow Dance, and Chiba Sakura are all in the Western Region!

There was no way Ye Wuhan could just watch the Ghost Emperor advance into the Western Territory step by step!

He raised his sword and was about to rush into the ghost cultivator and kill him, but Yu Fu came over and stopped him.

"Ye Wuhan, join the Guangming Sect with me!"

"Why? The ghosts are attacking the mountain guard formation. If we stop them now, the ghosts of the dark prison will not be able to come in."

Ye Wuhan is ready for a fight to the death today!

Yu Fu shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, the mountain-protecting formation won't be broken for a while. Now that we have entered the Guangming Sect, we have to help them protect the law. They are going to open the Ten Thousand and Nine Turns Formation."

"Wanhe Nine Transformations Formation? Isn't that a lost formation that is only recorded in ancient books?"

"It's not lost, it's just in the hands of very few people. The elders of the Guangming Sect haven't even left the mountain yet, they're just setting up formations. You and I should go over there and help."

Yu Fu probably learned the news through her contact with Dongling Sect.

Ye Wuhan didn't hesitate anymore and entered the Guangming Sect with her.

The entire Guangming Sect was very quiet, and only some movement could be heard in the back hall.

Ye Wuhan and Yu Fu flew directly to the apse with their swords.

There are about hundreds of monks gathered here, and most of them are monks with gray beards.

As soon as the two of them landed, a young disciple came over and saluted.

"Is it Senior Sister Yu Fu from Dongling Sect?"

"Yes, there is also Ye Wuhan from the Jianguang Sect. I came here to help on the order of my master."

"Thank you, Senior Sister Yu Fu, for your help. Please come with me."

The young disciple glanced at Ye Wuhan and said, "Deputy Sect Master Ye, Sect Master Lingxiao asked me to inform you that he is waiting for you in the sect."

After Yu Fu left with her disciple, Ye Wuhan took out the water mirror and contacted Ling Xiao.

On the other side, Ling Xiao was standing in the square, seeming to be gathering his disciples to prepare to go to Guangming Sect.

"Wuhan, are you okay? Such a big thing happened to Guangming Sect, why didn't you tell me at the scene! If Feizhang hadn't sent me a message, I wouldn't have known you were there!"

Ling Xiao said anxiously.

Ye Wuhan really didn't think of contacting Ling Xiao immediately. He was used to living alone and making his own decisions. When he suddenly encountered the Guangming Sect, he only wanted to act alone.

"I didn't think it through well. Are you ready to go to Guangming Sect?"

"No, we are going to Jiuxing Ghost Cliff."

"...that's okay, but the ghosts from the Dark Prison have been released, and it's only up to the Guangming Sect to support them. I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on for long."

"There is no way. This incident happened suddenly. When the mountain protection formation was opened, it not only locked up the ghost cultivators, but also cut off contact with the outside world. Even if other sects rushed over, they would not be able to help much. You must be inside

Be careful!"

Ling Xiao warned with a solemn expression.

"Then the Qingyun Sect won't come either?"

"The Qingyun Sect will come, but not all of them will come. Their troops will be divided into two groups, one will go to the outskirts of the Guangming Sect, and the other will go to the Jiuxing Ghost Cliff. This battle may be able to completely determine the winner between the southern monks and the ghost cultivators!"

The Ghost Emperor has played such a big game of chess, put himself in danger, and must be seeking more than just the Guangming Sect.

He is planning to destroy the entire Southern Territory!

Make the world a hell!

Ye Wuhan raised his head and glanced at the dark prison ghost who was still outside, showing no change.

He was suddenly curious as to who had turned it on.

"Sect Master, which ghost cultivator do you think is the one who opened the ghost aspect of the dark prison?"

"It doesn't matter who opened it! It's useless if the ghosts from the dark prison can't enter the Guangming Sect. Once the Wanhe Jiuzhuan Formation is opened, those thousands of ghost cultivators are no match for the Guangming Sect! Just help the Guangming Sect protect the law.

I go first."

Ling Xiao hurriedly ended the conversation with Shui Jing.

Ye Wuhan stood there with his hands behind his hands, looking into those cold eyes from a distance.

He always feels...

The sudden appearance of this dark prison ghost is not only to tell everyone that the ghost cultivator has something to do, it must also have other functions!

"Deputy Master Ye! Please help me protect the law!"

The situation was urgent, and there was not much time for Ye Wuhan to find out the truth. There were already monks standing in the nine directions of the Wanhe Jiuzhuan Formation. They were at the lowest level of the sixth level of integration.

When the nine spiritual powers were injected into the formation, golden lines appeared on the ground.

Under the guidance of spiritual power, they turned into complex spells to form a nine-turn array.

Ye Wuhan and other Dharma protectors stood around, guarding against ghost cultivators coming in to cause trouble.

However, the opening speed of the formation was smoother than they imagined. After about a stick of incense, the formation was completed. Nine golden threads shot into the clouds, splitting the layers of dark clouds and letting the sun shine on the earth.

The dark clouds did not all disperse, but only nine holes opened.

Yu Fu came over and said, "It's okay. Once the formation solves the ghost cultivator, this disaster will be truly over."

Ye Wuhan murmured to himself: "The Ghost Emperor's plan... failed just like that?"

"Otherwise, if he succeeds, today next year... there won't even be anyone to visit my grave."

Yu Fu told a bad joke that no one found funny.

Ye Wuhan saw the spiritual power shot out from the Wanhe Nine-Turn Formation, traveling through the air, catching one group after another of ghost energy, and using its unstoppable momentum to disperse the ghost energy.

A layer of blood rained down from the sky, and everyone opened their consciousness shields to prevent themselves from being stained by the ghost cultivator's blood.

Ye Wuhan took a step slower, and a drop of blood fell on his forehead.

He felt the coldness and chill in his blood, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

"Yu Fu, is the blood of ghost cultivators always cold?"

"That's not true. Although they are ghost cultivators, they are still living people. It's just that their cultivation methods are different from you and me."

Yu Fu raised her head and admired the rare "beautiful scenery".

But Ye Wuhan was shocked.

Since the ghost cultivator's blood is hot, why did the blood fall on his forehead...

So cold?

Is that really human blood?

"Yu Fu...what kind of person has cold blood?"

"Ah? People are hot-blooded. How can there be coldness... No, there is a kind of people whose blood is cold, or they can no longer be called humans, but..."

Yu Fu's pupils slowly dilated. She didn't know what she thought of, but she suddenly turned around and ran in one direction.

There stood the leader of the Guangming Sect and several elders.

Yu Fu shouted loudly: "The one who was killed in the sky was not the ghost cultivator! It was the flag bearer!"

Everyone's expressions changed.

Only Ye Wuhan didn't know what a flag bearer was. He grabbed a young disciple who was passing by and asked, "What is a flag bearer?"

"Reporting to the deputy sect master, the flag bearer is the person who helps the ghost cultivator hold the ghost flag and is between life and death."

“What’s so scary about a flag bearer?”

"They are controlled by ghost cultivators, and their shapes are determined by ghost cultivators."

The young disciple raised his hands and said.

After Ye Wuhan let him go, he murmured to himself: "It's bad... Everything in the Guangming Sect is an illusion. Those flying around are not ghost cultivators, but flag-bearers disguised as ghost cultivators. Where did the ghost cultivators go?"

What about Jiuxing Ghost Cliff..."

He hurriedly opened the water mirror and tried to contact Ling Xiao, but no matter how he called, there was no response.

A stick of incense is enough time for too many things to happen...

Yu Fu came to Ye Wuhan like a gust of wind and asked anxiously: "Can you contact the leader of Lingxiao?"

"No, they just went to Jiuxing Ghost Cliff! I'm afraid they were ambushed!"

"It's bad. I contacted Dongling Sect, but there was no response from my master. She also went to Jiuxing Ghost Cliff just now! People from Guangming Sect can't contact people from other sects! Even Qingyun Sect, which is on the periphery,

No response!”

Logically speaking, as long as the holder of the water mirror is alive and still in the south, there is no way he can't be contacted!

But no one present can contact the outside world!

Ye Wuhan put away the water mirror and said in a deep voice: "I must go to Jiuxing Ghost Cliff!"

Yu Fu shook her head.

"We can't leave. Someone must be watching the Ten-turn Demon-Conquering Tower. What if this is another plan of the Ghost Emperor to lure the tiger away from the mountain? What should we do if the ghost cultivators hiding in the dark attack the Guangming Sect after we leave here? Don't forget

, the ghost of the dark prison is still outside, it is impossible to close the mountain-protecting formation!"

If the mountain protection formation is not closed, Ye Wuhan will not be able to go out and go to Jiuxing Ghost Cliff to rescue Ling Xiao.

He froze on the spot, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

Is there nothing we can do about all of this?

Ye Wuhan raised his head and glanced at the dark prison ghost who was staring at him with eagerness. He felt strange from the beginning. The dark prison ghost had been staring at the Guangming Mountains so intently.

Although it is just a ghost body released by a ghost cultivator, isn't it too silly to stare at it motionlessly?

In addition to the initial sense of oppression, it seemed to be a dead thing hanging above everyone's heads.

Ye Wuhan turned back and looked at where the leader of the Guangming Sect was.

"It's never been my style to sit back and wait!"

Ye Wuhan strode to the front of the leader of the Guangming Sect, cupped his hands and said: "Master, I ask you to close the mountain protection formation."

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