When their group was still five hundred miles away from the Feng family, Fang Guangjun stopped. This was already the Feng family's sphere of influence.
Fengtao had previously received a message from his family saying that the other party had two ghosts from the underworld in the late stages of foundation building. This distance was just outside the edge of their spiritual detection, making it difficult for the other party to control and detect them.
This is based on common sense. No one believes that it would be such a coincidence to meet two alien beings whose consciousness is beyond common sense. That would be too bad luck.
Fang Guangjun and the other five people didn't know that there were really aliens that they encountered, but it was not those ghosts from the underworld, but the people around them.
At this moment, this man has already explored his spiritual consciousness and is carefully observing the legendary ghost. This is the first time he has faced a real underworld thing.
Fang Guangjun said in a low voice without knowing anything.
"Master Nephew Feng, please send a message to your ancestor now, tell us the approximate location, and ask about the current situation there and how we need to cooperate..."
The distance was too far, and Fang Guangjun, a monk in the early stage of foundation building, could not sense the specific situation of those underworld ghosts, and he felt helpless.
Soon, they received a reply from the Feng family. The fighting was raging over there. When Feng Tao learned that the Feng family was still safe for the time being, his eyes were filled with sparkles.
The Feng family quickly came up with a plan, asking Fang Guangjun and the others to sneak over at noon in the Ming Dynasty.
At noon, it is the time when Yang Qi is at its strongest, and it is also the time when Yin ghosts are at their weakest throughout the day.
At that time, their combat power will be reduced by 20 to 30%, which is the best time to take action.
Regarding this plan, Tang Tian was already eager to give it a try. Nothing unusual happened along the way, which made him feel a little disappointed instead of having some expectations.
He regarded this trip as a training experience, and at this moment, Li Yan was carefully observing the battle situation there, as if he had fallen asleep in the middle of the night.
This made Fengtao feel speechless.
At noon the next day, outside Feng's house, the sound of explosions suddenly shook the sky, mixed with the sounds of ghosts crying into the sky.
For a moment, the entire world was filled with gloomy energy, and screams continued to break through the dark clouds. Here, Li Yan also saw these gloomy ghosts at close range.
Although he had been observing it in his consciousness for a long time, such close contact still made him feel a little nervous.
The three leading Yinsi ghosts in the Foundation Establishment Stage stood out particularly prominently in the dim, blue sunlight.
A ghost is just a skeleton covered with skin. There is no flesh and blood on the skeleton's skin, and it sticks tightly to the skeleton.
His skin was pale, as if it had been soaked in water for decades, with a hint of green in the white. There were a few sparse yellowish-brown hairs on his bald head.
The clothes on his body were already in tatters and were covered with a lot of sticky soil. He held a long white flag in his hand, and when he waved it, ferocious heads would fly out one by one.
These heads may be from Qiqiaoliu
The blood is extremely ferocious, or there are only two holes left in the eyes, and the sharp teeth open and close, and a large amount of green gas spurts out...
Li Yan couldn't tell what race this ghost was when it was alive.
The other two powerful Yin Division ghosts, one has no skin all over its body, and its flesh and muscles are all visible, like a skinned monster. As it walks, thick blood drips from its body to the ground.
Wherever they passed, not a single blade of grass grew, and the stench was nauseating.
The last foundation-building ghost has the most erratic movements. It should be a ghost ghost. It looks like a slender evil woman with disheveled hair, triangular eyes, and only two small black holes on the bridge of its nose.
The ten fingers of her hands were pitch black, like ten long sharp hooks. The Feng family disciples who were fighting against her would often be gutted with a single stroke from her.
As she twisted her finger around, the other party let out a shrill howl, but she wrapped a piece of colorful intestine around her finger, and with a swish, she pulled the other party up into the sky like a kite.
Suddenly, in the surrounding heaven and earth, other organs in the monk's abdomen fell to the ground like broken rain. Such vicious methods frightened all the nearby Feng family monks to turn pale.
As soon as noon arrived, Fang Guangjun and the Feng family monks launched a pincer attack from both inside and outside at the same time, and the battle between the two sides reached a climax in an instant.
The strength of the two foundation-building ghosts of the Feng family is almost the same as that of the two Yin Division ghosts, but after the opponent has an additional foundation-building ghost, the situation is greatly different, even if the opponent is only in the early stage of cultivation.
This also caused a huge discrepancy in the strength of both parties. In the past few days, the family disciples have suffered a lot, which made the Feng family extremely sad and angry.
Now that he has foreign aid, all his anger is released immediately.
Fang Guangjun's goal was very clear. He held back the ghost who was in the early stage of foundation building right away. He might not have the strength to kill him immediately, but there was no problem in entangling him.
In a gloomy world, there are constant sounds of explosions, and the light of various colored spiritual weapons, magic weapons, and talismans rises and falls.
After Li Yan dragged a ghost, he took him away from the edge of the battlefield, and then secretly looked at the others with interest.
In the distance, Tang Tian was also very powerful. He was fighting three Yin-headed ghosts all by himself. For a while, he was not losing at all, and he seemed to be getting braver as he fought.
These three ghosts are only at the eighth or ninth level of Qi Condensation, and given Tang Tian's level, they still have some energy left.
Not far away from Tang Tian, Wu Yizhen was fighting with a zombie inextricably.
Tian Denghu's situation seemed a bit embarrassing. At the beginning, he rushed towards the group of ghosts without any hesitation, and was the first to get together with two ghosts.
Fortunately, the following ghosts were dragged back by the Feng family disciples who arrived, otherwise, he would be drowned in a group of ghosts in an instant.
Now, he was under the attack of two ghosts. In less than a breath, the left and right branches were already surrounded by dangers. He began to quickly approach the Feng family monks.
And the result of all this is actually due to the help of heaven and time. Those underworld ghosts that can still come out at this moment are already very powerful in themselves.
They need to allocate 20% or more of their yin energy to resist the yang energy at noon. Invisibly, their strength has been greatly reduced, otherwise Tang Tian's current situation may not be like this.
In the past two days, the Feng family had the idea of taking advantage of the noon sun to annihilate these ghosts, but the extra ghost in the early stage of foundation building wandered around without restrictions.
Even if the two ancestors of the Feng family could occasionally get rid of the attacks of the other two ghosts with the help of time, the result of that battle still caused the Feng family to suffer a moderate loss.
If it were midnight at this time, even if Fang Guangjun and the others took action, even if they joined in, the chance of winning would not exceed 60%. .??.
Not long after the war started, Feng Tao took the opportunity to quickly approach an ancestor in her family. When she took the opportunity to throw the treasure on her body at the ancestor, the battle soon came to an end.
The three powerful Yin Division ghosts were already fighting extremely hard while resisting the Qi of the Yang Dynasty. Without one of the foundation-building ghosts that could not be restrained, they were fighting extremely hard.
And under the noon sun, these ghosts were already beyond their capabilities.
When the ancestor of the Feng family suddenly sacrificed a pitch-black spike, the situation in the battle suddenly took a turn for the worse.
That pitch-black spike was made from someone unknown. It was silent and came and went like lightning.
The two evil ghosts were tightly entangled by the two ancestors of the Feng family. The long black nails were like maggots on the tarsus, no matter how the opponent tried to dodge.
Often, under a blow from the ancestors of the Feng family, their movements would freeze for an instant and they would not be able to escape at all.
In less than ten breaths, two foundation-building ghosts were pierced by this pitch-black spike one after another. Amidst the shrill howls of the two ghosts, their bodies quickly turned into a puddle of sewage.
Then the two elders of the Feng family put them directly into two porcelain bottles and quickly sealed them with talisman paper.
The moment the pitch-black spike appeared, the foundation-building ghost fighting Fang Guangjun on the other side felt a shiver in her heart, and she could feel the breath of death in her heart.
A trace of human horror appeared on the face of the lanky evil woman.
Opposite her, Fang Guangjun was also shocked. He had also seen Feng Tao throw something towards the Feng family ancestor before.
He also knew that there was a magic weapon on Feng Tao, but he didn't expect that this magic weapon was so powerful. Fang Guangjun's eyes flashed with strange colors.
The movement from the ancestor of the Feng family also alarmed other people in the distance. Many people looked there sideways. Seeing the final result, the monks of the Feng family couldn't help but be overjoyed.
In fact, the moment Li Yan took out the pitch black spike, he immediately felt
There was a ferocious aura that was sealed, but this aura required at least a fake elixir level of cultivation to be able to sense it.
When the ancestor of the Feng family cast a spell to sacrifice the long black spike, Li Yan couldn't help but sneer in his heart, this Feng Tao was not as innocent as he seemed on the surface.
This is not the magic weapon she said was specially used to deal with ghosts in the underworld. It is clearly a very powerful magic weapon. The magic weapon is one level higher than the magic weapon.
Even a Foundation Establishment monk would be jealous if he saw this thing.
"The importance of Feng Tao in the Feng family is self-evident. A magic weapon was placed on her body for self-defense."
However, Fengtao wasn't completely lying. Li Yan's consciousness quickly attached itself to the dark spikes. He sensed an indescribable evil force on the spikes, and his soul felt a chill.
"This is really a weapon that can restrain ghosts from the underworld, and it's a magic weapon specifically designed to pin the soul!"
Within about ten breaths, two powerful ghosts fell. The ghost in the early stage of foundation building that was fighting Fang Guangjun in the distance trembled violently.
This ghost is the fastest, erratic ghost-like lanky evil woman.
At this time, Fang Guangjun's hand movements seemed to be stagnant for a moment due to the appearance of the black spikes.
The ghost of the lanky evil woman reacted extremely quickly, turning into a faint shadow in an instant and flying quickly towards the rear of the Feng family.
When Fang Guangjun reacted the next moment, the lanky evil woman's soul had already disappeared into the sky.
The ancestor of the Feng family has been extremely angry in the past few days. In the late stage of foundation building, all his strength exploded, and in an instant, people disappeared from the horizon...
After half a stick of incense, the Feng family's protective formation, which had been open for several days, finally lost its light, revealing a large castle inside.
As for all the ghosts outside the castle, except for the lanky evil woman ghost who was seriously injured by the ancestor of the Feng family and still escaped, 70% of the other ghosts were killed, and the rest were captured one by one by the Feng family monks.
Seeing the joyful expressions of the Feng family monks looking at the ghosts that were captured alive, outsiders like Li Yan knew that these living ghosts must be of great help to the Feng family disciples in their cultivation.
However, after this battle and the casualties suffered in the previous few days, as many as nine Feng family disciples were killed, and basically all of the remaining disciples were injured.
Soon, the ancestor of the Feng family left the rest of the matters to Grandpa Fengtao to handle, and then led Fang Guangjun and his party to the castle.
At this time, Fengtao and Zuo Yi were actually standing in front of the castle gate. The castle door was already wide open, and Fengtao was talking to a young monk in his twenties with a happy face.
The young monk's cultivation is also very strong. His cultivation has reached the Great Perfection of the Qi Condensation Stage, and it is time to build the foundation.
As the Feng family ancestor and his party approached, the distance between them was only a thousand feet, but Li Yan just didn't want to listen. With his cultivation level, even though the voice was low, he could still hear it clearly.
This chapter has been completed!