"Boom!"

Looking high above Qin Island, two completely different spiritual powers roared continuously at the junction.

It's like a thunderous explosion from the sky, and it's also like the sound of countless magical weapons striking each other.

The two mix and interact, flickering brightly and dimly.

And at that clear dividing line, sometimes the black light overwhelms the green light, and sometimes the green light forces the black light back half a step.

On the surface, it appears to be a stalemate.

But this balance was only maintained for three breaths.

After huge storms emerged from the black light, they easily suppressed the green light.

And forced him to retreat step by step.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping and others couldn't help but change their expressions.

Concubine Shu Mu is a newly promoted monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul...

He is also the ancestor of the formation sect, he is proficient in the wonderful formations, and in terms of magical power, he is no weaker than the veteran Yuanying who has been advanced for hundreds of years.

To put her at a disadvantage, could it be that the people fighting against her were mid-level fifth-level ghosts?

It's not that Chen Ping deliberately underestimated the level of the ghost clan.

You must know that although the ghost race is an acquired race, it is recognized as a cultivating body.

If we were to establish a ranking for the creatures of the same level among the hundreds of tribes in the world.

The ghost clan can definitely occupy the top ten spots easily!

According to the average level, the human race is probably ranked somewhere around thirty or forty.

If the visitor were a late-level fifth-level ghost, Concubine Shu Mu would be defeated in one encounter.

As for the ghost clan in the Dzogchen realm, they may be able to support themselves under the claws of the sixth-order sky sparrow for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, have you ever seen the ghost clan with your own eyes?"

Gu Sixian asked with a trembling voice.

Shaking his head slowly, Chen Ping's hands folded in his sleeves had finished kneading various magic formulas.

Once the strongest one on his side, Concubine Shu Mu, was in trouble, he could only turn around and run away.

Facing the Nascent Soul-level ghost clan, if he came to help, it would be like throwing cotton at a stone.

And Gu Sixian obviously had the same idea as him.

The Huayue Fan on the sole of the foot shines brightly, and the aura shines brightly.

Chen Ping had no doubt that when this person fled, he would immediately shake off the twenty Yuan Dan on the Lingbao to reduce his burden.

"There's no rush. With Mr. Shu Zhen's character, he shouldn't have the purpose of sending someone to his death when he asked me to come over and join him."

After thinking about it secretly, Chen Ping decided to take the risk and wait and see.

Otherwise, run away immediately. If Concubine Shu Mu had not died, she might have been beaten up by everyone.

…

"Boom!"

During the confrontation between the two Nascent Souls, large swaths of heavy flying rocks fell from the aftermath and smashed into the sea and islands.

One by one, whirlpools of sea water hundreds of feet wide were formed.

Fortunately, Wangqin Dan Sect has arranged several level four formations to protect it.

Layers of colorful light curtains bounced flying rocks away, causing only slight vibrations.

Otherwise, the confrontation in the Nascent Soul Realm would be extremely terrifying.

There is no way to survive Wangqin Island at close range.

"It is indeed a legendary race. I am obviously in the same realm as it, but in comparison with its mana alone, it is a few steps behind."

In the dazzling green light like glass, Concubine Shu Mu made hand gestures and recited a mantra, her expression greatly amazed.

Before coming to rescue Wangqin Island, she never expected to encounter a powerful ghost clan.

After all, even in the Fan Cang Sea Area, the number of confirmed ghosts is less than one palm.

She has been practicing for hundreds of years and has never had direct contact with this clan.

Therefore, most of the methods and magical powers of the ghost clan are just hearsay.

Just like before, this ghost is hiding in the surrounding space.

She just didn't notice anything unusual.

If it hadn't been for the warning from an ancient spirit flower she cultivated, she might have been seriously injured by this ghost's sneak attack.

"Female cultivator, hand over the Thunder Yang Phoenix Flower!"

At this time, a cold and cold breath exploded, echoing in the surrounding area, like flowing water in the mountains, circulating over and over again.

This terrifying sound was not twisted or transmitted into the secret.

As a result, all the creatures below Wangqin Island could hear it clearly!

"It's the ghost talking!"

A chill ran down his neck, and Chen Ping swallowed hard.

There is no doubt that the female cultivator she calls is Concubine Shu Mu.

Thunder Yang Phoenix Flower?

Almost all monks have never heard of this thing.

But after reading through the Secret Records of the Formation Sect, Chen Ping felt something move in his heart.

Thunder Yang Phoenix Flower, an ancient alien species, a sixth-level spiritual plant.

This grass is a pure fire and thunder-attributed spiritual creature, which is very effective against ghosts who have no physical body.

I don’t know how far Concubine Shu Mu has cultivated Thunder Yang Phoenix Flower, and whether she can use it as a help.

"If you have the ability, you can get it yourself!"

In the hazy green light, Concubine Shu Mu looked cold, and lightly held her hand in front of her.

He opened his lips and blew lightly, and a ball of purple-red halo was sprayed out.

This halo suddenly looked ordinary.

But if you look carefully, it seems to be composed of countless runes the size of rice grains.

After a quick spin, it landed lightly in the jade-like palm.

Then, a trace of pure wood spirit power burst out from Concubine Shu Mu's eyebrows, quickly overflowing into the halo.

With a "poof" sound, the runes on the surface of the halo shattered into pieces.

The petal-like light all over the sky began to circle and dance, flashing wildly, gorgeous and fragrant.

At the same time, there was a purple shadow passing through the center of the explosion.

Then, in Concubine Shu Mu's right hand, a three-inch-tall grass hanging with silk appeared silently.

The roots of this spiritual grass are like hair, and the surface is a strange black-purple color.

The dozen or so tassel-shaped flower clusters hanging from the branches and leaves are very similar to the phoenix tail.

The most shocking thing is that as soon as this spiritual grass appeared, the thunder and fire energy from hundreds of miles around instantly gathered there.

On the phoenix tail flower cluster, beads of thunder and fire are formed.

It is the sixth level spiritual plant, Thunder Yang Phoenix Flower!

"You actually catalyzed it to 50,000 years?"

In the ghostly black mist, a strange hollow sound came out.

Immediately, the voice became quite joyful: "In this barren sea area, actually

There was an unexpected gain.”

Hearing this, Concubine Shu Mu's expression did not change. Huge streams of wood spirit power emerged from her dantian, turning into a sheet of rain and covering the Thunder Sun Phoenix Flower.

Under the gentle energy, the spiritual grass grew rapidly.

In just half a breath, she transformed into Zhang Xu, completely covering Concubine Shu Mu's graceful figure.

The branches and leaves of the phoenix flower are emerald green, and the roots have become one with her palm.

In addition to absorbing the natural spiritual energy from the outside world, it is also constantly absorbing the magic power in its body.

"No wonder I have so much confidence. It turns out that this flower has given birth to a weak spiritual intelligence, so I can barely succeed in channeling."

The Nascent Soul ghost clan hiding in the black spiritual power said coldly while suppressing the green light in an attempt to break through the defense.
To be continued...