While they were talking, a faint sound of footsteps came from the woods behind them. Then a young man in black came out. After walking to the side of the two, the young man bowed to them and said, "Master, Senior Wu."

Wu Luosen's eyes showed a hint of appreciation and praised, "Fellow Daoist Wu, your disciple is very good. I think you should be about to advance to the Nascent Soul soon, right? You are so talented and have a bright future."

Although he was praising others, Wu Luosen showed a look of regret in his eyes, and then he became sad and resentful, as if he had thought of something sad.

The old man in black robe glanced at Wu Luosen and said lightly: "Why, is there no clue yet that person who killed your disciple?"

Wu Luosen said regretfully: "No, I only know that the man has a special magic weapon that can summon tiger souls, and I don't know anything else..."

When he heard the word "Tiger Soul", the young monk next to the old man in black robe raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised, but he didn't say much.

When talking about the sad things, Wu Luosen seemed to be affected. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He looked up resentfully at the many monks in the soul-catching array ahead, as if he had found a target to vent his resentment. He grinned, and his hands suddenly formed seals, and suddenly a black light burst out, shooting on the black light cover like an arrow.

Suddenly, it was as if a huge rock was cast on the calm water surface. The black light vibrated violently. Lin Feng and others in the formation suddenly felt a chill coming at this moment. A gust of cold wind blew out of thin air around him. The sound of ghosts and gods crying from nowhere echoed in the air. Then, black figures emerged from the yellow sand under their feet and floated back and forth in the air. With just a few breaths, ghosts were densely filled with them!

"Ghost souls! So many!!" Lin Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and his face suddenly became extremely solemn. The ghost souls that appeared around him were all golden elixir-powered, and probably thousands of them were! This was a world of difference from the ghost souls he had dealt with on the Maze Island. At the same time, Lin Feng also thought of one thing: it was another method of ghost souls. Could it be that this person who set up the formation had something to do with the evil cultivator on the Maze Island?

"Ah!!!" "Be careful!" "Help...ah!!!"

While Lin Feng was thinking, countless screams suddenly sounded around him. The ghosts that were hovering around the crowd had already begun to attack, screaming and pounced on the monks below, causing chaos. Several monks were accidentally hit by the ghosts and immediately fell down with screams. Their faces were pale as if they were scared to death. As soon as these people fell to the ground, they fell into the yellow sand and disappeared, as if they had the power below to pull them off.

“Buzz…”

At this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly bloomed in the crowd, and then a layer of golden light shield spread out, expanding to more than 200 meters in the blink of an eye, almost covering everyone. The ghosts hit the light shield and made a "bang bang" sound, all blocked outside.

Everyone who was panicked was immediately overjoyed. They turned their heads to look and saw Yu Ping holding a golden jade talisman.

Yu Ping's true energy was turbulent, but his face seemed a little painful. Seeing that everyone was calm, he immediately shouted: "Don't panic!! Get together to defend against ghosts! Although ordinary methods are not easy to work, they can resist as long as they are strong enough! If someone has magic weapons or means to restrain ghosts, please do not keep them! I was brought into my body by Yin Qi, which takes time to heal! As long as you can persist until I recover, I can lead you to break the formation!!"

“…”

"Senior Yu is right! Don't panic, everyone!! Get closer!"

"Everyone works together to protect Senior Yu! Protect Senior Yu to heal his wounds!"

"Don't worry, Senior Yu! We will defend with all our strength! Persist until you recover!"

All the Jindan monks present were not slow to react. After Yu Ping reminded him, they immediately calmed down and quickly gathered together. They formed a defensive formation with Yu Ping as the center, and all of them sacrificed their magic weapons and were ready for the formation.

Seeing everyone's reaction quickly, a hint of relief flashed in Yu Ping's eyes, but then his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, a black air surged on his face, and the supply of true energy was interrupted. The light of the golden jade talisman in his hand subsided, and the huge spiritual light cover around him instantly dissipated.

As the spiritual light cover dissipated, countless ghosts around him rushed up crying again. However, this time the cultivators were ready. Various magic weapons, magic or magic talismans flew out one after another. For a moment, various lights shone and burst into roar. The first wave of ghost attacks was actually blocked. The ghosts who were hit screamed and retreated, and some were even bombarded directly, but then they immediately condensed again, but the yin energy on their bodies became significantly weaker.

When they saw that they could really block the ghost, everyone was immediately energetic and showed an excited expression, and hope rekindled in their hearts.

Lin Feng was standing next to Yu Ping, so he was in the middle of the crowd. He didn't take action just now. Seeing that everyone's defense was effective, he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked down at Yu Ping. Seeing that the other party had started healing again, he could see a faint black gas was being forced out of his body, but he didn't know how long it would take to recover.

"Be careful! It's coming again!"

After just a moment of pause, the surrounding ghosts launched another attack. This time there were more ghosts rushing up, and everyone took action again. And this time with the enthusiasm, the attacks made by everyone were even stronger than the last time.

"Bang!!"

At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly felt a powerful fire spirit power attacking on his right, followed by several screams of ghosts. He turned around and saw a ball of flame explode in the air over there. The ghosts he was touched turned into nothingness and did not condense again. Silver light could be seen in the flames, which was obviously extraordinary.

"Extraordinary Fire?! That's...Silver Wire Fire!" Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that someone in the team had Extraordinary Fire, and it was ranked higher than his lava fire. The 80th place in the Extraordinary Fire list.

The one with silver wire fire is a young monk wearing a white robes, but Lin Feng also had a little impression of it. He seemed to be one of the few monks in this trip who was just as single as him, and it turned out that he was also hidden.

While the white-clothed monk showed off his silver wire fire, three other places also attracted Lin Feng's attention. Three monks took out special magic weapons to restrain ghosts, and all the ghosts hit by their magic weapons did not condense and recover.

The appearance of silver wire fire and three magic weapons to restrain ghosts immediately made the monks surprised, and their morale was once again greatly boosted, and they launched an attack even harder.

Lin Feng had already locked the White Tiger Soul Talisman in his hand. Seeing that the defense formed by everyone was temporarily enough, he did not take action immediately. Instead, he looked at the top of the mountain opposite with a serious expression. He thought more than others. He knew that the real danger was not the surrounding ghosts and large arrays, but the people who set up and control the array on the mountain. Moreover, although he could not see through the surrounding large arrays, he had already studied the formation method and knew that the real power of the formation might not have been exerted, because the person who set up the formation had not yet begun to control the formation himself...

"There are two more?! This is a troublesome... Since it is Wu Luosen's 'accomplice', he may not be weak. If he is also a Nascent Soul cultivator, even if he breaks the formation in a while, the situation will not be optimistic..."

Although it was a little blurred through the formation barrier, Lin Feng still saw that there were two more people next to Wu Luosen on the mountain. His heart suddenly sank and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!