Chen Luo's heart tightened, and he quickly put away the ghost general and the Mo armor shield and looked into the pit.

The seven white bones Jingguan had all collapsed. Xie Yuxin was sitting aside to rest, and a hint of fatigue flashed across her face.

Everyone was relieved when they saw that she was fine.

At this time, a swearing sound came out, and the figure of the bare hands flew over and said to the few people: "I'll just run away for that grandson. Ghosts have begun to gather outside, so we have to leave quickly."

Ge Tianqing leaned over and picked up the storage ring and said, "Go back and divide it."

Lu Huaming nodded.

"Don't do this undercover secret chess work next time." Chen Luo jumped out of the big pit, helped Xie Yuxin up, and said with a smile.

Xie Yuxin was about to speak when the ground under their feet suddenly shook violently, and a black whirlwind suddenly rose from the ground, turning into a huge vortex, swallowing the two of them in.

Seeing that something was wrong, Lu Huaming came to rescue him quickly, but his body tilted slightly, and was pulled into it by the force...

Ge Tianqing and the other two knew something was wrong and immediately ran away, but before they could withdraw, they were involved in the increasingly powerful force and swallowed up.

After more than ten breaths, the black whirlwind in the pit gradually dissipated, and the figures of the sinking people disappeared.

...

There were many fighting sounds everywhere in the huge Chang'an City.

The entire Tang Dynasty government army was launched, and the same was true for the ghosts.

On the ground, ordinary soldiers and some low-level monks fought with zombies, water ghosts and other low-level ghosts. Every street and alley was a battlefield, and the sound of shouting and killing was shocking.

A dark cloud was floating in the air, as dark as ink, as deep as endless night sky, almost swallowing half of the sky? It was sweeping across the sky.

Under the dark clouds, high-level monks and powerful ghosts on Chang'an City, as well as monks in the refining hall, were fighting fiercely? Various magic weapons flashed wildly? Ghost shadows fluttered? Sharp whistles, and screams came one after another, and blood splashed from time to time? Left limbs and broken arms fell down? The battle situation was even more tragic than below, and the air above Chang'an City seemed to be filled with blood.

Several huge bright balls of light floating in front of the battle circle, fighting fiercely? It was the people with the strongest cultivation on both sides fighting? They made earth-shaking loud noises from time to time.

How many people are at the forefront? An old man covered in his body stands in the void? It is Cheng Yaojin? He is holding two giant axes with golden light? He is fighting fiercely with a fierce skeleton seven or eight feet tall, blood-red all over his body, and a tall man in a black robe and a sarcastic face.

The two axes in Cheng Yaojin's hand are dazzling golden light? They are like flowing clouds and waters in the wielding process? They are as sharp as dragons? Although they fight against two, they have the upper hand.

The three huge skeletons were ineffective in fighting for a long time, and six eyes were fierce and fierce, and three mouths opened and vomited at the same time.

Three blood-red flames shot out from its mouth? They immediately grew rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it turned into three blood-red flames that were more than ten feet in size, making a sizzling sound.

The mouth of the middle head of the skeleton opened and squirted again, and a blood light shot out from it, and it was injected into three groups of blood-colored fire.

The three blood flames immediately flourished again and quickly merged into one, turning into a mass of blood flames as big as a hill, crashing towards Cheng Yaojin like a meteor.

The endless fierce aura emanated from the blood flame, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the void boiled.

This attack was obviously extraordinary. The blood light on the three skeletons dimmed most of the time, and their bodies shrunk a lot.

The man with Yin-Yang face also let out a sharp roar, flipped his hands, and a black and white treasure mirror appeared in front of him, emitting strange black and white light.

The man with Yin-Yang face was wriggling, and his mouth and blood was sprayed on the black and white treasure mirror and quickly melted into it.

The black and white light that bloomed in the treasure mirror immediately flourished. With a buzzing sound, a black and white beam of light shot out from the mirror and hit Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin snorted coldly, and a dazzling golden light rose on his body. The axe in his hand shone out in golden light and slashed out horizontally.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and instantly echoed through the entire void. The golden light like a mountain surged up, forming a golden light column as high as twenty or thirty feet high, breaking through the air like a mountain collapsed and cracked.

The air in front seemed to be instantly drained by a terrifying force, making a low hissing sound, and the suffocating murderous aura rolled and entangled, forming an aura that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

The entire void was twisted and deformed in an instant, and Cheng Yaojin's body disappeared, merged into the golden light column, rumbled forward, colliding with the blood-colored fire ball, black and white light column.

With two dull sounds of "boom", the bloody fire ball and the black and white light column were easily cut and swallowed by the golden light column.

There was almost no pause, and the golden beam of light continued to fly and shot in front of the three skeletons and the yin-yang-faced man in the blink of an eye.

The three skeletons were greatly damaged. They wanted to escape and dodge but did not have time to be shrouded in golden light. The sound of shattering sounded. The three skeletons' bodies were completely submerged by golden light, and they didn't know what happened.

The man with Yin-Yang Face's face turned pale in an instant, and he roared. The black and white treasure mirror shone brightly, and the two colors of light flashed rapidly, and the nearby void was twisted and fluctuated, making the man with Yin-Yang Face's figure blurred.

The golden beam of light arrived in an instant and slashed hard on the black and white mirror surface.

A shocking sound was heard, and the black and white mirror shattered, but the golden light column also paused for a moment.

The man with a yin-yang face spewed out a mouthful of blood, but the person took the opportunity to fly backwards.

But the golden light column immediately completely defeated the black and white mirror, continued to move forward like a speeding light, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the man with Yin-Yang face and slashed it hard again, and was about to subdue and swallow the man.

At this moment, the black cloud behind suddenly surged, and in the blink of an eye, a huge black claw the size of a house condensed, covered with black scales, making the sound of ghosts howling.

The black giant claws stretched forward, instantly crossed a distance of more than ten feet, appeared in front of the Yin-Yang-faced man, and opposed the golden light column.

There was only a loud roar, and the golden black claws shattered at the same time. A wave of air that was almost visible to the naked eye exploded and rushed out from the air, causing a strong wind.

A strong wind surging within a dozen miles, and both monks and other ghosts in Chang'an City were shaken away.

Cheng Yaojin's figure appeared, with a golden light on his body, looking like a golden god, which made people feel awe.

"Yuan Zui, are you finally willing to take action?" He did not continue to take action, looked deep into the dark clouds and spoke slowly.

The thick black clouds separated to the sides, and a passage appeared, and a man in black robe appeared.
Chapter completed!