Leng Xuan's heart moved, and he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, stimulating the true energy in his body with all his strength. Suddenly, the Nine Yang Fire instantly enveloped his body. Under the power of the Nine Yang Fire, the energy filled his meridians
The cold air began to slow down gradually. Leng Xuan concentrated his mind, controlled the Nine Yang Fire, and slowly approached the cold air, trying to force them out of the body. However, he soon
He found that the cold air was not as simple as he imagined. They did not seem to be afraid of the Nine Yang Fire, which was the strongest and most yang. Moreover, under the suppression of the Nine Yang Fire, they only slowed down their progress.
Leng Xuan did not stop moving forward. Leng Xuan secretly thought that if he continued at this speed, his body would be completely eroded by the cold air in less than a quarter of an hour. By then, his fate would definitely be death.
At this time, the ghost Rakshasa appeared in the air again and let out a strange and cold laugh. It seemed that in its eyes, these cultivators were just a bunch of playthings.
A cultivator couldn't help shouting: "It's not an option to waste it like this. Let's fight it." After saying that, he flicked his wrist, brandished a sword, and rushed towards the ghost Rakshasa with great force.
Someone took the lead, and other cultivators moved their bodies one after another, following closely behind, surrounding the ghost Rakshasa. The ghost Rakshasa smiled coldly, as if he didn't take these cultivators seriously.
"Kill!" As the words of a cultivator fell, everyone took action and attacked the ghost Rakshasa trapped in the middle. However, the figure of the ghost Rakshasa suddenly flashed and disappeared in an instant.
into the air, and everyone's attacks also failed.
While everyone was searching for the location of the ghost Rakshasa, they suddenly heard a miserable scream. It turned out that the ghost Rakshasa quietly appeared behind a cultivator and pierced the opponent's chest with its sharp claws.
When everyone rushed over quickly, the ghost Rakshasa disappeared again. Leng Xuan frowned when he saw this. The ghost Rakshasa appeared and disappeared, and even its position could not be locked. It was even more difficult to eliminate it.
Difficult. At this moment, a cultivator suddenly stood up and rushed towards the high platform. Judging from his actions, it was obvious that he was preparing to seize the treasure in the wooden box. When the other cultivators saw this, they couldn't help but yell.
With a shameless cry, they all hurriedly chased after him, fearing that the treasure would fall into the hands of others.
Leng Xuan shook his head secretly. Even at this time, he was still caring about the treasure. At this moment, the cultivator rushing in front was still five meters away from the high platform. Seeing that the people behind him were about to catch up, he quickly accelerated and headed towards
The box rushed over. When he landed on the high platform, he couldn't wait to reach out and lift the box. However, when the lid of the box was opened, the ghost Rakshasa appeared silently.
Behind him, he stretched out his sharp claws to grab his neck. However, the cultivator was immersed in the excitement of getting the treasure and did not feel the danger at all. When the cultivator was about to get the wooden box,
When he was holding the baby out, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck. Immediately afterwards, a blood arrow spurted out and sprinkled on the wooden box. The ghost Rakshasa laughed twice, then turned to face the group of people.