What Chen Xuan is about to arrive is the Juyin Pool, which is located at the outermost and has the lowest danger.
At this moment, many disciples of each sect have followed the map and rushed to this yin pool.
"Strange, why didn't the nearby ghosts attack that kid?" Feng Shi followed and found something was wrong.
They carefully restrained their breath and were attacked by several lonely ghosts. Chen Xuan went all the way to Juyin Pool, but no low-level ghosts attacked him.
Zou Ran also felt incredible: "Does these ghosts look down on Chen Xuan's essence, blood and vitality?"
Feng Shi felt that this reason was far-fetched, but he didn't have time to think about it carefully. The ghost he faced with now made him a little busy.
And this ghost is only equivalent to a small-scale monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
In fact, they didn't know that the third-level magic weapon on Chen Xuan was filled with purple smoke and warm jade, which had the miraculous effect of restraining low-level ghosts.
Ordinary ghosts at the foundation-building stage level dare not approach Chen Xuan easily.
In order to rush to the road, Chen Xuan injected mana into the Nuan Jade, making low-level ghosts dare not approach, and this action would consume mana.
After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, Chen Xuan saw a pool surrounded by black stones appearing in front of him. The pool area is about 1,000 square meters, and dozens of strange-shaped dead trees are growing around him. On the dead branches are crows with blood-red eyes.
When Chen Xuan saw the "Ghost Crow", he knew that the Yin-gathering Pool of Yanhun Moying Sect had arrived.
He did not walk up to the edge of the pond at the first time because there were a few breaths lying around him. It was obvious that these dormant monks used breath-catching magic.
Chen Xuan did not plan to detour. Although he chose to go straight to the core of the site, he would not miss any opportunities he encountered on the road.
For example, since Chen Xuan met the Yinming Pearl in the Juyin Pool, he must compete with the disciples of other sects.
"This idiot from Qingyang Sect doesn't hide his breath at all, aren't you afraid of attracting ghosts? And it seems that you're about to encounter the trap we set up." Under the rotten ground outside Juyin Pool, two disciples of a Zhongliu Sect were hidden.
The two of them used the earth escape technique to ambush cultivators from other sects here.
"Hehe, that kid triggers our trap. He only needs a little blood to attract all the ghosts in this Yin-Comeing Pool, so that we don't have to commit murder with our own hands." Another disciple laughed softly.
Every 3,600-year-old great disaster in heaven and earth is specifically targeted at high-level monks with extremely serious crimes. This is common sense in the mountains and sea realms.
Therefore, except for some cruel and ferocious monks who ignore the heavenly tribulation and only want to enjoy it for a while, most monks try to avoid unnecessary killing from the beginning.
Zou Ran and Feng Shi made Chen Xuan a scapegoat, and these two monks hiding underground wanted Chen Xuan to attract the ghosts of the Yin Pond, all considering the great catastrophe of heaven and earth.
Chen Xuan didn't know that there were two monks hidden under the ground about five feet to the left.
Moreover, he turned on his perspective divine eyes and saw clearly the dark red silk threads blocking the road ahead.
Chen Xuan walked to these threads and suddenly stopped. The two monks hiding underground were very anxious to see.
Why haven't you stepped on it?
The next moment, Chen Xuan looked at the hidden positions of the two, and a curve of smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The two monks were shocked.
Was it seen?
Suddenly, the two of them felt a chill behind their backs, and it seemed that a sensational wind blew into the underground where they were.
This was originally impossible, so it seemed extremely strange.
From Chen Xuan's perspective, he could see a light gray shadow drilling into the ground and quickly invade the bodies of the two monks.
"ah!"
The two monks screamed in unison, and their blood and energy were sucked cleanly in an instant, and from then on they became low-level ghosts in the illusion fog thunder sap.
The mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole was behind. The two monks never expected that when they were staring at Chen Xuan, a ghost was quietly approaching them.
Chen Xuan shook his head slightly, and then he scanned the entire Gaiyin Pool. Almost all the disciples of the sects hidden around him were discovered by ghosts and soon fought into a group.
"Chen Xuan, help us quickly!"
Zou Ran's voice came from behind.
Zou Ran and Feng Shi followed Juyin Pool all the way, and the ghosts they encountered became more and more powerful. Now they were being beaten very embarrassed by several green-haired "zombies" with sharp teeth and claws, and they had to lower their faces and ask Chen Xuan for help.
Chen Xuan himself also attacked a physical ghost that emerged from the soil and emitted a strong corpse odor. This ghost did not invade the human body and absorb blood and energy like other ghosts, but instead attacked Chen Xuan with his powerful strength.
Although it is the outermost Yin-Catching Pool, among the ghosts that appear here, there are actually those that are equivalent to the perfect level of the foundation-building stage, such as the one that Chen Xuan faces.
Fortunately, Chen Xuan was a complete martial arts practitioner in the Foundation Establishment Stage and practiced the "Liuhe Rift Gang Jin", which could burst out with three times stronger than that of the ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator. He fought against this extremely powerful ghost and immediately gained the upper hand. The explosion of the Gang Jin shocked the ghost to the point where the body became even more rotten.
However, this ghost has been practicing in the Phantom Thunder Sect for seven hundred years and can also absorb the Nine Nether ghost energy in the Gathering Yin Pool. Therefore, with the explosion of Chen Xuan's powerful energy, he can withstand it.
Chen Xuan calmly punched, focusing on the most rotten parts of the ghost's body. The turbulent force rushed through and finally shattered the ghost into a pool of rotten meat.
This ghost has no intelligence and has practiced for hundreds of years but only strengthened its strength. There is no other means of attack. Chen Xuan spent a little time to kill it easily.
Looking at the other side, Zou Ran and Feng Shi are on the verge of death. Even Feng Shi, who has always looked down on Chen Xuan, gave up his dignity and asked Chen Xuan for help: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I'm thinking about getting to know each other, please help us!"
However, Chen Xuan just glanced at them and walked towards the edge of Juyin Pool.
Feng Shi's eyes were full of resentment, and he was about to be killed by a ghost. At this moment, several disciples came from their sect and joined forces to kill several ghosts.
"Chen Xuan, don't help me if you die, wait!" Feng Shi shouted at Chen Xuan's back.
Zou Ran also showed resentment towards Chen Xuan.
If he just didn't want to deal with Chen Xuan again before, now he would want to kill Chen Xuan.
As soon as Chen Xuan stood on the edge of Juyin Pool, he saw several disciples wearing black clothes walking on the other side. One of the women was very beautiful, mature and charming. Although they were conservative, their convex and convex body still attracted endless imagination.
Seeing this top beauty, Chen Xuan was stunned.
I heard a male monk who came with this stunning beauty say with a little flattering words: "Sister Chu, there are powerful ghosts hidden in this Yin Pool. Don't get too close to you first, let your senior brother protect you."
After saying that, the male cultivator looked at the disciples of various sects who were fighting with ghosts around him, and shouted very domineeringly: "This Yin-Come Pool is from our Baimiao Temple, get out of here!"