The sky shook and the earth shook, Yin energy overflowed, and evil spirits danced around. The entire protective formation seemed to be boiling, the spiritual energy was scattered, and the runes flickered.
"Something? What else is there?" Shang Shaoyang looked ugly.
Po Qianjun endured the pain, and the spiritual talisman turned into light to seal the broken arm, and murmured: "Is it possible... that the Gu family has sealed the evil thing here?"
I really don’t know about this Bai Mengjin. In her previous life, she lived in the Gu Family Courtyard and never encountered anything like this. Why are so many unexpected situations happening in this life?
"Ey-"
"Woooooooo..."
"Hey hey hey..."
All kinds of strange and sharp sounds sounded again, the dark wind gusted, the clouds rolled, and the roaring wind formed a low rumble that almost broke the eardrums.
The eternal night sky in Huangquan is covered by thick clouds. The surrounding ghosts rush over like moths to the fire and dance wildly in the clouds.
All kinds of visions represent the unknown.
"Look!" Shang Shaoyang shouted, "What is that?!"
Everyone stared at it.
Amidst the dense cries of ghosts, a huge black silhouette slowly appeared from the ground.
It is pitch black, looks like a human but not human, is as tall as a tower, is covered with spikes, and is covered in thick hard armor. If you look closely, it is actually made of condensed Yin Qi!
Bai Mengjin's heart sank, what kind of evil thing is this?
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, the cries of ghosts gradually stopped, and the ghosts that were dancing violently just now lay down, shivering. A powerful pressure enveloped them, bringing an extremely dangerous atmosphere.
"Pfft!" Po Qianjun had just suffered a heavy injury and couldn't hold himself steady for a moment, so he actually vomited a mouthful of blood.
The fear on Shang Shaoyang's face became more and more intense: "With such a strong Yin Qi, could it be...the Ghost King?!"
"I'm afraid so." Po Qianjun wiped the blood from his mouth, "Look, it condenses thousands of yin energy and attracts evil spirits to surrender. Only the ghost king has such power."
"Ghost King..." Ling Bufei looked up and saw the foreign object standing under the night sky, tall and strong, unfathomable.
The thick Yin Qi condensed into armor, and its face was like a mask. The eyes were flashing with thick blood. Just one glance was enough to make people feel dizzy!
"Don't look!" Bai Mengjin shouted, "Its gaze can attack the soul!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Bufei felt a stinging pain, as if his head had been stabbed hard by a needle. Then he discovered that his mind had been burned like this!
The expressions of Po Qianjun and Shang Shaoyang changed greatly. The soul of the cultivator transforming into gods is so powerful, this thing is too evil!
"No, he noticed us!" Shang Shaoyang's expression changed.
Over there, the Ghost King looked over.
The next moment, the Yin Qi all over his body roared.
The Ghost King didn't do anything, just glanced at it, and the Yin Qi moved according to his heart, condensing sharp roots and covering the sky and the earth. The speed was so fast that it caused a sharp roar.
In an emergency, Ling Bufei raised his arm and pointed a finger, the sword light split into layers, he quickly spread out his sword array and attacked.
Shang Shaoyang also flashed golden light at the same time, giving full support.
The two god-transformation monks used all their strength to attack, and the Yin Qi thorn was blocked. The sword Qi and Yin Qi dissolved each other at the point of contact.
Po Qianjun endured the pain of breaking his arm and threw out a thin gold page.
The golden page grew long when exposed to the wind, and quickly transformed into empty handprints, covering them.
But they only lasted a few breaths before the power counterattacked. The handprints and golden light were infected by the Yin Qi and dissipated little by little.
At the critical moment, the yin-yang umbrella flew high into the sky, and the umbrella surface quickly rotated, causing the surrounding yin energy to rotate and surge towards the umbrella surface.
The Yin Qi was the source of the Ghost King's attack, and the three of them felt relieved after it was taken away.
Ling Bufei immediately charged forward with his sword energy and strangled all the thorns of Yin energy.
Shang Shaoyang took a long breath: "It's so dangerous."
Po Qianjun was confused: "Where did this ghost king come from? Does the Immortal Alliance have any records?"
Ling Bufei was stuck for a moment: "Uh..."
So Shang Shaoyang and Po Qianjun both turned their attention to Bai Mengjin.
The Immortal Alliance has kept records of this dangerous evil thing. This ghost king is enough to mark it as extremely dangerous, but they had never heard of it before.
So, did the Gu family fail to report it? What was the purpose of sealing this ghost king in another courtyard? Especially here there is a large protective formation built with the family's efforts.
"I don't know." Bai Mengjin replied, "My mother didn't tell me about this. I think she doesn't know."
Shang Shaoyang nodded: "Ling Ci was too young back then and her cultivation was low. I'm afraid it would be inconvenient to tell her many things."
As the four of them talked, they swept away the Yin Qi around them and gradually approached the Ghost King.
The Ghost King was sucked away a lot of yin energy, and was no longer as strong as before. While being restrained by the yin and yang umbrella, Ling Bufei chopped off several foreign limbs. The feeling of suffocation made his anger continue to grow, and finally he let out a sharp scream.
cry.
The cry was extremely harsh, high-pitched and sharp, as if thousands of whistles were blowing in unison, making people feel irritable and angry, causing their breath to freeze.
Shang Shaoyang felt a pain in his chest and realized something was wrong. He immediately took out the elixir and threw it into his mouth. A warm current entered his belly, and his stagnant breath began to flow again.
He let out a sigh of relief. He knew that this trip was dangerous before he came, and he collected a lot of rare elixirs through his auction house, which finally came in handy.
"Master Ling, come on!" Shang Shaoyang shouted.
Ling Bufei rolled up his sword energy, put the medicine bottle in his hand, took one and threw it to Po Qianjun nearby.
The reason why he didn't throw it to Bai Mengjin immediately was because he knew that his jade-hardened body was immune to all poisons and was more resistant to such negative attacks than ordinary people.
Even so, he still felt a little bit uneasy, so he turned around to look.
This was a big surprise.
"Meng Jin!"
The yin-yang umbrella is hanging in the air and spinning rapidly. The yin energy rushes in and rushes into the yin side.
Yes, it is indeed rushing. The Yin Qi is like a rapid river, many and fierce, escaping from the Ghost King and flowing over.
The yin-yang umbrella rotates faster and faster, but the yin energy around it becomes more and more surrounding.
"No, the Ghost King is doing the opposite!" Shang Shaoyang said hastily.
He is worthy of being the King of Ghosts, his intelligence is no different from that of humans. Seeing his Yin Qi being sucked away by Bai Mengjin, he simply turned around and burst her.
Hearing a sharp scream, it raised its hand to grab it, and the nearest ghost flew over automatically. Then the ghost screamed and was crushed to pieces by it, turning into balls of yin energy and pouring into the yin-yang umbrella along the river.
The Yin Yang Umbrella speeds up, and the Ghost King also speeds up its movements. More and more ghosts are attracted by it, faster and faster, and the Yin Qi becomes more and more dense, turning into liquid, truly becoming a river, and then turning into a lake.
——Finally reached that critical point.
"Boom!" With a muffled sound, the yin-yang umbrella escaped from control and flew out.
Bai Mengjin's energy and blood surged, and his meridians filled with Yin energy were severely injured, and he fell down.
"Mengjin!" Ling Bufei flew away and caught her in time.
"Fairy Bai!" Shang Shaoyang and Po Qianjun also changed their expressions.
The ghost king who succeeded in his plan let out a sharp roar, as if he was mocking. Immediately, the yin energy released by the yin-yang umbrella was absorbed back by it, and the severed alien limbs grew back again.
It's over, the fight was in vain.
Bai Mengjin grabbed Ling Bufei's arm, barely held himself up, and said weakly: "Go to the center of the array."