"Let's talk about how the Ghost King came out first!" Bai Mengjin took out the magic pill and swallowed it. "The Gu family sealed it here. We didn't notice it in advance. The restriction should be very strong."
Hearing this, Shang Shaoyang looked ashamed: "It's my fault. There was an exquisite mural in that courtyard. I saw that it contained a mystery, so I thought about poaching it. Who knew that if I touched a corner of the seal...
"
Bai Mengjin knew the mural he was talking about. It was the proud work of an ancestor of the Gu family who was good at formations. Some of the formation knowledge involved in it has been lost today. It is not surprising that Shang Shaoyang is interested. However,
The mural was very hidden, and it was not easy for him to find it.
"So, the mural is actually part of the seal..." Bai Mengjin thought thoughtfully, "This ghost king has been sealed for a long time."
As far as she knew, the mural was very old, and the Ghost King was so powerful that the Gu family was probably still in its prime when it was sealed.
——Why did the Gu family do this? They clearly sealed this ghost king secretly behind the Immortal Alliance’s back.
The scene became quiet, and the four of them realized that the Gu family seemed to be hiding unknown secrets.
"Fairy Bai, the solution you mentioned is to repair this formation?" After a while, Po Qianjun was the first to break the silence.
Bai Mengjin replied: "The formation can indeed be repaired, but the formation's eyes are outside, so we're afraid we can't do it."
Shang Shaoyang sighed. The Ghost King inhaled the Yin Qi and his strength skyrocketed. If he went out, he would probably be killed by the Ghost King immediately. There would be no chance of repairing the formation.
"Then what you said is..."
Bai Mengjin remained silent, looking up to the center of the high platform, where a towering stone pillar stood, with unactivated runes hidden in the darkness.
"There is another way." She locked the escaped demonic energy back into her body and said calmly, "Since the formation is difficult to repair, let's not repair it. Use its remaining energy to increase its strength and suppress it forcefully!"
Shang Shaoyang's expression changed slightly: "Fairy Bai, this is too dangerous!"
This method cannot be said to be impossible, but it is indeed a bit crazy. The foundation of this formation is deep, and even if the outer periphery is broken, the remaining energy will be very huge, pouring into the human body, making it difficult to hold on.
Po Qianjun agreed: "Yes, this is still Huangquan, Yin Qi is everywhere, if something goes wrong when absorbing it..."
Halfway through, he was glanced at by Shang Shaoyang and quickly understood.
Bai Mengjin has a jade-hardened body and is not afraid of demonic and yin energy. When he said this, it seemed that this method was tailor-made for her.
So Shang Shaoyang looked at Ling Bufei for help: "Master Ling..."
Ling Bufei thought about it for a moment and said: "This method is not impossible. I have the Demon Suppressing Cauldron with me. If I can absorb all the power of the formation, I will definitely be able to suppress the Ghost King."
After saying that, he took a look at it.
Bai Mengjin was amused by him: "Your method of persuading people is quite special."
Ling Bufei refused to admit it: "Where did I advise you? Didn't I support your decision?"
At this time, the ghost king's sharp roar came from outside. Countless ghosts rushed over and hit the invisible shield. Ripples immediately appeared around them.
Po Qianjun's expression changed: "I'm afraid it won't last long."
As soon as he finished speaking, the huge figure of the Ghost King appeared. It stood on the periphery and looked down, like a giant looking down at an ant.
After discovering the target, the Yin Qi on its body surged, ghost claws appeared in mid-air, and it grabbed hard.
"Crack!" A crack.
The ghosts swarmed up, and the rich Yin Qi clung to the shield, constantly corroding it.
Seeing the ghost claws reappearing, this scratch might break the shield, Ling Bufei jumped up, concentrated his sword energy, and stabilized the shield again.
Shang Shaoyang and Po Qianjun followed closely behind and gave him a helping hand, throwing out magical talismans and magic weapons one after another.
With the combined efforts of the three of them, the shield of the center was barely stable.
The little bug that I thought could be crushed to death with one claw dared to resist. The ghost king was enraged and screamed again. The Yin Qi around him seemed to be boiling, squeezing the shield.
The first one to be knocked back was Po Qianjun. He lost an arm and his strength declined a lot. Later, Shang Shaoyang was also exhausted.
The Ghost King glanced over again, and the whip from the divine soul struck.
Ling Bufei groaned, his mind was hit hard, so he threw out a flowing bead, which turned into golden leaves and attached to the shield, barely blocking the ghost eye.
But this can only be done temporarily. As the spiritual power is consumed, it will become more and more difficult to resist, and it will be a matter of time before the shield is broken.
Unable to hit them for a long time, the Ghost King became anxious, screamed again, and all kinds of strange and strange limbs came out of his body. These limbs were as if they were alive, with faces protruding from them. With a sudden movement, they suddenly appeared.
Break away from the ghost king and turn into little ghosts.
The little ghosts smiled strangely and rushed over in a swarm. When they encountered ghosts on the road, they opened their mouths and swallowed them without any ceremony, turning them into nutrients for themselves.
"Thump, thump, thump!" A dense sound of impact sounded. The imps were much more ferocious than the ghosts, and they opened their mouths to bite the invisible shield.
The rate of corrosion suddenly accelerated, forcing them to pour in more spiritual power.
"Poof!" Po Qianjun was the first to vomit a mouthful of blood. He let go of his hand, and a hole was opened in the protective shield above his head. Several imps suddenly rushed in.
In an emergency, he raised his hand and threw out a glass lamp, and then transformed into a big golden hand to intercept another little ghost that slipped through the net. In such a hurry, he accidentally escaped from the range of the golden leaf protection, and the ghost king's divine soul strike fell immediately.
He received a solid blow, and when he could no longer hold on, he fell from the air.
"Senior Qianjun!" Shang Shaoyang shouted, but was unable to rescue him. On the contrary, because there was no help, he and Ling Bufei were under greater pressure.
Soon, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A series of dull thumping sounds came over. Every time it hit the shield, it vibrated, and even the stone steps of the high platform shook.
Ling Bufei's sword light was no longer so stable, and the sword array was broken repeatedly.
He knew it would be over if this continued, so he gritted his teeth, turned around and shouted: "Meng Jin!"
Bai Mengjin's yin-yang umbrella can directly connect to the protective formation. If it can fully activate Gu's secret method and sustain it for a moment or two, he can free his hands...
At this sight, he was shocked.
Bai Mengjin took advantage of this time to refine the magic pill, got up and went to the center of the high platform.
She has to put into action the method she just mentioned!
"Mengjin!" Ling Bufei shouted urgently, "I can't stop it anymore, come and help me, I..."
Bai Mengjin stopped in front of the stone pillar and looked back at him.
Their eyes met, and she smiled faintly, seeing through his intentions.
He just wanted to trick her into doing it for himself.
"Fairy Bai!" Shang Shaoyang also shouted, his eyes full of worry.
This method is too dangerous!
"White Fairy... cough cough..." Po Qianjun opened his mouth, and the spirit attack came again, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.
The protective shield above his head was crumbling, and ghosts were crying and screaming in his ears. Bai Mengjin didn't hesitate anymore, and the yin-yang umbrella flew up.
With a soft cry, the complex runes on the stone pillars lit up, one after another, and the light shot straight into the sky, illuminating the eternal night sky of Huangquan.