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Chapter six hundred and seventy-ninth call the spirit

At the same time, somewhere in the fourteenth floor, there was a blood-red lake in the center.

The area of ​​the lake is not small, covering twenty to thirty acres. The water in the lake is blood red, like thick blood, but there is no bloody smell.

In the middle of the lake, stands a huge altar that is twenty to thirty feet in size, and is made entirely of bone-white stones.

This white stone seems to be made of bones, with a dark air lingering on the surface, giving off a cold aura.

There are eight extremely thick skeletal pillars standing around the altar. They are the corpses of unknown creatures. Countless twisted runes are painted and engraved on them. They are extremely weird, like little people with twisted bodies and struggling in pain.

In the center, a ball of green flame about ten feet in size burned silently.

Surrounding the blood-colored lake were densely packed undead creatures, numbering hundreds to thousands. Judging from the aura emitted, nearly half of them clearly had heavenly cultivation, and their eyes were flashing with silver soul fire.

Above the altar, a space door several feet in size quietly emitted white light.

Several gloomy rays of light flew from a distance and landed quietly near the blood-colored lake, where several figures appeared.

They are the top disciples of Kanshui Temple, Zhenlei Temple, and Qantian Temple. Shui Fengyue, Wanhu Cong, and Mo Jinghui are the three of them.

Behind each person, there were two or three disciples who were also in the late stages of Heavenly Rank.

Several people looked at the altar in the center of the lake and the space passage above, their eyes flickering.

Shui Fengyue holds a white disk, which emits a faint light.

Countless runes were burned into the disk, and in the center was a pointer, trembling slightly, pointing to the space passage above the lake.

"Junior Sister Shui's spy needle is really mysterious. Brother Wan and I almost searched the fourteenth level of space and found no space passage. Junior Sister Shui found it easily." Mo Qinghui looked at Shui Fengyue.

He glanced at the white disc in his hand and said.

"Senior Brother Mo, thank you very much. Little sister's little tricks are not as good as Senior Brother Mo's magical ability to search the sky. I am afraid that no movement within ten thousand miles can escape Brother Mo's eyes." Shui Fengyue said with a faint smile.

"Okay, you two don't need to talk about this. The three of us have searched the entire space. It seems that this fourteenth floor of space is somewhat special. There is only this one space passage." Wan Hucong said.

"This is not just right, but it saves a lot of trouble. It is already the eleventh day, and the time is almost here." Shui Fengyue said.

"Junior Sister Shui, have all the disciples of our Three Views been properly placed?" Mo Qinghui asked.

"Senior Brother Mo, don't worry, I have set up the Forbidden Water Spell Formation for them. I believe that Senior Brother Mo has already heard of the hidden magical power of this formation. Even if the two senior brothers go there in person, they may not be able to discover it.

, these undead phantom beasts have little intelligence, so naturally they are foolproof." Shui Fengyue said.

"That's good." Mo Qinghui nodded and said.

"Stop talking so much, let's get started." Wan Hucong said impatiently.

Mo Qinghui nodded, muttering something in his mouth, a gray light flashed in front of him, and a gray horn appeared.

The horn seems to be made of some kind of special bone, with several circles of black runes engraved on it.

Mo Qinghui threw the horn, then raised one hand, and several spells disappeared into it in a flash.

The black runes on the surface of the gray horn suddenly brightened up, rising to a size of about ten feet in the face of the storm, and sent out circles of silent fluctuations, spreading in all directions.

As soon as the waves dispersed, the bodies of the undead phantom beasts in the bloody lake trembled, and they all looked over, their soul fire beating violently in their eyes, as if they were extremely excited.

After a commotion, these undead phantom beasts all rushed towards the direction of several people.

"I'm going to stop these phantom beasts and buy some time. You hurry up." Wan Hucong said, and he led two of his men to fly to the side of the bloody lake.

Purple light radiated from his body, and purple arcs roamed throughout his body.

Wan Hucong gave a low shout and grasped it with both hands. A flash of lightning flashed in his hand, and there was a large purple flag. The lightning flashed on it and the auspicious energy was steaming. It was obviously an extremely powerful magic weapon.

A golden tiger is carved on one side of the purple flag, and a silver dragon is carved on the other side.

Wan Hu waved a big flag, rang out a mantra from his mouth, and the three colors of gold, silver, and purple light lit up at the same time, complementing each other and illuminating an area of ​​100 feet in radius.

At this moment, many undead phantom beasts in the lake had already pounced on those nearby.

Wan Hu muttered something from his mouth, and the purple flag roared and swelled in the wind, suddenly becoming hundreds of times larger, turning into a huge barrier, blocking the front of countless undead phantom beasts, and almost blocking half of the lake.

The undead phantom beasts in the lake were furious, each one's body shone brightly, and countless attacks hit the flag hard.

The purple flag suddenly trembled, but purple, gold and silver arcs appeared on it, which just restrained the attacks of the undead creatures, and it seemed to be fine for a while.

Wan Hu muttered something from his mouth, placed his hands tightly on the big flag, and poured in the true energy from his body, and he still didn't seem to show signs of decline.

The two people behind him shouted low and put their palms on his back. The three people's energy connected together, and the light of the purple flag suddenly became more dazzling.

The three of them actually stopped hundreds of undead phantom beasts in this way, half of which were celestial phantom beasts.

Near the lake, Mo Qinghui and Shui Fengyue saw this scene, nodded and withdrew their gaze.

The two people behind Mo Qinghui began to mutter something, waving their hands, and streaks of gray light flew out from the palms and fell on the ground nearby, carving out runes one by one.

Shui Fengyue and the two female disciples behind him waved and took out nearly a hundred gray formation flags. These formation flags immediately flew out and landed among the gray light runes one by one, blending into the ground.

Several people joined forces and quickly set up a huge formation. Countless gray rays of light emitted from the formation, forming gray beams of light. They gathered together to form an extremely thick gray beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

Shui Fengyue's eyes flickered at this moment, and he flew back, but Mo Qinghui stood in the center of the formation, and once again shot out a series of spells in his hand, which disappeared into the gray horn in mid-air.

After a moment, there was a flash of light behind him, and a humanoid figure wrapped in thunder and lightning appeared. He put the horn to his mouth and blew it away hard.

Immediately, circles of stronger invisible sound waves spread out, and the gray magic circle immediately flickered and jumped. There was a faint feeling of cooperation with the gray horn, which instantly amplified the invisible sound waves emitted by the horn an unknown number of times, and moved towards it.

Spreading around.

In an instant, all the undead phantom beasts in the entire fourteenth level of space showed excitement in their eyes.

The ground cracked open, and tall figures emerged from the ground. They were zombies, with green hair on their bodies, viscous liquid flowing out of their mouths, and canine teeth crossed in their mouths. It was very scary and disgusting.

There was a sound of flapping wings in mid-air, and huge corpse birds flew over.

There were many other weird undead creatures, emerging from everywhere and converging towards the bloody lake.

"Okay, that's almost enough, let's go quickly!" Shui Fengyue's eyes flashed with blue light, she looked around, and suddenly shouted.

After hearing this, Mo Qinghui flew out of the gray magic circle, put away the gray horn with his hands, and flew to stand next to Shui Fengyue.

Wan Hu waved his hand and fired a magic spell. The purple flag flashed with light, instantly changed to its original size and flew back to his hand.

His figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared beside Shui Fengyue and Mo Qinghui with two of his men.

Shui Fengyue waved one hand, and a large blue light emerged, covering everyone around him.

The blue light radiated loudly and then slowly dissipated. Shui Fengyue and others had disappeared without a trace.

The undead phantom beasts that rushed towards them were a little dazed for a moment. They searched around blankly for a while, but found nothing. They roared several times in the air and gathered near the gray magic circle.

Although Mo Jinghui and others disappeared, the gray magic circle did not dissipate with it. It was still operating. A huge gray light pillar rose into the sky and shot straight into the sky. It was clearly visible hundreds of miles away.

At this moment, in a black wilderness on the fourteenth floor, the Lihuo audience no longer dispersed to explore, but gathered together and flew forward.

Very far ahead, you can vaguely see flickering gray lights.

Among the crowd, Shi Mu looked at the gray light ahead and frowned slightly.

The gray light in front of them suddenly appeared not long ago. Lihuo Guan and his party have been searching for a space passage in this space for a long time without any success.

After Wen Hua and others discussed it, they decided to go there to explore, but Shi Mu always felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Yanluo, I always feel something is wrong." He glanced at Yanluo beside him and said in his mind.

"Yes, someone has just set up a spirit summoning formation in front." Yanluo replied.

"Spirit Summoning Formation?" Shi Mu was startled.

"This kind of magic circle is only effective against undead creatures, you cannot feel it, but it will have a fatal attraction to undead creatures. Undead phantom beasts are the same as real undead creatures, so they will naturally be affected by it.

"Yanluo explained.

"What?" Shi Mu was shocked when he heard this.

At the same time, in another place on the fourteenth level of space, a group of Genshan Temple disciples flew through the air.

The young Taoist nun flying at the front was none other than Kong Youyue.

The direction that the group of people headed was also the place with gray light.

"Senior Sister Kong, I don't know what the gray light in front of us is. It may be a trap from other observers. Do we really want to rush past like this?" asked the short-haired young man holding a black short stick next to him.

"Well, I have a hunch that the space passage is there." Kong Youyue said.

"I understand." The short-haired young man nodded.

At the same time, other teams in other places on the fourteenth floor also noticed the existence of gray light pillars.

They were also anxious before because they could not find the space passage. Now, under the leadership of the leader, they also headed there.

However, among these people, there are no people from Qian Tian Guan, Zhen Lei Guan and Kan Shui Guan.


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