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Chapter 680 Riot

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Somewhere in a stretching mountain range running east to west, Li Huoguan and his group of more than thirty people were walking forward under the leadership of Wen Hua.

According to the previous arrangement, every three people formed a small team and looked at each other from head to tail.

Shi Mu, Yan Luo and Ximen Xue formed a team and were at the end of the team.

In the distance, the gray light pillar rising into the sky can be clearly heard. With his ability to sense space fluctuations, he can already feel that the location of the gray light pillar should be the space passage leading to the upper level.

Wen Hua and others also verified their previous guesses through other means. At this moment, most people's faces were full of excitement.

However, the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Spirit Summoning Formation..." He glanced at Yan Luo not far away, his eyes flickering a few times.

Since seeing the gray beam of light before, the number of undead phantom beasts the group encountered on the way began to increase.

At first, most of them were small teams, so they were easily killed by everyone.

However, as everyone got closer to the gray beam of light, the frequency and scale of the undead phantom beasts they encountered began to increase, and he had the illusion that those phantom beasts seemed to be rushing towards the gray beam of light.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a roar in his ears, followed by a sudden shaking of the ground.

"It's a fantasy beast, everyone, be careful!"

As Wen Hua's voice sounded, the surrounding mountains trembled violently, and cracks opened. Densely packed undead phantom beasts emerged from them, and roared towards everyone.

There are skeletons, zombies, and many bone beasts among them.

Not only that, there was a strange sound in the surrounding sky, and a large group of bone bird-like undead phantom beasts rushed over, numbering nearly a hundred.

"The situation is not right, how come so many undead phantom beasts suddenly appear!"

"We are surrounded!"

The audience at Lihuo was immediately shocked, and they all offered their spiritual weapons and magic weapons.

"Senior Brother Wen, I always feel that something is wrong during this trip. Why don't we go back the same way and find a place to hide for a while." Yang De said.

"It's too late! Deal with the situation at hand first!" Wen Hua shouted loudly.

Following his order, more than a dozen teams immediately divided into two parts. One part began to form a defensive thunder array, and the other part began to kill the phantom beasts!

Shi Mu's team joined the latter, and together with Yan Luo and Ximen Xue, they began to kill the spiritual beasts.

While urging the Thunder-Breaking Sword in his hand, he released dazzling bolts of lightning to push back several approaching undead phantom beasts. At the same time, he turned his eyes and looked forward.

At this moment, they were very close to the gray light, and could clearly see the outline of the gray light pillar, and felt a strange aura emanating from it.

He thought for a moment and then sent a message to Yan Luo on the side: "If your guess is correct, then I am afraid that this wave of undead phantom beasts has not been finished killing, and other phantom beasts have already rushed over."

"Are you going to rush directly to the space passage? Don't forget, now you can only use Lihuo Guan's technique." As the purple shark thorns danced in Yanluo's hand, dense purple electric snakes flew out from it, forming a thunder net.

, blocking out the large number of bone birds that swooped down in mid-air.

"It doesn't matter, we have gathered all the phantom beads on this level. All we need to do is find a way to get close to the space channel. Although we can't use our full strength, I understand that these phantom beasts can't hurt me," Shi Mu said.

"What about her?" Yan Luo said, his eyes seemingly casually glancing at Ximen Xue not far away, who was urging the white jade ruler to fight three zombies.

"I..." Shi Mu was slightly startled.

"She can't die. At most, she will be teleported out and not get a place to enter Kunlun. But don't forget the purpose of your trip!" Before Shi Mu could finish speaking, Yan Luo's cold voice sounded in Shi Mu's ears again.

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"Indeed. Under the current circumstances, we really can't care about that much." Shi Mu replied with a flash of his eyes.



At the same time, in the space on the fourteenth floor of Xuan Qiong Tower, in addition to Qiantian Temple, Zhenlei Temple and Kanshui Temple, a team composed of disciples from several other temples also encountered He Lihuo on their way to the Gray Light Pillar.

View the same situation.

In another valley a hundred miles away from Shi Mu and others, a group of Lichen Sect disciples, mainly Kun Di Guan, were being surrounded by hundreds of skeletons, undead phantom beasts, among which there were nearly thirty Celestial Beings.

Undead.

These celestial skeleton undead spirits are armed with bone knives, bone guns and other weapons. Each head of their body is four to five feet tall. Their bones are golden yellow, but their movements are extremely flexible. Their bodies jump vertically and horizontally as light as a swallow.

The Lichen Sect disciples were caught off guard and were surrounded in the middle and locked in a fierce fight. In the blink of an eye, several people were injured.

A disciple of Kun Di Guan shouted loudly and struck the golden skeleton with all his strength. With a click, several bones of the skeleton were broken, but all the attacks of this person were exhausted.

The bone knife in the golden skeleton's hand suddenly swung, turning into a golden sword light and striking the Kun Di Guan disciple. The man was unable to dodge, with a look of despair on his face, and he was about to be hit by the bone knife at the sight.

At the critical moment, a strange-shaped silver sword stretched out from the side. The blade suddenly showed a curved wave shape, like a long silver snake, blocking the golden bone knife.

With a loud "clang" sound, the golden skeleton's body was shaken and flew out.

The silver strange-shaped long sword flashed, and three silver sword lights appeared, gliding across the golden skull.

The extremely hard body of the golden skull was as fragile as tofu under the silver sword light, and was easily cut into several pieces.

A young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes was holding a strange silver sword and his clothes were fluttering, making him look like a fairy.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Shen." The rescued man bowed deeply to the sword-browed young man.

The sword-browed young man is Shen Liang, the great disciple of Kundi Temple. His reputation among the Eight Great Temples is not lower than that of Mo Qinghui or Wen Hua.

"Everyone should not act alone. Form a formation to respond to the enemy. Fight while retreating and walk towards the cave over there." Shen Liang said, pointing with one hand to a cave of more than ten feet in size at the end of the valley.

Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Lichen Sect hurriedly formed a defensive thunder formation, only defending but not attacking. Only Shen Liang and a few other masters kept attacking the skeleton phantom beasts. At the same time, the entire team began to gradually move towards the cave.

But even so, because there were too many undead phantom beasts and everyone's energy was insufficient, they gradually began to be unable to support themselves, and the pressure became increasing.

"No, look in the distance!" A Kun Di Guan disciple looked towards the distance outside the canyon and shouted in a trembling voice.

Everyone looked up and their expressions changed drastically.

Further away, dark clouds emerged, and countless undead phantom beasts emerged, heading towards the canyon from under the sky and underground.

There was a look of despair on everyone's faces.



In a wilderness, a team of more than ten people, all composed of Xunfeng Temple disciples, was surrounded by five huge corpse dragons.

These corpse dragons are extremely huge, with any one reaching seventy or eighty feet in size. The key is that their strength is comparable to those in the middle and late stages of the Celestial Stage.

This group of Xunfeng Temple disciples had just broken through the thirteenth floor and arrived at the fourteenth floor. Before they had time to rest and adjust, they were surrounded by these corpse dragons that suddenly flew to them.

Although the Xunfeng audience immediately formed a defensive formation and fought hard to defend, they could only maintain their undefeated state. They wanted to escape, but they were unable to do so.

At this moment, the ground suddenly trembled, and in the distance, another huge corpse beast ran towards here, and the faces of the Xunfeng audience changed drastically.

For a time, almost all the teams in the entire fourteenth floor space began to be entangled by large undead phantom beasts.

As time went by, people continued to be teleported away from the Xuan Qiong Tower, and the number of disciples on the fourteenth floor became smaller and smaller. In less than half an hour, the number of disciples dropped from nearly three hundred at the beginning to less than two hundred.

And the number of people is still decreasing sharply.



On the high white jade platform outside the Xuan Qiong Tower, the viewers of the Eight Views were looking through the purple mirrors all over the sky to see all the changes that had taken place in the fourteenth level of space.

At this moment, in addition to the masters of the eight temples, the elders of each temple also appeared on the high platform.

The masters and elders of the three temples of Qiantian Temple, Zhenlei Temple and Kanshui Temple naturally had a calm expression on their faces, but the faces of the other five temple owners and elders suddenly changed color, and they all started to look towards those three temples.

"Master Ji Guan, your disciples from Zhenlei Guan, Kanshui Guan, and Qian Tian Guan colluded with each other, and even used the spirit summoning formation to summon the undead phantom beasts inside to deal with the disciples of several of our monasteries. This is a bit too much.

Go ahead!" an elder from Genshan Temple yelled angrily.

"Elder Yin, there is something wrong with what you said. It is true that we Sanguan disciples join forces, and it is also true to summon the undead phantom beasts inside, right? As far as I know, these do not violate the rules of the Xuan Qiong Tower trial.

"Ji Wentian's expression did not change and he said this.

"Yes, and Xuan Qiong Tower is a place of trial, and there will be no real death or fall of disciples. Elder Yin shouldn't be so anxious." Next to Ji Wentian, a tall man with a beard on his face said.

This person's surname is Tong, and he is a powerful elder of the Qiantian Temple. Compared with Ji Wentian, Peng Yue and other temple masters are not far behind in terms of cultivation.

"Humph, I don't have to say anything else, but Elder Tong, the magic weapon used by Mo Qinghui in Guiguan in Xuanqiong Tower to activate the spirit summoning formation should be Guiguan's famous resentful soul horn, right? This magic weapon is too powerful.

, the Holy Lord has listed it as a forbidden treasure. Unless it is a life-and-death situation, it cannot be used easily. You actually gave this treasure to Mo Qinghui. What do you say about this?" Another middle-aged elder from Duize.

said.

"Elder Wu misunderstood. What Mo Qinghui is holding is not the Wraith Horn, but just an imitation of it. How can the real Wraith Horn be controlled by Mo Qinghui, a heavenly disciple?"

Elder Tong and Ji Wentian looked at each other and chuckled.

"This..." Duize's middle-aged elder was startled when he heard this and fell silent.

"Hmph, now that the phantom beasts are rioting on the fourteenth level, you three disciples may not be able to reach the fifteenth level safely, right?" Yun Mengze, the master of Zedui Temple, sneered.

"Master Yun Guanyun is worried. After this battle, they may not need to move up to another level." Ji Wentian said leisurely.

"You..." Yun Mengze hesitated. (To be continued.)

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