When the zombie opened its mouth, a ball of extremely smelly mucus sprayed towards the side of Tang Tian's face.
There was a flash of light in Tang Tian's hand, and a long red stick about the thickness of two fingers and half as tall as a man was sacrificed by him.
There were blood-red runes flashing on the long red stick. As soon as it was pulled out, a series of "sizzling" sounds burst out from the surrounding cold airflow.
Immediately, some strange dark green liquid dripped to the ground, making Li Yan and the others who were following him feel that the coldness around them was greatly reduced, and their bodies felt a lot more comfortable.
The long red stick transformed into a spirit body that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, a python but not a python, with a head like a cat's face. As the body twisted, sparks shot out in all directions, like brilliant fireworks.
The soul with a cat-like face saw the green-haired zombie opposite at a glance, and its face showed a look of joy like a human being. .??.
Ignoring the thick, smelly mucus that had reached his forehead, his long body continued to surge forward like a wave, and in an instant the mass of mucus was caught in it.
A cloud of gray smoke rose up with a "chi" sound and spread out in the air.
But this strange spirit body with a head like a cat and a body like a python continued to be castrated, and the next moment it choked the green-haired zombie that was a little clumsy and was rushing towards it with all its strength.
As the green-haired zombie roared, "chichichichi..." the sound continued, and large amounts of smoke rose up from the zombie's body, getting thicker and thicker.
The body of the green-haired zombie is as strong as stainless steel, and it is so powerful that it can break monuments and rubble. In pain, its thick arms grabbed the body of the python.
Then he shouted loudly and tore it apart with force, and the cat's face immediately showed a look of pain.
But its body was only stretched and thinned by a few feet, and it was still tightly wrapped around the green-haired zombie.
Tian Denghu, who was standing at the back, forgot about his surroundings for a moment, opened his mouth wide, and looked at the battle ahead.
The green-haired zombie has reached the ninth level of the Qi Condensation stage. If he had been the first to face it, he would probably be corroded by the opponent's mouthful of mucus and his bones would be gone.
Before he could continue to watch, Wu Yizhen came from beside her and warned, "Two junior brothers, be careful!" As she spoke, she had already taken action.
Although she was blocked behind by Tang Tian, there was a baby with a red bellyband on her side, and he rushed towards her with a greedy look on his face. At the same time, he made a harsh baby cry sound from his mouth, which shocked everyone.
Feeling dizzy.
Tian Denghu was startled when he heard Wu Yizhen's reminder. At the same time, he felt an evil wind above his head, and in his consciousness, he saw a mourning stick wrapped in white cloth hitting his door.
An old man's face full of resentment appeared on the mourning stick. He opened his mouth and said something sternly to Tian Denghu, which made Tian Denghu turn pale.
As for Li Yan, who was the last to enter, his spiritual consciousness just swept away and took everything in the tomb into his mind.
The place they entered was a corner of the tomb. As far as they could see, they were all in a wide tomb. r> In a corner about two hundred feet away from him, a passage appeared in his consciousness, where ghosts were pouring out one after another, and they pounced out with teeth and claws.
At this time, at least fifty or sixty underworld ghosts appeared in the tomb, fighting with six or seven battle groups.
Fang Guangjun, who was the first to enter, was surrounded by more than a dozen ghosts alone. Although he was already a foundation-builder, the ghosts were all fierce and not afraid of life and death. They attacked with howling winds.
Fang Guangjun looked embarrassed for a moment. In a few breaths, although he killed several close ghosts, he could not escape immediately.
The people of the Feng family were also fighting against one ghost after another, using magic spells and making constant explosions.
Now they can no longer hold back and try to seal these ghosts, they can only hope to beat them to pieces as soon as possible, otherwise, they will die.
As soon as Li Yan and his team entered, six ghosts were attracted to them and surrounded them, surrounding several people in the middle.
Fortunately, only two of the ghosts that came here were high-level Qi Condensation ghosts, and the remaining four were still at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Condensation, but they were obviously much higher level than the ghosts outside the tomb.
Li Yan glanced at Tang Tian for a day. His long red stick was a spiritual treasure made from fire-based materials. It turned into a monster and strangled a green-haired zombie.
At this time, Wu Yizhen also brought out a white jade bottle, and streams of light white mist were sprayed from the mouth of the bottle that refreshed the mind and body.
As the mist sprayed out, the surrounding ghosts screamed and fled away, not daring to touch them.
"After all, he is a disciple of the Fallen Star Valley. As expected, the things he carries are either rich in yang energy or treasures full of vitality. These are the nemesis of ghosts in the Yin Division."
Li Yan could tell at a glance that the iron rod in Tang Tian's hand was a fire-based spiritual treasure from Zhiyang, while the jade purifying bottle offered by Wu Yizhen was a wood-based spiritual treasure full of vitality.
These two people were able to acquire two spiritual treasures at once, which was considered to be quite a fortune. In Li Yan's opinion, this was rare among Qi Condensation Stage disciples.
In fact, this is because Li Yan is not deeply familiar with the alchemy and weapon refining sect.
For a sect like this, even if it is a second-level sect, the net worth of its disciples is often very different from that of an ordinary first-rate sect.
Alchemy and weapon refining are two of the most profitable skills among all the arts of cultivating immortals. How can any monk be without elixirs, spiritual weapons, and magic weapons?
For example, Tang Tian can already make alchemy, even if it is an ordinary first-grade elixir, it can give him a lot of extra income every month.
With these two spiritual treasures to restrain ghosts and ghosts, Li Yan saw that the surrounding ghosts could not cause much harm to Tang Tian and the others.
Just when Li Yan was thinking about it, he telegraphed it
Suddenly, two ghosts also pounced on him.
He didn't know whether Tang Tian did it on purpose or was busy dealing with the highest-level ghost. He actually dodged the other ghosts that attacked him, and two ghosts appeared behind him in an instant.
All this happened very quickly, and Tian Denghu, who was standing in front of Li Yan, suddenly had a trace of fear in his eyes.
He himself was beaten by the mourning stick and was hiding in Tibet. When he saw two more ghosts attacking him and Zhang Ming, he hesitated for a moment, a diagonal stab came out of his body, and he had already jumped to the left side of Tang Tian in front.
For a moment, Li Yan was left alone and was attacked by two ghosts.
At the same time, there was a big gap behind Tang Tian and the others. Tang Tian and Wu Yizhen had exposed their backs to the attack range of the three ghosts.
"madness!"
A sharp look flashed in Tang Tian's eyes, and he immediately wanted to kick Tian Denghu back with a kick.
Although he deliberately wanted to test Zhang Ming just now, he also thought that with Tian Denghu and Tian Denghu defending the rear, at least nothing would happen immediately when facing three ghosts, so he released one more ghost.
past. ??
He wanted to take the opportunity to see how Zhang Ming dealt with it and see clearly Zhang Ming's true cultivation level. Even if Zhang Ming was not strong enough, the two of them would not die in one encounter against three ghosts.
Unexpectedly, Tian Denghu was so helpless that when he saw that there was an extra ghost, he immediately hid next to him, which instantly opened a big hole in their defense circle.
"What an idiot, he actually forced himself to follow me. Who said fighting has to be one-on-one!"
Tang Tian had the intention of killing Tian Denghu all at once. With such a character, no matter how much he cultivated, he would never be able to achieve anything.
Zhang Ming, who was left at the end, saw two ghosts approaching. He seemed to be frightened for a moment, but then there was a long wooden sword in his hand.
In a hurry, his body turned to one side, and with a "ding" sound, the sword in his hand had grown several points larger.
In the flash of red light, the long wooden sword collided with the waving one-arm of a zombie with only half a body left.
At the same time, one side of Zhang Ming's body was dwarfed, and he also jumped under another big foot that was floating.
The floating big feet were on a bare thigh. It had no body, just a thick long leg that came quickly out of thin air.
The thighs were covered with thick and long black hairs, each hair was as thick as a little finger, and near the inner thigh, a white eye was glaring at Zhang Ming fiercely.
"He is quite agile, has he practiced martial arts among mortals?"
Tang Tian saw Zhang Ming and reacted so quickly. In the middle of a fight with a ghost, he used his quick movement to dodge the combined attack of another ghost. Some surprises.
At the same time, Tang Tian's aura surged, forcing Tian Denghu, who was approaching, to stop, and then stepped back.
"Do you want to die? If you come near me again with a ghost, I will kill you!"
Tang Tian turned around and glanced at Tian Denghu coldly, but with a swipe of his hand, a talisman floated towards the big foot that was kicking towards him like lightning.
Only then did Tian Denghu react. Just now, he was subconsciously afraid of the scene where several ghosts were coming towards him, so he avoided it for a moment.
Unexpectedly, his move showed cowardice in the eyes of others. On the other hand, Zhang Ming, whose cultivation level was not as good as his, actually fought with the ghost in an instant without any sign of retreating.
This made Tian Denghu react, and his face suddenly turned purple. With a muffled sound, Tian Denghu rubbed his hands together, and hit a ball of blazing fire towards the mourning stick that followed.
The bitter old man on the mourning stick also made a sound of "hoohoho", and opened his mouth and a cold wind also blew towards Tian Denghu. Tian Denghu felt that his soul wanted to leave the body when the cold wind hit...
Twenty breaths later, all the ghosts in the tomb within the sight of Tang Tian and others were scattered and fled, leaving only a green liquid of terrifying ghost limbs.
Under the action of Youfang Guangjun, the foundation-building monk, about 60% to 70% of the nearly a hundred ghosts that poured out of the passage were killed, and the remaining ghosts fled back into the passage again.
The ghosts that escaped back were obviously much more intelligent. They already knew what fear was, so naturally they were all ghosts with higher cultivation levels.
In the battle just now, Li Yan barely managed to kill a ghost. His body was soaked with sweat, and he looked like he was out of power.
Tian Denghu's face turned blue, and his steps were a little shaky when he moved. Just now, with all his strength, he finally killed the two-headed ghost.
It's just that due to his previous timidity, the mourning stick took advantage of him and accidentally inhaled some ghost energy. Although he had swallowed the pill, his soul was still somewhat corroded.
Now his whole body is in an extremely bad state, but his momentum has returned, and the look he looks at Zhang Ming is once again filled with arrogance.
As for the Feng family, there have been deaths. One person died and three were seriously injured. This was despite Fang Guangjun's full force.
The main reason is that in the wave of attacks just now, a total of seven ghosts in the Qi Condensation Stage appeared before and after, and the attack directions were scattered.
Fang Guangjun was unable to escape immediately. The ghosts had a huge advantage in numbers. Even if the Feng family disciples resisted desperately, casualties occurred within a few breaths.
Looking at the bitten corpse of a disciple of the Feng family dripping with blood and covered with colorful flowers on the ground, several female cultivators, including Wu Yizhen, had a look of fear in their eyes.
Several Feng family disciples looked at the passage in the corner with sad and angry faces.