The expressions of Yan Nanshan and Xia Qinglan changed slightly.
Looking at the ghost fires around him, he saw that the ghosts were burning one by one.
Every ghost seems to be enduring great pain.
All the ghosts were covered in flames that were ten feet high, and the flames actually used their lives as fuel.
The terrifying aura surrounded the entire altar, and the ghostly fire was like a fence, surrounding the entire altar.
All gray ghosts that came into contact with the invisible fence were immediately ignited by the ghostly fire.
Each ghost died under this ghost fire and turned into gray-white ashes.
Each ghost only needs ten breaths to be burned out by this ghost fire.
The terrifying sight made Xia Qinglan and Yan Nanshan's scalps tingle.
Those flames can actually directly burn the ghost in the spiritual body.
That situation is really too terrifying.
Lin Feng's scalp felt numb when he saw this situation, and hundreds of gray ghosts around him just collapsed in front of his eyes.
It would be a lie to say that I wasn't afraid, but I remembered that Chen Er once told me that all I had to do was insert the small wooden sword he gave me into the altar.
This altar can be destroyed, but why now the whole altar is just like this ghost fire.
Where are the other changes? Lin Feng looked around and couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Look at the surroundings to see if there are any other changes. There should be other changes in this altar."
Lin Feng said in a deep voice, looking at the stone wall far away from the altar. He remembered that it was at that location that he met the black-robed Taoist.
But the black-robed Taoist did not come to stop them as Chen Er said.
Not long after, Xia Qinglan and Yan Nanshan came back from around the altar.
Yan Nanshan's Ziyun knife glowed with cold light and his face was gloomy. After returning, he said to Lin Feng: "There are no other changes in the altars in the north and west. Except for the ghost fire, there are no other abnormal findings."
Xia Qinglan also returned to Lin Feng at this time and said anxiously: "It's not good, a huge crack appeared on the altars to the south and east, and the crack is still spreading."
Hearing what Xia Qinglan said, Lin Feng's pupils suddenly shrank.
Altar, crack, fragmentation, destruction.
These words popped out of his mind. At this moment, when he looked at the ground under his feet, a slight vibration was coming.
Seeing this scene, he felt a strong bad feeling in his heart. Chen Er was right.
That small wooden sword will destroy the entire altar, but the destruction will not be instantaneous.
Instead, the altar will gradually disintegrate step by step.
There is not much time left for them, Lin Feng
Looking at Yan Nanshan and Xia Qinglan, he said in a deep voice: "The situation is urgent now. Listen to me. The altar is about to be destroyed. We are surrounded by the ghostly fire. If we force our way out, there is no telling what kind of harm we will suffer. Now
I need your energy, and the three of us will build a barrier together to resist the coming destruction."
After hearing what Lin Feng said, Yan Nanshan and Xia Qinglan did not hesitate at all. They quickly took out pills and drank them. Then they used their true energy to build a true energy defense line. The three of them formed a true energy barrier.
The shaking on the altar became more violent, and a crack appeared on the east and south sides of the altar.
The crack seemed to tear the entire altar apart from the inside. Under the brutal and huge force, the entire altar began to shake violently.
Yan Nanshan and Xia Qinglan are both monks in the realm of Qi transformation, and the Zhenqi defense line formed by the condensed Zhenqi is very strong.
Although the crack was terrifying, it did not cause much damage to the defense line they had built.
"Boom… boom…".
Loud noises came from inside the altar, and a piece of black stone ground above the altar collapsed instantly.
A hole appeared not far away, and then the entire ground continued to collapse.
After a few breaths, the entire altar quickly collapsed.
Moreover, the speed of collapse is still increasing.
Viewed from a distance, the entire huge altar looked like a half-overturned giant, slowly but surely collapsing.
The huge stone continued to tear apart, and the smoke began to spread throughout the underground world.
Outside the altar, a thousand feet away from the altar, two figures stood on a high place watching the collapse of the altar.
A man was wearing a black monk's robe, his face was full of gloom, and his feet were empty, just standing barefoot on the cold ground.
The other man was wearing a gray robe, always had a careless smile on his face, and looked like he was playing with the world. He was wearing a pair of straw sandals on his feet.
The black-robed Taoist looked at the altar that was rapidly collapsing, with a slight coldness on his face.
"Is this your plan? Chen Er?"
The old man in gray clothes still had that cynical look on his face and sat down directly on this high place.
He looked up at the dark red sky, kicked his feet, and smiled playfully.
"What? Haven't you stayed in this ghost place enough? Three hundred years have passed, and I want to see the outside world."
The black-robed Taoist's face turned cold, and a ball of black energy emerged from his hand, and a huge coercion instantly appeared in this space.
Streams of cold wind blew out of his hands, a dark wind that could freeze space.
Chen Er, who was dressed in gray robes, raised his head indifferently and looked at the black-robed Taoist.
"What? Do you want to take action? Can you really kill me? We are one."
The black-robed Taoist raised his hand, trying to press it down on Chen Er. It rose and fell three times, and finally the black energy in his hand was dispersed.
"You should not live up to their entrustment to you. This is our fate."
Chen Er's original cynical look disappeared instantly. He stood up with a roar and glared at the black-robed Taoist.
"Fate! No, this is not fate, these are the shackles they imposed on us. I don't want to stay in this ghost place any longer. What is in that altar is just an illusion. There is nothing in this secret realm that we need to protect.
This secret realm is our eternal prison.”
"Now, this fate and this shackles are about to be broken. Just watch."
The black-robed Taoist's gaze penetrated the space and seemed to fall on Lin Feng, who was struggling against the collapse of the altar.
He murmured: "If Chen Er, or I, want to mess up this world from now on, I'm afraid you are the only one who can stop him."
Chen Er heard what the black-robed Taoist said, but this time he did not speak. There was a complicated look in his eyes.