Chapter 422: Chaos in Youzhou Is at Stake

Chapter 422: Chaos in Youzhou is at stake

Even Lin Xuan's heart was shaking for a while, and other low-level monks were naturally even more distressed, ranging from chest tightness, shortness of breath, dizziness, to severe, spurting a mouthful of blood, and then fell from the sky.

The mere sound of ghost cries is so powerful that all the monks couldn't help but look at each other in amazement.

Madam Lan let out a cold snort, stretched out her hand, and slapped the storage bag on her waist, and she sacrificed a small golden drum.

Flicking the ten fingers repeatedly, one after another of the formulas hit it, the golden drum hummed, and only then did the sound of the ghost crying be canceled out.

The low-level monks breathed a sigh of relief, and they were astonished by this.

The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth turned up slightly. Although it's not bad, it's nothing to a monk in the Condensation Stage, and it's far behind Ouyang Qinxin's sound wave skill.

Just cracked the shocking ghost cry, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a sudden change occurred.

The churning of the dark cloud became more and more violent, and suddenly separated from the two sides, and a huge skull emerged from it.

The skull was about ten feet tall, with a strange green light in its eyes, and two long and sharp horns on its forehead, which looked extremely strange.

However, what shocked everyone was not the hideous image of this thing, but the devilish energy contained in it, which was shocking.

"Is this thing..."

As soon as this idea came to Lin Xuan's mind, the skull suddenly opened its mouth wide, its sharp teeth were black and shiny, and a bright red blood light with a diameter of several feet spewed out from its mouth.

Everyone was stunned by the terrifying momentum.

Only the formation sensed the danger, and automatically opened the protective mask, and the faint blue light curtain reappeared above the head.

However, this time, no one felt at ease, but Wa Liang Wa Liang. The demonic energy contained in this blow was astonishing. Whether the formation could hold it was still a question...

The next moment, blue and blood-red rays of light intertwined, and even the entire earth trembled.

In addition to Lin Xuan and the other three alchemy masters who remained calm, the well-trained Chu family disciples also regained their sobriety first. Chu Zhou's face was pale, and he hurriedly took out the order flag from the storage bag, waved it again and again, and the crumbling The faint blue light curtain lit up again.

Many people let out a sigh of relief, but the next moment their hearts were raised in their throats.

The horns on the skull's forehead were entwined with demonic energy, and two thick black lightning bolts pierced down from above, and the blue light curtain that was a little bit stable just now became precarious again.

Mrs. Lan's face was gloomy, and with a wave of her hand, more than 20 monks immediately ran out of the magic circle. Under the leadership of the old man in the late stage of foundation establishment, they either used exorcism talismans, or cast spells, and most of them used their own Treasures are sacrificed.

Attacks like raindrops went towards the skull.

Boom, around the skull, a dark green will-o'-the-wisp suddenly ignited without warning, swallowing all the attacks. The monks who used magic talismans or spells were fine, but those who used the spirit weapons all turned pale, because they I felt that my spiritual connection with the treasure was cut off.

And that's just the beginning.

Green lights flickered in the skull's eyes, and the will-o'-the-wisps all around suddenly dispersed, as if monks were coming to kill them.

"Dangerous, come back!" Lin Xuan's expression changed.

However, it was too late, the low-level cultivators' speed of escaping light was too slow, and except for two or three lucky people who were closer to the formation, everyone else was swallowed up.

The shrill screams made the faces of the remaining monks turn pale. Many people's bodies had been reduced to ashes, but their souls were still struggling in pain. They didn't know what kind of will-o'-the-wisp it was, but it actually had the effect of pulling the soul out.

Lin Xuan frowned. The other party's move was obviously aimed at damaging the morale of the monks.

"Yue'er, do you know the origin of this strange skeleton?"

Although the mysterious magic method was created by human monks, it also borrowed from ghosts and ghosts. There are quite similarities between the two. Yue'er's realm has reached the level of the ghost king. I don't know if you can see the clues .

"I don't know, but this thing is driven by the other party's three high-level ghosts together, so it has such great power, you should be careful, young master." The girl's answer came from the consciousness, her tone was full of concern.

"Don't worry, I know it." Lin Xuan is naturally not an impulsive person.

He and Yue'er had just chatted a few words, and Madam Lan's voice came to his ears again: "Two friends, low-level monks can't do anything about this weird skull, let's take action together."

"We..." A trace of hesitation flashed in Wang Peng's eyes. Although he is a cultivator at the alchemy stage, his supernatural powers are not comparable to those of those people just now, but after seeing their miserable conditions, his heart is still a little chilly, like a rabbit dying and a fox mourning Feel.

That skull is too weird, and the devilish energy is amazing. It is still a matter of two to say whether the three of us can deal with it together...

It's obviously just delaying time, but don't capsize the boat in the gutter and accidentally hang here.

"Why, Daoyou Wang is unwilling to make a move?" This time, Mrs. Lan couldn't see it either, with a cold expression on her face.

"No, I..." Wang Peng's eyes dodged, and he hesitated even more in speaking.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you have also seen the current situation. If we don't make a move, it will be a matter of time before the formation is broken. At that time, let alone a day's delay, it may be an instant end. Of course, if you feel that it doesn't matter, Then Li is also fine, just see who can escape from Yinhun's hands." Lin Xuan said coldly.

Seeing that the two companions looked at him with unkind eyes, Wang Peng was not an idiot, knowing that he could no longer escape, he said with a dry smile: "Hehe, Mrs. Lan and Brother Li misunderstood, is Wang a way of coveting life and fearing death? It is understandable that there will be eggs under the collapse of the nest, let's go, let's meet the enemy together."

"That's right." Mrs. Lan was overjoyed, and turned her head to order: "Chu Zhou, I will leave the matter here to you for the time being."

Although among the nearly two hundred remaining monks, Chu Zhou is by no means the person with the highest cultivation level, but he is shrewd and capable, and he has more than a dozen disciples of the Chu family to assist him. good choice.

Lin Xuan nodded, Wang Peng didn't say anything, and the two of them, Mrs. Yu Lan, turned into a ray of light and flew out together.

The skull also stopped attacking the formation, turned around slowly, opened its mouth, and the devilish energy surged, sucking in all the monks' primordial spirits in the will-o'-the-wisps.

Tonic!

Damn it, even Lin Xuan's face was full of anger. Mrs. Lan scolded softly, stretched out her hand, and slapped the storage bag on her waist, white light flashed, and sacrificed a magic weapon.

Lin Xuan's consciousness swept away, but his eyes were a little straight. He is well-informed, but he has never seen such a treasure. It is only the size of a palm, and it is as white as jade. It is actually an ivory comb.