Chapter 474 Chaos in Youzhou, Bad Premonition

Chapter 474 Chaos in Youzhou, Bad Premonition

The female cultivator didn't answer, but there was an anxious look on Qiao's face.

The others were even more apprehensive, but no one offered to leave.

Lin Xuan also frowned slightly, but soon, he raised his head as if sensing something, and glanced in the direction of the east.

Although Lin Xuan is only an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of congealing alchemy, his spiritual consciousness is far above that of monks of the same level, even slightly better than the masters of Dzogchen, but not as good as the old monster in the Nascent Soul Stage .

Tens of miles away, there is a group of ghosts flying in this direction.

The information is not wrong, but whether it is a treasure or a trap is another matter.

All in all, Lin Xuan is ready to wade into this muddy water. With his supernatural power, even if the ghosts have a conspiracy to escape calmly, there is no problem.

After a while, these hidden monks finally sensed it, and there was a commotion, excitement and tension filled the air.

"What are you panicking about? Just hold your breath and hide, and listen to my orders later." The batch of monks turned around and scolded.

The monks fell silent.

Another quarter of an hour later, several huge brilliance appeared in front of my eyes, the most eye-catching one was a strange speeding car wrapped in black light, several feet in length and width, pulled by a weird ghost beast , the above is the treasure.

Next to it, there are as many as dozens of ghost guards, each with a terrifying appearance.

"There are only three ghost kings, and the information is correct. Fairy Ning, shall we do it now?" A look of excitement flashed across the face of the red-robed old man.

"Brother Zhao, don't worry, wait for them to enter the magic circle set up by Zhou before ambush." ​​The monk with disheveled hair quickly reminded through voice transmission.

"I'm being reckless." The red-robed old man touched his head in embarrassment.

From the beginning to the end, the female ghost cultivator known as Fairy Ning did not speak, but her eyes were bright and shining with excitement.

A few seconds later, the ghosts had already arrived in the sky above the head, and the monk with disheveled hair was chanting something and pointing at the array in his hand.

Immediately, a burst of spiritual energy surged, forcefully dispelling the mist in a radius of several miles, and then the beam of light pierced through the sky, and hundreds of fireballs descended inexplicably from the sky, roaring and falling towards the ghosts.

"Do it!"

Seeing that the formation of the hair-drapped cultivator had been activated, the female ghost cultivator stepped forward first, and released a jade hairpin magic weapon, like a ghost king who was closer.

Naturally, the other monks would not be idle either. They sacrificed their spiritual weapons and treasures one after another, and some people threw out several talismans as soon as they dropped their hands.

The incident happened suddenly, and the ghosts were caught off guard. In an instant, several ghosts fell, and the rest, who fought in storage, were completely at a disadvantage.

On the monk's side, seeing that the ambush was effective, the morale of one and two rose sharply, and the attack became more and more frantic.

Fairy Ning, monk with disheveled hair, and the red-robed old man each entangled a ghost king, and besides the three of them, on the human side, there were four immortal cultivators at the early stage of alchemy.

Although in Lin Xuan's eyes, these people's supernatural powers were not at all outstanding, but they were still powerful enough to deal with a few fierce ghosts in the foundation-building stage.

The situation is one-sided.

Coupled with the support of formations, Lin Xuan reckoned that as long as there were no accidents, it would be a miracle that the ghosts could persist for another half an hour.

After fighting for a while, the three ghost kings suddenly feinted and fled.

The monks looked at each other with incredible expressions on their faces.

Lin Xuan also frowned, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

Without him, unlike human beings, these ghosts and ghosts have always been brave and fearless. No matter how unfavorable the situation is, they have never heard of such things as running away.

It is better to be broken than to be whole. This is also the most difficult point for ghosts. Even in the face of monks in the Nascent Soul Stage, they dare to attack by self-destructing.

It's a bit weird today.

"Fairy, look..."

The Ghost Dao female cultivator was also full of surprise, could it really be a trap? But after taking a look at the treasures on the car, she couldn't bear to leave now anyway.

That's all, the matter has come to this point, no matter what you say, you have to fight.

"Don't worry about it so much, let's kill those low-level ghosts first."

The disheveled monk and the red-robed old man nodded, they thought the same in their hearts, how could a cooked duck let it fly away?

The three of them used their supernatural powers, drove their magic weapons, and killed the low-level ghosts.

At this point in the battle, there was no longer any suspense. With the cultivation of the three of them in the middle stage of alchemy, facing the ghosts in the foundation stage, although it can't be said to be chopping melons and vegetables, it is extremely easy.

In just a cup of tea, the ghosts were completely wiped out.

Together with the cart, the ghost beast became a prisoner of the monks.

It went so smoothly, but it made everyone a little suspicious. Before coming here, they had made full preparations and expected a bloody battle.

Even disciples will lose half of it.

But now... this is too simple.

Why did the three ghost kings act uncharacteristically and put oil on the soles of their shoes? Could there be something strange in it?

And that car was also restricted, fortunately it wasn't something particularly profound, but the three of them hesitated and didn't immediately break it.

After being in a daze for about seven or eight minutes, the monk with disheveled hair gritted his teeth: "Fairy Ning, brother Zhao, have already sent the enemy away, we can't return empty-handed, if you two have scruples, let Zhou do it, but let's talk about it first." Well, since I've taken the risk, I'll get 10% more of what's in it."

"This..." The red-robed old man rolled his eyes a few times, but did not express his opinion, and put on an expression that only the female nun was right.

"Yes, this fairy promises."

Now that the three principals have reached an agreement, the others naturally dare not say anything more.

"Brother Zhou, please do what you want."

The female ghost cultivator chuckled, and floated back together with the red-robed old man.

The monk with disheveled hair hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to pat on the storage bag, and a small black shield flew out, then he took out the talisman and put down several layers of shields in succession, and then he wiped his forehead with a relaxed look on his face .

No wonder this guy would ask for an adventure. It turned out that he had already prepared for it. With his current defense, it was enough to withstand the blows of several alchemy masters.

Feeling safe and sound, he rubbed his hands together and took out a treasure.

It is a gourd the size of a fist.

"rise!"

The monk with disheveled hair threw the gourd to the top of his head, clasped his hands together, and submerged a formula. The gourd had a flash of inspiration, and it turned into a bright red color, and its volume also increased a lot.

"Ancient treasure!"

The red-robed old man exclaimed, with a look of shock on his face, he has known each other for more than a hundred years, although he can't say he knows everything, but he has a general understanding of the secrets of each other.

When did he get this ancient treasure?

Even Fairy Ning, after a flash of surprise on her pretty face, put away her arrogance, although among monks of the same rank, those who practiced the way of ghosts were usually stronger.

But the ancient treasure is mysterious, and after owning it, this monk with hair can't be underestimated.

Even Lin Xuan nodded, feeling a little bit looking forward to the gourd.

As for the other disciples, they even showed awe in their eyes.

The monk with disheveled hair saw everyone's reactions one by one, took a deep breath, and was very satisfied in his heart. This ancient treasure is something he kept at the bottom of the box. Things were a little muttering, and secondly, it was also a shock to his companions.

Although the three parties will join forces, the relationship must be deep, but in front of Chongbao, it is not uncommon for Chongbao to turn his face and kill people regardless of morality.

Anyway be careful.

Now that the effect has been achieved, he doesn't delay anymore. God knows if the three escaped ghost kings are going to call for reinforcements.

Opening his mouth, a stream of energy spewed out. After the gourd absorbed it, the light flickered, and it swelled a lot again. The mouth of the gourd alone was already the size of a fist.

"go!"

He just pointed with a chic expression, and Lin Xuan suddenly felt an astonishing aura, a light beam as thick as an arm, spewing out from it.

What is even more shocking is that there are still many flames and arcs wrapped around the surface of the beam of light.

Leaving aside the others, even Lin Xuan was taken aback. The power of this gourd was far beyond his imagination, and it turned out to be a top-level ancient treasure.

Originally, Lin Xuan thought it would shoot out some thunderballs at most.

And the old man and the female cultivator turned even paler. Their shields couldn't block an attack of this level.

Originally, among the three, the mana monk with drapey hair was the weakest, but now, the two of them no longer showed a slight expression of contempt, but instead grew fearful.

With this result, I don't know whether the monk with disheveled hair should be happy or regret it.

But right now, I'm not in the mood to think about this, and with a light stabbing sound, the light beam has already hit the shield of the ghost car.

It was a layer of black mist, the beam of light was submerged in it, and the ghost fog surged, but after a while, it calmed down again, as if a stone was thrown into the lake. But very limited.

"Huh?"

The monk with disheveled hair was full of surprise, while Lin Xuan frowned tightly. For some reason, at the moment when the restriction was broken just now, he felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, as if there was going to be some great danger.

Is there really a trap?

Lin Xuan had already clenched his fists, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't leave, he had to start and finish everything, not to mention that Lin Xuan thought that apart from the old monsters of Yuanying level, there were only a handful of them that could pose a threat to him.

The disheveled monk obviously did not have Lin Xuan's keen spiritual sense. Seeing that his attack was in vain, a trace of anger flashed across his face, and with a pinch, seven or eight seals were poured into the ancient treasure one after another.

After the gourd flashed wildly, it was divided into three parts, each of them was exactly the same, and they were arranged in a row.

Could it be an illusion?

Lin Xuan's mouth grew wide, and as soon as this idea came to his mind, he rejected it. The aura flashing from each gourd was a genuine ancient treasure.

"break!"

Following a light drink from the monk with drapey hair, three beams of light came out from the gourd respectively.