Chapter 360 The Murderer of that Year

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Yuan. Although the three-eyed black dove is powerful, we can definitely take it down smoothly with four against one." Feng Qiben was still hesitant, but seeing Fang Youting so decisive, he couldn't bear to give up the spiritual materials that could be stripped from the third-level peak monster, so he chased after it.

Yaxian also turned into a long yellow rainbow and flew away.

Yuan Ming frowned, not knowing why Fang Youting was so persistent, but thinking that the third eye on the forehead of the three-eyed black dove could break his illusion, he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

He just hesitated for a moment, and finally drove the escape light and chased after Fang Youting.

The three-eyed black dove flew very fast, and the four people couldn't catch up for a while.

Fang Youting's eyes flashed with anxiety, and he pinched his hands, ready to use a secret method to forcibly increase the speed of escape. At this moment, the three-eyed black dove suddenly fell below.

There was a crack several feet wide on the ground. A thick black light gushed out from the surface of the three-eyed black dove, and it "slid" into it and disappeared.

Fang Youting and the other two followed closely and chased in without hesitation.

Yuan Ming probed into the crack with his spiritual sense, and found nothing wrong, so he followed the three people and entered the crack.

The underground crack was winding and seemed to lead to the deep underground.

The four chased for a full quarter of an hour, and the space in front suddenly opened up, and a huge underground cave appeared.

It was pitch black here. Even with the cultivation of Yuan Ming and others in the Jindan period, they could only see a few feet away. The cave was filled with a thick evil spirit, and the spiritual sense could not detect how far it was. Several people were a little uneasy.

Fang Youting increased his magic power and injected it into the purple thunder flying fork. The flying fork burst into a dazzling light, and the others also gave birth to the glory of magic weapons, which soon illuminated a large area nearby.

The air in the cave was humid, the ground was covered with sharp rocks, and stalactites in the shape of wolf teeth hung from the top of the cave. All the stones were black, giving people a strange and gloomy feeling.

"This place is a bit strange, and the three-eyed black pigeon is nowhere to be seen. We'd better leave first." Yuan Ming looked around and suggested again.

"It's really a bit strange, let's retreat first." Fang Youting and the other two heard it, looked at each other, and began to retreat.

However, just as Fang Youting turned around, a black resentful soul shot out from the darkness behind him, and two bloody ghost claws grabbed Fang Youting's back at a rapid speed.

Fang Youting had already sensed it, and the purple lightning fork swept behind him, and with a "swish" sound, the black resentful soul was torn apart and turned into green smoke and dissipated.

However, the ground, stone walls, and top of the underground cave flashed black shadows, and ghosts appeared out of thin air, some men and women, and some ghosts formed by the souls of monsters. At a glance, there were nearly a thousand of them.

These ghosts were not weak either. The weakest one was in the late stage of Qi Refining. Nearly half of them had reached the stage of Foundation Establishment. Behind the ghosts stood several ghosts with huge auras, which were no less powerful than the cultivators in the Jindan stage.

Fang Youting and the others turned pale. They were just chasing a three-eyed black pigeon, but they didn't expect to face such a desperate situation.

"Kill it!" Yuan Ming was not panicked. He said solemnly and flew up to the sky.

A white bone knife flew out of his body, and the blade rose with surging cold white bone flames, slashing the ghosts in the sky.

The cold white bone flames were Yin Fire, which was the same source as ghosts, and the damage to them was not small. Seven or eight ghosts were swept by the cold flames, and their bodies were torn apart and turned into a few wisps of black smoke.

Seeing this, the other three people couldn't help but admire Yuan Ming's courage and hurried to follow.

At this moment, seven or eight balls of gray Yin Fire shot out from the nearby darkness and hit the three people at a fast and urgent speed.

"It's the three-eyed black dove!" Fang Youting exclaimed, urging the purple steel fork, and five lightning runes appeared inside the fork.

Three purple lightning bolts as thick as wrists shot out from the fork tip and collided with the gray Yin Fire.

Feng Qi and Yaxian also rushed to take action, and the emerald jade ruler and three small yellow flags appeared. More than a dozen crescent-shaped green light blades and a yellow storm whistled out and also hit the gray Yin Fire.

The gray flames burst with a bang, setting off a strong storm, which shook Fang Youting and the other two away and landed in different places in the cave.

The nearby ghosts surged up like a tide, drowning the figures of the three people.

Yuan Ming was shocked by this and hurriedly turned back to try to save them.

"Swoosh" a black ghost claw the size of a millstone protruded from the nearby stone wall, and the fingertips shot out a black light that seemed to be substantial, reaching for Yuan Ming's chest.

The white bone knife shot back with lightning, and the blade was surging with white flames, fiercely slashing at the black ghost claw.

The black ghost claw had no intention of dodging the white bone knife. It grabbed the white bone knife as fast as lightning. The cold flame of the white bone was burning violently, but the black ghost claw was not damaged at all.

Yuan Ming let out a light exclamation, and then shot backwards with unusual speed.

Another black ghost claw emerged from the other side of the stone wall and grabbed the place where Yuan Ming had just stood, but naturally grabbed nothing.

Then, the real body of the black ghost claw also appeared. It was a Jindan stage ghost several feet tall, with a human body and a bull's head, like the bull-headed ghost in the underworld in the legend.

As soon as the bull-headed ghost appeared, it immediately jumped out and turned into a black shadow and hit Yuan Ming's chest, and even sprayed a green ghost fire to cover Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming opened his mouth and sprayed a black sword light, which penetrated the green ghost fire.

The power of the ghost in the ghost fire suddenly disappeared by more than half, extinguished and dissipated, and the remaining ghost fire was not a big deal at all, and was dispersed by Yuan Ming's wave of his hand and a fireball.

The black sword light continued to shoot forward, and in a flash it wrapped around the black shadow transformed by the bull-headed ghost and slashed it in mid-air.

With a light "swish", the black shadow was cut into two pieces, and the thick arms of the bull-headed ghost were cut off, and the body retreated in horror.

This black sword light looked ordinary, but it contained a terrifying power that could devour its original soul power. The bull-headed ghost only wanted to escape.

Yuan Ming would naturally not let it escape and cast an illusion.

The expression of the bull-headed ghost immediately became confused, and its retreating figure stopped there.

The black sword light shot out and pierced into the chest of the bull-headed ghost.

The bull-headed ghost's mind suddenly recovered, and it screamed in horror. The power of the ghost in its body surged wildly, trying to expel the black sword light from its body.

However, the black sword light was nailed there like a wedge, and the ghost power of the bull-headed ghost was swallowed up as soon as it touched it, not to mention expelling the black sword light.

"Swoosh", "Swoosh", "Swoosh"

Yuan Ming tapped his fingers, and four or five sword qi shot out from the black sword light, piercing into various parts of the body of the bull-headed ghost. The power of the ghost in the body of the bull-headed ghost disappeared faster, and the originally tall body shrank rapidly as if it was leaking air.

Yuan Ming's hand gestures changed, and the sword qi rotated and cut, cutting the body of the bull-headed ghost into several pieces. The bull-headed ghost wailed and was completely swallowed by the black sword light.

The black sword light also revealed its true form, but it was a black long sword, the Soul-Destroying Sword, which emitted waves of excited tremors.

Although Fang Youting and the other two were besieged by a large number of ghosts, they were all Jindan-stage cultivators after all, and they cast spells to protect their whole bodies, so they were temporarily unharmed.

Seeing that Yuan Ming killed the bull-headed ghost so easily, the three were overjoyed and hurriedly moved over there.

Wuwuwu...

The sound of ghost crying suddenly came from the depths of the cave, like a resentful woman screaming, or like a baby crying, the sound was sharp and long, but it could easily penetrate the human soul and transmit it to the depths of the soul.

Fang Youting and the other two were so distracted that they couldn't help but dance with joy, and their magic power became disordered.

"Soul-catching ghost sound!"

Yuan Ming naturally heard the ghost crying, but his soul power was strong, and he had formed a soul pill. His soul power was condensed and stable, so the ghost crying could not affect him.

He pointed at the Soul-Destroying Sword in the air, and the Soul-Destroying Sword "whooshed" and flew out, heading straight for Fang Youting, who was closest to him. Halfway through the flight, it slashed in the air.

A sharp black sword energy shot out and slashed at the ghost beside Fang Youting.

The sword energy was surging with sharpness and yin energy, like a river rolling back, unstoppable!

After the magic weapon was upgraded, the power of the Soul-Destroying Sword skyrocketed, and the Soul-Destroying Sword Energy it released was much stronger than before, and it was completely incomparable.

The ghosts near Fang Youting seemed to feel the intense pressure brought by the Soul-Destroying Sword, and hurriedly fled away.

However, the Soul-Destroying Sword was faster, and it arrived in a flash, slashing across the ghosts.

There was a "swish" sound of tearing cloth, and at least 20 to 30 ghosts were cut in half by the sword energy, clearing a large area.

Fang Youting had regained consciousness and was overjoyed. The purple steel fork shot out more than a dozen purple lightning bolts, blocking all the ghosts on the other side. He soared into the air and flew near Yuan Ming.

At this moment, two shrill screams came from the side, but it was Feng Qi and Ya Xian!

Yuan Ming turned his head and looked, his face suddenly sank.

Feng Qi's chest was pierced by a blood-red ghost claw, and his body quickly became shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And Ya Xian's whole body was covered by a layer of strange white mist, and his body quickly condensed into ice, turning into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.

The magic weapons of the two also lost all their spiritual light and fell to the ground with a clang.

The blood-red ghost claws were withdrawn, and a female ghost in a red dress emerged from the air. Her facial features looked quite delicate, and there were two lines of blood and tears on her pale face, which looked very creepy.

A white ghost emerged from the ice sculpture that Yaxian had transformed into. It was a man in white with a stern face, his face was as pale as ice, and faintly transparent.

The two ghosts had a strong yin energy and had also reached the Jindan stage.

Yuan Ming frowned, it seemed that there were quite a few Jindan ghosts here.

Ghosts were fierce. If there was no one to control them, they would have fought each other long ago. The ghosts here did not have this situation. There was probably someone controlling them behind the scenes.

But he changed his mind and thought that the person who could control so many ghosts must be strong, and he needed to be careful to deal with the enemy.

"Brother Sikong! Madam Qi! Why are you here? How did you become like this?" Fang Youting exclaimed.

"Fang Daoyou, do you know these two ghosts?" Yuan Ming asked in a voice transmission.

"They are the two Jindan-stage city lords of Dihe City. I have been in Dihe City for two years and I am quite familiar with them!" Fang Youting replied in a voice transmission, with shock in his eyes.

"Dihe City? I heard that this city was mysteriously destroyed a few years ago." Yuan Ming remembered a rumor he heard when he took the task of Baidanfang.

"Yes, all the people in Dihe City disappeared mysteriously for some reason, and not a single body was left. The whole city has become an empty city. The Five Thunder Sect sent people to investigate, but nothing was found." Fang Youting had calmed down and transmitted in a deep voice.

Yuan Ming's face became solemn. The Jindan-stage city lord who disappeared many years ago has now turned into two ghosts. It seems that the murderer who destroyed Dihe City is here.

The red-skirted female ghost and the white-clothed man did not attack Yuan Ming and the others. They grabbed the bodies of Feng Qi and Yaxian, flew into the darkness, and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming used his huge spiritual consciousness to spread out, and suddenly pointed out with his fingers.

The Soul-Destroying Sword pointed into the air, and a thin stream of sword energy shot out, hitting somewhere in the cave.

A surprised exclamation sounded in the darkness, followed by a muffled "bang", and everything returned to calm.