The situation in this underground river is more complicated than that in Wuyou Valley. In Wuyou Valley, the three qi are scattered. Even if they are mixed together, they are just like the light of the three qi in the stone forest, each one is clearly distinguished. However, the three qi in the river is mixed into a strange state, as if it has become another thing, similar to the dead qi, but it is even more complicated, with dark and strangeness, which makes people creepy.

If there were no stones, the six of them could cross the river, but they would inevitably be entangled by this strange aura. Now, the stone was pushing the floating ice. If the three auras were entangled, it would be swept away first, and the six of them were one beast, moving forward safely.

The river is wide and deep, and from time to time, a cold wind blows in, making the hair stand up. The stones step on the water, splashing the sound of water, pushing the ice floating, and sending them to the other end of the river.

Soon, the floating ice leaned against the other side and several people came down from above.

The stone also wades and climbs ashore, and its height and physique make it not afraid of the weirdness here.

The group moved forward again. After the underground river, there were beaches of black water everywhere on the ground. They walked around, as if walking on the river beach.

After walking for a while, seeing that the road had passed, Feifei suddenly said, "There is a ghost cultivator ahead, prepare to fight."

"Hmm?" Mo Tiange was stunned, "Ghost Cultivation?"

Feifei nodded and said, "This place seems to be a mass pit, with many corpses buried, so ghost cultivators appeared. Perhaps affected by the chaos here, these ghost cultivators have no intelligence and are blindly responsible for killing. If I and Shitou are not affected, you will not be able to do it."

As they were talking, they all felt the aura of ghost cultivators.

Qin Xi frowned: "No wonder the death energy is the main source of this place, it turns out that there are ghost cultivators."

"How strong is it?" Ling Yunhe asked, and he has always paid attention to the most practical issues.

"……5,6,7,8, and8...probably." Feifei said irresponsibly, "The importance is not strength, but quantity, a lot, very large."

If you are not strong enough, it will be useless to have more... right? Thinking of this, the six people were already standing in front of a cracked canyon.

"This..." After a long time, Mo Tiange finally said one word, "So many?"

"I've said a lot a long time ago." Feifei was leisurely and sat on the shoulders of the stone and shook his tail, making the eyes itchy.

The ground-breaking canyon in front of me was beyond my sight. The canyon was filled with walking corpses and ghosts floating around like ghosts. The strength distribution of these ghost cultivators is very even, from low to high. When they first saw it, there were at least dozens of them above the Nascent Soul!

"Kill it?" Mo Tiange said.

"That's all." Qin Xi finished speaking, the red sword light rushed out from his cuffs, instantly turning into a red light, surrounding himself. Then, the red light rushed towards the opposite shore with a lightning speed that was too fast to cover his ears.

Entering the crack canyon, the ghost cultivator wandering below seemed to smell the fishy smell and suddenly rushed up.

These ghost cultivators had dull eyes but were quick to move. No matter what cultivation level they were, everything they sensed rushed towards Qin Xi. For a moment, ghost shadows danced and gusts of wind.

The sword light of the Sanyang True Fire Sword went forward, and all the ghosts that were approaching were strangled by the flames of the Vermilion Bird.

Jing Xingzhi exclaimed: "This guy is stronger, I have to work harder, otherwise I can't beat him."

Mo Tiange shook his head: "Fellow Daoist Jing, you should think of a more practical goal."

"...You look down on me!" Jing Xingzhi was so sad and angry.

"It's not bad, I heard it!" Mo Tiange smiled, waved his sleeves, and turned into a white light, and rushed towards the other side quickly.

Her appearance made the ghost cultivator in the canyon confused. Some of them sensed her breath and floated towards her in the change, some were still tightly attached to Qin Xi, and some were floating left and right, as if they didn't know how to choose.

Facing the ghost cultivator blocking the road, a sword also appeared in front of Mo Tiange, but the sword was simple in shape and peaceful in aura. It was Fusheng Sword. She stretched out her hand and a golden thunder rushed out and quickly wrapped it around Fusheng Sword. With a "crackling", the golden thunder was immediately absorbed by Fusheng Sword. The momentum of Fusheng Sword suddenly changed, and the murderous intent rose up.

The Fusheng Sword covered by the golden thunder is invincible. As long as the ghost cultivator approaches, he will turn into ashes under the thunder of the heavenly tribulation.

The others were shocked, and Jing Xingzhi stared at him and said, "Are you wrong? Can I not play with Qin Shoujing, and even his wife?"

"Think a little more!" Nie Wushang patted his shoulder, "Eight out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory." As he said that, he turned into a black cloud and slowly floated out.

Jing Xingzhi shouted behind her: "Hey, what's going on with your sympathy tone?"

No one answered him. After Nie Wushang, Ling Yunhe, Yang Chengji and Xiaofeng rushed to the other side, and even the stone shook and floated forward with Fei Fei. Jing Xingzhi had no choice but to fly out with a sword.

Nie Wushang's black clouds are completely different from those of Master Songfeng. Master Songfeng's violent and dark aura is full of darkness, but hers is very peaceful, but her erosion ability is stronger. Any ghost cultivator chases her, they are surrounded by her black clouds and are slowly corroded, leaving no dust left behind.

It was also the Yuan Demonic Art, Yang Chengji had another scene. With a move of the ghost face banner in his hand, a stirring demonic energy lingered around his body. The ghost cultivators who were approaching were all brushed down. Above his head, a delicate pagoda exuded a dark but powerful aura. Under this aura, even the ghost cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage were suppressed and unable to move. The Heavenly Demon Tower is worthy of being the most powerful demon cultivator ever in the clouds, and the ultimate magic weapon left by the figure who was respected as the Demon Lord.

Following him was Ling Yunhe. At this time, facing so many ghost cultivators, Ling Yunhe did not dare to retain his strength anymore. The moonlight radiated with clear light, and all ghost cultivators in the range of moonlight screamed and disappeared. Compared to the Heavenly Demon Tower, the Forbidden God Pearl was much more restrained. After it was summoned by Ling Yunhe, it just floated in front of him and released a warm and stable light. However, under the light, the dead energy was not invaded, which made Ling Yunhe calm.

Behind Ling Yunhe, Xiao Feng let out a clear cry, revealing her body. Her body was burning with flames and her long tail feathers were gorgeous and dazzling. All the ghost cultivators who were approaching were burned by the flames of the Vermilion Bird on her body.

Jing Xingzhi exclaimed not far from her: "The divine bird, Phoenix? Could it be the opportunity for the Vermillion Bird to worship the temple? Why is Qin Shoujing so lucky!"

The ghost cultivator rushed in. In an instant, Jing Xingzhi's momentum changed drastically. Countless lightswords circled around him, virtual and real, the sword light flashed, and the sharpness was imminent. The ghost cultivator came towards him, and the lightsword rose up from the ground and slashed at them with a force of ten thousand pounds. Several "silent" sounds, compared with the momentum, the movement was much smaller. The lightsword gently and skillfully cut these ghost cultivators towards him.

But the stone and Feifei, far away from them, were extremely leisurely. There was no trouble for the ghost cultivators to cause them. The stone was originally a monster with three qi tangled. It was like a fish in water here, but Feifei was unique. These ghost cultivators intuitively regarded it as a harmless existence.

Six people and one beast used their own methods to break into the canyon. For a moment, ghosts danced around and died.

Gradually, the low-level ghost cultivator was killed, leaving only the ghost cultivator above the Nascent Soul.

I didn’t count it carefully just now, but now after looking at it, the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivation in the canyon has reached hundreds!

Mo Tiange thought of the ghost city in the Shixifengsha City, which also had hundreds of ghost cultivators, and he could not help but exclaim: "The Nascent Soul of the Ghost Cultivator is so valuable? Why do you always have Nascent Soul?"

Qin Xi was not far away in front of her, fighting with the ghost cultivator while saying, "You don't even look at how many of them are there, how long have you stayed here. If human cultivators do not have the limit of their life span, they will be counted in countless numbers."

Mo Tiange couldn't help but nodded after hearing this. In the middle of the journey of the Nascent Soul of human cultivators, there were countless people who fell down, qualifications, understanding, mind, opportunity, and luck. Those who fell before each level were countless cultivators. In addition, life spans, ghost cultivators and demon cultivators could accumulate several times of human time to make up for their shortcomings, but humans would be imprisoned by the short life span. In other words, gains and losses are inevitable. Humans have wisdom that demon cultivators cannot reach and have an incomparable body of ghost cultivators, so it is difficult for them to break through the imprisonment of life span. Although God prefers humans, he still maintains a balance within a certain limit.

Moreover, for some reason, these ghost cultivators in front of them did not retain their minds, but instead became corpse-refining beings, which was incomparable to human cultivators. They all had magic weapons and secret techniques, and each of them could fight against the crowd.

The way out was blocked, and everyone was in a fight. They chose to move closer to others - they were not from the ghost-killing cultivator, they hugged each other in a group, and went straight to the right place.

The fastest one was Xiaofeng. As Qin Xi's spiritual beast, she made getting close to Qin Xi the first priority, so she took advantage of the opportunity of others killing ghost cultivators and borrowed their light and didn't have much effort to get to Qin Xi.

"Master, come up." Xiaofeng said.

Qin Xi had just killed two ghost cultivators, but without much hesitation, he jumped on Xiaofeng's back. Although he had enough energy, flying in the air and resisting the invasion of death energy would waste a lot of spiritual energy. Xiaofeng is a bird, and flying is her instinct, and she is carrying it, which saves much trouble.

On Xiaofeng's back, Qin Xi's sword formation took action again, spreading into a red ocean. Xiaofeng cooperated to spit out the flames of the Vermillion Bird, burning away. With the cooperation of one person and one beast, the surroundings were filled with death.

"Tiange!" Qin Xi shouted and stretched out his hand to her.

Mo Tiange looked up and called out the doll, handed the Fusheng sword into the doll's hand. He put his hand on Qin Xi's hand and also put it on Xiaofeng's back.

There is also her golden thunder on the Fusheng Sword. Although the doll is not intelligent, it is the easiest to command. Mo Tiange lets it guard Xiaofeng's side, and cooperates with Xiaofeng's Vermilion Bird Flame to cast lightning light from time to time. The surrounding ghost cultivators could not get close to him, so they didn't need to take action at all.

"You two are taking advantage of your own tricks!" Everyone gathered together, and Jing Xingzhi accused him like this. Who did their best to kill the enemy? They were better off, sitting on the back of the spirit beast, and fighting with the doll, without any need to do anything.

"Fellow Daoist Jing," Mo Tiange waved the fan of heaven and earth with a "swish" and said, "The sapiens speak, the fools take action, and you must accept your fate!"

Before Jing Xingzhi could speak, Nie Wushang, who was leaning over, narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean is that we are all fools?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian() to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)

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