Yun Xi's pretty face was slightly red, but Ning Wanrou was relatively good because she practiced the Yin-cold martial arts of Piaoxue Pavilion, which was easier to control her emotions than those who practiced masculine martial arts.

The Ghostly Monster led Cheng Lingyu and the other four to move forward quickly, using low-altitude flights to pass through the desolate and vibrant sixth peak.

The five people crossed mountains and rivers and felt an anxious and excited feeling flowing in the air, which was a murderous aura.

The Ghostly Monster said: "The sixth peak is very large, and generally there are relatively calm places without vitality. Wherever there is life, there will be murderous intentions. Everyone should be careful."

Ning Wanrou asked, "What's going on at night? Is the Demon Erosion Sky Sound so powerful?"

The Ghostly Monster said: "The Demon Erosion Heavenly Sound is more terrifying than the fifth mountain. You must find a place with vitality to build a formation to defend."

Yun Xi said: "Didn't you say that places with vitality are dangerous?"

The Ghostly Monster said: "This is the rule of the Sixth Peak, there is no best of both worlds."

Mo Yang said: "In this way, the danger of this sixth peak is more terrifying than that of the fifth peak?"

Cheng Lingyu asked: "Why should we choose a place with vitality to build a defensive array, and we cannot choose other places?"

The Ghostly Monster said: "The Sixth Peak is a place of killing. Ninety-five percent of the places have no life. It is known as an extinction place. It is useless to build a defensive array in that place."

The five of them walked and chatted, and soon they came to a low valley.

"Just ahead, be careful if there are other experts occupying this place."

The five people quickly approached the bottom of the valley, and there was a blue pool. The water in the pool was clear and blue, and it looked so beautiful that it was desirable.

The pool is not big, round, three meters in diameter, and a blue grass grows beside the pool, shaking gently in the breeze.

When the ghost-faced monster saw this pool, half of his face had complicated expressions, exuding resentment and vicissitudes.

Cheng Lingyu stopped a hundred feet away and whispered: "If you have murderous aura, be careful."

Mo Yang said in confusion: "Where is it? Why didn't I feel it?"

There was no one by the pool, not even animals, and it was a bit terrible.

The Ghostly Monster said: "This place is full of temptation. Anyone who is uninformed will be corrupted into ashes whenever he touches the body of Tanshui, so there are very likely some resentful souls here."

Yun Xi said: "I feel something is wrong. It seems that something is looking at us."

Yun Xi sacrificed a small bronze mirror, and an elegant figure danced on the mirror. The figure gradually became clear from hazy, causing ripples in the void, and an illusory figure was quickly revealed.

"Who is it?"

Mo Yang looked at the illusory figure and shouted.

"I didn't expect you to have the best spiritual weapon dance realm, but unfortunately that won't change anything."

The illusory figure roared violently, like a shocking thunder, instantly shattering the void, tearing the mountains and rivers, causing the nearby mountains and earth to collapse and crack and enter destruction.

This is a kind of mental attack, but it is so powerful that it can guide the power of heaven, earth and all things and manifest the terrifying level of physical attacks.

This illusory figure is the soul left by the monk. It has long lost its body and can only launch a spiritual attack. Who would have thought that it has reached the level of controlling the power of all things with the power of spiritual thoughts.

The ghost-faced monster's expression changed drastically and blurted out: "Be careful, this person has reached the peak of the fifth level of Lingwu in his lifetime!"

Mo Yang, Yun Xi, and Ning Wanrou were screaming, blood splattering in her mouth, and her body was trembling violently, unable to bear it at all.

Cheng Lingyu was severely injured and opened his mouth to fight against him, but the result was still useless. The enemy's attack was too strong, and the gap between the two sides was obvious. No skill of martial arts could make up for this gap.

With the sharp roar, destruction is coming.

Mo Yang's entire body of vents bleed, and he instantly turned into a bloody man. His breath dropped sharply and he was forced into a dead end.

Yun Xi and Ning Wanrou are in similar situations. Although the two women hold Cheng Lingyu's hand and have a slight advantage, it is not obvious.

The ghost-faced monster opened his eyes angrily, and blood was rising from his mouth and nose, fighting this attack with all his might.

Cheng Lingyu was shocked and angry. All this came too suddenly and fiercely, beyond his imagination, making him unable to defend in advance.

In the dangerous moment, Cheng Lingyu roared violently, sacrificed the horn of the holy weapon Dragon, played the roar of thousands of dragons, evolved into the wonder of the dragon flying in the sky, and the thousands of dragons hovered, and started a confrontation with the enemy.

The Dragon's Horn comes from the Silver Horn Horn Horn, and is the holy weapon he sacrifices for his whole life. Later, it was further improved by Cheng Lingyu's Heavenly Spirit Map and reached a more perfect level.

Thousand Dragon Roar is a supernatural power in the spiritual realm. It can achieve the best amplification effect with the Dragon's Horn. The spiritual mind power turns into a divine dragon, combined with countless lightning, forming a destructive attack.

Silver lightning and black lightning intersected in mid-air, forming a black and white ball of light that wrapped around the phantom and launched a destructive attack on him.

That was the soul of a peak spiritual martial arts master. He reached the Guixu realm and was able to jump to time and space at will, almost immortal. Unfortunately, he encountered trouble this time.

Cheng Lingyu's Dragon Horn is different from the scroll. Both sides are holy weapons, but the scroll cannot be controlled well. The Dragon Horn can exert most of its power, which is closely related to Cheng Lingyu's cultivation level.

If Cheng Lingyu's current cultivation level only activates the Dragon's Horn, his power will be limited.

However, Cheng Lingyu used the extraordinary magical power of Thousand Dragon Roar, which effectively increased the attack power and increased the power of Dragon's Horn several times, reaching an extremely terrifying level.

Although the master at Guixu realm was powerful, he only had his soul left. Faced with this terrible spiritual attack, facing the fierce power of silver lightning and the decaying power of black lightning, his almost immortal soul could not bear it and was quickly collapsed.

"No! Why, why, I'm not convinced!"

The master of Guixu realm let out a shocking roar, and his soul struggled wildly in the black and white light ball, but it was useless. He was pierced and shattered by black and white lightning, and faced the result of destruction.

The ghost-faced monster shaking and fell, looking at the dragon's horn in Cheng Lingyu's hand with strange eyes, and bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mo Yang, Yun Xi, and Ning Wanrou were all seriously injured and unconscious, and moved to the point where the oil was gone and the lamp was dry and dying.

Cheng Lingyu was full of anger and used his roar of thousands of dragons with all his strength. He circled around the black and white light ball, shooting rune swords, killing the souls of the enemies inside the light ball, causing him to scream in a shrill voice and quickly step into the abyss of destruction.

After a moment, the scream disappeared, and the powerful Guixu master died in Cheng Lingyu's hands.

After putting away the Dragon's Horn, Cheng Lingyu felt exhausted. This was the most powerful master he had ever killed in his life. Although he used the power of the holy weapon, he also made great efforts and almost exhausted his body.

Cheng Lingyu fell to the ground, turned his head to look at Yun Xi and Ning Wanrou, his eyes full of worry.

Grasping the cold little hands of the two women, Cheng Lingyu's face was full of worry, and healed himself, and stimulated the vitality of the two women and wanted to save them.

The ghost-faced monster was very injured and walked to Mo Yang alone and began to cast spells to rescue him.

Mo Yang was seriously injured, leaving only one breath. Xiao Hei lay on Cheng Lingyu's shoulder. The enemy's attack just now seemed to have caused great damage to it, making it weak and weak, and his black eyes became a little dark.

Cheng Lingyu's native field is very magical, and his own injuries are healing quickly, but the situation of the two women is not optimistic. It is mainly because of the first creation of the soul, and his soul is scattered in the blink of an eye.

If the two women and Cheng Lingyu had not had soul dual cultivation and greatly improved their soul power, the two women would have died just now.

After a while, the two girls woke up and Cheng Lingyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's have some rest and let's see them."

Cheng Lingyu let go of the two women's small hands, came to the side of the Ghostly Monster and Mo Yang, put his hand on their shoulders, activate the native domain, and assisted the two in healing their injuries.

Mo Yang's physical injuries were healing quickly, but his soul was damaged and he would not be cured for a while.

The Ghost Face Monster is in a better situation. After all, he is a big figure in the Tongtian realm and has a clear advantage in realm.

By the pool, Cheng Lingyu looked at the blue pool water, and the whirlpool in his eyes was revealed, and he was exploring with all his strength.

Xiao Hei jumped from Cheng Lingyu's shoulder to the ground, grabbed a blue grass and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it slowly and tasted it.

Seeing this, Yun Xi shouted softly: "Don't eat it randomly, be careful that it is poisonous."

The Ghostly Monster said: "These grass should be poisonous."

Ning Wanrou shouted softly: "No, Xiao Hei is about to vomit it out."

Xiao Hei shook all over, and a blue light appeared in his black eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Hei looked back at the two girls. It was originally drowsy but without any energy, but now it has become energetic. He quickly grabbed the second grass and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it quickly.

Mo Yang said: "It seems to be very enjoyable and refreshing when it looks, not as toxic as it is."

Cheng Lingyu said: "Xiao Hei is different from us, so don't worry too much."

A faint blue light appeared on Xiao Hei's body, looking very beautiful.

There were at least hundreds of blue grass by the pool. It ate seven or eight in one breath and then fell asleep on the ground.

After falling asleep, the blue light on Xiao Hei's body flashed and disappeared, as if his body was digesting the essence of these blue grasses.

Cheng Lingyu walked to the edge of the pool and stared at the clear blue water. He found that the bottom of the pool was clean and there was no bones.

The Ghostly Monster reminded: "Don't be confused by the performance, and don't touch it. Back then, I was just splashed by this pool of water on my face for a few minutes, and half of my face was ruined."

Cheng Lingyu said: "Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility. Now you retreat first and don't get close to this."

Cheng Lingyu's blood, holy blood, and the essence of holy medicine were fused into the blood of his body, and he had long had experience.

Now, this pool is formed by the fusion of holy blood and highly poisonous substances, which is similar to the fusion of holy blood and holy medicine of the Silver Horn Holy King.
Chapter completed!