After the ascent failed

Chapter 622

On the 81 flying swords, there was a wave of thunder and lightning, and the dense lightning split the ghost fog in two. Under the restraint of the power of the thunder, those demons and ghosts who were killed had no chance of resurrection, and turned into flying ash and dissipated.

But the underground ghost mist covers a very wide area, even after traveling for half an hour, there is still no end in sight.

Yuan Xianyi, who has been chasing from the rear, can barely pass through with the help of the path Ye Chunyang opened up earlier.

Relying on his strong cultivation base, even if there are ghosts coming soon in the path he has opened, he can kill them with a wave of his hand, and continue to rush forward while the opponent is resurrected.

But this approach is obviously not as effective as Ye Chunyang's restraint with the power of the sky thunder, and it consumes a lot of money. Even if he is in the middle stage of returning to the void, he cannot continue to support it forever.

"Master, what kind of treasure is behind this ghost fog, worthy of your favor?"

The young man in the mid-stage of spiritual transformation faintly felt that he couldn't take it anymore. There were too many ghosts around him, and he couldn't continue to consume it all the time, and his face turned pale after a while.

"Have you heard of Lingyuan Xianqiong?" Yuan Xian said after a pause.

"Lingyuan Xianqiong?" The young man looked surprised, "Could it be the legendary Lingyuan Xianqiong who can cultivate people into immortal bodies?"

Yuan Xianyi nodded lightly and said: "When I entered the Abyss Realm 300 years ago, I got the news of this spiritual liquid from an underground race, and after a few inquiries, I found out that it was in this ghost eye. The time limit is up, and I was sent to the outside world before I had time to investigate here."

The young man's complexion changed, and he said: "If there is really a celestial spirit in this place, Master will be able to cultivate into a fairy body if he gets it, and he will not be afraid of the thunder of the heavenly tribulation."

"good."

Yuan Xiandao said: "After the advanced Void Return, there will be calamities every few hundred years, and only through the twelve heavenly calamities can they be consummated. The end of life and death."

"It is rumored that Lingyuan Xianqiong is made by the immortals of the real fairy world who gather the vitality of the spirit world. After taking it, they can cultivate into a fairy body.

"Now, I have advanced to the middle stage of returning to the void, and will soon usher in the third catastrophe. As long as I can survive, I will be able to advance to the late stage of returning to the void."

As soon as Yuan Xian raised his head and looked ahead, Tianlei flickering and Ye Chunyang's group could be seen faintly in the hazy ghost fog. The boy who owns the Heavenly Lightning Wood, help him pass through this ghost fog."

Surrounded by so many ghosts, the young man's face became paler, and he couldn't help but solemnly said: "Master, there are more and more ghosts at the moment, we don't have a natural lightning tree, it may not be easy to cross this place."

"Hmph, so what if there is no Tiancheng Leimu? No one can stop what I Yuan Xianyi wants!" Yuan Xianyi said in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, his sleeves shook, and the surrounding ghosts turned into blue smoke and exploded, continuing to fly forward.

……

The two sides that flew into the ghost fog one after another did not notice that shortly after they disappeared, a few obscure streamers appeared on the edge of the ghost fog.

"Patriarch, they have all gone in."

A deep voice sounded, and the person who spoke was the middle-aged ghost pattern who just fought against the old Taoist outside the ghost eye.

Beside him stood a haggard old man.

The old man was wearing a cloak, so he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only vaguely see his side face, which was engraved with hideous lines, which were denser than the ghost lines on the middle-aged man's face, revealing a sinister and strange feeling.

"Ling Guardian, you have fought against one of those two before, can't you even deal with them with the Immortal Blade?" After the voice of the middle-aged ghost pattern fell for a while, the old man asked slowly, his voice was a bit hoarse, if you don't pay attention Listen, I'm afraid I can't tell the meaning.

"My subordinates are ashamed. That human Taoist priest is in the middle stage of Void Return. Even if this subordinate has the Immortal Execution Blade in his hand, he still can't compete with him at the early stage of Void Return." He bowed his head and smiled wryly.

"It's not your fault, and you don't have to blame yourself." The old man in the cloak waved.

This person is the patriarch of the dark abyss ghost clan, a powerful existence in the middle stage of returning to the void.

He stared at the ghostly mist ahead, his eyes gradually turned cold, and said: "However, I never thought that they actually have a natural thunder wood. With this object's restraint on ghost energy, they may indeed find Lingyuan Xianqiong."

"Patriarch, we have guarded this thing for tens of thousands of years, do we really want to watch them take it away?" Ling Hufa gritted his teeth unwillingly.

The old man said nothing.

After a while, he lowered his head slightly and raised his palm.

From the center of the palm, a cold ray of light flashed out, it was the Immortal Execution Blade with endless killing aura.

"Lingyuan Xianqiong was first discovered by our dark abyss ghost clan, but even we can't pass through this ghost fog, so we have been guarding this thing for tens of thousands of years but can't get it. Now that they have discovered it How can we give up this secret.”

The old man grinned, revealing a strange smile.

"But the ghosts here can be resurrected indefinitely. Apart from the power of thunder, nothing can restrain them. How can we pass through?" the guardian spirit frowned.

"To cross this place, killing ghosts is not the only way." The old man said with a sneer.

As he spoke, he raised his other hand and drew a spell in the void.

I saw a mysterious dharma seal being born, and suddenly there was a strong wind all around. In the thick ghost fog, gray air currents were sucked in and poured into the dharma seal.

"Ghost curse!"

Seeing this scene, Guardian Ling's expression suddenly changed.

He looked at the old man in shock, and said: "Patriarch, this curse must never be used, otherwise, even if you can pass through from here, you will be invaded by the ghost mist, and the magic power will be greatly damaged, and the realm will plummet. It’s not worth the loss!”

The ghost curse is terrible, and the guardian spirit is very clear.

Once this curse is cast, it will be assimilated by the ghost energy in the ghost's eyes and become a real ghost.

Although the dark abyss ghosts practice ghost energy, they are still races in the spirit world. Once they turn into ghosts, they will be trapped here forever and cannot be reborn forever.

"Ha ha……"

The old man laughed, looked at the guardian spirit and said: "The ghost spell can temporarily assimilate me into a ghost here, and then I can naturally ignore this place and walk through it. As for the damage to the real essence, it will only wait for me to get the spirit essence and fairy jade." Take it, and you can naturally restore your real body, completely avoiding this problem."

Hearing the words, the guardian spirit shook his body, and nodded in a sudden realization.

But still couldn't help worrying: "However, this matter is a bit risky after all. Those two human races are both in the middle stage of Void Return. If they get the Lingyuan Xianqiong first, the consequences will be disastrous."

"They won't have any chance."

The old man chuckled and shook his head, the Immortal Execution Blade turned into a stream of light and disappeared in his hands.

Then, he opened his mouth and let out a low growl.

The surrounding ghost energy suddenly became violent, rushing towards his body like a torrent.

The old man's haggard figure suddenly became extremely swollen, but his speed was extremely fast. After inhaling the curse mark in the air into his body, he turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the ghost fog.

Looking at the misty ghost fog in front of him, the spirit protector flickered slightly, but finally disappeared in place after a flicker.

……

As the ghost fog deepened, more and more ghosts flickered around, and hideous faces appeared in front of them, making creepy roars.

"boom!"

A sharp sword light whizzed past, and the bright thunder swept across like a tidal wave. These ghosts, which were comparable to cultivators who turned into gods, disappeared in an instant, and then Ye Chunyang's figure appeared out of thin air, walking with the sword again.

The old man followed behind, grinning, looking extremely satisfied.

"Senior, they seem to be following." Hua Yanxi said suddenly.

She and Hua Fei'er have been following silently, without saying a word along the way, but looking at Ye Chunyang with a faint strange look in their eyes.

The old Taoist glanced back after hearing the words, and said disdainfully: "That Yuan Xianyi was only in the early stage of returning to the void 300 years ago, but he didn't expect to have advanced to the middle stage of Taoism now, but just because he also wants to compete with the poor Taoist, it is really embarrassing." According to one's ability."

The two women looked at each other, their expressions flickering slightly.

Hua Fei'er said: "Senior, what should we do at this time?"

"Don't worry about them, just keep going." The old man glanced ahead and said indifferently: "There is still a long way to go through the ghost fog. They don't have the power of thunder, and their true essence will soon be gone." Exhausted, then there is no need for Pindao to take action, and they will die in this ghost fog."

When the two women heard the words, they didn't ask any more questions.

Hua Fei'er, who was walking behind, couldn't help but glanced at the figure Yu Jian in front of her, wondering what was going on in her mind.

Ye Chunyang stopped the conversation of the three in his ears, glanced back slightly, and a dark look flashed in his eyes.

He could feel that there were more and more ghosts around him, and if it continued like this, even if he could restrain it with the power of the thunder in the Perishing Sword, his true essence would not be able to support it.

Moreover, there is no heaven and earth spiritual energy to absorb except ghost energy here, so it can only rely on pills and spirit stones to recover.

But obviously surrounded by so many ghosts, he didn't have any spare time to take the pill.

What can be done now is to fight to the end in one breath.

"I don't know where this ghost fog extends. We must try to get out before they pass through here." Ye Chunyang thought to himself.

In this fog of ghosts, he is the only one who has the upper hand. Now the initiative is in his hands, and he only needs a suitable opportunity to leave the old way.

While judging the situation, he walked through the ghost fog, and soon another half an hour passed.

After such a long period of consumption, Ye Chunyang also felt the rapid loss of true energy, so he had to take pills to recover.

The two girls, Huayanxi, gradually showed signs of being unable to hold on, but they did not dare to stop at all, and could only follow Ye Chunyang closely.

Ye Chunyang's spiritual sense secretly sensed that going on like this is obviously not a long-term solution, and only by trying to make the old man stalk the mouse, can he have a chance of escape.

However, just as he was secretly gaining momentum and preparing to launch a strategy, he suddenly saw some strange scenes, and his face couldn't help but change.

(End of this chapter)