Kuyan and Zhan Jie didn't know Xu Ziyan, they just regarded her as an ordinary Taixuanzong monk. glanced at Xu Ziyan lightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"The faint-hearted can stay outside."

Xu Ziyan was silent. To be honest, Xu Ziyan also wanted to enter that palace to have a look. But the current situation is very wrong, all of a sudden the dense rakshasas have mysteriously disappeared, which makes Xu Ziyan feel very uneasy. However, Xu Ziyan thought about it for a while, Kuyan was a monk in the Dan period, and it would always be safer to be with him! However, Xu Ziyan finally reminded him:

"Captain, there is something in the palace that can be attacked by souls, we have to be more careful."

Kuyan just nodded faintly and said: "After the Rakshasa cultivates to the ghost general, he will master the ability of soul attack, maybe there will be a ghost general inside." Don't worry, a ghost doesn't take me seriously. ”

With the words of bitter smoke, everyone was in good spirits, and under the leadership of bitter smoke, they walked towards the bottom of the high ground.

While walking, Xu Ziyan carefully looked around. Until now, Xu Ziyan still didn't understand what to do, and all of a sudden the rakshasas disappeared. There was not a single rakshasa around, and the whole valley was surprisingly quiet except for the footsteps of everyone.

"Bang~~"

With a loud bang, the ground in front of them suddenly exploded into the ground, and six ghosts jumped out of the ground.

Bitter Smoke immediately unleashed a spell and blasted towards two of them, Zhan Jie rushed towards one, Jin Wufeng and Huo Wu rushed towards one, Gu Huang and Tianlan rushed towards one, and Ling Yijian rushed towards one with the remaining Taixuanzong monks.

Only Xu Ziyan stood still and didn't move, she had been apprehensive about the soul attack that had just rushed out of the palace. She didn't believe she was going to hurt the thing that unleashed the soul attack. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the dilapidated palace.

Kuyan is worthy of being a monk in the Dan period, and he quickly eliminated the two ghost generals. In an instant, Zhan Jie, Jin Wufeng and others also eliminated the ghost generals one after another, only Ling Yijian's side had not eliminated the ghost generals.

"Spread out!"

The bitter smoke shouted, and when Ling Yijian and the others dispersed, they flipped their hands, and a flame fell from the sky, instantly burning the ghost general to ashes.

Kuyan solved the first two ghost generals with one blow, and naturally saw the scene clearly. Seeing that everyone was fighting bravely, only Xu Ziyan was standing there alone, he felt a little contempt in his heart. It doesn't matter if a monk doesn't have the ability, if he doesn't have the guts, this life will be like that. is such a person, just now he was delusional to stop himself from going to the palace and remind himself. What is she doing here? Do you want to please yourself, make an impression on yourself, and get some benefits from me in the future? Hum! Such a person is also worthy?

After the six demons were destroyed, there was no more incident, and the crowd gradually approached the ruined palace. I don't know when the black clouds that had dissipated gathered again, covering the entire palace.

"What a powerful breath of death!"

Xu Ziyan stood in the middle of the crowd, looking at the palace shrouded in black clouds, his brows furrowed deeply. The thick aura of death was already as heavy as substance, and it made people feel breathless. This aura of death was even stronger than what Xu Ziyan had felt when he broke through to Ghost Shuai in Ghost King Island.

Just when Xu Ziyan felt the unprecedented pressure, a hoarse laugh came from the palace:

"Hehehe......"

Accompanied by that hoarse laughter, a chill of the frozen soul spread towards Xu Ziyan and the others, and the shape of the black cloud underwent an eye-popping change, like a huge tentacle waving all over the sky, and at the same time, there was a special rhythm vibrating in space.

As that special rhythm vibrated in the space, countless rakshasas drilled out from the ground and underground, and Xu Ziyan even saw ten ghost generals and one ghost handsome.

"Sister!"

Even Xu Ziyan, who has always been very ladylike, couldn't help blurting out a dirty word.

At this time, Kuyan also understood that this rhythm of spatial oscillation was a kind of summoning technique in the ghost world. As long as this rhythm continues, the rakshasas in the ghost world will always gather here. Now that the ghost general and the ghost handsome have been recruited, wait a while, maybe a super monster at the level of the ghost king will be summoned.

This is a big problem!

Bitter Smoke looked at the palace opposite with a blank expression, and rolled his throat dryly. At this time, they were already surrounded by rakshasas, and the only thing they could pray for was that thing in the palace was not too wicked. Otherwise, today's fate will be explained here.

As far as the eye can see, the surroundings are already a Rakshasa world. In the tumbling black clouds, countless rakshasas waved their steel forks like ocean tides, rolling towards Xu Ziyan and the others.

If it weren't for Xu Ziyan having seen a large number of rakshasas in the sea of ghosts, I am afraid that he would have lost the ability to act in fright at this time. At this time, she had an urge to use the Transfiguration Technique to transform into a Rakshasa to escape.

"I ......"

Xu Ziyan didn't know what foul words Lu Dao used to express his mood at this time, because four huge ghost eagles suddenly rushed out of the sky above the palace.

"And the Air Force!"

Xu Ziyan's face only left a helpless wry smile.

Dense rakshasas, ten ghost generals, one ghost handsome, four ghost eagles. Wait a while, there won't be more powerful ghost creatures, right? There will be no ghost dragons who will die, right?

"I'm grass! What exactly is this place? ”

Zhan Jie's voice trembled, and his eyes showed confusion and fear. Even he, a Great Perfection monk in the Foundation Building Period who had lived in the Netherworld for hundreds of years and had experienced countless battles in the ghost realm, was a little unbearable at this time.

"Let me wake up, I don't want to be in this dream!"

Some of the monks of the Taixuan Sect next to him had already begun to talk nonsense and were on the verge of collapse.

"I'd rather it was a dream!" Xu Ziyan muttered softly, with a wry smile on his face.

"Run!"

Bitter Smoke let out a loud cry and flew into the air first. The crowd flew up one after another, and flew towards the mouth of the valley. It's just that as soon as they flew into the air, they saw countless high-level rakshasas under the leadership of ghost commanders and ghost generals, rising into the sky one after another and killing all the monks.

In just an instant, there were constant terrible screams. One by one, the monks of the Taixuan Sect were bombarded to pieces by countless steel forks. Just at this moment, more than forty monks of Taixuanzong died.

This fierce scene made Zhan Jie stand in the air with a dull face, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Come together!"

After all, Kuyan has a lot of experience, and he immediately found that if his side escaped in such a panic, no one would be able to break through at all.

The sound of bitter smoke made all the monks see hope, after all, bitter smoke was a great monk of the Yudan period, which made the hearts of all the monks quiet. Fiercely slashed away the rakshasa that stood in front of him, and gathered towards the bitter smoke.

Seeing the monks gathered around him, Bitter Smoke began to lead these monks with difficulty in the direction of the high ground. At this time, the monks didn't care about the heartache of throwing away all their family resources, and threw the talismans in the storage ring towards the rakshasa like waste paper. Finally, they were about to reach the high ground from which they came, and if they had crossed that high ground, perhaps the rakshasas would not have come after them.

On the verge of life and death, the power belonging to the monks of the Yudan period completely burst out.

Bitter smoke.

This cultivator who has cultivated the highest in the Netherworld, and the power that erupted at this moment can make those monks in the foundation building period see what is called strength. The brilliant flames spread like a sea of fire, and countless rakshasas were burned to ashes in an instant. In front of the bitter smoke, where the flames swept through, a passage was cleared by the bitter smoke.

All the monks finally saw hope at this time, and their numb and frightened faces showed a look of joy. At this time, it is the best news for them to be alive, and the previous greed has long been gone.

However, at this moment, another voice came from the palace. But this time it wasn't a hoarse laugh, but the voice of a person:

"Greedy humans, are you still satisfied with my hospitality?"

Xu Ziyan felt a chill from his heart, and his brows furrowed deeply. I thought to myself:

"The sound of this thing is so oozing! As long as he keeps talking, he can seep people to death with his voice! ”

That voice didn't know what Xu Ziyan was thinking in his heart at this time, and continued:

"You can't escape! As long as I want to kill you, I don't need to do it. That little guy in the Dan stage, do you think you can defeat the ghost handsome? Will the remaining humans be able to defeat the ten ghosts? Not to mention that there are countless rakshasas, do you think you need me to do it? ”

All the monks, including Bitter Smoke, were silent.

"But your fate is good!" The thing in the palace laughed twice and continued:

"One of you humans is what I need, and if you let him into the palace, I'll let you go."

As soon as these words were uttered, horror appeared on the faces of everyone present, for fear that they were the ones who were needed. Restless eyes looked at each other, but the eyes of each other kept flickering.

"Who do you need?"

After a period of silence, the sound of bitter smoke sounded again, and there was helplessness and determination in the voice.

"That's it!"

As soon as the hoarse voice fell, a black cloud turned into tentacles and extended indefinitely, reaching out to everyone. Everyone's eyes looked at the tentacles that stretched out in the air in fear, for fear that the tentacles would point at them.

However, the tentacle eventually reached the crowd. The black tentacle pointed at a person, and it was Huo Wu, the senior brother of the Thousand Fu Peak of the Taixuan Sect.

This fifteenth place is too unstable! One vote away from being caught up! Comrades-in-arms, work hard, at least send the best to the tenth place! Hey~~