However, the formation outlined on the basis of these buildings was still working, and they did not dare to attack rashly, so they had to bypass.

The crowd was amazed and overwhelmed.

"Did someone leak the secret?" Han Feng frowned, and immediately transmitted the message to Murong Xue.

Murong Xue didn't have a clue, so she replied and said, "I don't know, but I've always watched their actions, and there shouldn't be a possibility of leaking secrets." ”

Han Feng didn't say much more, although he couldn't figure it out, but this was not the time to think about this issue, the top priority was to make a decision first, whether to fight or retreat, it was all in Murong Xue's thoughts.

Murong Xue frowned, and suddenly her soul power unfolded, turning into a line and rushing straight ahead, crossing a distance of dozens of miles, and suddenly found that a large group of ghost clan monks were retreating backwards, as if they were gathering towards the headquarters of this stronghold.

Han Feng also spread his soul power to investigate at the first time, and saw these ghost clan monks, they were thinner and smaller than the human race, and their eyes were white, as if they had no eyeballs, which was very weird.

"The situation has changed, and the whole staff has come to me. Murong Xue's face changed slightly, her eyes rolled, and she immediately gave a new order.

The crowd received the order and quickly gathered towards her, and after a little more than ten hours, they gathered around her.

Murong Xue raised her hand and waved, pointed in a direction on the left, and said coldly: "Come with me, go straight to the Yellow Dragon!"

Everyone was shocked, and the tall female cultivator opened her mouth and whispered, "In this case, shouldn't you evacuate in time?"

"The Feather Immortal Sect has an order, this attack is only allowed to advance, not to retreat, those who escape from the battle, behead!" Murong Xue looked around and shouted loudly.

Her words were categorical, and with the majestic momentum she exuded at the moment, they were full of majesty, and no one dared to refute a word, and everyone had to act on orders.

"If you want to make a war exploit, just follow me!" Murong Xue seemed to be incarnated as a great general at this moment, leading everyone to rush to the left.

A group of dozens of them were mighty, and after a few breaths, they rushed into the ghost clan monks who were retreating, and without saying a word, they naturally bombarded them for a while, without showing any mercy to their subordinates.

This group of ghost clan monks seemed to have retreated in a hurry, and they didn't know if it was a temporary order, they seemed to be disorganized, and under the attack of Murong Xue and others, they were unable to form an army, and after a while, more than half of them were killed and wounded, and they lost their armor and scattered as birds and beasts.

Murong Xue's eyes flashed, and there was an expression on her face that was really like this, and she immediately ordered everyone to follow her closely, speed up, and catch them off guard.

Soon, Murong Xue led everyone to advance for dozens of miles, and various buildings appeared in front of them, but the ghost clan monks in this area did not retreat, and tried to block the attack of Murong Xue and the others with the help of the power of the formation.

It's a pity that Murong Xue didn't take his time with them, and greeted the three half-step psychic people, and the four of them worked together, not hesitating to spend the power of the origin, just three or four breaths, and then broke that layer of defensive cover, making the ghost clan monks stationed behind scream, and many of them were also shocked out, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Let's disperse, let's still act according to the original plan, two people in a group, destroy their formation as soon as possible, and focus on destroying their fortifications!" Murong Xue rolled his eyes and immediately ordered.

Everyone responded to the peace, and immediately formed their own teams and dispersed, attacking various points according to the previous plan, striving to completely paralyze the stronghold of this ghost army.

"The ten of you are following me, it is reported that there is a ghost clan venerable stationed in this stronghold, and the task of our group is to kill him!" Murong Xue was surrounded by sword qi, and all kinds of sword light erupted, destroying the surrounding buildings while transmitting a message to Han Feng and the others.

"Then why hasn't he shown up yet?" asked a small, delicate female cultivator.

"He is also gathering his manpower to fight us to the death, otherwise how can he let the ghost army on the edge retreat, of course, this is also because he doesn't want them to die in vain. Murong Xue analyzed.

"In that case, why do you want to disperse the others, isn't it dangerous for us to have a few men?" the nun asked without knowing why.

"Only by creating chaos can the other party be unable to gather a large army, and we will be faster and attack the headquarters of this stronghold directly!" Murong Xue quickly explained, and then urged.

With that, she took the lead and flew forward, followed by the rest of the personnel with a grim face.

A group of eleven of them quickly crossed this area, and after a while, they encountered a light curtain blocking them, and they were naturally broken by them three times and five by two, but behind the light curtain, there was no human figure, and it seemed that they left in advance.

This is a place full of ghostly energy, and the release of soul power is limited, even Murong Xue can only expand a hundred miles away, but it is enough for her to detect the fleeing ghost army.

I saw that thirty miles away, a group of ghost clan monks was nearly five hundred, the weakest of them were comparable to the level of the early stage of the Guiyuan Dynasty, and the strongest one had the realm of the consummation of the Dan, and they were speeding forward in an orderly manner.

Obviously, their group of people were elite people, and Murong Xue naturally couldn't let them smoothly merge with the Ghost Clan Venerable, once they were combined into a battle formation, it would be difficult to kill that Ghost Clan Venerable.

Murong Xueyu raised his hand and ordered one of the half-step psychic monks to lead two of the monks who had attained the Perfection of the Dan to attack and kill them, not giving them a chance to escape.

And she left this place with Han Feng and the others and continued to follow the line.

Time flew by, and before I knew it, after half a pillar of incense, Murong Xue and the others successfully broke through the three light curtains and successfully arrived at the headquarters of this stronghold.

Ahead was a high mountain, with towering buildings on top of it, shrouded in runic light, apparently with large circles arranged.

However, only Ximen Dongqing, Han Feng, and the female cultivator who was tall and tall were left by Murong Xue's side, and the other three were sent by her to kill the other ghost clan cultivators.

"What about the Venerable Ghost Clan, why hasn't he appeared yet?" the tall female cultivator looked around hesitantly and whispered.

"What are you anxious about?" Murong Xue suddenly turned her head to stare at her and asked in a cold voice.

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm just a little nervous. The tall nun quickly shook her head and explained.

Murong Xue didn't hold on to her, she looked at the mountain, and when she was about to make some moves, the light suddenly converged there, and the magic circle emitted a series of humming sounds.

"Hehe, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I'm really disappointed to be here now!" suddenly came a man's voice from there, extremely grand, and spread throughout the four fields.