Ling Xian couldn't help but flash a trace of remorse in his heart, he knew that this place was strange, and he shouldn't be greedy for comfort and stay here.

But now, it was useless to say this, he was busy reining in his breath, trying not to let the monsters outside find out his traces.

Yin Spirit, it's not easy to mess with.

Speaking of this thing, although it is the same ghost, it is completely different from the zombie.

The former is a monster that is transformed into a person's body after death.

The Yin Spirit, on the other hand, is formed by the soul of a person after death.

As we all know, people have three souls and six spirits, and once they fall, the souls will either re-enter reincarnation or dissipate with the wind.

However, this is common sense, but there are always many exceptions in the world.

If there is great resentment before death, after death, the soul will neither re-enter the cycle nor easily dissipate, but will turn into a ghost.

That's also a type of Yin Spirit.

But there are definitely not many of them, even rarer than zombies, how can there be so many in front of them?

Ling Xian's face couldn't help but show a hint of strangeness.

First a zombie, and now a yin spirit, what happened to this Phantom Moon Island?

However, at this moment, Ling Xian had no time to think.

How to survive the current crisis is the first priority.

As time passed, there were more and more Yin Spirits, and there were nearly a hundred of them, and unlike the rumored Yin Spirits, these guys in front of them seemed to be much stronger.

Could it be ......

The bad premonition in Ling Xian's heart became stronger and stronger.

These Yin Spirits should not have been formed by the soul of the foundation building period monks.

This thought hadn't yet turned around, and a scene that made Ling Xian's scalp tingle even more appeared.

There was no sign at all, and a terrifying whirlpool appeared more than a hundred feet ahead.

It was as black as ink, and then all the ghosts cried together, and the roar of those yin spirits could literally burst people's eardrums.

Roar!

With a roaring sound, it was made a big deal. Those yin spirits actually scrambled to swarm like the whirlpool.

Poured into the whirlpool, merging with each other......

That's right, fusion!

Nearly a hundred yin spirits were entangled and mutated, and soon, one was more than a foot tall. The blue-faced fanged ghost came into view.

Wrapped in a thick ghost aura, every gesture was released.

This is not an ordinary unjust soul, but a monster at the level of a ghost general.

The ghost will be late!

It can be compared to a foundation building monk who survived a catastrophe.

Ling Xian's face showed a hint of fear, this was a formidable enemy that he had never encountered before.

Although Ling Xian was full of confidence in his own strength, in the existence of the same level, he was already considered a strong person with good strength.

But this guy in front of him is more than a big realm higher than himself, if he finds out. He was doomed.

Ling Xian didn't dare to come out, in this Phantom Moon Island, it was really full of dangers, I hope the other party wouldn't find out, but the heavens didn't fulfill people's wishes, but the blue-faced and fanged ghost slowly rushed to this side and turned his head.

He smelled the breath of the living.

A hideous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he strode over.

"Oh no, it's been discovered!"

Ling Xian's face was like dirt. But there was no panic, fear of no use. The more fearful you are, the more likely you are to find yourself in a deep crisis.

You have to calm down in order to deal with a strong enemy.

Ling Xian admonished himself.

No matter what, don't fall yourself, there must be a way to leave this Phantom Moon Island safely.

The distance of more than 100 zhang. The ghost came in an instant, a trace of hideous color flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he opened his mouth, and a cloud of mist erupted from his mouth.

After the mist left his mouth, he churned slightly. It turned into a hideous ghost claw the thickness of a bucket, with five fingers like hooks, and grabbed at the bamboo building.

Ling Xian's face was extremely solemn, and a spell struck at the prohibition above his head.

With his movements, a red light flashed in the sky above the bamboo tower, and a fire cloud the size of an acre appeared.

Array Talisman!

Since this thing is arranged, if you don't use it now, when will you wait?

With Ling Xian's movements, the fire cloud surged, and then a python with strange horns changed out of it, with a large mouth, spewing flames, and flew towards the ghost claws.

Naturally, the ghost claw did not show weakness, and soon the two were entangled with each other.

And inside the bamboo building, Ling Xian's hands were still flying, and with his movements, one after another spells shot out from his fingertips, and the fire clouds above his head began to roar, surging violently, changing shape, and soon, it turned into a burning giant net, falling towards the powerful ghost.

Of course, Ling Xian didn't have the luxury of expecting that a mere array talisman would really be able to trap this thing, but even if it was a little delayed, it would be good.

You can take advantage of this opportunity to run away.

Although he was not 100% sure, in this case, even if there was only a 10% chance, Ling Xian would have to give it a try.

And the next development of the situation, just as Ling Xian predicted, although the cultivation of that powerful ghost was good, his spiritual wisdom was obviously inferior to that of human immortal cultivators.

He couldn't respond quickly, so he was entangled and shrouded in the huge net of flames.

Roar!

The roar came into his ears, he was naturally unwilling to tie his hands, and struggled desperately, taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Xian flew out of the bamboo building.

With a flick of the robe, the seeds of the flame thorns flew out, dozens of them, and under the action of spiritual power, they grew up rapidly, tightly entangling the powerful ghost.

Then Ling Xian turned into a frightening rainbow and flew away.

But after flying for more than a hundred feet, the earth-shattering roar reached his ears, and the fierce ghost had broken free from the shackles of the array and thorns, and the last to come first, blocking his way.

Ling Xian's face was ugly to death, in the final analysis, he still underestimated the strength of the other party.

In the later stage of the ghost general, such an existence is simply not something that he can cope with today.

But so what, if you can't beat it, you have to fight, you can't stay here and let him kill!

Thinking of this, a hint of anger flashed in Ling Xian's eyes.

The brave man was not afraid, he stretched out his hand and patted it, first sacrificed the turtle shield, and spun it in front of him.

As the saying goes, didn't learn to fight. Learn to be beaten first, especially in the face of such a strong enemy, if you don't arrange your own defenses first, you may be killed in seconds if you don't notice it.

Ling Xian naturally wouldn't make such a mistake, so he sacrificed the defensive spirit weapon first.

Then he flicked his robe again. The sound of "whoosh" breaking through the air was loud, and the Snow Shadow Flying Locust Knife was sacrificed by Ling Xian.

In the face of the powerhouse in the late stage of the ghost general, Ling Xian naturally didn't dare to hide it, and the Huoyun Sword didn't need to be taken out to embarrass people, now there is only this complete set of top-grade spiritual weapons, maybe there is a little use.

With the loud sound of breaking the air, the aura was dazzling, but there was no fear on the face of the ghost.

I saw him pound his chest. The ghostly aura swarmed out, and then it turned into a hideous and ugly skull.

The skeleton's mouth chewed for a while, and then spat out a few ghostly lights.

But when I heard the bang, there were as many as nine ghosts, and the last one came first, entangled the Snow Shadow Flying Locust Knife.

Ling Xian sighed, in the final analysis, it was still a matter of his own realm, even if it was a top-grade spiritual weapon. Qi refining level immortal cultivators can only exert their strength at two or three times out of ten. Otherwise, the skull was obviously just a spell, how could it block his own attack.

However, this thought was not over yet, the other party had already defended and attacked, only to see another burst of chewing in the skeleton's mouth, and then spit out at Ling Xian. A turquoise flame flew out.

"Five poisonous ghost fire!"

Ling Xian's face showed a look of fear, this thing, stained a little, is not a joke.

At this time, it was too late to hide, so he could only raise his hand and point. Suddenly, there was a loud buzzing sound, and the Xuan Turtle Shield became more than several times larger in an instant, protecting Ling Xian's figure.

But when the sneer came into his ears, although the five poisonous ghost fires were blocked, the aura on the surface of the Xuan Tortoise Shield also became nothing, and a good medium-grade defense treasure was about to be abolished in an instant.

I can't resist it at all.

Even with Ling Immortal's city mansion, his face couldn't help but show a hint of panic.

But there were no six gods without masters, and it was obviously foolish to stay where they were at this time, so Ling Xian withdrew and retreated.

The ghost could see it clearly, and naturally he didn't want to let him go like this.

As a Yin Spirit Ghost Thing, devouring an Immortal Cultivator is a great supplement, and his expression when he looks at Ling Immortal is as if he is looking at food.

The right hand is raised and swung forward hard.

With his movements, Ling Xian found that he was surrounded by a cloud of yin wind.

And in the yin wind, there was also a terrible ghost cry, and then the void blurred slightly, eight cloaks scattered, and a female ghost with ten fingers ran out of it.

In all fairness, these female ghosts were not extremely ugly, but each of them, their faces were distorted and full of anger, and they pounced towards Ling Xian from all directions.

"Not good!"

At this moment, Ling Xian really didn't have many means to use, after all, he was only an immortal cultivator in the Qi refining period, and he was almost at the limit of manipulating two spiritual weapons at the same time.

Seeing the female ghost pounce, Ling Xian had no choice but to flick his robe, and suddenly, dozens of fireballs flew out of his sleeves.

The Five Elements Spell, of course, can't be cast so quickly, and what Ling Immortal uses is a talisman.

The rumbling sound came to the ears, and the female ghosts slowed down.

However, the power of the fireball is too weak to have the effect of killing, and at most it can only delay the time a little bit.

In the distance, the arm of the powerful ghost was still waving, and more female ghosts with their hair scattered appeared in front of Ling Xian.

With the talisman treasure, it will definitely be able to deal with the female ghost in front of him, but if you want to sacrifice it, it will take some time, Ling Xian secretly complained in his heart, knowing that it is not of much use, so he can only continue to use the spirit talisman.

In this way, the sound of rumbling was endless, barely supporting the kung fu of a cup of tea, and there were not many of the hundreds of spirit runes that Ling Xian had prepared.

The offensive talismans were almost all used up, and only a few defensive talismans remained.

But in this case, the defensive talisman will not be of much use, those female ghosts, there are already nearly twenty of them, they are not afraid of death, and they are desperately attacking like Ling Xian.

"Damn, could it be said that he would really fall here?" Ling Xian was unwilling to do so in his heart, but at this time, he had indeed reached the point of exhaustion.

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