The blurry ghost shadow turned into a huge skeleton with only the upper body.
The skeleton was covered in heavy armor. The bones inside looked fragile, but because of the black fog lingering around it, they became solid and tough. A cluster of dark red flames flickered in the hollow chest cavity, and as it flickered, it gave off a great sense of crisis.
"Turning the void into reality, condensing the soul into the body!"
Hua Jieyu exclaimed. "The Five Spirits Longevity Spell mentioned this phenomenon. It's a very high level of Soul Cultivation."
"Oh no!"
Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled inexplicably. He felt his heart palpitate. He hurried forward to grab the sword.
"Clang!"
The cold light on the sword was cold and gloomy. A Sword Qi swung out and cut his wrist, forcing him to step back.
Shi Yuyan and the others were all startled.
Yang Qingxuan looked at the blood flowing out of his wrist and said in a daze, "How could this be?"
The blood was bright red, but it was soon dyed black.
He thought of all the enemies who had died under this sword. They were all poisoned and died miserably. His face turned pale and he was frightened.
Fortunately, the poison didn't seem to be serious. After a while, the blood on his wrist returned to its normal red color. Then it formed a blood scab and slowly healed.
This was all thanks to the Seventy-two Changes he cultivated, which had a strong ability to refine blood. Black Monkey, Blue Luan, Black Dragon, Time and Space Djinn, and so on were all powerhouses with super bloodlines. The ghost poison on the Night of a Hundred Ghosts couldn't erode him.
Yang Qingxuan ran his Vital Energy. After making sure that he was fine, he was relieved.
"Yang Qingxuan, what happened?" Shi Yuyan came forward and asked.
"Are you okay?" Wu Ying looked at his wound with concern.
Yang Qingxuan glanced at the two and sighed. "I'm fine for now, but I don't know if I'll be fine later."
Shi Yuyan stared at the sword and said in surprise, "Is the sword out of control?"
She raised her head again and looked at the huge dim light. She could only see a blurry shadow, unable to see the true body of the Ghost Lord.
Yang Qingxuan nodded with a solemn expression.
Shi Yuyan exclaimed in shock, "How can this be? Isn't your Martial Soul …"
Her words came to an abrupt end. There were too many people here, so it was obviously not appropriate to say it in public.
Yang Qingxuan sighed. "There seems to be a vague connection, but I can't be sure. This sword … I'm afraid it's going to be troublesome."
At this moment, thousands of people had already gathered around the huge dim light. They had all entered from the outside. Most of them had not seen the previous battle, and they began to riot and become dissatisfied. All kinds of emotions and discussions spread among the crowd.
"Can we leave or not? If you don't have the ability to open the passage, then get out of here and let someone else do it. "A strange Sea Race man with a long beard and a strange complexion became impatient and resentful.
"It's said that the passage is within this dim light. When will it open?" A yellow-robed woman frowned.
"Pinning all your hopes on this kid? Isn't that a little too much of a joke? Judging by his cultivation state, he's only a lesser celestial late stage." A middle-aged man's face was solemn as he exuded the aura of a greater celestial.
Kui Ying glanced at the crowd coldly and said casually, "If anyone has the ability to open the passage, we'll naturally be happy to see it. Whoever can do it, go ahead. If you can't, then don't bother."
"Hmph, let's go. I want to see what's so strange about this passage!"
The Sea Race man's face turned cold as he stepped forward. At the same time, he glanced at the yellow-robed woman and the middle-aged man, as if inviting them to join in.
The yellow-robed woman and the middle-aged man hesitated. Although they did not want to be the first ones to stand out, they could not back down in front of thousands of people. Plus, they were indeed impatient. They stood out and said in unison, "Let's see together."
The three of them stepped forward and looked at the sword carefully. Then, they raised their heads and looked at the dim light.
The yellow-robed woman stared at Yang Qingxuan and asked, "Is this the passage inside the dim light?"
Yang Qingxuan laughed bitterly and shook his head, "I don't know."
"What! You don't know? "The middle-aged man was furious and shouted," Then what are you doing here? "
Yang Qingxuan rolled his eyes and said, "What am I doing? Didn't you see it? I didn't do anything. "
"Wow! — — "
The crowd was in an uproar. The thousands of people were furious and shouted, "Motherf * cker, are you messing with us?" "Kill this kid, he's wasting everyone's time!" "Who said he was opening the passage? Kill him as well! "His anger suddenly erupted.
Other than the martial artists who had seen Yang Qingxuan in action, the rest of the crowd rushed forward.
Kui Ying and Yan Xue looked at each other and sneered in disdain.
Shi Yuyan saw the crowd getting restless and was alarmed. She shouted, "What are you guys doing? Find the passage yourself if you have the ability! "
The Sea Race man stared at the dim light for a while and said to the other two, "Let's break this dim light together and see what's inside. It seems the essence of the earth has been sucked in. "
Wu Ying swallowed. She wanted to tell them that it wasn't the essence of the earth that had been sucked in, but countless ghosts. However, seeing their arrogant faces, she swallowed her words.
"Okay, let's work together!" The yellow-robed woman and the middle-aged man agreed.
The three of them soared into the air and attacked the dim light.
Yang Qingxuan said in a low voice, "Be careful!"
He took Shi Yuyan, Wu Ying, and the others and retreated.
"Boom! — — "
The three rays of light hit the dim light and caused ripples. Ghostly wails and howls came from the place where they were hit, making people's hair stand on end.
The restless crowd was frightened when they heard the ghostly wails.
Suddenly, the two sunken eyes of the huge skeleton inside the dim light lit up with a dim green light and grew bigger from the size of a mung bean.
Yang Qingxuan shouted, "Not good. Run!"
Immediately, a streak of light wrapped around Wu Ying and the others and was about to fly into the distance.
Kui Ying and the other warriors had been paying attention to Yang Qingxuan's movements. Seeing him fly into the air, they were all scared half to death and turned to leave.
The rest of the people who came later were stunned for a moment, then they all frowned.
Some of them scolded contemptuously, "Trash!"
"Ah!" Suddenly, three miserable screams tore through the sky.
The faces of the three people outside the dim light changed greatly. The Sea Race warrior, the yellow-robed woman, and the middle-aged man changed greatly. They clutched their necks with all their might. Green liquid flowed out of their seven orifices, and their bodies were distorted.
In contrast to the miserable state of the three of them, ghostly laughter rang out from their bodies. There were more than a hundred of them, and it was extremely strange.
"Clang! — — "
The Hundred Ghosts Nightwalker stuck in the ground suddenly made a sword sound. Then, a sword light flashed, making people's eyes blur. It was as if a light shadow swept across the sky.
The bodies of the three people exploded into puddles of thick, pitch-black liquid that shot out into the air.
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