Shen Luo's heart tightened. He quickly put away the Ghost General and the Ink-Armor Shield and looked into the big pit.
He saw that the seven skeletons had all collapsed. Xie Yuxin was sitting aside and resting, looking a little tired.
Seeing that she was fine, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, a burst of cursing sound was heard. The figure of the Red Hand Daoist quickly rushed over and said to the several people, "That bastard still ran away. Outside, ghosts are beginning to gather. We have to leave quickly."
Ge Tianqing bent down to pick up the storage ring and said, "We'll divide it when we go back."
Lu Huaming nodded.
"Don't be a spy next time." Shen Luo jumped into the big pit and helped Xie Yuxin up, saying with a smile.
Xie Yuxin was about to speak when the ground under their feet suddenly shook violently. A black whirlwind suddenly rose from the ground and turned into a huge vortex, swallowing the two of them.
Lu Huaming saw that something was wrong and hurried to save them. However, his body tilted slightly and was pulled into the vortex by the force.
Ge Tianqing and the other two knew that something was wrong. They immediately wanted to escape, but before they could get away, they were also drawn in by the increasingly strong force and swallowed up.
After a dozen breaths, the black whirlwind in the big pit gradually dissipated, and Shen Luo and the other figures all disappeared.
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Everywhere in the huge Chang 'an City, the sound of fighting rose and fell one after another.
The Tang Empire's government had sent out all their troops, so did the ghosts.
On the ground, ordinary soldiers and some low-level cultivators were fighting with the zombies, water ghosts, and other low-level ghosts. Every street was a battlefield, and the sound of fighting shook the sky.
A dark cloud was suspended in the air. It was as dark as ink and as deep as the endless night sky. It almost swallowed half of the sky and seemed to sweep across the sky.
Under the dark clouds, the high-level cultivators of Chang 'an City fought fiercely against the powerful ghosts and the cultivators of the Body-Refining Altar. All kinds of Celestial Artifacts flashed wildly, and shadows of ghosts floated. Sharp whistles and screams rose and fell one after another. Blood splashed and broken limbs fell from time to time. The battle was more tragic than below, and the air above Chang' an City seemed to be filled with the smell of blood.
In front of the battle circle, several huge bright balls of light were floating. They were fiercely clashing with each other. It was the battle between the strongest people on both sides. From time to time, earth-shattering sounds could be heard.
At the forefront of these people, an old man in full armor stood in the void. It was Cheng Yaojin, holding two giant axes that radiated golden light. He was in a fierce battle with a seventy to eighty feet tall, blood-red, three-headed skeleton and a tall man in a black robe with a strange Yin and Yang face.
The two axes in Cheng Yaojin's hands were dazzling with golden light. His movements were like moving clouds and flowing water. He was as agile as a swimming dragon. Although he was fighting one against two, he had the upper hand.
The huge three-headed skeleton fought for a long time without success. Its six eyes shone fiercely, and its three mouths opened at the same time.
Three balls of blood-red flames were shot out from its mouth, and they immediately expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, they turned into three balls of blood-red flames that were more than a hundred feet in size.
The middle head of the skeleton opened its mouth again, and a ray of blood-red light was shot out. It divided into three and entered the three balls of blood-red flames.
The three balls of blood-red flames immediately shone again, and they quickly merged into one. They turned into a ball of blood-red flames the size of a small mountain, and rushed toward Cheng Yaojin like a meteor.
An endless fierce aura was emitted from the blood-red flames, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the void was boiling.
This attack was obviously not trivial. The blood-red light on the three-headed skeleton's body dimmed by more than half, and its body shrunk a lot.
The man with the Yin and Yang face also screamed. He flipped his hands, and a black and white mirror appeared in front of him, blooming with a strange black and white light.
The man with the Yin and Yang face wriggled his mouth and a mouthful of blood essence was spat on the black and white mirror, and it quickly merged with the mirror.
The black and white rays of light blossomed from the mirror. With a buzzing sound, a black and white beam of light shot out from the mirror, and attacked Cheng Yaojin.
Cheng Yaojin snorted coldly, and a dazzling golden splendor rose from his body. The big axe in his hand exuded a golden light, and he chopped horizontally.
A sharp sound of breaking the air resounded, and resounded in the entire void in an instant. A mountain-like golden light soared up, and formed a golden light beam that was twenty to thirty feet high. It was as if a mountain had collapsed, and the earth had cracked open.
The air in front seemed to have been sucked dry by a terrifying force in an instant, and it issued a muffled hissing sound. The suffocating murderous aura rolled wantonly, and intertwined to form an aura that seemed to be able to swallow everything.
The entire void twisted and deformed in an instant, and Cheng Yaojin's figure also disappeared, and integrated into the golden light beam. It rumbled forward, and collided with the blood-red flames and the black and white light beam.
With two muffled sounds of "Bang", "Bang", the blood-red flames and the black and white light beam were easily cut open by the golden light beam, and swallowed up.
Without a pause, the golden light beam continued to roll forward, and arrived in front of the three-headed skeleton and the yin-yang faced man in the blink of an eye.
The three-headed skeleton's vitality was greatly damaged. It wanted to escape, but it didn't have enough time. It was shrouded by the golden light beam, and only a cracking sound was heard. The three-headed skeleton's body was completely submerged by the golden light beam, and it didn't know what had happened.
The complexion of the yin-yang faced man turned deathly pale in an instant, and he roared loudly. Then, the black and white mirror emitted a dazzling light, and the two rays of light flashed and changed rapidly. The nearby void was faintly distorted, and fluctuated, and the figure of the yin-yang faced man also became blurred.
The golden light beam arrived in a flash, and chopped the black and white mirror in a ruthless manner.
"Bang" a loud sound was heard, and the black and white mirror shattered into pieces. But, the golden light beam also paused for a moment.
The yin-yang faced man spouted a mouthful of blood, and took advantage of this opportunity to fly out upside down.
But, the golden light beam immediately destroyed the black and white mirror completely, and continued to move forward like lightning. In the blink of an eye, it caught up with the yin-yang faced man, and chopped down again. It seemed that this person would also be submerged and swallowed up.
At this moment, the black clouds behind suddenly surged with black gas, and in the blink of an eye, a black giant claw the size of a house was condensed. It was covered with black scales, and it made the sound of thousands of ghosts howling.
The black giant claw stretched forward, and instantly crossed a distance of more than a hundred feet, and appeared in front of the yin-yang faced man, and blocked the golden light beam.
With a loud bang, the golden light and the black claw shattered at the same time, and a wave of air that was almost visible to the naked eye instantly burst out in mid-air, setting off a gust of wind.
The wind surged within a range of more than a dozen miles, and whether it was the cultivators of Chang 'an City or other ghosts, they were all blown out.
Cheng Yaojin's figure appeared, and with golden light on his body, he looked like a golden god, which made people feel awe in their hearts.
"Yuan Zui, are you finally willing to make a move?" He didn't continue to make a move, and looked into the depths of the black clouds, and slowly spoke.
The thick black clouds parted to two sides, and a passage appeared, and a man in a black robe appeared.
This man looked to be in his thirties or forties, and his figure was tall and straight. His facial features were clear, and it could even be said that he had a dignified appearance. The most eye-catching thing was his pair of eyes, which were full of soaring spirit. Whether it was his style or bearing, it was admirable.
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