When the zombie opened his mouth, a ball of extremely smelly mucus sprayed towards the side of Tang Tian's face.
There was a flash of light in Tang Tian's hand, and a long red stick about the thickness of two fingers and half a man tall was thrown out by him.
There were blood-red runes flashing on the long red stick. As soon as it was launched, a series of "sizzling" sounds burst out from the surrounding cold airflow.
Immediately, some strange dark green liquid dripped to the ground, making Li Yan and the others who were following him feel that the chill around them was greatly reduced, and their bodies felt a lot more comfortable.
The long red stick turned into a soul that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, a python but not a python, with a head like a cat's face. As the body twisted, sparks shot out, like brilliant fireworks.
The soul with a head like a cat and a face looked at the green-haired zombie opposite, and his face showed the same joy as a human.
Ignoring the thick smelly mucus that had reached his forehead, his long body continued to surge forward like a wave, and the mucus was instantly entangled in it.
A cloud of gray smoke rose up with a "chi" sound and spread out in the air.
But this weird soul body with a head like a cat and a body like a python did not lose its power. The next moment, it strangled the green-haired zombie that was a little clumsy and was rushing towards it with all its strength. .
As the green-haired zombie roared, "chichichichi..." the sound continued continuously, and a large amount of smoke rose up from the zombie's body, and it became thicker and thicker.
The body of the green-haired zombie is as strong as stainless steel, and it is so powerful that it can break monuments and rubble. In pain, its thick arms grabbed the body of the python.
Then with a loud shout and a tear, the cat's face immediately showed a look of pain.
But its body was only stretched and thinned by a few feet, and it was still tightly wrapped around the green-haired zombie.
Tian Denghu, who was standing at the back, forgot about his surroundings for a moment, opened his mouth wide, and looked at the battle ahead.
The green-haired zombie has reached the ninth level of the Qi Condensation stage. If he had been the first to face it, he would probably be corroded by the opponent's mouthful of mucus and his bones would be gone.
Before he could continue to watch, Wu Yizhen came from beside her and warned, "Two junior brothers, be careful!" As she spoke, she had already taken action.
Although she was blocked by Tang Tian, there was a baby with a red bellyband on her side. He rushed towards her with a greedy look on his face, and at the same time, he made a harsh baby sound in his mouth. The sound of crying makes people feel dizzy.
Tian Denghu was startled when he heard Wu Yizhen’s reminder. At the same time, he felt a sinister wind above his head, and in his consciousness, he saw a mourning stick wrapped in white cloth heading toward his door. Called over.
An old man's face full of resentment appeared on the mourning stick. He opened his mouth and said something sternly to Tian Denghu, which made Tian Denghu turn pale.
And the final advanceAs Li Yan entered, his consciousness just swept away and took everything in the tomb into his mind.
The place where they entered was a corner of the tomb. As far as the eye could see, all of them were in a wide tomb.
In a corner about two hundred feet away from him, a passage appeared in his consciousness, where ghosts were pouring out one after another, and they pounced out with teeth and claws.
At this time, there were at least fifty or sixty ghosts from the underworld in the tomb, fighting with six or seven battle groups.
Fang Guangjun, who was the first to enter, was surrounded by more than a dozen ghosts alone. Although he was already a foundation-building practitioner, the ghosts were all fierce and not afraid of life and death at all. The dark wind roared when they attacked.
Fang Guangjun looked embarrassed for a moment. Although he killed several close ghosts in a few breaths, he could not escape immediately.
The people of the Feng family also fought with ghosts one after another, using spells and explosions.
Now they can no longer try to seal these ghosts, they can only hope to beat them to pieces as soon as possible, otherwise, they will die.
As soon as Li Yan and his team entered, six ghosts were attracted to them and surrounded them, surrounding several people in the middle.
Fortunately, only two of the ghosts that came over were high-level Qi Condensation ghosts, and the remaining four were still at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Condensation, but these were obviously much higher levels than the ghosts outside the tomb.
Li Yan glanced at Tang Tian for a day. His long red stick was a spiritual treasure made from fire-based materials. It turned into a monster and strangled a green-haired zombie.
At this time, Wu Yizhen also presented a white jade bottle, and streams of light white mist were sprayed from the mouth of the bottle that refreshed the mind and body.
As the mist spewed out, the surrounding ghosts screamed and fled away, not daring to touch them.
"After all, he is a disciple of the Fallen Star Valley. As expected, the things he carries are either rich in yang energy or treasures full of vitality. These are the nemesis of ghosts in the Yin Division."
Li Yan could tell at a glance that the iron rod in Tang Tian's hand was a fire-based spiritual treasure from Zhiyang, while the jade purifying bottle offered by Wu Yizhen was a wood-based spiritual treasure full of vitality.
These two people have two spiritual treasures at once, which can be regarded as a fortune. In Li Yan's opinion, this is rare among Qi Condensation Stage disciples.
In fact, this is because Li Yan is not familiar with the alchemy and weapon refining sect.
For a sect like this, even if it is a second-level sect, the net worth of its disciples is often very different from that of an ordinary first-class sect.
Alchemy and weapon refining are the two most profitable skills among the hundreds of arts of cultivating immortals. How can any monk be without elixirs, spiritual weapons, and magic weapons?
For example, Tang Tian can already make elixirs. Even ordinary first-grade elixirs can give him a lot of extra income every month.
With these two spiritual treasures to restrain the ghosts, Li Yan saw that the surrounding ghosts could not cause much harm to Tang Tian and the others.
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Just as Li Yan was thinking, two ghosts also pounced on him.
It was unknown whether Tang Tian did it on purpose or was busy dealing with the highest-level ghost. He actually dodged the other ghosts that attacked him, and two ghosts appeared behind him in an instant.
All this happened very quickly, and Tian Denghu, who was standing in front of Li Yan, suddenly had a trace of fear in his eyes.
He himself was beaten by the mourning stick and was hiding in Tibet. Then two more ghosts attacked him and Zhang Ming. After hesitating for a moment, a diagonal thorn came out of his body, and he had already jumped forward. The left side of the sky.
Li Yan was left alone for a while, and was attacked by two ghosts.
At the same time, there was a big gap in the rear of Tang Tian and the others. Tang Tian and Wu Yizhen had exposed their backs to the attack range of the three ghosts.
"Stupid!"
Tang Tian's eyes flashed sharply, and he immediately wanted to kick Tian Denghu back with a kick.
Although he deliberately wanted to test Zhang Ming just now, he also thought that with Tian Denghu and two people defending him from behind, at least nothing would happen immediately when facing the three ghosts. Therefore, Just let one more ghost go over.
He wanted to take the opportunity to see how Zhang Ming dealt with it and see clearly Zhang Ming's true cultivation level. Even if Zhang Ming was not strong enough, the two of them would not be able to deal with three ghosts in one encounter. Will fall down.
Unexpectedly, Tian Denghu was so helpless. When he saw that there was an extra ghost, he immediately hid next to him, thus instantly breaking a big hole in their defense circle.
"What an idiot, he actually forced himself to follow me. Who said a fight must be one-on-one!"
Tang Tian was thinking about killing Tian Denghu instantly. They are all there. With such a mind, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will never achieve anything.
Zhang Ming, who was left at the end, saw two ghosts approaching. He seemed to be frightened for a moment, but then there was a wooden long sword in his hand.
In his haste, he turned his body to one side, and with a "ding" sound, the sword in his hand had swelled several points.
In the flash of red light, the long wooden sword collided with the waving one-arm of a zombie with only half a body left.
At the same time, Zhang Ming's body dwarfed, and he also jumped under another big foot that was floating.
The floating big feet were on a bare thigh. There was no body, just a thick long leg coming out of thin air.
The thighs are covered with thick and long black hairs, each of which is as thick as a little finger., and near the inner thigh, a white eye was staring at Zhang Ming fiercely.
"He is quite agile. Has he practiced martial arts among mortals?"
When Tang Tian saw Zhang Ming and reacted so quickly, he actually fought with a ghost. With his swift movements, he dodged the attack from the other ghost, which was a bit surprising.
At the same time, Tang Tian's aura surged, and he stopped the approaching Tian Denghu, and then stepped back.
"Do you want to die? If you bring a ghost near me again, I will kill you!"
Tang Tian turned around and gave Tian Denghu a cold look, but his hand was smooth. With one stroke, a talisman floated towards his big foot that was kicking towards him like lightning.
Only then did Tian Denghu react. Just now, he was subconsciously afraid of the scene where several ghosts were coming towards him, so he avoided it.
Unexpectedly, his move showed timidity in the eyes of others. On the other hand, Zhang Ming, who was not as good as him, actually fought with the ghost in an instant without any sign of retreating.
Tian Denghu’s complexion suddenly turned purple when he reacted. With a muffled sound, Tian Denghu rubbed his hands together and hit a ball of blazing fire towards the mourning stick that followed.
The spiteful old man on the mourning stick also made a sound of "hoohoho", and opened his mouth and a cold wind also blew towards Tian Denghu. Tian Denghu felt that his soul wanted to leave the body when the cold wind hit. ...
Twenty breaths later, all the ghosts in the tomb in the sight of Tang Tian and others were scattered and fled, leaving only a green liquid of terrifying ghost limbs.
Under the action of Youfang Guangjun, the foundation-building monk, about 60% to 70% of the nearly a hundred ghosts that poured out of the passage died, and the remaining ghosts fled back into the passage again.
The ghosts that escaped were obviously much more intelligent. They already knew what fear was, so naturally they were all ghosts with higher cultivation levels.
In the battle just now, Li Yan barely managed to kill a ghost. His body was soaked with sweat, and he looked like he was out of power.
Tian Denghu's face turned blue, and his steps were a little shaky when he moved. Just now, with all his strength, he finally killed the two-headed ghost.
It’s just that due to his previous timidity, the mourning stick took advantage of him and accidentally inhaled some ghost energy. Although he has swallowed the pill, his soul is still somewhat eroded.
Now his overall condition is extremely bad, but his momentum has returned, and the look he looks at Zhang Ming is once again arrogant.
As for the Feng family, there have been deaths. One person died and three were seriously injured. This was despite Fang Guangjun's full action.
Mainly because in the wave of attacks just now, a total of seven ghosts in the Qi Condensation Stage appeared, and the attack directions were scattered.
Fang Guangjun was unable to escape immediately. The ghosts had a huge advantage in numbers. Even if the Feng family disciples resisted desperately, casualties occurred within a few breaths.
Looking at the bitten corpse of a disciple of the Feng family dripping with blood and covered with colorful flowers on the ground, several female cultivators, including Wu Yizhen, had a look of fear in their eyes. Pass.
Several Feng family disciples looked at the passage in the corner with sad and angry faces.