In the pitch-black night, the moonlight did not penetrate into Longyuan, but the dim light of will-o'-the-wisps filled the canyon. The cold wind had already formed a thin layer of ice on the surface of the pool at the bottom of the canyon.
Breathing into mist.
"Bai, Baize!" Kong Kong trembled and hugged the branch, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, staring at the pool, as if he saw something extremely terrifying, and his upper and lower front teeth were chattering, "Bai, White Pond……"
The little monk was so frightened that he was speechless.
But while Bai Ze was casting a spell, he noticed something strange about Kong Kong. Moreover, there were strong winds, ghosts poured out of the pool, and the whole canyon was filled with sharp ghost cries. Kong Kong's voice was completely drowned by the ghost cries. Not to mention Bai Ze, not even Tang Zhizhi heard Kong Kong's voice.
Xu Peng's fingers gently clasped the scabbard and glanced at the empty position with an unclear expression.
As soon as the ghost rushed out of the pool, he found three living people on the shore. He immediately floated towards the three people, stretching out his hands, sticking out his tongue, or holding his head. The situation fell into crisis for a while, let alone... Tang Zhizhi, even a big man in Baize, was frightened to death when he saw the ghosts all over the canyon.
Kong Kong hanging on the tree was so scared that he rolled his eyes and just chanted the sutra over and over again on the tree.
If the Buddha Yuan was still there, Bai Ze wouldn't need to do anything. Only Kong Kong could save all the ghosts here.
But this trapped dragon abyss is really weird. The suppressing spirit stone is unknown, but the cultivation of the four people is firmly suppressed. Not to mention the true essence in the body, even the existence of the true essence cannot be sensed.
"Xiao Bai, be careful of ghosts." Xu Peng reminded Bai Ze, "None of us have true energy. I have refined my soul, and my ability to resist evil spirits is far greater than yours. Your cultivation is only at the micro level, and you cannot enter the supreme realm. If you don't practice the Sea of Consciousness, there are too many evil spirits here. Once you are possessed and unable to resist, you will probably be possessed by evil spirits."
"Infinite Heavenly Lord." Bai Ze took a deep breath, stared at the ghosts flying towards him, and asked Xu Peng, "Senior brother, are the spiritual weapons effective?"
"Spreading beans to create soldiers belongs to the Taoist magic. The magic is not restricted by numerology and only fears the way of heaven." Xu Peng said, "Evil evil spirits have no life, so to deal with evil evil spirits, you can only use magic. Spiritual weapons are definitely effective. Pay attention to precautions. , just don’t let evil spirits haunt you!”
Bai Ze nodded and controlled the spiritual soldiers to surround him and Tang Zhizhi.
Kongkong's position is too high, and some ghosts want to float over, but they are unable to get close to Kongkong, whether due to restrictions or some other reason.
There was a faint white light emitting from the whole body of the spirit soldiers. They were not as tall as Tang Zhizhi. There were nine of them in total. Five surrounded Bai Ze and the other two, three blocked Xu Peng, and one was in the middle to support them.
"Here we come!" Xu Peng said with deep eyes.
Bai Ze pulled out the Moyu sword, hoping in his heart that Moyu could be regarded as a Xuan-level spiritual sword and would be lethal to ghosts.
"Woo-"
Ghosts that were invisible at first glance came from all directions, most of them only went to Bai Ze and the other two, and only a few went to Xu Peng.
"Amitabha, Amitabha!" Kongkong chanted sutras with his eyes closed, not even daring to look at Xu Peng. He was obviously very frightened.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Bai Ze comforted the girl behind him while holding Mo Yu and giving instructions to the spirit soldiers to deal with the ghosts.
The dark wind blows, ghosts cry and wolves howl.
Tang Zhizhi felt inexplicably relieved when he heard Bai Ze's voice. He quietly opened his eyes and looked at the upright back of the embarrassed young man in front of him, as if he could hear the same violent heartbeat in Bai Ze's chest.
The daughter-in-law of the Prime Minister took a deep breath to calm her thoughts, pulled out the famous Sword River Picture, and walked out from behind Bai Ze.
Kong Kong couldn't get down, Xu Peng couldn't move, and Baize was injured the most.
The one in the best situation here is her.
Tang Zhizhi forced himself to stare at those terrifying ghosts, and while controlling his sword-holding hand not to shake, he kept cheering himself up in his heart.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. As a Taoist disciple, if you are a righteous person, will you still be afraid of these evil spirits?" Tang Zhizhi took a deep breath.
The spirit soldiers are already facing the group of ghosts.
As soon as the situation opened up, Bai Ze felt relieved.
First, a headless ghost met the spiritual soldiers, and was torn to pieces by the stupid-looking spiritual soldiers with their bare hands.
"It works!" Bai Ze said happily, "It seems that these evil spirits are not so scary!"
"Be careful, don't be careless." Xu Peng reminded Bai Ze.
"Okay, senior brother!" Bai Ze directed the spirit soldiers to fight with the ghosts.
"Ouch!!——"
But those evil spirits looked scary and gloomy. Unexpectedly, meeting the spiritual soldiers was like a mouse meeting a cat, each one seemed to be seeking death.
Occasionally, a ghost crossed the spiritual soldiers. Bai Ze stretched out his sword and killed the ghost, which made his inner confidence even stronger.
It seems that these things are not as scary as Xu Peng said.
But gradually, Bai Ze realized the problem.
There were too many ghosts, and it was like a war of attrition. Ghosts were floating around everywhere, and the number of spiritual soldiers was limited. In less than a cup of tea, Bai Ze had keenly discovered that he and Tang needed to get past the spiritual soldiers. Zhizhi took action to deal with more and more ghosts.
Tang Zhizhi was fine, but Bai Ze's injury was too serious and he failed to use his true energy to nurse him back to health. In just a moment, he was already in unbearable pain and was covered in sweat.
Bai Ze gritted his teeth and persisted.
"Bai Ze, behind me!" Tang Zhizhi was thoughtful and immediately realized that something was wrong with Bai Ze, so he stepped forward and protected Bai Ze behind him.
Bai Ze looked at Tang Zhizhi's back with mixed feelings in his heart.
But he didn't have time to sigh, as more and more ghosts crossed the spiritual soldiers.
"Senior brother, I can't stand it anymore!" Bai Ze shouted.
On the other side, Xu Peng was also forced to take action. There were fewer spiritual soldiers there, but fortunately there were not many ghosts approaching him. The leader of the Fire God Mountain waved the unsheathed ancient sword with one hand, smashing the evil spirits near him one after another.
The Yin Qi is getting heavier and heavier, and the temperature in the canyon is getting lower and lower.
Even though Bai Ze was practicing the "Chun Yang Zhen Jing", he also felt cold all over his body.
Tang Zhizhi's long eyelashes even had a thin layer of frost on them, and her face was pale with a dangerous blush. As time passed, she felt a little overwhelmed, and the speed of drawing the sword slowed down.
"Woo-"
But the ghosts are tireless.
"Use the magic again." Xu Peng's face was gloomy.
Bai Ze gritted his teeth, threw out the second broken spirit stone, and cast the spell.
But the second time he cast the spell, Bai Ze staggered and almost knelt down.
"Baize!" Tang Zhizhi was horrified.
Kongkong heard the sound and looked down, only to see a dim light in the canyon. Bai Ze and Tang Zhizhi were surrounded by ghosts on three levels inside and three outside, and they were almost invisible.
"No, it's okay!" Bai Ze had a splitting headache, and the strength of his body was almost drained the moment the technique was completed. He knelt down suddenly, and forced himself down again. He did not kneel down, and could only hear the dislocated bones. There was a click and he almost fainted from the pain.
Qing Lin rubbed the side of Bai Ze's face distressedly, and then slipped out.
"Lin'er..." Bai Ze felt uncomfortable in his heart. Watching Qing Lin get out, he realized something was wrong.
But Qinglin didn't look back.
At the moment when Bai Ze shook his head, all the spiritual soldiers stopped at the same time.
A group of ghosts swarmed in and engulfed Bai Ze and Tang Zhizhi in an instant.
The ghosts scrambled and screamed to get into their bodies.
Bai Ze was horrified and yelled, "Get away!!"
But Tang Zhizhi just waved the Hetu in fear, and there was already a ghost lying behind her, sucking something.
"Tang Zhizhi!" Bai Ze was horrified.
Tang Zhizhi turned around, looked past the numerous ghost figures, and smiled gently at Bai Ze. The Hetu sword fell from his hand and fell to the ground, making a terrifying sound.
The girl's face was pale and she looked utterly helpless.
At that moment, Bai Ze's mind went blank.
He thought it would be better if he used thunder method. The thunder method is the nemesis of evil spirits. You don't need to use lightning to lead. Just a sword can beat these ghosts to ashes.
But it can't.
There is no true energy in his body, not to mention the thunder method, he can't even protect the body with true energy.
Qing Lin spit out the peach blossom branch from his mouth and held it at Bai Ze's feet.
"Buzz!!——"
The peach trees summon ghosts, and as soon as the peach blossoms appear, the ghosts of the remnants of the army suddenly panic and flee.
"Ouch!!——"
Someone yelled at the peach blossom branch fiercely, but they didn't dare to get close.
This wasn't the end yet, Qing Lin opened his mouth and sucked in. The ghosts were frightened and were actually pulled by the green snake and swallowed into their stomachs.
The blue scales are devouring all ghosts.
Tang Zhizhi fell backwards, and Bai Ze gritted his teeth to catch the girl. The veins on his forehead popped out. He stared at Qing Lin and shouted: "Lin'er, stop quickly!"
Qing Lin is only a third-level monster, and only the fourth level can refine souls. Ghosts are naturally cold, which in a sense is a special way of existence of soul power. How can Qing Lin swallow it?
Sure enough, the moment Qing Lin was eating ghosts, his snake eyes had become like drops of blood, which was extremely terrifying.
