The three of them changed their formations again. Yang Zhen and Zixue were in front, and Zhao Yue'er was twenty feet away in the back, illuminating them with the Flame Sun Dharma Pearl.
A completely dark environment will only make the ghosts feel more at home.
This time the ghosts came faster, and the strong blood energy was the most beautiful food in the world for them.
A large group of black mist was like substance, like a strong wind and huge waves in the deep sea, rolling towards the two of them.
In an instant, Yang Zhen felt a chill that penetrated her bones. The robes on her body were completely unable to prevent their invasion.
These ghosts are really powerful!
At this moment, a series of lightning bolts appeared out of thin air and rushed into the black mist, as if there were countless silver snakes dancing inside.
A series of miserable screams came out from the black mist, the sound was sharp and piercing, as if it was going straight to the depths of the soul, making people sick.
With a bang, the black mist suddenly exploded, and countless ghosts flew out of it, rushing towards Yang Zhen and Zixue from all directions.
Under the threat of lightning, they no longer dare to gather into a group, but spread out to attack.
But for Yiyi, this is what she wants. The wave of lightning just now seemed so powerful, but not a single ghost was actually wiped out. Moreover, being wrapped in black mist, it would be difficult for her to absorb even the purified soul essence.
Now, it is possible to kill them one by one as if by name.
Then, above the underground palace, a lightning bolt as thick as a bucket suddenly struck a cloud of human-shaped smoke.
This is a girl with long hair, and the outline of her face seems to still show some of the beauty of the country back then, but her face is as pale as white paper, and there is a huge cut on her neck, which is a fatal injury.
The stronger the ghost, the better it can maintain the image of the moment before death. This girl's cultivation during her lifetime was at least in the late Zifu period.
However, under the majestic pressure of thunder and lightning, this ghost was unable to resist. It only had time to let out a miserable wail before it disappeared and turned into a wisp of smoke.
"Awesome!" Yang Zhen secretly gave Yiyi a thumbs up.
A black figure suddenly sprang out from his side, pounced on the wisp of green smoke, and soon saw the green smoke and made a thin line, entered the nose of the girl in black, and disappeared.
"Stinky Youyou, bad Youyou, annoying Youyou, you are robbing me of my soul element!" In his mind, the angry cry of Xiao Xiancao came.
Yang Zhen was a little confused for a moment. Aren't you good sisters who share blessings?
What made him even more confused was, Youyou, did you ask for my permission when you ran out?
How can I explain it to these two people around me!
Sure enough, Zixue and Zhao Yue'er in the distance looked like they had seen a ghost, looking at the sudden appearance of the girl in horror.
If it weren't for the feeling that the girl's body was like that of a normal human being, definitely not a ghost, Zixue would have almost stabbed her with the peach wood sword!
"Little Shitou, who is she!" Zhao Yue'er knew Yang Zhen best, and she could tell the clues at a glance from the man's dull expression.
"She is..." Yang Zhen hesitated while waving her mahogany sword to block the Yinhun's attack.
Then he decided to tell the truth.
"Her name is Youyou, and she is a transformed shadow grass. When I made the Nether Blood Pill for my grandma, the main medicine was taken from her."
This was a painful experience that Youyou didn't want to recall the most. As soon as Yang Zhen finished speaking, she saw the body of the girl in black trembling slightly, with a look of grievance and sadness on her face.
Zhao Yue'er was completely confused.
"What! Is she a grass? A monster in disguise! Also, you have used it to make elixirs, how come she is still alive?"
"This is a long story, let's talk about it later!" Yang Zhen didn't know how to explain it at the moment, so she had to delay.
In this short moment, several ghosts had broken through the defense of the robe and began to invade his body.
Yinhun's whole body was filled with coldness, but just after contact, Yang Zhen felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
Once the Yin Soul enters the body, its Yin evil energy goes straight to the internal organs, which can range from a loss of blood energy to a serious illness, damage to the foundation, or even loss of life.
Yang Zhen did not dare to be careless. With a thought in her mind, she activated the Body Strengthening Technique, causing blood and energy to surge throughout her body. The entire body suddenly became as hard as steel, and the cold air was swept away.
The ears and eyes are also refreshed, and the noises of ghosts crying, wolves howling, and crickets boiling will no longer disturb the mind.
His physical training has entered the stage of hundreds of refinements, just like a piece of iron stone being refined into steel.
The vigorous blood was undoubtedly a great temptation for the ghosts, and more ghosts came to wrap around him. However, the body as hard as steel made it difficult for these ghosts to move forward, and they had to keep clashing and roaring on the surface of his skin.
At this time, Yang Zhen was like a red soldering iron soaked in cold water. Although the body is still warm, over time, it will eventually be soaked with cold water and it will be difficult to persist.
"Little stone!" Zhao Yue'er couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw countless ghosts rushing toward the man, and quickly cast the light of the Yanyang Magic Pearl on Yang Zhen.
Normally, these ghosts would probably be scared away, but now, under the stimulation of living blood, they were like moths to a flame, rushing towards them one after another, without any regard for the scorching sun.
Fortunately, Yiyi finally recovered after a short period of disappointment and anger, and once again used a barrel-thick thunder and lightning, which turned a ghost around Yang Zhen's waist into smoke.
Near the water tower, the little fairy grass did not give Youyou a chance this time and absorbed the wisp of green smoke in an instant.
Youyou's body swayed slightly, as if she wanted to rush over and devour it, but she didn't dare, with an unhappy look on her face.
"Hmph! Youyouyou dare to steal my soul element." Yiyi felt happy now.
In the blink of an eye, she killed another ghost and smoked up the smoke again.
Youyou looked at it eagerly, her saliva almost flowing out.
Yiyi was even more proud, he was familiar with the road, and swallowed three more green smokes one after another.
Youyou looked in a daze, like a little match girl staring at the roasted goose in the window.
Yang Zhen finally couldn't bear it and said with a smile: "Youyou, come back."
The girl in black glanced at him timidly, a little hesitant, but also a little yearning. Finally, she moved over step by step and disappeared into Yang Zhen's wrist.
Zixue could see this scene clearly from the sidelines.
Yang Zhen had no time to care.
What surprised him even more was that these ghosts completely ignored Youyou, as if she was not a living person, but one of them. Ren Youyou walked around here freely, and not a single ghost attacked her.
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A moment later, the girl in black appeared again.
This time, the two grasses seemed to have reached a tacit understanding. Yiyi no longer enjoyed the food exclusively, but every time he killed two, he would leave one for Youyou to share.
After a few breaths, Yang Zhen's body felt colder and colder, and she gradually felt weak.
"Senior sister—" he shouted loudly.
Zixue understood in her heart, and with a wave of her jade hand, she put the jade plate with drops of blood into the space.
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling beam of scorching light shot out from her hand.
This was the agreement between the two parties before the battle.
As long as the blood is collected and the Flame Sun Magic Orb is activated, the ghost should regain some sense and retreat.
However, they miscalculated.
After the battle until now, the blood energy exuding from Yang Zhen not only filled her body, but also spread throughout the underground palace.
Countless ghosts emerged from the depths of the underground palace like sharks that smelled blood.
A ghost with a face like a full moon and a body that was no longer vaguely transparent floated in from a distance with a sinister smile.
His whole body was not only filled with a bone-chilling chill, but also a powerful Yin evil pressure.
This is--
A ghost at the Zifu level!
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The second update is completed!
