However, the formation based on these buildings was still in operation. They did not dare to attack rashly and had to avoid it.
Everyone was astonished and at a loss.
"Did someone leak the secret?" Han Feng frowned and immediately sent a message to Murong Xue.
Murong Xue had no clue, so she replied, "I don't know, but I have always seen their actions, so there should be no possibility of leaks."
Han Feng said no more. Although he was puzzled, this was not the time to consider this issue. The top priority was to make a decision. Whether to fight or retreat, it all depended on Murong Xue's thoughts.
Murong Xue frowned, and suddenly her soul power unfolded, turning into a line and rushing forward. After crossing a distance of dozens of miles, she suddenly discovered that a large group of ghost monks were retreating, seemingly gathering towards the headquarters of this stronghold.
Han Feng also immediately used his soul power to investigate and saw these ghost monks. They were thinner and smaller than the human race, and their eyes were white, as if they had no eyeballs, which was very strange.
"The situation has changed. All personnel must gather around me." Murong Xue's expression changed slightly, her eyes rolled, and she immediately issued a new order.
Everyone took the order and quickly gathered towards her. In just over ten breaths, they successfully gathered around her.
Murong Xue raised her hand, pointed in a direction on the left, and said coldly: "Follow me and go straight to Huanglong!"
Everyone was shocked, and the tall female cultivator opened her mouth and whispered: "Under such circumstances, shouldn't we evacuate in time?"
"The Yuxian Sect has an order. This attack is only allowed to move forward, and no retreat is allowed. Anyone who escapes before the battle will be killed!" Murong Xue looked around and shouted loudly.
Her words were decisive, and in line with the majestic momentum she exuded at the moment, she was full of majesty. No one dared to refute, and everyone could only follow the order.
"If you want to make military exploits, come with me!" Murong Xue seemed to transform into a general at this moment, leading everyone to rush to the left.
A group of dozens of them rushed into the retreating ghost monks in just a few breaths. Without saying a word, they naturally blasted them to death without any mercy.
This group of ghost monks seemed to have retreated a little hastily, and it was unclear whether it was a temporary order. They seemed disorganized. Under the attack of Murong Xue and others, they were defeated. In a short time, more than half of them were killed or injured. They abandoned their helmets and armor and scattered like birds and beasts.
Murong Xue's eyes flickered, and her face showed a true expression. She immediately ordered everyone to follow her closely, speeding up and catching them off guard.
Soon, Murong Xue led everyone forward for dozens of miles, and various buildings appeared in front of them. However, the ghost monks in this area did not retreat, and used the power of the formation to try to block the attack of Murong Xue and others.
It's a pity that Murong Xue didn't take her time with them. She said hello to the three half-step psychics. The four of them worked together and did not hesitate to expend their original power. In just three or four breaths, they broke the defensive barrier and let The ghost monks stationed behind screamed incessantly, and many of them were blown away, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
"Let's spread out and follow the original plan. We work in groups of two and destroy their formation as quickly as possible, focusing on destroying their fortifications!" Murong Xue rolled her eyes and ordered immediately.
Everyone agreed, and immediately formed their own teams and spread out, attacking various points according to the previous plan, striving to completely paralyze the stronghold of the ghost army.
"The ten of you are following me. It is reported that there is a venerable ghost clan stationed at this stronghold. The task of our group is to kill him!" Murong Xue's body was filled with sword aura, and all kinds of sword lights were spraying out. He came out, destroying the surrounding buildings while transmitting a message to Han Feng and others.
"Then why hasn't he appeared yet?" A small and exquisite female cultivator asked via voice message.
"He is also gathering people to fight us to the death. Otherwise, how could he let the ghost army at the edge withdraw. Of course, he does not want their death to be in vain." Murong Xue analyzed.
"If that's the case, why do you have to disperse the others? Aren't we in danger?" The female cultivator didn't know the reason and continued to ask.
"Only by creating chaos will the other party be unable to gather a large army, and we must be faster and attack the headquarters of this stronghold directly!" Murong Xue explained quickly, and then urged.
With that said, she took the lead and flew forward, followed by the rest of the staff with solemn expressions.
A group of eleven people quickly crossed the area. After a while, they encountered another light curtain, which was naturally defeated by them. However, there was no human figure behind the light curtain, and it seemed that they had left early.
This place is in a place filled with ghost energy, and the release of soul power is limited. Even Murong Xue can only expand a hundred miles away, but it is enough for her to detect the escaping ghost army.
Thirty miles away, a group of nearly 500 ghost monks were seen. The weakest ones were at a level comparable to the early stage of Guiyuan, while the strongest ones were in the realm of perfect elixir formation, and they were galloping forward in an orderly manner.
It was obvious that they were elite people. Murong Xue naturally could not let them join the ghost clan leader smoothly. Once they formed a battle formation, it would be difficult to kill the ghost clan leader.
Murong Xueyu raised her hand and ordered one of the half-step psychics to lead two of the monks who had completed the elixir formation to attack them and not give them a chance to escape.
And she took Han Feng and others away from here and continued to follow the route.
Time flies by, and half a stick of incense has passed before you know it. Murong Xue and others successfully broke through the three light curtains and successfully arrived at the headquarters of this stronghold.
Ahead is a high mountain with towering buildings shrouded in talisman light, apparently equipped with large magic circles.
However, only Ximen Dongqing, Han Feng and the tall female cultivator were left with Murong Xue, while the other three were assigned by her to kill other ghost cultivators.
"Where is the Venerable Ghost Clan? Why hasn't he appeared yet?" The tall female cultivator looked around hesitantly and whispered.
"Why are you anxious?" Murong Xue suddenly turned to stare at her and asked coldly.
"I'm not in a hurry, I'm just a little nervous." The tall female cultivator quickly shook her head and explained.
Murong Xue did not hold on to her, but turned to look at the high mountain. Just when she was about to make some moves, the light there suddenly shrank, and the magic circle emitted a series of buzzing sounds.
"Hey, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I'm just here now. I'm really disappointed!" A man's voice suddenly came from inside, and it was so loud that it spread throughout the countryside.
