Since the Changshan Ghost King said this, everyone had no choice but to accept the challenge.
Shu Yuehen stepped forward and grabbed Ye Xuan's neck. Ye Xuan was unprepared and was caught by her.
Shu Yuehen threw Ye Xuan away like a stone.
"Don't come back until we're done fighting!"
She was worried that Ye Xuan would linger and refuse to leave and die again in the ensuing battle.
She glanced at the ghost in red wedding dress again with cold eyes. The ghost in red wedding dress understood what she meant and turned into a streak of blue smoke and flew away into the distance.
Changshan Ghost King stretched out his hand to stop him.
Qingjing Sect Li Shan shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoists, step back!"
A green talisman flew up in his hand and burned in the air, causing a bolt of lightning.
The lightning struck the Changshan Ghost King's outstretched arm and blew it away.
The Changshan Ghost King's expression remained unchanged, a burst of black smoke came out from his body, and his arms grew again.
Li Shan took out another stack of talisman papers from his savings bag and threw them out one after another, turning into streaks of lightning and heading straight towards the Ghost King of Changshan.
The Qingjing Sect was good at drawing talismans and sold them in large quantities. When Li Shan came to the underworld, he stuffed a lot of talismans and seals into his storage bag.
The Ghost King of Changshan was a little confused when he was hit by lightning. He was too big to dodge so many lightnings.
His body swayed, and his body automatically shrank, and hundreds of ghosts that had been swallowed in his stomach flew out.
These evil ghosts had been temporarily controlled by him and pounced on the surrounding monks.
Li Shan was the first to bear the brunt of this, but he had already prepared a phantom talisman for himself, and the ghosts that pounced on him were all his phantoms.
Shu Yuehen has been paying attention to the Changshan Ghost King. It turns out that he is huge and his spiritual consciousness has never been able to detect his weaknesses. Now that his body has shrunk, his weaknesses should be revealed.
But the Changshan Ghost King swayed slightly and disappeared among hundreds of ghosts.
How could such a big Changshan Ghost King disappear out of thin air?
Shu Yuehen's heart trembled. While killing the Li ghost, he looked at Han Sheng: "Brother Han, where did the Ghost King of Changshan go?"
Han Sheng frowned and said loudly: "Don't use magic randomly, everyone. This Changshan Ghost King actually knows illusion. This illusion is very clever, and it can be confused with the real."
Following his words, more and more evil ghosts besieged them. At a glance, there were countless of them.
Although they know that many ghosts are illusions, these monks can no longer tell which ghosts are real and which ghosts are fake, not to mention that the Changshan Ghost King is hiding among them.
If everyone were not in the underworld, they could have used powerful spells to break these illusions. Unfortunately, in the underworld, there is not much spiritual power available.
Piaomiao Gong Hua Fenglai said in a deep voice: "Everyone gather together and wait for me to set up the formation."
He took out eighteen sparkling gems from his savings bag and threw them around. As he quickly finished casting the spell, a white wall of light stood up, surrounding everyone in the middle.
Those fierce ghosts were blocked outside the light wall and could not move forward for the time being.
Li Shan asked: "Brother Han, do you know how to break this illusion?"
Han Sheng asked, "Fellow Taoists, can you tell which of these evil ghosts are real? Which ones are fake?"
Everyone looked at me and me, and finally shook their heads.
Han Sheng was very serious: "This illusion is so amazing, it reminds me of the Youhuan Sect. There is a word 'phantom' in the name of the Youhuan Sect, and they are extremely good at illusions. It is said that their illusions are so good that they can transform into those closest to you." Man, you didn’t even notice.”
Monk Guanyue of Jinding Temple also said: "It is said that this guard of Guimen Gate was attacked and killed by a group of fierce ghosts before. Not only is he not dead now, but his strength has also increased greatly. It is very likely that he is related to the Youhuan Sect."
Wu Yangwei of the Demon Suppression Mansion was a little worried: "I hate illusions."
Mu Hanyun smiled and said: "Yes, I suspect there are people from the Youhuan Sect among us."
Li Shan asked: "Why did Brother Mu say this?"
Mu Hanyun looked at all the monks present one by one: "Don't you think the evil wind and strange mist we encountered when we came were a little strange? It seems to be deliberately trying to separate us. After we gather again, if there is a ghost The demon cultivator from the sect took the opportunity to get in among us..."
After saying that, he paused deliberately to observe everyone's reaction: "Haha, then we will be in trouble."
Shu Yuehen turned the sword upside down and hit Mu Hanyun's head firmly with the hilt: "Speak directly if you have something to say, and don't imitate Senior Brother Qu Mo's indecisiveness."
Mu Hanyun touched his head and said, "I understand, Senior Sister."
He stopped smiling playfully and said with a grimace: "This is just my personal feeling. I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you. After passing through that weird fog, I noticed something was wrong with the other female cultivator in the team."
As soon as he said these words, the others immediately turned their attention to Gu Qingyu of Shuiyue Temple.
This female nun, who was always quiet and shy, was lowering her head, and it was unclear what her expression was.
Wu Yangwei of the Zhenmo Mansion next to her felt terrified and immediately pulled out a long knife in his hand and slashed at "Gu Qingyu".
"Gu Qingyu" was split in half by the long knife in Wu Yangwei's hand, but no blood flowed out, and instead turned into a shadow.
Hua Fenglai was attacked first. He felt a chill in his vest and a short sword emerged from his chest.
Fortunately, Mu Hanyun reminded him that Gu Fenglai had already activated the art of death substitution. A red gem hidden in his sleeve turned into powder, blocking his death.
Although Gu Fenglai was not dead, the formation he had set up had dispersed without a host.
The group of fierce ghosts rushed over with red eyes.
There were demon cultivators from the Youhuan Sect inside and fierce ghosts outside. Seeing that everyone was in a deadlock, Han Sheng stopped hesitating and shouted: "Everyone, fly!"
He threw a small metal ball.
The small metal ball spun around on the ground, emitting a dazzling white light and a loud sound.
Then there was an earth-shaking explosion, and the controlled ghosts were blown to pieces because of their slow reaction.
After the smoke from the explosion dissipated, apart from Shu Yuehen and the other seven people, only the Ghost King of Changshan and a strange female cultivator were left on the Jingshan Mountain.
The female cultivator was wearing a colorful long skirt and a high bun, just like the fairy concubine on the mural.
Han Sheng showed an angry face: "Master Cheng Xixiu of the Netherworld Sect, I didn't expect that you actually came to the underworld in person and subdued the Ghost King of Changshan. The gate of hell has never been closed. It's really you who is behind it."
Changshan Ghost King smiled and said: "Congratulations, you finally got it right! I was almost killed by those damn guys, but it was the master who saved me. The master asked me to forcefully open the passage between the human world and the underworld to help the Wuxiang Heaven. The devil offers all the dead souls in the underworld.”
Although the Changshan Ghost King was subdued by Cheng Xixiu, the time was too short and the Changshan Ghost King had not surrendered wholeheartedly. He wanted to provoke a fight between these righteous monks and Cheng Xixiu in order to find an opportunity to escape.
Cheng Xixiu sighed: "Zhang Yan, is this the purpose of marrying a wife? Do you want to cause changes and let you regain your freedom?"
(End of chapter)
