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Chapter 273 The Legend of Disappearance, Zhongyuan Ghost Festival!

Zhongli was tall and straight, and with the attention of children, women, children, and villagers, he walked out step by step. Every step he fell, his body would be filled with a stream of energy. The air continued to expand, and the momentum continued to rise. The whole earth seemed to tremble at this moment, and countless rocks and stones around him were shaking!

Click!

Click!

Zhongli's amber eyes flashed with a rhythm, and his five fingers grabbed the earth, but saw rocks gathering from all directions, and soon condensed into a stone gun in his hand!

On the stone gun, the halo flowed.

Soon, the stone spear was shining, like a peerless divine weapon, with the sound of the gun echoing!

With a clang, the spear stabbed out, with a cold light, and the spear was like a dragon. A strong and extremely strong spear intent burst out instantly, and a terrifying spear air burst out, directly breaking through the nothingness and appearing in front of Ye Chen in an instant. All the roaring red shadows were shattered under the spear air, and they were vacuumed again!

"Rock... Rain!"

A cold voice suddenly came from Zhongli's mouth. At the moment his words came out, the sky suddenly changed, but saw a series of earth-yellow light condensed from nothingness and turned into huge rocks, falling violently towards the Taoist temple!!!

The rock falls, the power is terrifying!

Countless ghosts collapsed under the impact of the rocks, making shrill screams. At the same time, the falling rocks fell to the ground and smashed large pits.

Then a large number of rocks were combined to form an amazing stone wall, which directly encapsulated the entire Taoist courtyard, like an inverted bowl.

At the same time, Zhongli rushed out and the stone gun in his hand suddenly flew.

Terrifying gun shadows flew out in an instant, each shot was amazing, each shot was terrifying and unpredictable, and each shot took away a large number of ghosts...

"he!"

"How could this...be so strong!"

The White Bone Demon, the Black Bear King and others were stunned and looked at Zhongli in disbelief, the moment Zhongli rushed out.

At the same time, the ancient city of Yizhou is also undergoing amazing changes at this moment. To be precise, all the surrounding cities are facing amazing crises at this moment.

But there were three cracks in the vortex in the sky. A large number of white shadows, black shadows, red shadows, etc. emerged in the cracks, densely packed and countless...

They roared towards the city, but because of the early warning from the City Lord's Mansion, everyone was on high alert. After seeing the changes in the sky clearly, a dull sound suddenly echoed from the city wall like a war drum.

But in a moment, the whole city started to move, and a large number of monks flew out and crossed the city!

As the city lord of the ancient city of Yizhou, Yuan Shaofeng's face suddenly darkened when he saw this scene and growled, "Everyone will listen to me, and he will do his best to stop it at all costs, and also open the city formation!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a roar broke out in the entire city.

The roar was like thunder, the whole city was glowing, and countless buildings were shaking at this moment. You can see a huge protective cover rising quickly, covering the entire city!

That is a majestic formation that is not opened normally, but in a crisis, it will be the first barrier to protect the city. At this moment, the formation is opened, and the light shield formed blocks the fall of those ghosts.

Boom boom boom!

A large number of ghosts were constantly surging the light screen barrier at this moment, and the impact force formed was very huge. However, the light shield was also extraordinary, and it was a city-sharing formation!

But if this continues, it is not a solution.

The light curtain cannot last long, and Yuan Shaofeng, as the city lord, naturally understood this very well.

So when he noticed these foreign objects, he began to organize people from various sects to start fighting back. Even some geniuses from Tianfu Monastery were sent out at this moment, such as Xiao Zixuan!

Soon, a monk fought with the ghosts outside.

At first, it was fine, but with the passage of time, there were more ghosts whistling, so there were more time to kill!

More and more monks have to join in the battle, including Su Yun's sister.

Su Ziwei also joined the battle at this moment, but most of the ones she faced were white shadows. These white shadows were not very strong, but they were defeated by the number of them, which was countless. Therefore, under the order of Yuan Shaofeng, the formation light curtain was deliberately opened, so that some white shadows, black shadows, and red shadows stepped into the city and launched a joint strangle!

This is their way of dealing with it!

But I have to say that this way of handling is the safest, but as more and more ghosts appear, densely packed and countless, it is finally the monks fighting and they become tired.

But there is no way, they must reduce some ghosts as soon as possible before that!

Otherwise, when the light curtain cannot hold on, when you go out to face ghosts, what will be waiting for them will be a terrible disaster.

"What the hell are these?"

"It's very troublesome. Even after these monsters are killed, they can enter human bodies. They seem a bit like ghosts!"

"Ghost? Really fake?"

"If it's a ghost, there are so many things that can be dense, like a locust realm!"

"Is it because the gate of hell is wide open?"

“When is it now?”

"July fifteenth!"

"What!"

"What does it mean on July 15th?"

"On July 15th, the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival, all ghosts appear together, and it is very likely that this is the case!"

"So these shadows are ghosts?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire city burst into roar. After hearing this, countless people thought of the legend about the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival before the New Year. Now it is the era of practice. Is there still ghost fog?

At least so far, they have little knowledge of it.

"Zhongyuan Ghost Festival?"

Yuan Shaofeng's face looked slightly ugly, but with just a flash, he stopped saying anything, but stared outside, but saw countless ghosts roaring towards here from the distant sky, with extremely fast speed and dense crowds, countless times. He killed one wave and another wave appeared again!

There are countless ghosts that die in their hands, at least hundreds of millions.

But it's still endless!

The Xia clan, Xia Xinqian.

"Grandpa, I'm going back to Qingcheng Mountain now!" Xia Xinqian stared at Xia Shuanghou and said seriously.

Aside from it, there were Zhuge Wushuang, Hunting God Qi and a series of members of the Hunting God Organization, who all gathered here.

Xia Shuanghou gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know that this crisis is likely to be Qingcheng Mountain, which is the source of disaster here. Once you go, you will die without death!"

When Xia Xinqian heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I die, I am also a member of the Taoist temple! I must support them!"

"Since you have made a decision, then go!" Xia Shuanghou stared at Xia Xinqian for a long time and finally made such a decision. After a while, he sent out some masters from the Xia clan and said, "Take all these with you and live as much as possible!"

Then Xia Xinqian took everyone away from the Xia family and walked out of the ancient city of Yizhou.

at the same time!

Tianfu Monastery, at this moment, it is empty.
Chapter completed!
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