I don’t know when it started, but black clouds rolled in and winds gathered over Jianping.

Howling winds rushed in from all directions, and the vast spiritual energy also vibrated. The air pressure suddenly dropped, making people's hair stand on end and their joints trembling.

Ye Fan's ribs were broken and his internal organs were shattered. The spiritual pressure in his Dantian that he managed to maintain with secret techniques was also broken by Chu Yan's words. The sea of ​​Qi was scattered and he collapsed on the ground...

At this moment, he stood up straight, his limbs twitched, twisted, and entangled, and his hands actually tore a bloody gash from his forehead.

A huge white eyeball protruded from it, and an indescribable black thing split open from the chest. It suddenly stretched out countless tentacles and dragged the two Herrschers into the bottomless chest cavity with lightning speed.

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All this happens in just a few breaths!

Someone in the crowd suddenly jumped out.

"Netherworld!"

Everyone's expression changed when they heard Ming, they didn't dare to look at him, and they ran away.

Thousands of disciples quickly became a mess, running and shouting:

"Senior Brother Ye Fan has gone crazy!"

"No, Junior Brother Ye Fan is actually Netherworld!"

"No, it was this bastard who summoned Netherworld!"

"He is an apostle!"

There's an emergency, there's chaos, there's anything...

Although the inner sect disciples hold anti-ghost drills every year, the netherworld has only appeared inside the mountain-protecting formation once in a thousand years.

Looking back, looking back, that was already yesterday!

The situation yesterday was very different.

At that time, Netherworld appeared at the Sword-bearing Peak, with the sword-bearer elder present, and the other elders were also idle. As soon as Netherworld appeared, the disciples had no time to react, and they disappeared in an instant.

And now, Netherworld rarely appears in the low-altitude Jianping!

The elder holding the sword is out.

The elixir elder is far away at Baicao Peak, which is twenty miles away.

Bo Yunzi, the Discipline Elder and the Sword Forging Elder were all repairing and maintaining the formation and could not leave immediately.

This is very dangerous!

"Golden Pill Netherworld!"

The two Herrschers died on the spot, and Netherworld quickly absorbed their spiritual power, completing the upgrade from Foundation Establishment to Golden Elixir.

With a pathos and vast silent pressure just like the ancient times, everyone suddenly felt their breath solidify, as if there were infinite invisible giant hands that could tear apart space, tearing apart their spiritual roots.

There seemed to be thick, vague and strange bytes, like gods and demons ringing bells, knocking on everyone's souls.

Facing the two Herrschers who disappeared into the dark abyss, Luo Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his bloated body looking slightly heavy.

His eyelids suddenly jumped, he quickly reacted and shouted to the crowd:

"All the disciples below Jin Dan escaped into the underground cave!"

"The elders are holding a large formation and must not take risks against the enemy, lest higher-level Netherworlds take advantage of the situation and enter. We and other Jindan disciples need to work together to fight against the enemy."

"Junior Nephew Jiang, take Junior Brother Xiao out of here quickly!"

Chu Yan was still confused.

In broad daylight, a living person turns into a ghost?

Chu Yan had never seen such a battle before. Her face was pale, her eyes were frozen, and her mind was blank. She didn't even hear Luo Sheng calling her.

Until Xiao Ran's palms resonated and he touched her dog's head with a cute bun.

"Wake up!"

Chu Yan suddenly woke up, knowing that she was in extreme danger, so she pulled Xiao Ran away and started to leave.

"Let's go quickly!"

Xiao Ran was not ready to leave. He had a hunch that this ghost was staring at him.

When he wanted to escape, Netherworld chased him, and he didn't know how many people would die tragically along the way.

There are dozens of Jindan disciples at the scene, so they are not without hope. Moreover, Bo Yunzi, who is in the Fusion Realm, is guarding the formation at the main peak, and may take risks at critical moments.

"We are the ones holding the sword, so why should we leave?"

Chu Yan was stunned and looked at Xiao Ran. Xiao Ran, who looked elegant and elegant, actually had a tough side.

There was no other way, if Xiao Ran didn't leave, she could only bite the bullet and stay.

Black clouds are rolling, strong winds are hunting, and sad howlings are tearing apart the soul.

Everyone calm down.

Except for Xiao Ran, the other thirty people on Jianping were all in the Golden Core realm, with inner sect teachers, elite disciples, and heads or elders of the Zongzhishan branch.

Accompanied by the sad sound of Netherworld, Netherworld gradually showed its complete form.

Ye Fan's head was surprisingly still intact, but his facial features were occupied by a huge white eyeball, which looked extremely scary.

Countless small white dots are reflected in the eyeballs, which are densely packed, constantly opening and closing, shifting and shifting, forming a strange and breathtaking figure.

Ye Fan's body has long since disappeared, and thousands of slender tentacles are growing on his head, surrounding him in a circle, like a hanging sunflower.

Among them, the four tentacles that evolved from Ye Fan's limbs are particularly strong and may be attack tentacles.

Sunflower Netherworld did not continue to attack the others except for swallowing the two Herrschers at the beginning.

Instead, he hung in front of Xiao Ran and made an inarticulate low cry.

"I am... the Emperor's... qualification..."

Well, you are, and so is your whole family!

Xiao Ran was too lazy to compete with Netherworld for talent, and stared at the dense white dots in his big pale eyes.

He suddenly discovered that these small white dots seemed to have some kind of linkage reaction with the scattered tentacles.

"not good!"

He guessed that Netherworld was probably using these white dots to try to hypnotize the golden elixir monks around him, and then use its tentacles to absorb everyone's spiritual power, thereby upgrading and evolving!

"Everyone, please disperse, this thing is hypnotizing!"

Everyone suddenly woke up and realized that their spiritual pressure was slowly dissipating at an imperceptible rate.

At this moment--

In the northern sky, there are three sword shadows flying quickly.

"Ring sword array!"

Twelve flying swords fell vertically and were nailed ten feet away around Netherworld, blocking most of the tentacles.

In the blink of an eye, three sword shadows fell in front of everyone.

"All the golden elixirs have retreated, it is absorbing spiritual power!"

The person who spoke was none other than Chen Gongxing.

Behind him were two other inner coaches.

The cultivation level of the three of them is all Nascent Soul!

Everyone on Jianping breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly clasped their fists.

"Senior Brother Chen, Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Ouyang."

Chen Gongxing glanced at You Ming, and there was an expression of numb scalp on his cracked face.

"No need to be formal. This time I just invited two senior brothers to come to Jianping to watch the battle. I didn't expect that it was the right time."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Ouyang are older and both are senior coaches in the sect. They cupped their fists towards Luo Sheng and said:

"Sorry, I didn't have time to save the two junior brothers."

"No one could have imagined that this kind of thing would happen. The three senior brothers who arrived in time saved all of us."

Luo Sheng was relieved and quickly said to his three senior brothers:

"This place will be left to the three senior brothers. I, the Jindan senior brothers, and my nephew will go and direct the disciples to retreat."

The Jindan disciples exited in an orderly manner and returned to their respective areas to direct the disciples to prevent new ghosts.

Only Xiao Ran, Chu Yan and the three Nascent Souls were left on the Jianping grounds to teach.

Chen Gongxing patted Xiao Ran on the shoulder.

"You go too."

"I?"
To be continued...