Blow by the strong wind ahead, the tall figure in the darkness was looming in the countless white streams of light.

In thick heavy fog.

The head gradually rose. In fact, it was the Ghost King who was standing up. With his body upright, he pierced the top of the canyon and countless falling rocks rolled down.

The green flames all over the body gradually turn into a faint blue, which is the condensed condensation, representing the formation of the Nascent Soul Ghost Fire!

The two whirlpool eyes look down, and just by looking at them, they have the power to absorb the soul.

This is the Ghost King!

The Nascent Soul Stage lord with the most distribution in Purgatory, Nine Netherworlds, Underworld and other places!

"Don't be afraid. This is Grandmaster Ling Xun's large array of ghosts. It has the spiritual ability to self-identify enemies and friends. It will not attack us. Just feel free to charge boldly!"

The two deputy sect leaders quickly called on all the lineage masters in their lineage, thinking of going up to grab the credit and take the heads.

Grandmaster Ling Xun is a guest elder. He does not need to fight for power within the sect, nor does he need to expand his influence, reputation, or support from his disciples. As long as he maintains a neutral and impartial stance, he can become an evergreen tree.

But these deputy sect leaders just wanted to ascend to the throne and tried every means possible to pave the way for their future.

The more violent the murderer of the Holy Son makes now, the wider the impact will be, and the more negative it will bring to the sect, in fact, to some extent, it will be more beneficial to them!

It is precisely because of the strength of the enemy that their abilities can be highlighted!

As long as they use the power of Grandmaster Ling Xun to remove this person's head and capture a group of accomplices, their future career path will be basically stable!

As everyone went upstream and gradually approached the front, the ghost king's body became larger and larger in the field of vision, and they could feel the heavy pressure that the murderers had to bear.

The surging soul power spreads across every inch of the void. The Ghost King is a soul cultivation system. Just blowing a breath and conventional methods are comparable to small magical powers blessed by countless resentful souls!

The Fengbo Pavilion struggled to move through it, but it couldn't get through and could only resist it. Fortunately, the ancient treasure itself was blessed with fifth-level spiritual materials, so it would not be destroyed.

This summoned creature is obviously under the control of Grandmaster Ling Xun. How it is controlled outside the formation will behave accordingly when it is passed into the formation. Since it is the formation technique that I am good at, it is impossible that I have not learned the art of systematic formation control.

Grandmaster Ling Xun seemed to have transformed into a ghost king, stretching his body. He was a little unfamiliar after not controlling it for a long time. He could not raise his arms and legs to command like an arm, but relying on his own understanding, he could still pose a fatal threat to Lin Shan!

He raised his palm, and the Ghost King in the formation also raised his giant palm, and then both of them pressed down simultaneously, both inside and outside!

A terrifying huge force struck, and now even everyone in the Star Mansion knew they couldn't force it and yelled hurriedly.

"Flash!"

"I'm going to dodge a ghost!"

Lin Shan knew that Feng Bo Pavilion couldn't bear it, so in desperation he took out the Xing Mansion and replaced it with this one.

“Fuck!!!”

Everyone inside looked up at the giant palm coming down in front of them. They were so frightened that they fled in all directions.

The little fox girl hugged Brother Chicken and ran to the attic. Brother Chicken flapped his wings and struggled and clamored to go to the backyard. The Demon Dog King found the side room and crawled inside. Lin Fan found the star well and jumped in without saying a word!

"Creak~~"

Xingfu groaned unbearably, and even began to deform visibly!

The star arrays are frantically absorbing the power of the stars in the sky, and countless star patterns are emerging on the surface. Fortunately, this cave magic weapon is the handiwork of Zhenjun Yuxing. If it had been made by someone else in a crude way, I'm afraid it would have been destroyed in one blow!

Now the Star Mansion is standing above the Fengbo Pavilion, with the Ghost King blocking it in front, and the pursuing troops following behind, it can be said that it is a dilemma!

"Oh oh oh, what should I do?"

Chicken Brother was so anxious that he was afraid that the Star Mansion would be crushed, so he turned to ask the Demon Dog King in the side room.

"Aren't you very powerful? If you have any means, use it quickly, otherwise we will all be finished!"

The Demon Dog King huddled in a corner. He didn’t expect that Haikou, who had boasted so much about his bragging skills in the past, actually gave up at the critical moment!

"I... No, I am only at the Golden Core stage now, and I am also powerless. How can I help you?"

Brother Ji didn't like hearing these words and he immediately became furious!

"As the reincarnation of the Lord of Hell, shouldn't you be invincible at the same level? Why can't you do anything about it?"

The Demon Dog King shrank his head weakly:

"The opponent is not at the Golden Core stage. He is a formation master comparable to the Nascent Soul stage. How do you want me to block him?"

The little fox girl burst into tears.

"Why is the slave family so miserable? We have to follow the misfortune of the master. No matter where we go, we are unlucky and never let up! What kind of fate is this... wu wu wu..."

The chicken guy next to her was dissatisfied with her noise and jumped up to peck her hair.

"You just realized that he is the disaster star! This leader has known it for a long time! As long as you follow him, nothing good will happen. You will either run away or be on the way to escape. If you had known earlier, it would be better to stay in Kun Cult. I will not follow him next time if he is beaten to death.

Already..."

"Too late!"

Lin Fan emerged from the star well and looked at the big hands in the sky, pressing down on the star mansion and constantly deforming it. Seeing that this precious cave magic weapon was about to be destroyed, Lin Fan felt a little numb.

He always boasted that he was very lucky, but since he followed Lin Shan, he found that he could not stop for a day.

Somehow, I feel that the other person's destiny is contradictory and complementary to my own, which makes me very entangled and full of doubts.

Meeting the Ghost King in the Nascent Soul stage was completely unexpected!

He suddenly remembered that he had just subdued an extraterrestrial demon in the Nascent Soul stage, and was currently banging wooden fish and chanting sutras in the middle of the ferry.

or...

Try it?

Lin Fan simply became a doctor and released the extraterrestrial demon!

"Go and take down the old man outside the formation!"

Motian stopped chanting, opened his eyes, immediately put down the gavel, stood up and turned into black smoke. Ignoring the strong wind and formations from the outside world, he directly passed through the space at the mouth of the valley and instantly projected into the heart of Grandmaster Ling Xun.

Grandmaster Ling Xun was exerting all his strength at this time, pressing his hands downwards with virtual pressure.

The ghost king in the formation made the same move, and was about to crush the star mansion, crushing the people inside and below with it!

Suddenly, he was shocked.

There was no strength left in the hand, and the big hand of the Ghost King in the formation also stopped in place.

Deep in my heart, I see the void.

A black flame burned blazingly, with a strange rhythm, igniting an inexplicable mania, and then the unhurried sound of wooden fish came from the distance.

"Da, da, da..."

Grandmaster Ling Xun was shocked and panicked.

"What?"

A small dot gradually emerged from the black flames.

It was a goat-horned monster with a majestic face and a look of divine mercy. It was beating the wooden fish rhythmically and looking at him motionless, with seriousness in its eyes.

"Emitābha Buddha, donor, you are sick."

Grandmaster Ling Xun: "???"

What the hell, they just said I was sick!

Could this be...

Heart...inner demon?

What the hell, I am such a good old man, how could I suddenly have inner demons!

When he was in his prime, he also tried to break through the Nascent Soul stage and experienced inner demons, but it was obviously not like this?

The inner demon should not come up and laugh weirdly for a while, then expose your scars, poke at your weaknesses, magnify your pain and desires, and then take advantage of it!

This set of procedures has become a universal template and has been widely spread throughout the world. Why is it different here?

Is there anyone who comes up and recites Buddha’s name first?

Before he had time to react, Mo Tian directly started chanting sutras and chanting mantras, especially the "Maharaprajna Sutra". After being transformed, it had already been imprinted in the depths of his mind, and now he was reciting it smoothly.

"Because form has no property, it is the nature of form. Feelings, thoughts, volitions, and consciousness are unbound and unsolved. Why? Because feelings, thoughts, volitions, and consciousness have no property, and they are the nature of feelings, thoughts, volitions, and consciousness.

Therefore..."

Grandmaster Ling Xun felt dizzy after hearing this, and became angry and inexplicably irritable. He shouted: "Stop reading it!"

"Da, da... da?"

The sound of wooden fish suddenly stopped.

Mo Tian raised his head, holding a gavel in his hand, and sincerely admonished.

"Donor, you are sick."

"I'm not sick! Devil, you came to interfere with me for no reason and ruined my good deeds. It's because you are sick!"

While Grandmaster Ling Xun reprimanded him angrily, he directly used his spiritual consciousness to suppress it.

Motian was not afraid of him at all, and turned into a wisp of black smoke, disappearing like mist, and his consciousness was gone.
To be continued...