The empty Fengdu City was trembling constantly, and the fires outside the city were connected to the sky and the explosions echoed everywhere.

Above the city wall, the ghost soldiers outside the city gate stared at this scene expressionlessly. Although they were intelligent and only knew how to fight, they could not understand or think.

In the shortest time, the bomber formation poured the firepower it carried into the gap from outside Fengdu City to the eighteenth floor of hell.

The violent explosion lasted for half a minute, and streams of black smoke rose up. The ghosts that had already lost more than 30% were even more ten at this time.

Qing Yanzi made a gesture, and the two elders of the Diyin Sect each held the black and white ghost banners in their hands and shook them gently. Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers jumped down from the top of the city, and they were in a black mass and quickly rushed forward.

"Dear Taoist priests, two Zen masters," Qing Yanzi said loudly, "In a group of three, quickly clear these evil ghosts and clean up the battle situation. Let's gather in front of the city gate."

The eleven people agreed, and Mu Wanxuan naturally followed his master, and Yan Zhengnan acted together.

As the female warrior in the combat readiness group who was responsible for sending messages to Wang Sheng at the transit station said, the battle situation was very stable, and it can be said that the tactical goals were completed in an orderly manner.

The drone formation that had poured out its firepower had begun to return to the air. The "support" front from the transit station to this place was too long, which was actually a major hidden danger.

These twelve masters took action to kill all the evil ghosts who survived under the carpet bombing.

After these ghosts are killed, they will turn into a ball of black air, which is a collection of residual souls, evil auras, and yin energy.

A monk watched the direction of the black gas, frowned slightly, as if he had discovered something.

"Amitabha, the old monk has something unknown. Why did the evil evil left behind after these evil souls have not completely disappeared, but have gathered towards the eighteen levels of hell?"

The second elder of Diyin Sect thought for a while, and then said seriously: "There are many mysterys in the eighteenth level hell. The residual souls of these evil spirits and ghosts should be to fill the damaged formation of the eighteenth level hell."

After hearing the conversation between these two people, several Taoist priests also discovered a little abnormality.

They actually discovered just now that when these evil spirits were bombed, streams of black smoke became clouds like clouds, floating into the eighteen levels of hell, and absorbed by the eighteen levels of hell.

This situation makes people feel a little uneasy.

But at this time, the eighteenth level hell had quieted down again, and no vicious ghosts emerged. The Taoist priests gradually dispelled their doubts in their hearts.

They also have to go to the eighteenth floor hell to check. The path below the eighteenth floor hell is in the eighteenth floor hell. It cannot fall in the rift valleys on both sides. If you sink to a certain depth, you will encounter obstacles to the barrier.

What exactly is under the eighteen levels of hell will be revealed soon.

Qing Yan Ziyan said: "Everyone, let's go back to the city gate to regulate your breathing, and wait for the change. After the magic power is full, you will not delay any more and immediately enter the eighteen levels of hell."

"What Master Buyan said is right, no one knows when the Immortal Light will come again."

"I don't know if there is anything abnormal outside the gates of hell."

"Just ask, you will know," Qing Yanzi raised his left arm, and the bracelet on his wrist was flashing with a green indicator light.

Mu Wanxuan blinked curiously. She seemed to have one of these bracelets, and she didn't know where to throw them away.

Soon, Qing Yanzi and the others retreated to the city gate and meditated cross-leggedly on the city gate tower, each slowly recovering his magic power.

Mu Wanxuan is the fastest mana recovery among the twelve people. She restored her mana completely in almost a moment. The "bread-shaped" golden elixir is extremely powerful.

But the others will slowly recover, especially Qing Yanzi. Although the power of pure yang is quite strong, it is really difficult to absorb enough pure yang energy in the underworld.

In another half an hour, tens of thousands of ghost soldiers gathered in front of Fengdu City, quietly waiting for their fate to arrive.

Qing Yanzi asked: "Can Maoshan and Longhushan be retained in the method of Fujian?"

"There are records in the secret talisman of the Heavenly Master, but it requires the cultivation of an immortal to be used," Zhang Zikuang replied with a smile, "There should be similar talisman soldiers in the Taoist inheritance of Maoshan."

"There are, there are, but it also takes an immortal to use it before it can be used. Moreover, the talisman soldiers summoned are of no use," Taoist Master Maoshan Qiancheng shook his head, "It's quite useless."

The two elders of Diyin Sect looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Qing Yanzi smiled and said, "This trip to the underworld is thanks to the help of the two elders of Diyin Sect and the secret treasures. I would like to ask you to give me advice in time later, so as not to encounter any evil situation."

The two elders hurriedly said, "Natural, Natural". It was just a "common thing" to enter the eighteenth level of hell.

Several Taoist priests who had recovered almost began to chat about Taoism. Seeing that the atmosphere was getting started, Qing Yanzi continued to close his eyes and concentrate on restoring his own state.

The boring senior sister sat behind the master, secretly took out her mobile phone, and turned on a stand-alone mini-game to pass the time.

The slightly raised corners of her mouth made several Taoist masters look at each other more, and then quietly exclaimed and did not let down the name of the fairy...

"Um?"

Mu Wanxuan, who was playing with her mobile phone, suddenly frowned slightly and stood up directly. The hem of Ling Xian's skirt was shaking gently, and she frowned and stared at the direction of the eighteen levels of hell.

Zhang Zikuang asked immediately, "What's wrong? Did you hear the call of that senior again?"

"No," Mu Wanxuan quickly lowered her head and tapped her phone, showing what she wanted to say to Zhang Zikuang.

‘The balance of yin and yang in the eighteen levels of hell seemed to be broken by something. The yin energy was too strong, and the weak yang energy began to be squeezed out of the eighteen levels of hell.’

Closed his eyes, Mu Wanxuan sensed it again and then pointed another line of words.

‘Come up.’

Come up? What come up?

Before Zhang Zikuang and several Taoist priests could ask, the walls of Fengdu City suddenly began to tremble slightly.

"There is another fairy light?"

"Another ban has been opened?"

Several Taoist masters immediately flew into the air with objects and looked into the direction of the eighteen levels of hell.

But no fairy light rushed out, and no ghosts were visible...

The earth was shaking more and more intense. Suddenly, a few ancient words sounded in their hearts, and the sound was filled with tyranny, annoyance, pain and reluctance.

‘Who are you, who am I! No, who are we! Who are we!’

‘Kill! Kill them all! The underworld is ours, and the vitality is ours!’

‘Yes, kill them all! No one can touch our vitality, no one can! No one can’t’

The roars of men and women were mixed with each other were a little shrill, and the Taoist masters were a little uncontrollable!

Qing Yanzi suddenly opened his eyes and jumped into the air. The other people immediately stopped to meditate, rushed to Qing Yanzi, and stared at the "Cravel Mountain" in the distance.

The crater trembled slightly, and black shadows suddenly flew out. This was a ghost, they had dealt with before, and their individual strength was equivalent to that of a cultivator in the Void Dan realm.

At this time, hundreds of them flew out directly!

After the ghost, black-skinned evil ghosts jumped out, and there were thousands of them. They rushed towards Fengdu City like crazy.

A master said in a deep voice: "Can the seventh floor ban be broken?"

An emergency call suddenly came from Qing Yanzi's bracelet: "Master Buyan! A sudden energy reaction that had never been detected appeared in the eighteenth level hell! The aura fluctuations were far above the Golden Pill Realm!"

Far above the Golden Elixir Realm?

"Retreat, retreat to the city first!"

Qing Yanzi shouted anxiously, but as soon as he finished speaking, a strong black air surged into the sky!

The black air crashed into the eleven halls floating above, but was repelled by a blue light appearing from the lower body.

In the blink of an eye, the black air condensed into a twenty or thirty-meter-long arm. The thick arm was covered with purple scales. It pressed the backhand to the outside of the crater, grabbed several black-skinned evil ghosts directly, and then retracted into the crater.

A chewing sound that made people's scalp numb and appeared directly in the hearts of the twelve people.

Mu Wanxuan frowned slightly and whispered: "Big Ghost."

"Master Buyan, what should I do?" Zhang Zikuang asked directly, "Do you want to apply for nuclear weapons support?"

"What if the vicious soul below explodes out?" Qing Yanzi asked back, then frowned.

Before he could make a decision, the huge claw grabbed the edge of the crater again. The huge figure, more than 60 meters high, jumped up from the crater and began to chase the black-skinned evil ghosts who fled in panic.

He would swallow several black-skinned evil ghosts by him.

"Let's retreat," said Qing Yanzi, "let this big thing go to Huangquan Road and explode him again."

"good."

"It's really scary when faced with this thing."

I nodded slightly, and immediately began to turn my head and speed into Fengdu City.

They are not stupid. This level of evil ghost is obviously not something they can deal with. Moreover, judging from the thoughts conveyed by this giant ghost in their hearts before, the existence of this thing seems to be related to the disaster of the Diyin Sect a thousand years ago.

It seems that those Taoist masters who rushed into the underworld had fallen into the devil?

However, when the twelve people rushed into Fengdu City and were about to retreat, a sneer suddenly rang in their ears, and a wisp of thought was passed on to their hearts.

‘I want to leave? It seems that I can’t leave anymore, some strange little guys.’

The twelve people were on guard at the same time and looked up at the front.

But there was a lonely black shadow appearing in front of him at some point. It was covered in black air, and its cold eyes were staring at Qing Yanzi.

The ancient words were quite harsh.
Chapter completed!