Under the ghost armor, Anle's eyes were faintly stained with earthy yellow.

Complex patterns appear in the depths of the pupils, showing a bright scarlet color.

Like the so-called... Higanhua?

It is said that along the river leading to the underworld, there are patches of flowers blooming, bringing with them magical powers.

The slender lines of the petals stretch, two different colors intersect and merge, and invisible vortices rotate.

It makes these eyes look extremely magnificent and evil.

If you stare at it for a long time, it seems that not only your eyesight, but also your soul will be sucked into it.

Twisting with the vortex.

The White Bone Man-Faced Spider disintegrated inch by inch, as if a cool secret power flowed into its eyes.

"Um?"

An Le raised his eyebrows.

There was a feeling of satisfaction in the ghost's eyes.

"Is this just 'eating' the evil spirits directly?"

Anle thought to himself: "It seems that the ghost eyes can also be improved to a certain extent."

"It is similar to the method of swallowing magic and transforming blood, but it is also quite different."

After several days of research, Anle discovered that [Underworld Ghost Eyes] could not only locate traces of hidden evil spirits, but also cause invisible fatal damage to them.

The process just seemed like it had just happened.

"But obviously there are limitations. An evil spirit that is too strong cannot kill with one blow."

He rubbed his eyes to relieve the unique soreness.

beside.

Everyone hurried forward and began to use various means to save the unfortunate male cultivator.

Some gave him pills, and some cast healing spells on him.

If this kind of injury were to happen to an ordinary person, he would definitely die.

But for the vitality-building monks, there is still hope.

Soon, the man was pulled back from the gate of hell. With lingering fear in his heart, he thanked Anle repeatedly.

Bai Xianyou noticed another point and frowned worriedly.

"Xie Sui...can you sneak into the temple now?"

This means that the protective power of this place has weakened to a dangerous level.

Don't wait for him to ask.

Anle turned to look outside the temple and spoke seriously.

"They are coming."

****

Outside the temple.

In a small, cramped hut.

Two monks were hiding among them, talking in low voices.

"Are we really not going to hide in that temple?"

"I see that there have been a lot of strong people gathering there recently. With more people, it is always safer."

Another person retorted with a sneer.

"Huh...safe? Big trees are easy to catch the wind!"

"With the current situation, it is estimated that they will be attacked by evil spirits in a short time. It is better to hide quietly and wait for the rescue from Taixu Palace."

The person who spoke before murmured in confusion: "Taixu Palace, will you really come?"

Upon hearing this, both parties fell silent.

at this time.

The two people's spiritual consciousness trembled slightly, and a strong ominous premonition arose.

They looked at each other and could see the fear in each other's eyes.

A few seconds.

The building complex that was peaceful just now suddenly became restless.

The ground began to tremble.

A cold breath penetrated, like a putrid morgue in the cold winter, and a strange smell spread.

One, two, three...

Countless powerful evil spirits have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Or it's the skin of the Smiling Man whose flesh and bones have been hollowed out, or it's a liquid shadow, or it's a strange creature with a human face.

Any one of them is an existence that is difficult for two people to defeat.

They carefully turned their heads and looked out the window.

One after another, tall and burly statues of gods walked on the empty streets.

The body is obviously filled with death energy, and it is obviously just a dead thing, but it is full of frightening power.

The idols and evil spirits move forward side by side.

It’s like a hundred ghosts walking in the night!

"They...are indeed here!"

One person said in a trembling voice, with a look of joy on his face.

In his opinion, those cultivators gathered in the temple would definitely not be able to resist such a terrifying wave.

Certain death!

And because of their wise decisions, they successfully escaped disaster.

"I just said..."

The man turned around.

He was about to say something, but his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat.

He saw a pale human face emerging from the chest of his companion.

The companion's eyes widened and he coughed out a mouthful of blood: "Run away..."

However, where can he escape to?

It didn't take long.

In the darkness inside the hut, the sound of chewing was heard.

****

It's not just these two people.

Around this temple, all the immortal cultivators in a large area were affected by this evil wave.

The monks who were a little further away were hiding far away and did not want to get close to this area.

They were shocked: "What happened there?"

In a tall temple.

Yun Wuhen noticed something and raised his head.

Beside him, there were also many monks following him, all trying to survive and stay warm.

Someone immediately asked: "Master Wuhen, what happened?"

Yun Wuhen shook his head gently.

"have no idea."

"But maybe... something that will determine our fate is about to happen."

****

The people around Anle naturally didn't know what others were thinking.

Even if you know it, it won't help.

Because, a huge number of evil spirits and idols have arrived around the temple.

They did not attack immediately, but stayed where they were.
To be continued...