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Chapter 680 Riot

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Somewhere in a stretching mountain range that is heading east and west, more than 30 people from Lihuoguan walked forward under the leadership of Wen Hua.

According to the previous arrangement, each three people formed a small team, head and tail to look at each other.

Shi Mu, Yan Luo and Ximen Xue formed a team, and was at the end of the team at this moment.

In the distance, the gray light column that soared into the sky was clearly audible. With his sensitivity to space fluctuations, he could feel that the location of the gray light column should be the space channel leading to the upper floor.

Wen Hua and others also used other means to verify their previous speculations. At this moment, most people's faces were full of excitement.

However, the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"The Spirit Summoning Array..." He looked at Yan Luo not far away, and his eyes flashed a few times.

Since seeing the gray light column before, the number of undead phantom beasts that the group encountered along the way began to increase.

At first, it was a small team, so it was naturally easily killed by everyone.

However, as everyone got closer to the gray light column, the frequency and scale of the undead phantom beasts he encountered began to increase, and he had an illusion that the phantom beasts seemed to be rushing towards the gray light column.

Just as he was thinking about it, a roar sounded in his ears, and then the ground suddenly shook.

"It's a phantom beast, be careful!"

As Wen Hua's voice sounded, the surrounding mountains trembled and cracks broke open. The densely packed dead phantom beasts emerged from it and roared and rushed towards everyone.

Among them are skeletons, zombies, and many bone beasts.

Not only that, a strange noise came from the surrounding sky, and a large group of undead phantom beasts, which looked like bone birds, rushed over, with a total of nearly a hundred.

"The situation is wrong, why did so many undead phantom beasts suddenly appear!"

"We are surrounded!"

The audience members of Lihuo were shocked and all used their spiritual weapons and magic weapons.

"Senior Brother Wen, I always feel something is wrong along the way. Why not let us go back the same way and find a place to hide." Yang De said.

"It's too late! Respond to the current situation first!" Wen Hua shouted loudly.

With his order, more than a dozen teams immediately divided into two parts, one began to form a defensive thunder formation, and the other began to kill the phantom beast!

Shi Mu's team joined the latter and began to kill the spiritual beast together with Yan Luo and Ximen Xue.

While urging the thunder sword in his hand, he released dazzling thunder lightning, forcing several approaching dead beasts to retreat, and at the same time, his eyes turned and looked forward.

At this moment, they were already very close to the gray light, and they could clearly see the outline of the gray light column and feel a strange aura emitted from it.

He thought for a moment and sent a voice to Yan Luo on the side, saying, "If you speculate well, then this wave of undead phantom beasts may have rushed over before the killing of other phantom beasts."

"Are you planning to rush directly into the space channel? Don't forget, now you can only use the Lihuo Temple's technique." As the purple shark danced in Yan Luo's hand, dense purple electric snakes flew out of it, forming a thunder net, blocking a large number of bone birds that were diving down from the air.

"It's okay, we have collected this layer of illusion beads. As long as we find a way to get close to the space channel, we can't use all our strength, but I'm sorry that these illusion beasts can't hurt me." Shi Mu said.

"What about her?" Yan Luo said, and his eyes seemed to randomly glanced at Ximen Xue, who was urging the white jade spirit ruler to fight against the three zombies.

"I..." Shi Mu was slightly stunned.

"She can't die again. At most, she will be teleported out and will not get a quota to enter Kunlun. Don't forget, the purpose of your trip!" Before Shi Mu finished speaking, Yan Luo's cold voice sounded in Shi Mu's ears again.

"Indeed, under the current circumstances, I really can't care about that much." Shi Mu's eyes flashed and he replied.

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At the same time, in the 14th floor of Xuanqiong Tower, except for the Qingtian Temple, Zhenlei Temple and Kanshui Temple, the team formed by several other temple disciples also encountered the same situation as Lihuo Temple on the way to the gray light column.

In another valley a hundred miles away from Shi Mu and others, a group of Lichen Sect disciples, mainly Kundi Temple, were surrounded by hundreds of skeletons and undead phantom beasts, among which there were nearly thirty heavenly undead spirits.

These skeletons in heaven hold various weapons such as bone knives, bone guns, etc., and each end of their body is four or five feet tall. The whole body is golden in color, but the movements are extremely flexible, and the body jumps horizontally and lightly as a swallow.

The disciples of Lichen Sect were caught off guard and were surrounded in the middle and fell into a hard battle. In the blink of an eye, several people were injured.

A Kundiguan disciple shouted loudly and slashed the golden skeleton with all his strength. With a click, several skeleton bones were broken, but this person's attacks were exhausted.

The bone knife in the golden skeleton's hand suddenly swung, turning into a golden sword light, slashing at the Kundiguan disciple. This man couldn't dodge, and his face showed a look of despair, and he was about to be hit by the bone knife when he saw it.

At the critical moment, a strange silver sword stretched over from the side, and the blade suddenly appeared curved and wave-like, like a silver snake, blocking the golden bone knife.

With a loud "kneel" sound, the golden skeleton's body shook and was shaken away.

The silver-shaped sword flashed, and three silver sword lights transformed into a flash, passing through the golden skeleton.

The extremely hard body of the golden skeleton was as fragile as tofu under the silver sword light, and was easily cut into pieces.

A young man with a sword-browed and star-like eyebrow holding a silver sword in his hand, his clothes fluttering, as if he was a god.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Shen." The rescued man bowed deeply to the young man with sword-brow.

The young man with sword-browed eyebrows is the great disciple of Kundiguan, Shen Liang, and his reputation among the Eight Great Views is no less than Mo Renhui or Wen Hua and others.

"No one should act alone, form a formation to fight and retreat, and walk towards the cave over there." Shen Liang said, pointing to a cave over ten feet in size at the end of the valley with one hand.

When the disciples of Lichen Sect heard this, they hurriedly formed a defensive thunder formation, defending but not attacking. Only a few masters such as Shen Liang kept killing the skeleton phantom beasts. At the same time, the entire team began to gradually move towards the cave.

But even so, due to too many undead phantom beasts and the lack of true energy among the people, they gradually began to be unable to hold on and the pressure became greater and greater.

"No, you can look far away!" A disciple of Kundiguan looked at the distance outside the canyon and shouted in a trembling voice.

Everyone looked up and their faces changed drastically.

Further away, clouds emerged, and countless figures of undead illusion beasts emerged, coming from the world and underground towards the canyon.

Everyone showed despair.

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Above a wilderness, a team of more than ten people composed of disciples of Xunfeng Temple were surrounded by five extremely huge corpse dragons.

These corpse dragons are extremely huge, and any of them is seventy or eighty feet tall. The key is that their strength is comparable to those of the middle and late stages of the Heavenly Realm.

This team of Xunfeng Temple disciples broke through the thirteenth floor not long ago and came to the thirteenth floor. Before they could have time to rest and adjust, they were surrounded by these corpse dragons that suddenly flew to the sky.

Although the Xunfeng audience immediately formed a defensive battle formation and struggled to defend, they could only talk about being unbeaten. They could not do it if they wanted to escape.

At this moment, the ground suddenly trembled, and in the distance, another huge rotten corpse and fantasy beast ran towards this place. The Xunfeng audience's face changed drastically.

For a moment, almost all teams in the entire fourteenth floor space began to be entangled by large numbers of undead phantom beasts.

As time goes by, people are constantly being teleported away from Xuanqiong Tower, and the number of disciples on the 14th floor is getting smaller and smaller. In just half an hour, from nearly 300 people at the beginning to less than 200 people.

And the number of people is still decreasing sharply.

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On the white jade platform outside the Xuanqiong Tower, the host of the Eight Views is seeing all the changes in the fourteenth floor space through the purple mirror all over the sky.

At this moment, in addition to the eight contemplations, the elders of each contemplation also appeared on the high platform.

The three views of the qitian Temple, the three views of the Zhenlei Temple and the elders naturally looked calm, but the other five views of the qian Temple and the elders changed their faces and began to look at the three views one after another.

"Master Jiguan, you Zhenleiguan and Kanshuiguan and the disciples of the Tianguan colluded with each other, and even used the spirit-summoning formation to summon the dead illusion beasts in it to deal with the disciples of ours. This is a bit too much!" An elder of the Genshanguan scolded angrily.

"Elder Yin, you are a little wrong with this. It is true that our disciples of the Three Views join forces. It is also true that the undead illusion beasts are summoned? As far as I know, none of these violate the rules of the Xuanqiu Tower trial." Ji Wentian said this without changing his expression.

"That's right, and as a place of trial, Xuanqiong Tower will not have any real death or death in it. Elder Yin doesn't have to be so anxious." A big man with a curly bearded face said next to Ji Wentian.

This person's surname is Tong, and he is a powerful elder in Qiantian Temple. His cultivation level is no less than that of Ji Wentian, Peng Yue and other temple masters.

"Hmph, I can't say anything else, but Elder Tong, the magic weapon used by the Mo Linhui Mo in the Xuanqiong Tower to activate the spirit-summoning formation, should be the famous horn of the resentful spirits of Guiguan? This magic weapon is too powerful, and the Holy Lord has included it in the forbidden treasure. If it were not for the moment of life and death, it would not be used easily, and you would even give this treasure to Mo Linhui. What do you say about this?" said another middle-aged elder of Duize.

"Elder Wu misunderstood. What Mo Renhui has in his hand is not a horn of resentment, but just a copy of it. How could the real horn of resentment be controlled by this disciple of the heavenly throne?" Elder Tong looked at Ji Wentian and chuckled.

"This..." Duize's middle-aged elder was stunned when he heard this and fell silent.

"Hmph, now that the 14th level of illusion beasts are rioting, you three-view disciples may not be able to reach the 15th level safely, right?" Yun Mengze, the head of Zedui Temple, sneered.

"I'm worried about Yunguan Lord. After this battle, they may not need to go to another level." Ji Wentian Youran said.
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