Celestial being

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, don't worry. Although the three-eyed black dove is powerful, we will definitely win it smoothly with four enemies against one." Feng Qiben was still hesitant, but seeing Fang Youting being so decisive, he couldn't bear to get rid of the third-level peak monster. After peeling off the spiritual material, he chased after him.

Yaxian also turned into a yellow rainbow and flew away.

Yuan Ming frowned. He didn't know why Fang Youting was so persistent, but he couldn't help but feel a little curious when he thought that the third eye on the forehead of the three-eyed black dove could break his own illusions.

He only hesitated for a moment, and finally took up the escaping light and chased Fang Youting.

The three-eyed black dove flew so fast that the four of them couldn't catch up for a while.

A trace of anxiety flashed in Fang Youting's eyes, and he made hand gestures, preparing to use a secret technique to forcibly increase his escape speed. At this moment, the three-eyed black dove suddenly fell downwards.

There was a crack several feet wide on the ground, and a rich black light gushed out from the surface of the three-eyed black dove. It slipped into it and disappeared.

Fang Youting and the others followed closely and chased in without hesitation.

Yuan Ming's spiritual consciousness probed into the crack and found nothing wrong, so he followed the three people and entered the crack.

The cracks in the ground twist and turn, seeming to lead to the very depths of the earth.

The four of them chased for a full quarter of an hour when the space in front suddenly opened up and a huge underground cave appeared.

This place is dark and lightless. Even with the cultivation level of Yuan Ming and others in the Dan Formation stage, their eyes can only see a few feet away. The cave is filled with a strong evil spirit, and their spiritual sense cannot detect how far away. Everyone is a little uneasy.

Fang Youting increased his magic power and injected it into the purple thunder flying fork. The flying fork burst out with dazzling light. Others also stimulated the magic weapon's radiance, which soon illuminated a large area nearby.

The air in the cave is humid, and the ground is covered with sharp, intertwined rocks. There are wolf-shaped stalactites hanging from the ceiling of the cave. All the stones are actually black, giving people a strange and eerie feeling.

"This place is a little weird, and the three-eyed black dove is nowhere to be seen. We'd better leave first." Yuan Ming glanced around and suggested again.

"It's indeed a bit strange. Let's exit first." Hearing this, Fang Youting and the other two looked at each other and began to retreat.

However, just as Fang Youting turned around, a black resentful spirit shot out from the darkness behind, and two blood-stained ghost claws grabbed Fang Youting's back heart very quickly.

Fang Youting had already realized it, and the purple thunder fork swept behind him, tearing apart the black resentful soul with a "chi-la" sound, and dissipated into blue smoke.

However, on the floor, stone walls, and top of the underground cave, black shadows flashed, and ghosts appeared out of thin air. There were men and women, and there were also some ghosts formed from the souls of monsters. At a glance, there were nearly a thousand of them.

The strength of these ghosts is not weak. The worst ones are in the late stage of Qi refining. Nearly half of the ghosts have reached the foundation-building stage. Behind the ghosts stand several ghosts with huge auras, which are no worse than the monks in the alchemy stage.

Fang Youting and others turned pale. They were just chasing a three-eyed black dove. They didn't expect to face such a desperate situation.

"Kill out!" Yuan Ming did not panic, he said solemnly, and flew up into the sky first.

The white bone knife flew out from his body, and the blade of the knife flew up with surging cold flames of white bones, slashing at the ghosts in the sky.

The cold flames of white bones are Yin fire, which is of the same origin as ghosts, and does great damage to them. Seven or eight ghosts were swept away by the cold flames, and their bodies were immediately torn apart and turned into a few wisps of black smoke.

Seeing this, the other three people couldn't help but admire Yuan Ming's courage and hurriedly followed.

At this moment, seven or eight balls of gray yin fire shot out from the nearby darkness and hit the three of them, fast and furious.

"It's the three-eyed black dove!" Fang Youting exclaimed, urging the purple steel fork, and five thunder and lightning runes appeared inside the fork.

Three wrist-thick purple thunderbolts shot out from the tip of the fork, colliding with the gray yin fire.

Feng Qi and Yaxian also hurriedly took action. An emerald green jade ruler and three khaki flags appeared, and a dozen crescent-shaped green light blades and a ball of yellow storm roared out, also hitting the gray Yin Fire.

The gray flames exploded, creating a strong storm that knocked Fang Youting and the three of them flying, landing in different places in the cave.

The nearby ghosts surged up like a tide, drowning the three figures.

Yuan Ming was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly turned back to try to save him.

"Whoosh!" A jet-black ghost claw the size of a millstone poked out from the nearby stone wall, its fingertips emitted a black light that seemed to be substantial, and it dug towards Yuan Ming's chest.

The white bone knife shot back with electricity, white flames surged from the blade, and it struck the black ghost claw fiercely.

The black ghost claw faced the white bone knife with no intention of avoiding it. It grabbed the white bone knife as fast as lightning. The cold flames of the white bones burned fiercely, but the black ghost claw was not damaged at all.

Yuan Ming let out a light sigh, and then shot backwards very quickly.

Another black ghost claw emerged from the other side of the stone wall and grabbed the place where Yuan Ming had just been standing. Naturally, it missed.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the jet-black ghost claw also appeared. It was a several-foot-tall demon in the core formation stage, with a human body and the head of a bull, just like the legendary bull-headed ghost in the underworld.

As soon as the bull-headed ghost appeared, it immediately jumped out, turned into a black shadow and hit Yuan Ming's chest, and even sprayed out a green will-o'-the-wisp to cover Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming opened his mouth and spit out a black sword light, which penetrated the green will-o'-the-wisp.

Most of the ghost power in the will-o'-the-wisp suddenly disappeared, extinguished and dissipated. The remaining will-o'-the-wisp was completely useless and was dispersed by Yuan Ming's wave of his hand and a pyrotechnic fireball.

The black sword light continued to shoot forward, briefly catching the black shadow transformed by the bull-headed ghost and slashing it in the air.

There was a soft sound of "chila", and the black shadow was cut into two pieces. The bull-headed ghost's thick arms were cut off, and its body retreated in horror.

This black sword light looks ordinary, but it contains terrifying power that can swallow its original soul power. The bull-headed ghost just wants to escape.

Naturally, Yuan Ming would not let him escape to perform illusions.

The expression of the bull-headed ghost immediately became confused, and the retreating figure stopped there.

The black sword light shot out and pierced the chest of the bull-headed monster.

The bull-headed ghost regained its consciousness immediately and screamed in horror. The power of the ghost in the body surged crazily, trying to expel the black sword light from the body.

However, the black sword light was nailed there like a wedge, and the ghost power carried by the bull-headed ghost was swallowed up as soon as it touched, let alone driving away the black sword light.

"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh"

Yuan Ming connected his fingers, and four or five rays of sword energy were shot out from the black sword light, piercing into various parts of the body of the bull-headed ghost. The power of the ghost in the bull-headed ghost passed away faster, and the originally tall body shrank rapidly as if it was leaking air.

The magic formula in Yuan Ming's hand changed, and the sword energy rotated and cut, cutting the body of the bull-headed ghost into several pieces. The bull-headed ghost wailed and was completely swallowed by the black sword light.

The black sword light also revealed its true form, but it was a long black sword. It was the Soul-Destroying Sword, and it trembled with excitement.

Although Fang Youting and the others were besieged by a large number of ghosts, the three of them were monks in the pill formation stage after all. They each cast spells to protect their whole bodies, so they were fine for the time being.

Seeing Yuan Ming kill the bull-headed ghost so easily, the three of them were overjoyed and hurriedly moved closer.

Woo woo woo...

The sound of ghost crying suddenly came from the depths of the cave. It seemed like a resentful woman screaming, or like a baby crying. The sound was high-pitched and long, but it could easily penetrate the human soul and reach the depths of the soul.

Fang Youting and the other three were swaying and couldn't help but dance, and the operation of their magic power became disordered.

"The soul-destroying ghost sound!"

Yuan Ming naturally heard the ghost cries, but the power of his soul was powerful, and he had even formed a soul pill. His soul power was condensed and stable, so the ghost cries could not affect him.

He pointed at the Soul-Destroying Sword in the air, and the Soul-Destroying Sword flew out with a "whoosh", heading straight for Fang Youting who was nearest, and slashed in the air halfway.

An unparalleled black sword energy shot out, slashing at the ghost beside Fang Youting.

The sharp energy on the sword is surging, and the waves of Yin energy are like the heavenly river rolling back, unstoppable!

After upgrading the magic weapon, the power of the Soul-Destroying Sword skyrocketed, and the Soul-Destroying Sword Qi it released was much more powerful than before, and was completely different from the same.

The ghosts near Fang Youting seemed to feel the intense pressure brought by the Soul-Destroying Sword and hurriedly fled away.

However, the Soul-Destroying Sword was faster, arriving in a flash and slashing across those ghosts.

There was only a soft sound of "chi la" as the silk cracked, and twenty or thirty ghosts were cut into two pieces by the sword energy, clearing a large open space.

Fang Youting was overjoyed that he had regained his consciousness. The purple steel fork shot out more than a dozen purple thunderbolts, blocking all the ghosts on the other side. He soared into the air and flew near Yuan Ming.

At this moment, two shrill screams came from the side, but they were Feng Qi and Ya Xian!

Yuan Ming hurriedly turned his head to look, his face suddenly darkened.

Feng Qi's chest was pierced by a blood-red ghost claw, and his body quickly shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And Yaxian's whole body was shrouded in a layer of strange white mist, and his body quickly condensed into ice, turning into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.

The magic weapons of the two also lost all their aura and crashed to the ground.

The blood-red ghost claws were withdrawn, and a female ghost in a red dress appeared from the air. Her facial features looked quite delicate, and her pale face was stained with two lines of blood and tears, which looked very oozing.

A white ghost emerged from the ice sculpture that Yaxian had transformed into, but it was a man in white with a stern appearance. His face was as pale as ice and faintly transparent.

The two ghosts have strong Yin energy and have reached the level of forming pills.

Yuan Ming frowned. It seemed that there were a lot of ghosts in the pill formation stage here.

The ghosts are fierce. If there is no one to control them, they will start fighting on their own. This has not happened to the ghosts here. Most of them are controlled by someone behind the scenes.

But then he thought about it, he could control so many ghosts, this person was not weak, and he needed to be careful when dealing with enemies.

"Brother Sikong! Mrs. Qi! Why are you here? How did it become like this?" Fang Youting exclaimed.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, do you know these two ghosts?" Yuan Ming asked via voice transmission.

"They are the two Core Formation City Lords of Dihe City. I have stayed in Dihe City for two years and I am quite familiar with their couple!" Fang Youting replied via voice transmission, with shock in his eyes.

"Dihe City? I heard people say that this city was mysteriously destroyed a few years ago." Yuan Ming recalled a rumor he heard when he took on the mission of Baidanfang.

"Yes, everyone in Dihe City disappeared mysteriously for some unknown reason, and not a single body was left. The entire city turned into an empty city. The Wulei Sect sent people to investigate, but nothing was found." Fang Youting has calmed down. , the voice was transmitted in a deep voice.

Yuan Ming's expression turned solemn. The Lord of the City that had disappeared many years ago had now turned into two ghosts. It seemed that the murderer who destroyed Dihe City was here.

The female ghost in the red dress and the man in white did not take action against Yuan Ming and the two, but grabbed the bodies of Feng Qi and Yaxian, flew into the darkness, and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming used his huge spiritual consciousness to spread out, and suddenly pointed out.

The Soul-Destroying Sword reached the empty point, and a slender sword energy shot out, hitting somewhere in the cave.

There was a startling sound in the darkness, followed by a "bang" and a muffled sound, and everything returned to calm.