Nangong Wan also responded with full concentration. She danced with her hands and cast a spiritual barrier to temporarily block the Yue Opera silk threads. But the silk threads accumulated more and more, and the pressure on the barrier became greater and greater. She gritted her teeth and tried to maintain the output of spiritual power, while keeping her eyes on the female ghosts, trying to find the pattern of their attacks.
The elders and monks also cast spells for defense. Some elders cast earth spells and built earth walls to try to resist the airflow attack brought by Qinqiang; some monks summoned spiritual power whirlwinds to blow away the musical note arrows of Huangmei Opera. However, the attacks of the female ghosts continued, and everyone gradually became a little tired.
While resisting, Fu Shaoping carefully observed the rhythm of the female ghosts' attacks. He found that every time a female ghost sang a complete lyric, the attack would pause briefly. He was moved and shouted loudly: "Listen, everyone, when the female ghosts finish singing a sentence, we will launch a counterattack!" Everyone nodded when they heard his words, concentrating their minds and waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.
Just after killing four female ghosts, the vanguard team had not had time to catch their breath, and a stronger chill surged. In the darkness, eight white figures slowly emerged, like evil ghosts crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell. These eight female ghosts also held green lanterns, and the green light flickered in the darkness, revealing endless gloom.
The eight female ghosts sang in unison, and various operas intertwined together, like a symphony from hell. The female ghost singing Yue Opera had a gentle voice: "Brother Liang! If Yingtai is a female red makeup, Brother Liang, are you willing to marry a mandarin duck?" As the lyrics were sung, spiritual runes appeared out of thin air one by one. These runes flashed with strange light, and the shape was like a delicate butterfly, flying towards the crowd. Each butterfly rune contains powerful power, and wherever it goes, the space ripples.
The female ghost singing Huangmei Opera then sang: "Dong Lang hurriedly walked in front, and the seven women shed tears behind him." Her lyrics turned into runes, and the runes took the shape of teardrops, crystal clear but with a biting cold. These teardrop runes gathered in the air into a cold stream of water, sweeping towards the crowd. The water contained a strong impact, as if it could freeze everything.
The female ghost singing Qinqiang had a high voice: "Wang Chao and Ma Han shouted, Mo Huwei retreated." The runes transformed from her lyrics were like majestic soldiers, holding sharp blades, and charging towards the crowd in neat square formations. The soldier runes exuded a powerful spiritual power fluctuation, and every step on the ground could make the earth tremble slightly.
The female ghost singing Pingju Opera was not to be outdone: "Flowers bloom and fade every year, and people's youth will never come again after they pass." The runes formed by her lyrics were like carved flowers, but the petals had sharp saw teeth. These flower runes rotated in the air, forming a huge flower disk, which rolled over the crowd. Wherever the flower disk passed, a gust of cold wind blew.
What's more terrifying is that these eight female ghosts know how to form a formation. They stood according to the eight trigrams, and the green lanterns in their hands released a series of spiritual light rays to connect each other. With the formation of the formation, their cultivation instantly climbed to the realm of transformation. The already powerful attack became even more terrifying under the blessing of the formation.
The people in the vanguard team suddenly felt unprecedented pressure. Fu Shaoping's face was solemn. He knew how powerful the power of the realm of transformation was. He quickly operated the spiritual power in his body to the extreme and formed a thick spiritual shield around his body. This shield flashed with a faint golden light. It was condensed from his spiritual power for many years of cultivation and could resist ordinary attacks.
Fu Shaoping took the lead. He quickly formed seals with both hands and chanted: "Daluo Vajra Seal, appear!" A huge golden seal appeared in front of him, engraved with ancient runes, exuding a powerful force. The Daluo King Kong Seal flew towards the butterfly rune of the Yue Opera ghost girl, and the two collided with each other, making a deafening roar. The space around the golden seal was distorted by the shock. Although the butterfly rune was blocked, it continued to impact the seal, and the two were in a stalemate.
However, the attacks of the female ghosts did not stop. The cold water flow formed by the teardrop rune of the Huangmei Opera ghost girl has rushed in front of everyone. Seeing this, Fu Shaoping immediately performed the Qiankun Niuan Palm. He turned his body, pushed out his palms, and a powerful spiritual power wave spread out with him as the center. This spiritual power was like a whirlpool, sucking the cold water into it. The spiritual power of the Qiankun Niuan Palm and the spiritual power of the teardrop rune entangled and collided with each other, and the cold and hot spiritual power intertwined, and the surrounding air was frozen and melted instantly, and water vapor spread.
At this time, the Qin Opera ghost girl's soldier rune phalanx was approaching. Fu Shaoping did not dare to neglect it. He gritted his teeth and performed the Prisoner Heaven Ice Seal. A blue ice wall rose from the ground, with mysterious runes flashing on it. The ice wall expanded rapidly, trying to block the charge of the soldier rune. The soldier rune collided with the ice wall, making a sound like metal collision. Although the ice wall temporarily blocked the rune phalanx, the power of the rune phalanx was too strong, and cracks began to appear in the ice wall.
The female ghost who sang Pingju opera also pressed over with a huge flower disk composed of flower runes. Fu Shaoping knew that he couldn't let these attacks hit everyone at the same time, so he shouted and summoned twelve Thunder Swords. Twelve swords appeared around him in an instant, and the power of thunder and lightning flashed on each sword. Fu Shaoping waved his hands, and the twelve Thunder Swords formed the Taiyi Sword Formation. After the sword formation was formed, a dazzling lightning flashed and shot towards the flower disk rune. The lightning and the flower disk rune collided with each other, and the power of lightning raged on the flower disk. The petal runes exploded after being hit by lightning, but the overall power of the flower disk was still very strong and continued to crush everyone.
At this critical moment, Fu Shaoping used his special skills again. A strong light suddenly burst out from his body. This was the spiritual power light of Feitian Fumo's body protection. This layer of light was like a golden armor, wrapping him tightly. At the same time, he took out a natal spirit seal from his arms. This natal spirit seal was made by him with his own spiritual power, and it was extremely powerful. He threw out the natal spirit seal, which quickly enlarged in the air and flew towards the center of the female ghosts' formation. Wherever the natal spirit seal went, the space was torn into black gaps, which showed its power.
But the female ghosts were also extremely defensive under the blessing of the formation of the spirit transformation realm. Although the natal spirit seal hit the center of the formation, it only made the formation tremble slightly, and did not cause substantial damage to the female ghosts.
At this time, Fu Shaoping felt that his spiritual power was consumed greatly, but he knew that he could not give up. He decided to summon the Tianlong God of the Underworld Temple for assistance. He put his hands together and chanted an ancient and mysterious spell. As the spell was chanted, the sky suddenly became overcast, and a huge crack appeared in the clouds. A huge Tianlong God slowly leaned out of the crack. The Tianlong God exuded a sacred light all over his body, his dragon scales flashed with a metallic luster, and his huge dragon eyes exuded majesty.
After the Tianlong God appeared, he swooped down towards the formation of the female ghosts. It opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of blazing flames. This flame was different from the previous attacks. It contained mysterious power from the underworld temple. The flames burned towards the female ghosts' formation. The female ghosts felt threatened and turned their rune attacks to the Dragon God.
The butterfly rune, teardrop rune, soldier rune and flower rune all flew towards the Dragon God. The Dragon God waved his huge dragon claws and fought fiercely with these runes. The dragon claws collided with the runes, sparks flew, and powerful spiritual power fluctuations spread all around. The surrounding space was like fragile glass, with cracks constantly appearing.
The other members of the vanguard were not idle either. Nangong Wan danced with her hands, and spiritual power ribbons flew out of her hands, entwining the female ghosts' formation, trying to interfere with the female ghosts' attack rhythm. The elders also performed their own unique skills. An elder cast an earth spell, and huge earth mountains rose from the ground and pressed towards the female ghosts. Another elder cast a wood spell, and countless thick vines emerged from the ground, entwined around the green lanterns of the female ghosts, trying to destroy their formation connection.
The monks formed a spiritual shield formation to protect everyone. They concentrated their spiritual power and continuously strengthened the shield to resist the aftermath of the rune attack of the female ghosts.
However, the attack of the female ghosts was too powerful. Although everyone worked together, they were still at a disadvantage. Fu Shaoping's spiritual power had been consumed by more than half, and Tianlong Shen was gradually unable to resist. He was extremely anxious and carefully observed the female ghosts' formation again.
He found that although the female ghosts' formation was powerful as a whole, there was a place in the southwest corner of the formation where the spiritual power fluctuation was slightly weaker. He moved in his heart and shouted to Nangong Wan: "Nangong, you lead a few monks and concentrate all your spiritual power to attack the formation in the southwest corner! I will attract their attention!"
Nangong Wan understood, she selected a few stronger monks and quietly moved towards the southwest corner. Fu Shaoping forced himself to use the Daluo Vajra Seal to rush towards the main attack force of the female ghosts.
The Daluo Vajra Seal collided with the rune attack again, emitting a dazzling light. Fu Shaoping felt as if his body was pressed down by a mountain, unable to withstand the pressure of the rune attack. But he gritted his teeth and persisted, buying time for Nangong Wan and the others.
After Nangong Wan and several monks arrived at the southwest corner, they simultaneously gathered their spiritual power to the extreme. A sword emitting powerful spiritual power appeared in Nangong Wan's hand. She inserted the sword into the ground and muttered something. Other monks also injected their spiritual power into the sword. The spiritual power light on the sword became stronger and stronger, and finally formed a huge spiritual power beam, shooting towards the southwest corner of the formation.
This spiritual power beam accurately hit the weak point of the formation. With a crisp cracking sound, a crack appeared in the formation of the female ghosts. As the cracks appeared, the spiritual power of the formation began to become disordered, and the cultivation of the female ghosts instantly fell from the state of transformation.
Seeing this, everyone's morale was greatly boosted. They seized this opportunity and launched their strongest attacks one after another. Fu Shaoping recalled the Dragon God, and then rushed towards the female ghosts with the Dragon God. He used the star scimitar, which flashed with the power of the stars, and chopped at the female ghosts. The Dragon God also spurted out flames again, and the flames surrounded the female ghosts.
Nangong Wan held the sword and led the monks to rush towards the female ghosts. Wherever the sword went, the bodies of the female ghosts were easily penetrated. Other elders also cast various spells to eliminate the remaining female ghosts one by one.
With the concerted efforts of everyone, the eight female ghosts were finally killed, and the surroundings returned to the previous silence.
When everyone was still immersed in the exhaustion and relief of defeating eight female ghosts, the surrounding Yin Qi suddenly surged wildly again. In the depths of darkness, sixteen white figures loomed and slowly emerged. The breath of these sixteen female ghosts was stronger and more sinister than before, and the chill they exuded seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls directly.
The sixteen female ghosts began to sing in unison, and the sounds of various operas mixed together, no longer chaotic, but formed a peculiar rhythm. The female ghost singing Yue Opera sang gracefully: "Three years of classmates' love is like the sea, Shanbo can't bear to leave Zhu Yingtai." There was endless sorrow in that voice. The female ghost singing Huangmei Opera continued to sing: "The birds on the tree are in pairs, and the green water and green mountains bring smiles." The voice was crisp but revealed a sense of weirdness. The female ghost singing Qinqiang roared loudly: "My ancestral home is Hancheng County, Shaanxi, and there is a home in Xinghua Village." There were also female ghosts singing Pingju Opera and other female ghosts of other operas who sang their own lyrics.
The runes transformed by the lyrics no longer fought on their own, but began to gather together. The butterfly runes, teardrop runes, soldier runes, flower runes and other runes quickly merged to form a huge sphere emitting a faint light. The sphere kept rotating, and the runes flowed and flickered in it, like a small universe.
They named this killing array "Youling Juehun Array". In this killing array, the power of the runes was multiplied. The power fluctuations emitted by the Youling Juehun Array were like surging waves, sweeping towards the vanguard team.
The vanguard team suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression, which was several times stronger than when they faced the eight female ghosts before. Fu Shaoping's face became extremely solemn. He knew the power of this killing array. He quickly adjusted his state and put the little spiritual power left in his body into motion again. At the same time, he shouted to everyone: "Everyone be careful, this killing array cannot be underestimated. We must unite to deal with it."
Fu Shaoping rushed to the killing array first. He used the Daluo Vajra Seal, and the golden seal flew towards the Youling Juehun Array. However, when the seal came into contact with the light of the killing array, it was as if it had fallen into a quagmire. Its speed suddenly dropped, and the spiritual light on the seal began to be swallowed up.
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