Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Suddenly, the pressure on the monks guarding the Changfeng Castle formation doubled, and they hurriedly donated mana to the formation to maintain the operation of the formation.

The children of the Yan family who went out to fight saw the ghost soldiers approaching and retreated one after another. They also relied on the strength of the formation to fight against them.

Only the master of Changfeng Castle, who is also the head of the Yan family, commanded calmly and calmly, as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his color. He had the bearing of a great master!

The Lord of Changfeng Castle shouted: "This time the souls of the Jin Kingdom are attacking, there is only one Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator, so there is nothing to be afraid of! As long as we hold on to the formation and secure the gap, nothing will go wrong! When we, the souls of the Qi Kingdom, arrive, we will attack from both inside and outside. We will definitely make sure that these Jin soldiers never come back!"

In Changfeng Castle, the morale of the monks was greatly boosted! More and more people joined the team to sacrifice mana to the formation.

Ye Ling looked at it and shook his head. He sent a message to Lu Binglan with his spiritual consciousness: "What are you doing to break the formation? I thought I was using spiritual stones to maintain the operation of the formation, but in the end, I actually had to rely on everyone to sacrifice their mana! I lost three ways. The reinforcement of the spirit transformation turns out to be mediocre. Qi's accomplishments in formations are far behind our Wu's! Even if they are given another three thousand years, they will not be able to break the mountain-sea formation established by Zu."

Lu Binglan pursed her lips and smiled: "I just said it looked strange. A bunch of people were sitting cross-legged and meditating there, sacrificing mana to maintain the formation. They were unable to work together to face the enemy, which greatly weakened the overall combat power of the cultivators in Changfeng Castle."

While the two were talking, at the gap in the Changfeng Castle formation, a monk who was meditating and sacrificing mana suddenly collapsed without any warning, as if he had collapsed.

Then, people fell to the ground one after another, causing a burst of exclamations.

"Master! There's a situation!"

The nearby monks of the Yan family noticed something was wrong here and hurriedly warned the family leader.

Unexpectedly, before he could turn around, a mass of black energy filled the air and swallowed him up instantly. It was as if he had turned into a zombie, staring at him with blood-red eyes, and hacking away at him like a tribesman!

Ye Ling's eyes narrowed, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. After all, he had seen too many similar things in the Netherworld Cave. He was surprised and said: "Possessed by dead souls? The dead souls of Jin Kingdom finally got in."

Lu Binglan nodded: "Yes, this was caused by Yan Xiaoshe's negligence. The monks at the gap in the formation couldn't stop it! That's the weakest point in the entire formation. The souls of the Jin Kingdom sneaked in, and they were mixed with the ghosts outside. Soldiers should cooperate inside and outside, Changfeng Castle is in danger!"

At this time, the Lord of Changfeng Castle discovered that something was wrong with his nephew. He was obviously possessed by the soul of the dead and started killing his clan members. This made him shocked and angry. He quickly teleported over and raised his palm to stop his nephew.

[In view of the general environment,

Who would have thought that the dead souls of the Jin Kingdom were extremely cunning. Before Lord Changfeng Castle could slap him, they turned into a mass of black mist. They narrowly avoided it and attacked the monks who were meditating to offer their magic power.

The Lord of Changfeng Castle forcibly withdrew the strength of his palm, and when he looked at his nephew, he was already bleeding to death from all his orifices!

But in the eyes of the children of the Yan family and everyone else, it was the head of the family who slapped the unfortunate brother to death. Their expressions suddenly changed, their hearts were shocked, and they exclaimed:

"Master! Please show mercy!"

"Lord of the castle, don't kill innocent people by mistake!"

The Lord of Changfeng Castle was speechless. At this moment, the fox-like spirit of the Jin Dynasty in the formation snatched away another Yan family monk. With the power of self-destruction, he turned into a ball of blood mist and suddenly knocked away the formation. gap!

The ghost soldiers outside were also led by Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator, vying to break in!

In an instant, black mist filled the formation, a thick aura of death filled the air, and countless dead souls began to seize the bodies of the cultivators in Changfeng Castle!