I am really a spiritualist

Just as they were observing, several people from An Yunmen had already come over.

After seeing the situation, everyone frowned.

Several people looked at each other, and then Colin nodded: "Do it!"

As Colin spoke, many psychics no longer hid, powerful psychic energy surged, and various elemental spiritual arts were used.

Waves of elemental power shot towards the platform.

The black-robed people who were performing the ceremony noticed the elemental spiritual arts and either avoided or resisted.

The roar continued to sound, and flames, storms, and frost flashed near the platform.

The ordinary people under the platform were a little panicked at this moment.

They screamed in confusion and subconsciously wanted to escape.

Colin said: "Go and control the believers participating in the sacrificial activities!"

Several weaker psychics in the psychic processing bureau left one after another, controlling them in place.

And Lu Kong and others paid attention to the black-robed people.

Because the attack of Lu Kong and others was extremely abrupt, the two weaker black-robed people died on the spot.

The remaining relatively strong ones were not in great danger.

The black-robed man who stood in the front had the strongest aura and had reached the peak of the third level.

In addition, there were four third-level black-robed men, and the others were all second-level.

Seeing this scene, Lu Kong and the others were relieved. It seemed that there was indeed not much danger.

An Yunmen sneered: "That's all?"

He immediately rushed to the platform.

And the others followed.

The black-robed men passed the initial panic, and when they saw the psychic rushing over, their faces suddenly became very ugly.

The black-robed man in the lead roared angrily: "Ah!! How dare you stop the ceremony?!"

However, the next moment, a wind blade slashed across his neck at a speed that the black-robed man had not yet reacted.

Blood gushed out, the black-robed man's head fell off, and his body swayed and fell to the ground.

"Lu Kong, you actually stole the head!" An Yunmen shouted immediately.

Others attacked other black-robed men.

Facing several fourth-level men, plus the attacks of geniuses such as Katarina, the black-robed men were unable to make any effective resistance.

Just one encounter, and they were all killed.

Seeing this scene, Colin and other psychics in the Psychic Processing Bureau were a little surprised.

"As expected of the top students of Qiyao College."

Colin sighed, then thought of something, his face changed slightly: "By the way, I should have left a survivor to see where they came from."

Hearing this, Cronin and others also reacted.

"It's too late to say this now, these cultists are dead." An Yunmen was a little helpless: "It would have been better to say it earlier."

Colin thought to himself, I didn't expect you to be so fierce!

All these black-robed people were killed in one round.

"Then forget it."

Colin shook his head and didn't care too much.

And the many ordinary people who were originally panicked, seeing the black-robed people die, their eyes widened, and their faces were lost.

A middle-aged man shed tears and knelt on the ground: "Dead? How can he die?? If they die, what about my wife? Can my wife be resurrected?"

There were also people muttering similar things on the side.

They originally joined the Death Cult with the idea of ​​reviving their relatives.

But now, all the black-robed people are dead, and their idea of ​​reviving their relatives has naturally failed.

For a while, everyone was a little bit unable to accept it.

Lin Yue was also among them. She was a little lost, and there was even a hint of hatred in her eyes when she looked at Colin and the others.

"Uncle Griffin, why did you stop me from resurrecting my father?!" Lin Yue roared.

Griffin and the others beside him all had solemn faces.

When the spiritual world began to interfere with reality, the weak spirituality of mortals was too easily affected.

Obviously, most of the mortals here were disturbed to a certain extent.

Fortunately, these mortals joined the Death Cult not long ago. If it were a while later, these people would obviously be affected by the spirituality of the Death God, and eventually their souls would be completely changed.

Even now, these people need a certain amount of psychological treatment, or even spiritual treatment.

Griffin looked at Lin Yue's hateful eyes, and his originally expressionless face trembled slightly.

He exhaled slightly and said slowly: "If it is really possible to resurrect, how can I stop it?"

Colin was also silent when he heard this.

He said slightly: "Okay, control these people and go back."

Everyone nodded.

Just then, a scream was heard.

Lu Kong and others' faces changed, and they turned around to see a young man from the Psychic Processing Bureau with a pale bone spur on his chest.

The bone spur was inserted from the back, and blood was dripping.

He widened his eyes, his eyes full of disbelief.

Then, the light in his eyes slowly dimmed, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

Colin and others widened their eyes and roared in grief and anger: "Awei!"

Then everyone suddenly felt something, turned their heads sharply, and looked towards the platform.

They saw that the pale flames in the eye sockets of the statue on the platform burned more violently.

And the black-robed man who was originally dead, his body twisted and squirmed at this moment.

Some people's flesh and blood rotted into corpse fluid, fell off the bones, and became pure skeletons.

Some of them had dark blue skin, their bodies grew rapidly, their statures became extremely tall, and they even developed bone spurs.

There were even several bodies twisted and fused together, and the parts damaged by the previous attack were stitched together, as if they had become twisted monsters.

The original more than ten black-robed people were now eight weird and twisted undead creatures.

These undead creatures released terrifying spiritual pressure, and the cold breath of death came from their bodies, making people's hands and feet cold.

And the one who shot out the bone spur was the skeleton man in black robes.

He made a cold voice: "Death is just another beginning!"

Their breath became stronger and stronger, and finally all the undead reached the level of the fourth level, and some even approached the fifth level!

This made everyone stare with eyes wide open, unbelievable.

Lu Kong said expressionlessly: "...Brother Yunmen, don't ask me to do the mission together next time."

Catalina said faintly: "Next time you do the mission with Senior An, don't ask me."

Monkey looked at the powerful breath coming from afar, sweating and nodding repeatedly.

An Feixue also looked at An Yunmen silently, and the meaning in her eyes was self-evident.

The corners of An Yunmen's mouth twitched, and he fell into doubt about his life.

"I clearly didn't have this problem before."

Has his luck gotten worse during this period?

Barala swallowed her saliva and held the big sword: "... Let's think about how to survive first before considering other situations?"

Lu Kong took a deep breath, glanced at the ordinary people trembling under the spiritual pressure, and then looked at Colin and others with pale faces.

"Director Colin, take the ordinary people away, you can't help much here."

Hearing this, Colin came back to his senses from the terrifying atmosphere.

He took a deep breath and shouted: "Griffin, take the others away!"

He looked at Lu Kong: "My classmate, I am also a third-level psychic after all, I also want to stay and help!"

Lu Kong was about to speak, but suddenly his pupils shrank and disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in an open space a few meters away.

And in that direction, a tall undead with blue skin suddenly appeared.

Its arm full of bone spurs swung a punch, but was blocked by Lu Kong.

Bang! ! !

The sound of explosives exploding was heard.

Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the ground where the two were.

The strong wind from the collision made people's skin hurt, and it was difficult to open their eyes.

Colin's eyes were wide open, full of horror.

"I can't see... I can't see at all."

He didn't even notice any signs of movement.

If the attack just now was directed at him...

Colin's scalp was numb and his heart was cold.

"Listen to Lu Kong, you go first!"

An Yunmen's expression was solemn, and he immediately used spiritual arts to resist other undead spirits rushing up.

Cronin roared and rushed up with Balala.

Colin gritted his teeth and nodded: "Let's go!"

The mortals who were originally unable to accept the death of the black-robed man were struck by lightning when they saw such a horrible scene.

They wanted to escape without being driven away by the people from the Psychic Processing Bureau.

Although An Feixue and the others had not reached the third level, they were much stronger than Colin in terms of strength.

The three of them joined forces, which was enough to affect the fourth-level psychic, and they could also stay to assist.

An Yunmen, Cronin, Balala, Li Yunxi and Lin Jing were all fourth-level, but facing the undead spirits close to the fifth level, only An Yunmen could not fall behind.

The strength of the others was slightly inferior, and they could only barely resist, and even resisting was difficult.

Even if they tried their best, they could only stop five of them together.

In addition to the fifth-level warrior undead spirit that fought against Lu Kong, there were two left, one was a skeleton undead spirit that had used the dead spirit spell before, and the other skeleton was burning with flames.

These two undead spirits set their sights on the weakest ones of Anfischer.

Obviously they planned to weaken their combat power first.

The flame skeleton condensed a huge red fireball in his hand, and the temperature of the entire abandoned factory rose by several degrees.

The fireball shot out and shot towards Katarina at an extremely fast speed.

Catalina was using the power of thunder to help Li Yunxi resist a dead spirit. Feeling the powerful breath, her face changed.

Before she could dodge, a figure appeared in front of her. It was Lu Kong.

Lu Kong punched the fireball.

Boom! !

The fireball exploded, and the flames flew in all directions.

The warrior dead spirit was thrown away by Lu Kong and roared: "Your opponent is me!"

He rushed up again.

Lu Kong's face was cold, his body disappeared on the spot, and he kicked the warrior dead spirit with terrifying power.

The warrior dead spirit's face changed, and he raised his hands to resist. The terrifying power made him fly out like a cannonball and directly smashed a stone pillar.

Lu Kong reached out and slapped away several bone spurs that were shot at him. At the same time, he waved his hand and spiritual energy surged.

The spiritual contract rune appeared, and Xiaoqing walked out of the formation.

It felt the strong breath of death and immediately looked around vigilantly.

After seeing the terrifying undead, Xiao Qing's hair stood up and he screamed.

Seeing this scene, whether it was the Death Skeleton or the Flame Skeleton, or even the Warrior Undead who had just stood up, they were all stunned.

The soul fire in the Death Skeleton's eyes flashed violently.

"Are you a Spiritual Contract Master?!"

Lu Kong grinned: "Yes, I am a Spiritual Contract Master!"

He stepped on the ground, the ground cracked, and he rushed towards the Death Skeleton instantly.

Xiaoqing also received Lu Kong's order, condensed a storm, and began to attack the Flame Skeleton.

Feeling the beast-like aura of Lu Kong, the Death Skeleton retreated again and again, condensing a series of bone shields in front of him.

How could there be a Spiritual Contract Master with such a powerful body? !