Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Ten people flew in the air, just a few dozen feet away.

Mi Hai, who was at the back, suddenly felt the yin energy behind him surge abnormally, and hurriedly summoned a demon-subduing pestle, shooting it towards the dark back.

"Boom!"

After a loud noise, Mi Hai's expression became a little more solemn.

His demon-subduing pestle was knocked back.

Although his previous move was just a tentative attack. But with Mi Hai's cultivation and the restraint of Buddhist teachings on ghosts. Ghosts below the fourth level must be killed in one blow. Even ordinary fourth-level ghosts can't easily knock the demon-subduing pestle away.

The strength of the ghosts behind is obviously extraordinary.

"All donors, there are powerful ghosts chasing us from behind." Mi Hai reminded.

Gou Jun, who was leading the way in front, also said in a solemn tone.

"There are also fourth-level ghosts in front. It seems that you can't hide. Everyone, prepare to fight."

As soon as Gou Jun finished speaking, a ghost roar came from the front.

"Roar!"

Then, the Yin Qi in front of him surged violently.

A huge skull formed by the condensation of pure Yin Qi broke through the Yin Qi and rushed towards Gou Jun.

Gou Jun's body suddenly burst into corpse Qi.

Bundles of corpse Qi that were so thick that they were almost materialized rushed out of his body.

The corpse Qi turned into a huge corpse Qi hand and met the skull that rushed towards him.

The giant hand hit the skull, and the latter suddenly disintegrated.

The giant hand did not slow down and sank into the depths of Yin Qi.

A loud "bang" sound was heard.

The giant hand disintegrated.

A ghost rushed out from the depths of Yin Qi.

The ghost was red all over, more than ten feet tall, with a tattered piece of clothing hanging on his body, and a black sword in his hand that was longer than his height.

"A ghost king in the late fourth stage!"

Gou Jun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Just as he was about to kill the ghost, he heard a sharp sound of breaking through the air behind him.

It was Mo Yexue's flying sword.

The flying sword slashed at a fourth-level ghost not far away.

Most of the other people did the same, urging their own magic weapons to attack the ghosts coming from all directions.

There were countless ghosts hidden in the black ghost energy around them.

"Donors, there are too many fourth-level ghosts. Fighting hard is not a solution."

While speaking, Mi Hai quickly pinched the Buddhist seal with both hands.

A ten-foot-high phantom of the Ming Wang slowly appeared above his head.

The phantom of the Ming Wang radiated Buddha's light.

The Buddha's Dharma was mighty, and all evil retreated.

The Yin Qi within a thousand feet around was like spring snow, and it instantly dissipated.

The ghosts hidden in the Yin Qi appeared one after another.

There were more than ten fourth-level ghosts in the thousand-foot range alone. As for the third-level and lower-level ghosts, they had already been frightened away or annihilated by the residual power of the battle.

At the edge of the Buddha's light, ghosts can be seen from time to time, and there are more ghosts hiding in the darkness.

The shadow of the Ming Wang lasted only three breaths before it disintegrated.

Obviously, this technique consumes a lot of mana, and Mi Hai is not willing to waste too much mana for it.

"Everyone, it's just a ghost, how can it stop us? Follow me."

Gou Jun suddenly roared, and the corpse gas rolled up around his body, and he rushed out first.

In front of him, the monstrous corpse gas turned into an angry dragon, rushing around, invincible.

Others hurriedly followed, and at the same time tried to stop the ghosts rushing from all directions.

Ten people were like a sharp arrow, piercing into the ubiquitous ghost gas.

The ghosts that blocked the way forward were either crushed or frightened away.

These frightened ghosts did not leave, but fell behind the crowd, waiting for an opportunity to move.

As time went by, more and more ghosts followed, and soon there were more than 20 ghosts, all of which were fourth-level ghosts.

Soon, a towering hall appeared in front of everyone.

The hall was built of black boulders, on which countless hideous ghost faces were carved, struggling or roaring, lifelike, as if countless evil ghosts were sealed in the boulders.

On the plaque of the hall, the three characters "Shenghun Hall" were engraved, and the font was simple and twisted.

When everyone saw this hall for the first time, they suddenly felt heavy and depressed.

It seemed that what they saw was not a cold stone hall, but a fierce beast.

Gou Jun, who was in the front, did not rush into the hall rashly.

He turned his head and looked at the many fourth-level ghosts who followed him, and their expressions were a little gloomy.

He moved his eyes and finally fell on Song Wen.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Shuo, please go ahead, and we will cover you."

Hearing this, Song Wen's pupils shrank slightly.

At this moment, he finally understood why Yin Shuo spoke for him when they were outside the cliff.

It was all for the current situation, the purpose was to let Song Wen explore the way.

Yin Shuo had entered the Soul Hall before, and he must have a certain understanding of the situation inside.

He did not dare to step in rashly, which was enough to show the danger inside.

Compared with the unknown situation of the Soul Hall, the twenty or so fourth-level ghosts following everyone were nothing.

If everyone joined forces, it would not be difficult to deal with twenty or so fourth-level ghosts.

However, the God Blood Hall was in crisis, and everyone did not want to waste too much mana on these ghosts, so these ghosts survived until now.

"Why, do you have any objections to my arrangement, Brother Yin Shuo?"

Seeing that Song Wen did not answer for a long time, Gou Jun's eyes flashed coldly.

"How dare I!"

The situation was stronger than the person, and Song Wen had to bow his head.

He moved and slowly floated towards the Soul Hall.

At the same time, he waved two magical powers in his body and rushed towards the closed stone door of the Soul Hall.

Under the push of the magical power, the ten-foot-high stone door slowly opened.

The stone door was not completely opened, but only a three-foot-wide crack was opened.

Song Wen looked inside the door with a vigilant look.

It was pitch black inside the door, and nothing could be seen; it was also silent, and no movement could be heard; and there seemed to be some kind of restriction that prevented Song Wen's spiritual consciousness from penetrating.

The inside and outside of the door were like two worlds, and standing outside the door could not peek into the door at all.

There was only an extremely strong yin energy, which rushed towards him, making Song Wen's heart sink inexplicably.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Shuo, you can rest assured, there is no danger in the hall."

Gou Jun's voice came from behind Song Wen.

"The teleportation array leading to Corpse Blood Mountain is in the southwest corner of the main hall of the Living Soul Hall. You only need to explore the main hall and make sure that the teleportation array is intact, then you can return. In addition, fellow Taoist, please remember that Corpse Blood Mountain is more dangerous than this place. Do not go there alone, otherwise, you will die without a burial place."

After hearing this, Song Wen did not respond.

His mind moved, and a dark shield suddenly appeared, rotating around him at high speed.

Then, he stepped into the Living Soul Hall.

As soon as Song Wen left, the two magic powers that pushed open the door of the Living Soul Hall also dissipated.

With a "bang!", the door closed again.