Urban Cultivation: I Was Dug Out Again

Now that the fight was ready, everyone stopped chattering. Luo Qingyin stepped back, sat down cross-legged and put the guqin on her knees.

The two ordinary students knew that going up would only cause trouble, so they consciously guarded Luo Qingyin. They could help block attacks at critical moments.

Ma Tianming and Bei Wuhan are still the main attackers, with Zhang Yaqing and three female assistants responsible for harassment.

"If you don't want to drink a toast, you'll have to drink a fine wine, come on." Seeing that the prey were all ready, the ghost master waved one hand, and the faces of the two ghost servants instantly turned blue-gray, and they were full of ghostly aura.

It looks very powerful, but the ghost has no body and cannot cause physical damage.

It can only stir up the Yin Qi and transform it into various horrific scenes. The surrounding streets are changing, the shops on both sides are rapidly decaying, and thick vines are rising from the ground and rolling towards everyone.

A large amount of blood appeared on the street, forming bloody puddles. From time to time, the sound of babies crying could be heard from inside. Countless small bloody hands stretched out from them, dragging their little bodies full of blood towards several people.

The whole scene is like a bloody hell, with howling wind and horror.

"Dang~dong~" At this moment, Luo Qingyin, who was in luck, plucked the strings, causing ripples in the space.

The crisp sound of the piano instantly suppressed the cry of the blood baby.

The faces of the two guards turned green and white, obviously struggling to keep the illusion from breaking.

But Luo Qingyin's "Heavenly Fantasy Mysterious Sound" is too powerful in breaking illusions.

The blood babies showed pain on their faces and kept retreating, while Teng Man rolled back.

The illusion has begun to appear broken.

"Trash~" Seeing how useless his two losers were, Mr. Gui was furious.

It immediately burst out with ghostly aura, which was three points stronger than the ghostly aura of the two losers combined, which showed that it was not weak at all.

I saw the general statue in a small temple next to the dilapidated street began to tremble, and the stone powder on its body fell down.

It took one step, and a hole was instantly knocked out of the small temple.

In two or three steps, he rushed in front of the crowd, raised his physical sword and struck with one blow.

"Boom~" A deep sword mark was immediately cut on the ground.

"Dang Dang Dang~ Dang~" Luo Qingyin's pressure immediately increased greatly. The more she played the piano, the faster she played. Big beads of sweat dripped down. Without the sufficient spiritual energy provided by the Osmanthus Immortal Brew, with her current level of cultivation at the second level of Qi Refining, she wanted to It's still a bit difficult to break such a powerful illusion.

"Can't it be broken yet?" Ma Tianming asked as he dodged the sword.

"Kill those two ghost servants first. I can't stand the three of them together."

"Okay, Lao Bei, the one on my left and the one on your right."

"good."

"One horse is level with the river, two horses are drinking from the spring."

"Wind sand, rolling waves." Both of them launched their killing moves in succession.

The two ghost servants had revealed their ghost bodies under Luo Qingyin's phantom-shattering music.

A ghost with a broken body and half of his face chopped off kept dodging Ma Tianming's powerful fist with a look of fear on his face.

Ma Tianming is worthy of being the number one martial artist of the younger generation. With one false move, the ghost hid in the direction he expected. He immediately swung his fist across the face and punched the remaining half of his face, which was immediately beaten to pieces.

On the other side, Bei Wuhan also happened to smash the soul of another ghost into pieces.

"You guys deserve to die." Master Gui was furious. How could these two henchmen be killed so easily? It was also a little panicked.

The giant sword of the general's stone statue swept across, and the broad sword body struck towards Ma Tianming and the two like a huge door panel.

Without the ghost energy support of the two ghost servants, Luo Qingyin instantly felt much more relaxed.

The rapid sound of the piano was two minutes faster, and cracks immediately appeared on the surface of the stone statue.

The sound of "click" is endless.

Seeing that his illusion was about to be broken, Master Gui immediately ran away.

Without the support of Gui Gongzi's ghostly energy, the huge stone statue quickly turned into a pile of rubble.

"Want to run? No way." The illusion has been broken, and the soul of the ghost master has also been revealed. There is a hole in his head, and the ghost thing with a red and white face is running away into the distance.

The entire ghost market has also disappeared, and all the lonely ghosts are huddled behind the wasteland tombs, watching a few people chasing the ghost master.

"Winds and lingering clouds." Bei Wuhan swung out a big move.

"Ah~" After a scream of ghosts and wolves, the ghost master's soul, which was still running away, was instantly cut into countless pieces.

"Who? Who killed my son? Ah..." As soon as the ghost master died, a monstrous ghost energy immediately erupted from the depths of the mass grave.

"Damn it, here comes the old classic plot, kill the little one, run away." Ma Tianming screamed strangely, calling for everyone to run away as fast as they could.

This old ghost knew that it was about to reach the level of an evil ghost just by looking at its ghost aura. The overwhelming ghost aura was about to solidify, and it was definitely not something they could resist.

Moreover, Luo Qingyin consumes a lot of energy. Once she falls into the illusion again, it will be difficult to break it.

Deep in the mass grave, an old ghost wearing a general's armor and holding a bronze sword came rushing towards him with overwhelming ghost energy.

Looking at the shape of the armor, it is exactly the same as the stone statue in Mr. Gui's fantasy before.

Several people scurried away with their heads in their hands, and all of them ran away overnight.

Ma Tianming and Bei Wuhan felt a little aggrieved. They were obviously very strong, but there were too many super-class existences in this secret realm, although they hadn't broken that line yet.

But for the two of them, they could crush each other at will, which also made their proud hearts feel a little frustrated.

Instructor Yan is right, the world is very big, don’t just focus on the younger generation, there are too many peaks on the road ahead for them to surpass.

They long to enter the innate, and only by entering that level can they truly be called strong.

"It's too fast, what should I do?" Among the few people, the two ordinary students were panicked. They had finally survived until now. It would be really unfair if they were killed at the last moment.

"There is still more than an hour before dawn, and this old ghost has not yet entered the evil ghost level. As long as we persist until dawn, we will be safe." Ma Tianming analyzed.

"Don't worry about anything, just run. If it doesn't work, just run towards the valley. Whether you can survive or not depends on your fate." Several people had no good solution.

The direction they were running now was toward the valley. No matter what, they had to escape from the old ghost's pursuit first.

After everyone rushed into the sea of ​​flowers, the whole valley immediately boiled, but the old ghost did not stay outside the valley.

The hatred of killing his son is irreconcilable, and now he doesn't care about the trouble that many human-faced butterflies in the valley will cause him.

When the old ghost burst into the valley, countless human-faced butterflies were circling and flying, and the colorful phosphorus fire fell from the sky like raindrops, which was really beautiful.

This phosphorus fire has the power to burn the soul. Even if the ghost energy of the old ghost has almost condensed into substance, it is still being burned "sizzling".

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" howling sounds, but it felt a bit reckless at this moment. Even though it knew that the human-faced butterfly sky in the valley could defeat ghosts like them, it was still controlled by its anger and ran into it.

Now that the burnt mind was clearer, he immediately wanted to exit the valley.

Several people took advantage of the human-faced butterflies to attack the old ghost and had no time to care about them. They just ran towards the dead wood forest. Compared to the human-faced butterflies and the old ghost, they were more willing to face the dead bodies. At least they still had a chance to fight. force.