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Chapter 885 Ghosts
There was a muffled sound of metal and iron clashing, and there were a few faint knife marks in the pit.

Seeing this scene, Wang Mingren and the others showed surprise in their eyes. Could it be a third-order ore vein? If it is a third-order ore vein, it is different. Even a small third-order ore vein is worth millions of spirit stones.

The young woman in the green skirt also took out two green flying swords, and chopped them into the pit, and there was also a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Third-tier veins? Let the Ankylosaurus have a try!"

The man in the yellow robe patted the spirit animal bag, and a yellow light flew out, turning into a yellow pangolin with a first-born one-horned body. It had yellow scales all over its body and small eyes.

The armored dragon beast, a spirit beast that ranks [-] on the list of strange beasts in the world, is proficient in earth escape and is good at mining ores.

The body of the armored dragon shrank into a ball, turned into a yellow ball, and rolled into the evil pit. Its body surface was bright yellow, and it got into the bottom of the evil pit.

"No, there is a problem with the Shakeng."

The yellow-robed man's face changed, and he said in a broken voice.

Wang Mingren's gaze became suspicious, and the sound of "chi chi" piercing through the air resounded, and countless slender red silk threads flew out from the bottom of the Shakeng, heading straight for Wang Mingren and the other five.

Zhao Wuji sacrificed a crimson bead, turned it around him, and turned into a light red light curtain, and at the same time sacrificed a red long knife, and slashed towards the front of him, a large piece of crimson saber aura Flying out, splitting towards the attacking red silk thread.

The man in the yellow robe held out a small yellow umbrella, flew over his head, turned around, and a large yellow glow flew out, covering his whole body.

Wang Mingren sacrificed a red shield, which swelled up to block in front of him, and at the same time, a layer of red-golden light curtain emerged on his body.

Ximenfeng sacrificed a red jade ruler, released a large piece of red flames to protect himself, and at the same time blocked a wall of red flames in front of him.

The young woman in the green skirt pinched the magic formula, and the two cyan flying swords radiated bright light, releasing a large piece of cyan sword light, splitting towards the red filaments, and she sacrificed a cyan shield, which swelled up, and stood in front of her.

The red saber air and cyan sword light struck the red filament, and there was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing.

After a few muffled sounds, two men screamed in pain. The dense red silk thread pierced through the defenses of the man in yellow robe and Zhao Wuji, and pierced through their bodies. Their bodies turned into mummified corpses at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Their faces are full of horror, their defense is not weak, even if it is a cultivator of the ninth level of alchemy, it is impossible to break it easily, could it be that the other party is a cultivator of Nascent Soul?

The dense red filaments hit the red shield and the blue shield, the surface of the shield was bumpy, and the red filaments pierced through the fire wall, emitting a puff of green smoke. The red jade ruler in Ximenfeng's hand shook lightly, releasing a large red ruler shadow, blocking the Red filaments.

"Not good, there is something evil, get out quickly."

The beauty of the young woman in the green dress changed drastically, turning into a blue light, rushing along the way she came from.

Zhao Wuji's strength was higher than hers, and he was killed as soon as they met each other. She didn't dare to stay longer, so she could only return to the sect and report to the elders.

Just as she was approaching the exit, two golden bone hands suddenly emerged from the stone wall, and the surface of the bone hands was covered with a layer of red flames.

The young woman in the green dress drove two cyan flying swords to strike on the golden bone hands, making a muffled sound of gold and iron striking each other, leaving only shallow traces. The two golden bone hands grabbed the cyan flying swords, and a large red flame Emerging from the bone hand, wrapped in the cyan flying sword, the light of the cyan flying sword dimmed quickly.

"嗤嗤" sounded through the air, and dense red filaments flew out from the surrounding stone walls, piercing through the body of the young woman in the green skirt, and her body turned into a mummy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dense red filaments interweave into a large red net, sealing off the entrance and exit.

Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng wanted to escape, but the young woman in the green skirt died too quickly, before they had time to escape, the entrance was blocked.

I don't know what the red filaments are, and the magic weapon is hard to hurt.

Rumble!
The evil pit shook violently, and a huge bone corpse came out of the evil pit.

The surface of the bone corpse is shining golden, there are two clusters of golden flames in the empty eye sockets, the head is red gold, each bone is wrapped by red filaments, the red filaments are like blood vessels.

A nearby stone wall lit up with a burst of golden light, and two human-shaped bone corpses emerged from the stone wall. Their bodies were golden, their heads were silver, and each bone was entwined with red filaments.

Judging from their breath, they are all ghosts in the alchemy stage, and the largest bone corpse has reached the ninth layer of alchemy.

"This is an evil corpse! Some evil heretics like to use the evil spirit of the earth to cultivate refined corpses. What we found is not an ancient monk's cave at all, but a secret place for evil heretics to cultivate refined corpses."

Ximen Feng exclaimed, his face was very ugly.

"Evil Corpse? This is what you say. The old man has been imprisoned for thousands of years, and he can finally leave this ghost place! You are the disciples of the Taiyi Immortal Sect! Very good, if it is not for the Four Seasons Sword Master, the old man will not be imprisoned In this ghost place for thousands of years, this old man will drain your blood essence first, and then go to the Taiyi Immortal Sect to settle the score."

The giant skeletal corpse spat out human words, and the two red-golden flames in its eye sockets kept shaking.

Judging from his words, it seems that he has enmity with Sword Master Four Seasons.

Wang Mingren was slightly taken aback. Of course he had heard of Sword Master Four Seasons. Sword Master Four Seasons was a patriarch of Taiyi Xianmen. It was because of this person that Taiyi Xianmen could gain a firm foothold in Donghuang. More than 3000 years ago, even a cultivator who transformed himself into a god could only live for more than 2000 years. Could it be that ghost cultivators lived longer?It shouldn't be either!The ghost in front of him is just the alchemy stage.

Before he had time to think about it, two human-shaped skeleton corpses rushed over, and there were two muffled sounds on the ground, and several big khaki hands came out from the ground, grabbing the feet of Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng.

Wang Mingren frowned, and a red-gold aura lit up in his right hand, and he slapped the giant bone corpse rushing forward, a golden palm of fire several feet in size flew out, hitting a human-shaped bone corpse, turning it into a It was a large red golden flame, which spread rapidly.

Ximen Fengyu raised her hand, and it turned into a five-foot-wide red net, covering the two human skeleton corpses. The red net shrank rapidly, binding the two skeleton corpses inside, and at the same time, a large piece of red net emerged from the surface of the net. The red flames engulfed the bodies of the two bone corpses.

"Come on."

Wang Mingren pulled Ximenfeng up and rushed towards the entrance.

The entrance and exit have been blocked by dense red filaments, and the magic weapon is hard to hurt.

He opened his mouth, and spewed out a large piece of golden flame, which hit the red filament, and at the same time sacrificed two red golden round wheels, which split on the red filament.

After many years of cultivation by Wang Mingren, Jin Yan True Flame's power is no longer what it used to be.

With a muffled sound, all the red filaments were broken.

Wang Mingren hugged Ximenfeng's slender waist, and flew outside, a red shield flew around them erratically,

(End of this chapter)