Villain: I am not good at fighting.

On the rocky altar, cold wind formed a tornado, dust filled the sky at the edge of the formation, and homeless ghosts wandered around at will.

Suddenly, the formation glowed, and six living creatures appeared above the altar. The ghosts immediately whimpered and subconsciously gathered here.

"Sky Fox Divine Fire!"

A wall of fire rose from the altar. When the ghost met the pale white flame, it was like a pancake thrown into a frying pan, with bubbles sizzling all over its body.

Then it expanded and evaporated, disappearing into thin air. After a long while, the gathered ghosts were burned clean by the fox fire.

The monsters on the altar finally had time to look around. On both sides were bottomless abysses, and in the middle was a wide road leading to the steps deep inside.

The steps slope upwards and lead into the dome. There are four small palaces on both sides, with words such as "Alchemy Room" and "Qi Refining Room" written in human handwriting.

The door was destroyed by external force, and it goes without saying that there is nothing inside.

"Damn it! This human ruins really has more than one entrance. This place has been ruined by other creatures."

The Seven-Leaf Ganoderma said with a tone of regret and hatred, waving its newly green leaves.

"Now that I'm here, I might as well pray that I can find some bargains."

Electric arcs suddenly appeared on Jiao Fanyun's body, and he rushed towards the stairs and headed straight for the hall on top of the stairs.

"Brother Fanyun, wait, be careful of danger!"

Tu Chen transformed into his true form, with two fox tails attached with divine fire, dragging long tail flames, and followed in a flash.

I don’t know if he really cares about me or if he is afraid that Jiao Fanyun will snatch away the benefits.

Xuejian and Yuanchong separated halfway and went to the alchemy room and the weapon refining room with their doors open.

Only Liu Muqing and Qiye Lingzhi were left on the altar. Qiye Lingzhi turned his head and stared at Liu Muqing, asking a soul-touching question.

"I noticed that you are always a step behind. Why is that?"

Liu Muqing secretly praised this girl for her sharp perception, but it was a pity that she was too simple-minded and not very cunning.

"Sister Qiye, look at all the ghosts around you. Aren't you curious about where they came from?"

"how did it get here?"

The Seven-Leaf Ganoderma took a glance, then quickly withdrew its gaze, and continued to stare at Liu Muqing with its big Ganoderma head.

"My sister guessed that it was a creature from the outside world who died here, and their resentment was difficult to dissipate, so it accumulated."

Liu Muqing took out a formation plate from the storage bag, on which there were three silver-white formation flags, and injected a wisp of green demonic energy into her fingertips.

The formation flag flew out of the formation disk by itself and hovered above the teleportation formation. Then Liu Muqing took out a few demon crystals and refined them into the formation flag.

The flag was embedded in the periphery of the teleportation array, forming a layer of silver-white light shield. Then, the light flashed, and the teleportation array disappeared from its original location.

Qiye Lingzhi witnessed all this but did not say anything to stop it. She knew that Liu Muqing was setting up a magic circle.

Protect the teleportation array to prevent anything from destroying it while they are away.

"She stayed behind to help us out. Did I blame her wrongly?"

A faint sense of regret arose in Qiye Lingzhi's heart. At this moment, a violent fluctuation of demonic power suddenly came from the direction of the hall. They were fighting.

"Let's go, let's catch up."

The Seven-Leaf Ganoderma urged, and the spiritual leaves on its body grew rapidly, forming an umbrella over its head, then spun around and flew towards the hall.

Liu Muqing infused her eyes with spiritual power and scanned the surroundings again to confirm that there was nothing unusual. Then she stepped on the flying sword and rushed up the stairs.

Her spiritual consciousness could not leave her body, so she did not fly too high, but flew close to the ground, fearing the unknown dangers at high altitudes.

When she and Qiye Lingzhi arrived at the hall, Jiao Fanyun, Tu Chen, Yuan Chong and Xue Jian were fighting with a monster.

It turned out that it was not an internal fight. The monster was four big and four small, standing on eight legs, holding a silver fork in its hand, and had four sides on its head. It was extremely weird.

There was also a huge round hole in the chest, with a dark, indescribable mass inside, beating like a heart.

The four larger legs of the monster could actually consume flames. Tu Chen was close to it, and the protective Heavenly Fox Divine Fire was snatched away by the monster.

Seeing this, Qiye Lingzhi shouted anxiously:

"Brother Tu Chen, I'm here to help you!"

A stream of emerald green sticky liquid spurted out of Ganoderma's head, and upon closer inspection it seemed to be made up of countless insects.

After absorbing Tu Chen's divine fire, one of the four sides of the eight-legged monster's head turned pale white, and it spewed a stream of Sky Fox divine fire towards Jiao Fanyun.

Then the head rotated, revealing the indigo side, and opened its mechanical mouth, spewing out strong winds, whoosh whoosh~

Yuan Chong was blown so hard that he staggered, and the blood sickle could hardly keep its shape in the air. The emerald green liquid of the seven-leaf Ganoderma lucidum was also blown back, falling on Tu Chen whose divine fire had disappeared.

"What is this, ahhhhh..."

Tu Chen screamed miserably and quickly retreated away from the monster. The entire surface of the Seven-Leaf Ganoderma Lucidum turned red, and it stomped its feet and flew towards Tu Chen.

"Brother Tu Chen, don't move. The more you move, the more painful it will be."

Tiny rhizomes grew out of the body of the seven-leaf Ganoderma lucidum and crawled into Tu Chen's internal organs. The color of the rhizomes turned darker.

Liu Muqing saw countless terrifying insects crawling back into the body of the Seven-Leaf Ganoderma.

Amitabha, fortunately I didn’t have a strong idea to make Ganoderma lucidum soup before.

The eight rebellious sons ate her leaves and were safe and sound. It has to be said that their digestive abilities are really strong.

"Ugh~"

After the soul-eating insect was removed, Tu Chen began to retch and his face turned pale, as if his body had been greatly depleted.

“Mother Long, although… you and I agreed that you would only break the formation and take the Ten Thousand Year Old Yin Willow and not participate in the battle, I know that you are fierce.

Tu believes that he is fairly honest with his friends, and has never played tricks on them. This spirit puppet has thick skin and flesh, so please help them, Lady Dragon. "

Tu Chen was accidentally injured by friendly forces, and the three monsters on the field gradually fell into a disadvantage.

The yellow face among the four spirit puppets opened its mouth and spit out a bright yellow net, trapping the blood sickle that was good at flying.

Yuan Chong was fighting with the eight alien feet, while Jiao Fanyun was suppressed by the other two faces of the spirit puppet and could not get close.

"Young City Lord Tu recognizes this monster. Can you tell me more about it?"

Liu Muqing took out the beast-taming bag from the storage bag, slowly opened it, and poured out eight little duck dragons.

Things with rough skin and thick flesh should naturally be chewed with people with good teeth.

“This thing is called a spirit puppet. It is a legendary creature from the spirit world. It has no soul and is controlled by the black spirit core in its body.

Destroying the spirit core can stop the spirit puppet's activities, but the spirit core can devour spells and feed back to the spirit puppet.

So we have to find a way to restrict the activity of the spirit puppet, pierce its spirit core with a sharp weapon, let it fall into death for a short time, and then remove the spirit core. "

Spirit world, another unfamiliar word. Could it be that, like the Qiankun world, it is a hidden world that she doesn’t know about?

"My son, set up the Drumming Magic Sound Formation!"

Liu Muqing released eight little duck dragons and ordered them to take up positions with the spirit puppet as the core.

“Got it, got it, got it… got it, got it, got it, got it, got it!”

There were eight responses, all in unison, and the formation was also half a beat slow. Fortunately, Jiao Fanyun and Yuan Chong were able to temporarily hold back the enemy, so this margin of error was not a big deal.