The Holy Demon Bug spewed blue demonic fire, while the Phoenix Luan Swords transformed into two dazzling beams of sword light.
The Crimson Roar Drum also thundered, unleashing waves of crimson sound.
Combined with the attacks of others, the entire space was filled with various spiritual lights, intertwined and entangled, accompanied by continuous booming sounds.
Sect Master Yan was trapped in the center by the crowd, forced to withstand numerous attacks.
He had already suffered significant injuries from being struck by the Three-Headed Underworld Serpent.
His spiritual artifact-level Ghost King Banner had also lost much of its spiritual power and effectiveness.
Even though Sect Master Yan was a Grand Cultivator, he was now surrounded by over a dozen Core Formation cultivators, most of whom were in the mid-stage of Core Formation, including formidable enemies like High Priest Luo Ming, the Ancient Demon, and Old Demon Hundred Flowers, all of whom were in the late stage of Core Formation.
He had no chance of escape.
Zhang Ling also joined the attack, hurling out a seventh-grade flying sword and a large cluster of Heavenly Star Sand, which condensed into seven or eight Earthly Fiend Earth Spirits, spewing out petrifying spiritual light.
With such a lineup, even if Elder Ghost Chariot, who had been killed earlier, were still alive, or even if another Grand Cultivator were added, the outcome would not change.
In just a few breaths, Sect Master Yan could no longer withstand the attacks.
His protective White Bone Shield was shattered into pieces by the Phoenix Luan Swords, and several other protective magical treasures also dimmed.
If he hadn't been wielding the Ghost King Banner to release waves of ghostly mist to protect himself, he would have already died under the numerous attacks.
However, the ghostly mist created by the spiritual artifact was constantly dispersed by the sound waves released by the Crimson Roar Drum.
"You are pushing me too far! If you want to kill me, then you will all be buried with me!" Sect Master Yan, seemingly knowing that he could not escape death, roared as his defenses were completely breached.
He spat a large mouthful of black-red essence blood onto the Ghost King Banner, causing it to emit hundreds of vengeful souls once again, but instead of attacking the others, they lunged at him.
In an instant, Sect Master Yan's flesh and blood were devoured by the vengeful souls, leaving behind nothing, not even bones or a Core Formation.
The hundreds of vengeful souls immediately turned into green skull heads, each over ten feet tall, with blood-red eyes, emitting eerie laughter that chilled the heart.
The attacks of the others passed through these skull heads strangely, without causing much damage.
This bizarre scene stunned everyone, and their expressions changed drastically.
Because a sweep of their spiritual senses revealed that these skull heads were swelling up, wrapped in wisps of black gas, all of which were berserk Yin energy.
"Not good!"
A cultivator shouted, and the eerie laughter of the skull heads instantly turned into wails.
With a series of wailing sounds, these green skull heads exploded one after another, forming dense black light thorns that flew in all directions.
Zhang Ling also sensed the danger.
As the skull heads detonated, lightning flashed around him, and he quickly used Thunderous Escape, instantly retreating fifty or sixty feet, dodging twenty or thirty incoming light thorns.
He breathed a sigh of relief and glanced around, just in time to see his fellow Daoist Shi from the True Yang Sect, who had been attacking not far from him, being hit by several light thorns before he could react.
Daoist Shi cultivated body refinement techniques, his body flashing with golden light, with several layers of golden light curtains in front of him.
Although he blocked more than a dozen light thorns,
the hundreds of strange green skull heads did not explode all at once, but in waves.
Instantly, the second wave of black light thorns shattered his defenses.
Caught off guard, Daoist Shi was immediately struck by several light thorns, five or six piercing his arms, two piercing his legs, and one piercing his shoulder.
Such injuries were not fatal to a Core Formation cultivator, but strangely, Daoist Shi screamed and his entire body turned charcoal-like, becoming gray-black.
Then, he shattered into a pile of rubble, and even his Core Formation did not escape.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling was shocked and quickly used Thunderous Escape again, dodging seven or eight black light thorns coming from the right.
He then heard several screams, indicating that others had been hit.
"Hmph, Daoist Yan, do you think you can escape by doing this?" At this moment, High Priest Luo Ming snorted.
While dodging the light thorns, he seemed to have noticed something and launched two purple lights, which transformed into two purple-black demonic hands, grabbing towards the Ghost King Banner.
At this moment, the Ghost King Banner had turned into a blurry green ghost image, still rushing towards the pool.
Upon closer inspection, the ghost image was indeed Sect Master Yan.
The two demonic hands were still a beat too slow, and just as the ghost image was about to rush into the pool, the Crimson Roar Drum boomed, and the ghost image was immediately affected, and could not help but stop in mid-air.
The two demonic hands arrived later but caught the ghost image in their hands.
Immediately afterward, seven or eight Holy Demon Bugs spewed out clusters of dark blue flames, covering the ghost image.
After a scream, the ghost image disappeared without a trace, leaving behind an even more tattered Ghost King Banner.
High Priest Luo Ming flashed over there, and he seemed to be still worried, and created a purple mist to cover the Ghost King Banner.
After a burst of crackling sounds, he could no longer feel Sect Master Yan's aura, and he breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed the Ghost King Banner.
At this moment, the hundreds of skull heads had all exploded.
Zhang Ling took a look and his eyelids twitched.
There were more than a dozen people just now, but now there were only ten left.
Four cultivators, including Daoist Shi, had unfortunately died.
The alien demon cultivators, including the Ancient Demon, were left with four people: High Priest Luo Ming, the Ancient Demon, the ugly-faced youth, and Dongfang Ya.
On their side, there were Old Demon Hundred Flowers, Old Man Fire, Elder Tian, a mid-Core Formation cultivator with a figure-eight mustache, plus Senior Brother Tianfeng and himself.
Sect Master Yan's dying counterattack had caused them heavy losses.
Seeing Senior Brother Tianfeng's pale face, Zhang Ling flashed to Tianfeng Old Ancestor's side. "Senior Brother, how are you?"
Senior Brother Tianfeng forced a smile. "My natal magic weapon is destroyed, but I am lucky to have escaped with my life."
Zhang Ling looked down and saw fragments of several magic weapons scattered on the ground in front of his senior brother.
Among them was half of a feather fan, which was his senior brother's natal magic weapon.
Senior Brother Tianfeng waved his hand and sucked the half of the feather fan into his mouth, and swallowed a few pills, and his face improved a little.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, can the Void Bug in your hand open a space crack in this space?" Suddenly, High Priest Luo Ming's voice came over.
The others also looked over when they heard this voice.
Zhang Ling shook his head. "I have tried it just now. This space is very stable. My spiritual bug can only create a little space fluctuation, but it cannot break the space barrier here to create a space crack."
High Priest Luo Ming's face sank.
But then Zhang Ling said again, "There is a space crack in the pool, but I don't know where it leads to."
"There is a passage in the water, no wonder." Hearing this, Elder Tian showed joy.
"Then should we enter it to find a way out?"
"It's not appropriate. The giant snake and the woman in red have both entered it. If we run into them again, it will be even more dangerous."
These words made the faces of several people even more gloomy.
They had all seen the strength of the Three-Headed Underworld Serpent and the woman in red.
Everyone was hesitant and looked at each other.
Zhang Ling also frowned, this was indeed a problem to consider.
And he was worried about Lan Que's situation at this time.
The Xuan Tortoise was also with Lan Que, but now he could not sense Lan Que's situation.
Passing through the space crack meant arriving at another space.
Even if he and the second soul had a telepathic connection, he could not sense the situation there.
Of course, if the second soul was destroyed, he would be able to sense it immediately.
……
In a gray space, an amazing battle was taking place.
The sound of breaking through the air was loud, and a stream of Yellow Spring Underworld Water, gathered into a stream of water, exploded in the air, turning into water arrows that shot across the sky.
Immediately afterward, there was a red glow, and black wind blades swept across the entire sky.
The three different attacks were extremely powerful, instantly tearing apart the gray fog in the sky.
In these attacks, there was a blue firebird, more than ten feet in size, flexibly dodging the attacks, like a blue fire meteor, cutting through the sky.
With a series of loud rumbling sounds, the mist behind rolled, and the Three-Headed Underworld Serpent, a thousand feet in size, chased after it.
The three attacks were the magical powers released by the three heads of the serpent.
A red light stood on the central head of the Underworld Serpent, which was the woman in red.
"This demon spirit is wrapped in a wisp of Blue Nether Departing Fire, at least it is a creature from the middle realm, is it related to the True Spirit Vermilion Bird? The Numinous Departing Fire has a strong restraint on us."
"A trace of Numinous Departing Fire is just a demon bird with some Vermilion Bird bloodline.
Seeing that she doesn't even have a physical body, her situation is worse than ours.
The Star Moon Disc is the key for us to leave this realm, and it cannot be lost again." The woman in red stared at the blue firebird flying in front, her face gloomy.
Suddenly, her face turned pale a little.
Her own breath became unstable again.
"Red Lotus." The Three-Headed Underworld Serpent immediately noticed it, and called out in a muffled voice.
Strands of black gas emerged from the huge body and wrapped the woman in red.
"It's okay, the wisp of soul that affects my true soul has suddenly become unstable.
It seems that the Soul Restricting Plate in the hands of the human cultivator has a problem.
I can no longer sense the imprisonment in the split soul, but this is also good, I can immediately suppress the influence of the split soul and completely control this body." The woman in red snorted, and the black and red lights on her body flickered a few times, suppressing her unstable breath.
The blue firebird that fled in front was naturally Lan Que.
At this time, her breath was also unstable, but much stronger than the Core Formation cultivator, not weaker than the woman in red, and seemed to have reached the cultivation of the Transformation God stage.
Yes, the strength she is now erupting does have the degree of Transformation God, otherwise she would not dare to **** the Star Moon Disc.
Lan Que's current state is just a spiritual sense incarnation condensed with the spiritual sense, plus the Ten Thousand Year Spiritual Liquid.
Ordinary spiritual sense incarnations would not have this kind of strength.
This naturally also involves her own source power and secret techniques.
As for why she took the risk to **** the Star Moon Disc, because the Star Moon Disc is not an ordinary treasure, and a hundred spiritual treasures cannot compare to the value of this thing.
It is a treasure related to whether she can return to the Spirit Realm.
This treasure is said to be able to greatly offset the dangers in the space channel between the interfaces and create a relatively stable space channel.
Like the space storm and space pressure that may form when breaking through space.
These dangers are greatly reduced, so that cultivators can break through the void and travel through the realms.
Of course, this is a bit of an exaggeration.
Lan Que has never seen this kind of treasure in the Spirit Realm, but has only heard of this heavy treasure.
In the Spirit Realm, she has only heard of a few powerful races that have refined a few of them.
Legend has it that the Star Moon Disc is a space heavy treasure refined with the means of a true immortal.
After being refined, it can record the space nodes of each interface.
Relying on the space nodes above, you can travel through the realms.
Looking at the Star Moon Disc in her hand, it is engraved with many star and moon patterns, as if the stars of the sky are engraved on it.
The largest pattern on it is ten sun patterns and twelve moon patterns.
There are also the Big Dipper and other stars.
But most of them are dim and seem to be just ordinary embellishments.
Only seventeen or eighteen star and moon patterns emit light.
Although it was the first time she had seen this treasure, Lan Que immediately guessed that these seventeen or eighteen star and moon patterns were the space nodes that this treasure had already recorded.
Lan Que dodged the attacks behind her while sensing the fluctuations emitted by the space nodes on the Star Moon Disc.
The fluctuations emitted by these patterns were not simple spiritual energy fluctuations.
It is a very weak space fluctuation, mixed with a weak alien spiritual energy breath.
Among them, there is a green starlight, which is the most dazzling, emitting a strand of Profound Yin Ghost Qi, which is not the Yin Fiend Spiritual Qi that the human world should have.
Next to the green starlight are a few dimmer green lights.
They all emit strong and weak Yin Fiend Qi.
There is also a dark light spot that emits the fluctuation of True Demon Qi.
Other light spots, some emit extremely violent fire spiritual power, some have gentle five-element spiritual energy, and some have strong blood fiend energy, and even a special light spot is constantly flashing, emitting extremely chaotic, disordered heaven and earth spiritual energy, which is constantly changing.
These differences represent the differences in the spiritual energy of different interfaces.
But without exception, they are all the spiritual energy intensity of the middle interface.
This is not surprising, this kind of treasure, the space nodes recorded on it, naturally cannot be wasted to record the space node positions of the lower interface.
Suddenly, Lan Que's gaze fixed on a bright white light spot among them, and she sensed that the white light spot emitted, although it was just ordinary heaven and earth spiritual energy, gave her a familiar feeling.
It was a trace of the breath of her spirit world.
Although it was not strong, she was also happy in her heart.
This is exactly what she was looking for.
As long as she takes back her body and uses this treasure to activate this space node, if she is correct, she can open a space crack leading directly to the Spirit Realm and return to the Spirit Realm.
Lan Que accidentally fell into this realm.
Now that she has not recovered her body, even if she recovers her body, she will not be able to restore to her peak state in the human world.
If she wants to break through the interface power with her own strength and return to the Spirit Realm, she does not know when she will be able to do it.
Especially this human world, the vitality of heaven and earth has also been destroyed, and it may not be able to recover to the late stage of Transformation God cultivation, and cannot ascend normally.
She may be trapped in this world.
With the Star Moon Disc, it is different.
