Let's talk about Zhang Ling and the others.
Under the siege of the crowd, the two ghost faces that devoured the eight-character Hu(八字胡: figure-eight mustache) middle-aged man's Nascent Soul spiritual body can be said to be immune to all spiritual power attacks. Using attacks on the ghost faces can only slightly force the ghost faces back.
However, after trying several methods, they finally found a solution.
At this moment, Hundred Flowers Old Devil sacrificed a gray orb, his eyes flashed, and a green Nascent Soul flew out from the top of his head. This old devil actually let his Nascent Soul out of his body.
So far, Hundred Flowers Old Devil's Nascent Soul opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of black gas, covering the gray orb.
Suddenly, dense gray spiritual patterns appeared on the gray orb.
These spiritual patterns turned into strands of silk threads and wrapped around, using a gray net to instantly trap the two ghost faces besieged by everyone in the center.
The two ghost faces seemed to sense something and let out screams.
"Everyone, release your divine sense power, what are you waiting for?" Hundred Flowers Old Devil shouted. Then, his Nascent Soul flashed with green light and flew out a green shadow, merging into the gray net.
Suddenly, the originally restored silk net turned gray-green.
At the same time, High Priest Luo Ming, Zhang Ling, and the others also released their Nascent Souls. A ray of light and shadow flew out from their Nascent Soul spiritual bodies and merged into the silk net.
The silk net turned dark green and quickly compressed, trapping the two ghost faces inside.
Hundred Flowers Old Devil shouted sharply, "Explode!" The spirit light silk net, which had turned dark green, began to burn with strands of dark green flames.
The two ghost faces were trapped inside, constantly tearing and screaming, unable to break free with their formless bodies.
This is not to say that this silk net is so powerful, but that everyone found the flaw of these two ghost faces. Other attacks are basically ineffective, but divine sense attacks are very effective.
Just now, when a ghost face rushed to Zhang Ling, Zhang Ling unintentionally used a Soul Shattering Sound once, and instantly knocked the ghost face back.
Although it still didn't cause any substantial damage, Zhang Ling saw some clues, so he speculated that the ghost face might be afraid of attacks like divine souls.
He told everyone about this discovery.
Fortunately, Hundred Flowers Old Devil had such a rare special magic weapon, the Soul Concentrating Orb. It can fuse everyone's divine sense power and launch a powerful divine sense attack.
Sure enough, it trapped the two ghost faces at once.
After a while, the ghost faces disappeared and reassembled into two spirit peaches, but they were no longer the color of black ink, but peaches that were half black and half white.
A twisted, painful human face grew on them, which still looked like the face of the middle-aged man with the figure-eight mustache.
"This ghostly thing is finally resolved," Old Ancestor Tianfeng breathed a sigh of relief.
Old Huo glanced at the two peaches that had been transformed again, shook his head, and sighed. "I didn't expect ghost peaches to really turn into demon ghosts to attack cultivators. This kind of evil thing doesn't seem like a spiritual fruit that can increase lifespan."
Hundred Flowers Old Devil cast a ray of spiritual light, wanting to put away the two peaches. But as soon as the spiritual power touched them, the two peaches turned into ashes and scattered into a cloud of dust.
This stunned Hundred Flowers Old Devil for a moment, but he still grabbed two things from the dust.
Everyone's eyes swept over and saw that they were two peach pits.
"Hehe, what a waste of effort. What's the use of two peach pits?" Hundred Flowers Old Devil's face darkened. He played with the two peach pits and threw them away.
With two muffled sounds of "bang bang," the two peach pits directly nailed to a section of the tree trunk in the distance. It seemed very disgusted.
High Priest Luo Ming and the others just glanced at them, their expressions not looking good.
"Let's go. We were all tricked by that Sect Master Yan. This kind of black peach is indeed not a spiritual fruit that can increase lifespan.
I wonder where the terrifying Three-Headed Underworld Serpent and the red-clothed female cultivator are. Also, the suddenly appearing blue bird is also unusual, daring to snatch treasures from them.
I think they are not cultivators from our realm. Judging from their previous strength, they seem to have reached the Transformation God Realm. We can't deal with them." High Priest Luo Ming glanced at everyone, his face gloomy. He directly turned into a ray of light and left the canopy, flying down.
Hearing this, everyone showed worried expressions and left without delay, flying to the ground.
Zhang Ling was the same, with some worry on his face, and was quite worried about Blue Finch's situation. Blue Finch has no physical body, only a Nascent Soul left.
Even if this guy was once a cultivator in the spirit world, the red-clothed woman and the three-headed Underworld Serpent are obviously powerful cultivators.
Blue Finch's snatching of that copper plate was too risky.
In the blink of an eye, the canopy of this huge Ghostwood Spirit Peach tree returned to calm. Only wisps of strong wind were blowing, and there was a rustling sound of leaves.
Suddenly, a flash of black and white light flashed, and the Void Insect appeared next to the tree trunk where the two peach pits were nailed, and put away the two peach pits.
Naturally, it was Zhang Ling's action to control the Void Insect and put away the two peach pits. He still doesn't know what the ghost peach is for.
But he has a heaven-defying mysterious bead in his hand, maybe he can cultivate a new ghost peach tree, or maybe he can research some uses.
Putting away the two peach pits may be useful, or it may not be useful. This is not something he can judge now. Such a special spirit wood must have some use.
Although everyone was in the ten thousand zhang(丈: a unit of length, approx. meters) high sky, it didn't take long for them to pass through the huge ghost peach tree canopy and reach the bottom of the canopy. Although the canopy blocked the moonlight.
But their powerful divine sense still noticed the main trunk of this huge peach tree.
The diameter of this peach tree's trunk alone is at least three or four hundred li(里: a unit of length, approx. kilometers) wide. The entire tree trunk is like a giant snake twisted and coiled together.
"Hiss, such a big peach tree can be called a divine tree," Dongfang Ya, with a pair of flashing eyes, kept looking at the ghost peach tree and exclaimed.
"Hehe, so what if it is a divine tree? If the black peaches condensed on it are useless to us, what's the use of being so huge?" The ugly-faced youth's eyes flashed with blood and he sneered.
At this time, Zhang Ling noticed that High Priest Luo Ming, who was flying at the bottom, suddenly stopped his escape light and landed on a certain section of the tree trunk, as if he had discovered something.
"What did High Priest Luo Ming discover?" Hundred Flowers Old Devil also instantly landed there and asked.
High Priest Luo Ming was staring at a yellow thing on the tree trunk.
Zhang Ling and the others rushed over and found that the yellow thing was an amber.
"This thing looks like a burl on this peach tree. It contains spiritual power fluctuations and doesn't seem to be an ordinary thing."
High Priest Luo Ming waved his hand and released two Holy Demon Insects. The two demon insects immediately pounced on the yellow burl.
The demon insects' sharp teeth and mouths pierced the burl at once, and a mass of yellowish-white liquid flowed out of the yellow burl, emitting a strange fragrance.
It was like egg liquid flowing out of a broken egg.
The Holy Demon Insects chirped a few times, became a little excited, and directly pounced on it, devouring the yellow liquid in a few breaths and becoming even more excited.
High Priest Luo Ming summoned the two demon insects in front of him and carefully sensed them. His eyes revealed joy. "Although I don't know what this thing is, the Holy Demon Insects are very interested. I am interested in collecting some."
Saying that, High Priest Luo Ming flashed and flew to the left around the huge tree trunk.
Zhang Ling scanned there with his divine sense and noticed that there was another faint yellow light on the tree trunk, obviously discovering another yellow resin.
"This young master is also a little interested," Hundred Flowers Old Devil chuckled and flew in another direction, as if he had also made a discovery.
The ugly-faced youth and Old Huo also left without hesitation, obviously going to collect this yellow resin.
"Junior brother, it seems to be a good spirit liquid, let's also collect some," Old Ancestor Tianfeng couldn't help but say and flew out.
Zhang Ling also planned to collect some, and as soon as he moved, he saw Dongfang Ya flying in front of him and smiling, "Thank you for saving me before."
"It was just a small effort. Even if I hadn't taken action, the fairy would have been able to escape."
"Even if I didn't die at that time, I would have been seriously injured after all. It's so dangerous here, I don't know if we can really walk out safely."
"Our cultivators are walking on a road of no return, always accompanied by danger. Only firmness can go further." Zhang Ling looked around, searching for yellow resin, and said casually.
Dongfang Ya listened carefully, hummed, and changed her tone, teasing, "Thank you, little brother Zhang, for your guidance. Hearing a few words from you, I am enlightened, but the little girl is a little shaken. You are indeed a person with a firm Dao heart(道心: Dao heart, the unwavering resolve to pursue the path of cultivation)."
Hearing the word "little brother," a trace of embarrassment flashed across Zhang Ling's face, and he quickly waved his hand. "You're joking, I don't dare to give guidance, just some insights. In such a dangerous place, being able to say a few words to the fairy can also relieve the feeling of fatigue."
"Hee hee." Hearing this, Dongfang Ya covered her mouth and smiled, and stuck to Zhang Ling, "We can be considered to have had a life-and-death relationship, calling each other fairy, don't you think it's awkward? If you don't mind, just call me Ya'er. Okay, I won't bother you."
The woman laughed again, and with a flash of blue light, flew to the other side.
Speaking of which, the few encounters with this woman seem to be quite surprising. It can indeed be regarded as a life-threatening affection.
Zhang Ling glanced at the woman's back, smiled strangely, and with a flash of his figure, arrived on the tree trunk next to him, where there was a resin ball as large as half a zhang, like two or three yellow balls squeezed together.
He reached out and tapped, making a small opening in it, and a few drops of yellowish-white liquid flowed out.
Two drops of the liquid flew directly into his mouth, and Zhang Ling carefully sensed it. This liquid has a bit of bitterness when swallowed, but immediately a refreshing feeling rushes into his brain, giving him a sense of refreshment.
"Haha, it actually has the effect of clearing the mind and calming the spirit. Not bad." He showed a hint of joy, and immediately took out a jade bottle, directly sucking all the liquid from the yellow resin into it.
Then, he kept looking for other resins, planning to collect more.
Spirit liquids with this effect are rare in the world of cultivation. Pills with similar effects are valuable.
The Ice Heart Pill he had previously refined with ice mulberry fruits has a slight effect of clearing the mind. An Ice Heart Pill, if placed on the market, can be exchanged for at least six or seven thousand spirit stones.
This spirit liquid may also be refined into similar pills, that is, direct consumption, can also greatly reduce distractions during normal training.
It can definitely be regarded as a top spirit liquid.
In this way, Zhang Ling and others surrounded the huge ghost peach tree trunk and collected resin.
The number of this yellow resin is not small. Everyone has gained a lot.
Time passed little by little. After a quarter of an hour, although everyone was collecting resin, they were also consciously flying down.
Constantly descending, Zhang Ling has sensed the top of the nine zhang(丈: a unit of length, approx. meters) high mountain below. This made him breathe a sigh of relief,
Still in the range of this mountain, it will be much easier to leave. After all, there is no obstruction from the Ghost King Sect cultivators now. As long as you get out of this giant mountain, it is safe.
Although he is still very afraid of the three-headed Underworld Serpent and the red-clothed female cultivator.
But as long as they are outside, even if these two guys are powerful, with their strength, as long as they don't run into each other head-on, it is not difficult to fly out of this area.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Ling had collected more than four or five catties of resinous liquid. Others were still collecting around the trunk.
Just as Zhang Ling was happily seeing another resin emitting a faint yellow light, he suddenly sensed something, frowned, and quickly looked down.
As his divine sense spread downward, he sensed that in the mountain top area only thirty or forty miles away from his current position, a strong spiritual power fluctuation erupted at one location.
Yin Sha(阴煞: Yin Sha, a type of dark energy) ghost mist is scattered everywhere here, which has a great impact on divine sense, and can only vaguely sense the general situation.
But the spiritual power fluctuations below are very strong, definitely not an illusion.
"Could it be that something changed again?"
Zhang Ling quickly put away the yellow resin on the tree trunk in front of him, stopped collecting, and immediately flew down the mountain.
Whether or not another monster appeared, he didn't plan to delay any longer, and left here first.
After a while, he landed on the top of the mountain and saw the area of space cracks at the top of the mountain.
Arriving here, Zhang Ling more keenly sensed the location from which the spiritual power fluctuations had just come from, which was the group of ruined palaces.
At the same time, he also sensed that High Priest Luo Ming, Dongfang Ya and others were also within a range of ten miles. Their divine sense power was also constantly checking the group of palaces.
Obviously they also discovered the situation there.
However, none of them approached there, and Zhang Ling heard the voice transmission of Hundred Flowers Old Devil in his ear, "Fellow Daoists, goodbye. I don't plan to stay here any longer."
In Zhang Ling's divine sense perception, this old devil was wrapped in a layer of pink mist, carefully crossed a small area of space cracks, and quickly flew down the mountain.
At the same time, he sensed that Dongfang Ya glanced at him, smiled and nodded, and also transmitted a voice, quickly joining High Priest Luo Ming and the ugly-faced youth, and also went down the mountain.
Zhang Ling naturally didn't mean to stay any longer. He also joined Old Ancestor Tianfeng and Old Huo. The three of them also chose a direction to fly down the mountain.
