The ghost head swayed left and right, instantly closing the distance by several dozen feet. Countless crimson hairs flew around, like tentacles attacking the gray-haired old man's position.
"Hmph!"
A cold snort came from the side. The gray-haired old man merely glanced at the giant ghost head and, with a thought, commanded the fire snake to attack it again.
At the same time, the ancestors of the other families beside him also took action.
The brocade-robed man waved his hand, and a yellow axe flew out. Enveloped in a layer of yellow light, it transformed into a giant iron axe two zhang tall, fiercely cleaving out a sharp, cold light. For a moment, space seemed to be cleaved apart, and a yellow light blade five or six zhang in size tore through the wind.
The middle-aged scholar flicked his fingers, and three blue jade tablets appeared before his chest, emitting powerful water spiritual energy. The spiritual energy then gathered and transformed into a black cloud about ten zhang in size. With a rumble of thunder, a thick lightning arc shot out, joining the attack.
The Tang-named beautiful woman, facing the ghost head, had a slightly cold expression. A treasure pearl was offered up, and a stream of essence was sprayed onto it. Immediately, purple light flowed on the pearl, transforming into purple light daggers that flew out.
The giant ghost head, facing these attacks, did not retreat at all. Its blood-red mouth spewed out eerie green ghost fire, blocking the attacking fire snake.
The ghost head's main body trembled even more violently, its crimson hair whipping around like long whips, causing the space in front to crackle. It directly met the other attacks, erupting in a series of loud noises.
At the same time, two tall demon ghosts rushed out of the ghost mist.
A strange bird, its body blood-red and emitting black gas, swooped down from above. This monster was only about ten zhang in size, but as soon as it appeared, it let out a sharp cry.
Hearing the sound, the expressions of the crowd turned pale, and their blood and energy surged. Many Foundation Establishment cultivators found it difficult to circulate their spiritual energy smoothly.
The scene became chaotic for a time. Stunned by the sound, more than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators were instantly killed by other ghost heads.
On the other side, those foreign Golden Core experts also faced a humanoid creature.
This was a headless human body, clad in black armor. Judging by its equipment, it seemed to be a general, holding a golden spear in its hand. This monster was also riding a skeletal warhorse, its body shriveled and its eyes glowing with green light.
As soon as this monster appeared, one could smell a strong corpse aura. This was a corpse ghost, a type of zombie monster.
The headless ghost general waved the spear in its hand, and large swathes of ghost mist transformed into gray-green figures.
These figures each held weapons such as swords, spears, and halberds, and came in orderly ranks, like soldiers on a battlefield. One could almost hear the sounds of battle.
For a time, a gust of yin wind formed, and its momentum was astonishing. This scene was very similar to the legendary procession of yin soldiers.
The five Golden Core cultivators, facing this headless ghost general, also took action. This headless ghost was also the most powerful of the three ghosts, its corpse aura being no weaker than a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.
The cultivators fought in a团, with constant roaring explosions, interspersed with screams. Zhang Ling, watching this scene, had a bad feeling in his heart.
The three suddenly appearing demon ghosts were powerful, but their side had nine Golden Core experts.
What was strange now was that these nine people were divided into two groups. The four from the four great families were dealing with the blue-faced ghost. The other five Golden Core experts were only besieging the headless ghost.
With their strength, at most three or four people could contain the two demon ghosts. But no one cared about the red monster bird, which was very fast. This monster bird was also a proper high-level demon ghost that Foundation Establishment cultivators could not deal with.
Even if these Golden Core experts didn't care about the lives of these people, they would never allow a high-level demon ghost to slaughter so many Foundation Establishment cultivators so easily.
In a short time, the monster bird killed more than twenty Foundation Establishment cultivators. The bad feeling in Zhang Ling's heart grew stronger and stronger, and there was definitely a big problem here.
The flying sword in his hand flickered slightly, instantly beheading two ghost heads that were besieging him. At the same time, his hands quickly formed a hand seal, and a layer of yellow light lit up on his body.
Now he had also arrived in the valley. Although it was not the best time, the situation in the team was so strange that Zhang Ling didn't want to stay here any longer. He planned to use his escape technique to leave this place first, and with his strength, he could search for spiritual objects alone.
Just as Zhang Ling's feet were sinking into the ground, he suddenly sensed the red wooden token on his waist tremble slightly.
If he hadn't been constantly releasing a wisp of divine sense to pay attention to this token, he would have almost missed the slight tremor. Zhang Ling quickly tore off the token, and his expression changed slightly after sweeping it with his divine sense.
The black pill that was originally hidden inside suddenly turned into a cloud of black gas and dissipated. Knowing that something was wrong, Zhang Ling instantly summoned a wisp of yellow flame, and the wooden token was turned to ashes.
The wooden token was issued by the four great families and was required to enter and exit this place, so all the Foundation Establishment cultivators had put it on their bodies.
Slightly sweeping his divine sense over the other cultivators next to him, he immediately discovered that a wisp of black smoke was also floating out of the wooden tokens on their bodies, and they were all stained on these people, but these Foundation Establishment cultivators did not notice this strange situation.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling no longer hesitated. He lightly tapped the ground with one foot, and his figure instantly disappeared into the ground, using the earth escape technique to move deep underground.
In the blink of an eye, he was a dozen zhang underground. Zhang Ling suddenly had a thought, and the situation above reappeared in his mind.
This was the situation transmitted by a wisp of divine sense he had left on the ground. At this moment, after careful observation, he indeed discovered some abnormalities.
The bodies of the killed cultivators were being devoured by wisps of thin black gas. And these black gases were flowing quickly, gathering in one direction, all gathering in the air more than twenty zhang above everyone's heads, where a black bead the size of a fist had appeared at some point.
Countless团s of black gas continued to pour into it from below, and the entire bead turned blood-red instead. Observing this bead, he instantly felt a concentrated blood evil aura gathering on it.
But before he could think about what the blood-red bead was, the bead suddenly stopped rotating and froze in mid-air, releasing a layer of black light that shone towards the ground.
This was the last situation that Zhang Ling's divine sense observed. As the light fell, the remaining wisp of divine sense also disappeared.
The Foundation Establishment cultivators on the ground, who were still constantly fighting with the ghosts, also noticed the black light shining down from above, which surprised them and wondered what had happened.
Suddenly, there was another loud rumbling, but it was the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations that erupted between the Golden Core experts in front.
"What are you doing? Do you want to trap us in here too?" It was Yin Feng Old Ghost, one of the five foreign Golden Core experts, who shouted anxiously.
