Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

"You bold demon, show yourself if you dare. I will fight you for three hundred rounds."

Ge Hongyuan was afraid in her heart, but she was not defeated in momentum. She put one hand on her waist, pointed at the sky and cursed.

The other disciples also drew their swords and looked up at the sky with horror.

Ancient people lacked knowledge and had always believed in gods and ghosts. Soon someone broke down and cried.

"On the way here, I heard that the Zhou people massacred the Feiyao Kingdom thousands of years ago. It must be that their king turned into a fierce ghost to seek revenge. No matter how powerful we are, we can't defeat a ghost!"

"Yes, that's a ghost that has lived for a thousand years. Even if we were tied together, we would still be no match for him!"

The mental strength of several people was relaxed, and they were taken advantage of by the formation. They lost control again, drew their swords and looked at the people around them like crazy.

He Yuan's Qi flowed through his Dantian, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Don't look up at the sky, everything is an illusion. There have never been gods or ghosts in this world. If the Lord of Feiyao really turned into a fierce ghost, why would he wait a thousand years to come for revenge!"

Mei Qingge then said: "Everyone gather together, keep your mind focused, and don't give the evil formation a chance to take advantage of the situation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of hazy purple light burst out from around Mei Qingge, protecting everyone within the purple air.

A warm feeling poured down their heads, and everyone felt their minds suddenly clear.

He Yuntong also said: "I believe that the two sect masters can break any formation they have. Don't mess up the formation and let the evil formation take advantage of the opportunity to enter."

Now that Pavilion Master Xiao is dead, He Yuntong's words undoubtedly carry the most weight. Compared to the lofty Piaomiao Silver City and Zifu Golden Pavilion, everyone trusts the Zhanjian Sect more, with which they once fought bloody battles.

Many people put down their weapons, sat cross-legged on the ground, cleared their minds of distracting thoughts, and stopped thinking about it.

The giant in the clouds did not jump down to kill people, and the fear in everyone's hearts was immediately reduced a little.

However, the piercing devilish sound did not disappear. It was like silver needles, penetrating into everyone's ears.

Under the blessing of the formation, the harsh sound seemed to have taken on substance, constantly wandering around the outside of everyone's skin, like a hurricane, forming deep, uneven marks on everyone's skin.

"Ah! I can't do this, I want to kill this bastard!"

A disciple with little cultivation stood up from the ground, yelled madly, and blood oozed out of his seven orifices.

He Yuntong used his energy and pressed two fingers on his disciple's acupoints.

"Concentrate your energy on your ears and close your five senses!"

The cultivation of most disciples is not as profound as that of these old predecessors, and they are unable to gather Qi under the disturbance of the devilish sound.

He Yuntong had no choice but to stop them, and he himself was also disturbed. He Yuan saw that He Yuntong's eyes were not right, and immediately shot a wisp of clean air into his forehead. He Yuntong's expression immediately returned to normal, but he was no longer as calm as before.

"This is not a solution. If we can't break this formation, we will be invaded sooner or later, and the consequences will be disastrous."

He Yuan nodded.

They are highly skilled in martial arts, and once their minds are bewitched, these disciples will be unable to resist. The only thing is how to break the formation. The formations he learned were all based on the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. The current formation was not based on the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth, so he had no idea at all.

On the other side, Yin Qingxuan was sitting cross-legged, integrating everything he had learned in his mind.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dark and everything was silent.

Yin Qingxuan stood up from the ground and suddenly felt a pair of eyes looking at her, so she turned her head back.

I saw a person standing ten steps away. She was tall and had flying skirts. Although I couldn't see her face clearly, Yin Qingxuan still recognized her. She was Luo Shuiqing!