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After cleaning up all the ghosts around the altar.

Tang Qingnian recited the magic formula silently, and a ray of golden light flickered behind her head. The wooden hairpin that originally bound her black hair flew to her right hand with a whoosh. The ink hair poured down like a waterfall. The yin energy here was too strong, causing a gust of wind. The cold wind blew her hair and stirred her clothes. The wooden hairpin was held in her hand, golden light shone brightly, and soon it turned into a wooden sword filled with spiritual power.

She flipped her right hand, and the powerful thunder and lightning power of the Thunder Strike Wooden Sword overflowed.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Red lightning wrapped around the lightning wooden sword.

The eyes of Han Yanlin and the other five people shone brightly.

That is……

The best magic weapon!

This case really opened their eyes!

Tang Qingnian didn't pay much attention to them. He left Heidou where he was, holding a wooden sword and walking towards the altar step by step.

Each level of the altar has eight stairs leading to the upper level.

Only by finding the living door on each floor can you get to the top.

Tang Qingnian walked up and calculated the direction.

The first level is the departure position, the second level is the kun position, the third level is the ridge position...

Layer by layer.

Every time you go up a level, the yin and ghost energy released by the altar becomes heavier.

Han Yanlin and others were waiting below. At first, their attention was attracted by the lightning-struck wooden sword in Tang Qingnian's hand. Later, they became more concerned about the condition of Tang Qingnian and the altar. They all looked at Tang Qingnian with bated breath, intently.

at last.

After about ten minutes.

Tang Qingnian walked to the eighth floor.

She was condescending, overlooking the entire altar.

It turns out to be a ghost cultivator!

No wonder it's so weird here.

After death, a person becomes a ghost. If he does not want to be reincarnated, he can choose to practice in his soul body. This is ghost cultivation.

Ghost cultivators, like heavenly masters who practice Taoism, have good and bad qualities.

Just now, under the altar, the altar was shrouded in black yin and ghost energy from bottom to top, making it difficult to see the overall situation. It wasn't until he reached the top floor that Tang Qingnian finally saw the entire altar clearly. Looking down from above, it is not difficult to see that the entire altar is built in a certain formation. According to Tang Qingnian's judgment, the formation here should be the Ten Thousand Methods Xuanyin Formation. Ghost cultivators who go astray can use this evil formation to let the soul-devouring ghosts sacrifice their souls. The more fierce ghosts devour each other, the stronger the ghost energy is, and the more beneficial it is for ghost cultivators.

Once the formation is formed, it needs to be in retreat for ninety-nine and eighty-one days.

Moreover, this formation requires eight strangers to serve as formation eyes and sacrifice their bodies and souls.

Shen Xingyue and her three female classmates, the driver of the Shen family, and the three heavenly masters sent in by Han Yanlin.

No more, no less, exactly eight strangers.

No wonder Han Yanlin brought people in later, but couldn't find the entrance to the barrier. The ghost cultivators here have begun to retreat. During the critical moment of retreat, they must not be disturbed by others.

Once the ghost cultivator behind the scenes succeeds, all the ghosts here will be sacrificed, and the eight strangers who are the eyes of the formation will have no bones left!

The Ten Thousand Methods Xuanyin Formation is extremely vicious!

According to the records of the Zhengyi sect, this formation was lost three hundred years ago!

Could it be that this ghost cultivator has been practicing for more than three hundred years?

After so many years of catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, Tang Qingnian has witnessed too many terrifying scenes. But even so, she was inevitably frightened at this moment!

After calculating again, she used her sword as a pen, injected spiritual power, and drew the formation-breaking talisman on the eight special eye positions on the altar.

The entire altar was suddenly enveloped in golden light.

The golden light continued to suppress the thick black ghost energy, death energy and yin energy.

Tang Qingnian then raised his sword and struck it from the sky.

The huge altar shook violently.

Shaky.

"Stay away, everyone!"

Tang Qingnian stood above the eighth floor and shouted.

Her voice at this time was mixed with spiritual power, which was deafening.

Han Yanlin bent down to scoop up the black beans at his feet with quick eyes and hands, and ran in the opposite direction with the other four people.

"boom!"

The altar collapsed.

Broken as sand.

The wind blows.

Rolling up sand and rocks all over the sky.

The ground cracked, creating huge winding gaps.

Tang Qingnian held the wooden sword and kept spinning and jumping to avoid the large pit torn in the ground.

A few minutes later.

Grave bags emerged one after another from the torn pit.

"Bang bang bang..."

Explosions came and went.

A series of corpses and eight dilapidated coffins were exploded from the grave.

There were more than thirty corpses, and each one maintained the same appearance as when they died. All of them were male corpses, and their deaths were tragic. They looked like they were workers on the construction site. They were all transformed into zombies by ghosts, so their bodies did not rot.

They flew towards Tang Qingnian with stiff limbs. They had only been zombies for a few years and their attack power was not strong. For a Heavenly Master of Tang Qingnian's level, it is not even simple. Tang Qingnian waved the wooden sword in his hand and solved them in three strokes, five divided by two.

On the ground was a pile of upright, foul-smelling corpses.

The ghost and yin energy inside the entire barrier continues to increase.

Tang Qingnian quickly opened eight shabby coffins.

Sure enough, the four missing girls, a driver, and three heavenly masters were in these eight coffins.

Except for Shen Xingyue, the other three girls and the driver were all injured, infected with corpse poison, and unconscious. The three heavenly masters were members of Xuanmen. Although they were also injured and infected with corpse poison, their condition was relatively better. They struggled to maintain a trace of clarity and did not faint.

Shen Xingyue held the amulet painted by Tang Qingnian tightly in her hand, and she found many horrific marks on the coffin lid. The moment the coffin lid opened, Tang Qingnian heard her sharp screams and cries. She held the amulet in her hands and cried until her voice became hoarse.

Tang Qingnian took her out, sat on the ground, held her in his arms, and comforted her warmly: "Xingyue, it's me, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay, Xingyue, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid... …”

The moment she was hugged by Tang Qingnian, Shen Xingyue thought she had been caught by a ghost, screaming and crying loudly. I didn't feel any pain on my body, and I slowly heard Tang Qingnian's voice clearly. She finally plucked up the courage to open her eyes and looked up at Tang Qingnian who was holding her. "Wow" I cried again, and while crying, I said: "Sister Qingnian, you are finally here, wuwuwu... I almost died, wuwuwu..."

Tang Qingnian comforted her: "It's okay, Xingyue, it's okay, sister will take you out soon."

"Sister Qingnian, wuwuwu..."

"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore. Don't cry anymore."

"My classmates and Uncle He...them, how are they?"

She cried so hard that she was obviously scared to death, and she didn't forget to ask for news about her companions and the family's driver.

"It's okay, they are all still alive, don't be afraid."

"Woooooooo..."

Shen Xingyue hugged Tang Qingnian tightly, collapsed in her arms and cried for another half minute, and finally regained her composure.

She was only fifteen years old, a half-grown child.

This experience left a huge psychological shadow on her.

You need to overcome this situation by yourself, or after you go out, find a spiritual master who studies psychology to enlighten you.

Tang Qingnian carried her out of the ruins.

During this period of time, Han Yanlin had taken the other four people and brought all the other people in the other seven coffins to a relatively clean and safe area. The three heavenly masters were rescued and their situation improved little by little. But they were all infected with corpse poison and couldn't use their spiritual power. Using spiritual power at this time will accelerate the spread of corpse poison. They, like several others, now need to be protected.