Mortal Bones

But immediately, Fu De, the elder of the Fu family, shouted loudly:

"Don't be anxious, fellow Taoists who are not possessed by ghost powers, please protect the fellow Taoists around you who are possessed by ghost powers."

"Just give me a moment and I can remove this ghost power!"

After saying this, Fu De took out an immortal instrument from his sleeve and placed it between his eyebrows, then he took a deep breath, opened his mouth and let out a very realistic tiger roar.

"boom!……"

And at the moment when the tiger's roar sounded, the talisman attached to his eyebrows suddenly burst out with a burst of dazzling purple-gold brilliance, covering all the monks who fell to the ground.

In just a moment, these monks who were sleeping on the ground all opened their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Xia Houyou, who was watching the battle in the small attic of Chunyu Pavilion, was suddenly a little surprised and said:

"This Fu De can actually use the talisman to relieve the ghost power in the blood mist array!"

Xiahou Qingyuan shook his head and said:

"It's not to completely eliminate the ghost power, but to suppress it briefly."

Chu Xiaoxiao at the next table suddenly said in confusion:

"This Fu De has this method, why didn't he use it before?"

Zhang Moyan on the side frowned and explained:

"It's not that he doesn't use it, it's that without other monks to protect him, he doesn't have time to use it at all."

Chu Xiaoxiao suddenly said with a sudden look on his face:

"I see!"

While the two were talking, there was a loud "boom" and the seventeen teams broke through the fourth level of the blood mist array at the cost of killing three or four people.

The ghost power that descended in the fourth level completely dissipated.

For a time, the momentum of the group of dragon-slayers charging into the formation became even stronger.

"Rumble..."

In just an instant, the more than sixty dragon-slayers and dragon-catchers passed directly through the grain drying field and rushed to the hillside behind the village where a land temple was built.

Standing on the hillside and looking down, you can see the old elm tree at a glance.

"Fellow Taoists, that big elm tree is where Yuan Lingzi is hiding. After crossing this last hurdle, he will be unable to fly!"

At this time, Fu De, who was standing in the air against the wind, roared loudly, then raised his arms and shouted:

"Fellow Taoists, follow us and continue to charge into the formation!"

After the dragon-slaying people responded loudly in unison, they were like a gust of wind, following the dragon-slaying people from the three major families as they rushed towards the Earth Temple in front of the hillside.

"boom!"

Just when everyone was about to rush past the earth temple, the clay statue in the earth temple suddenly crossed the threshold of the temple and walked out on its own.

Then, the clay statue with two lines of blood and tears in its eyes suddenly asked loudly:

"The little old man is going out today. Who is willing to sit in this temple for the whole day on my behalf?"

Naturally, no one would respond to the words of the earth and mud elephant.

The old Jiang Li of the Jiang family used the sword power he had accumulated all the way to slash at the clay statue.

This time when they entered Blood Mist Village, no one thought about solving problems and breaking the formation. They just wanted to push all the way to Yuan Lingzi.

"boom!"

Amidst the ear-splitting sound of the explosion, the long knife in Jiang Li's hand suddenly turned into a sword shadow of more than a hundred feet long at the moment it was slashed, and suddenly slashed towards the land.

"Bang!……"

Amidst the deafening collision, the clay statue was almost shattered by the force of the river's hundred-foot sword shadow.

However, at the moment when the earth statue shattered, a cloud of blood mist exploded, covering all the monks flying over.

"boom!"

In an instant, almost all the monks fell from the air.

The whole hillside was shaken.

The monks who fell to the hillside seemed to have an invisible mountain pressing on their backs. Just moving their feet slightly consumed a lot of real energy and blood.

Then a monk yelled:

"Mr. Fu, this is a ghost power similar to the power of the mountain spirit. Yuan Lingzi must want this ghost power to drain our true energy. If you don't take action, even if you can break the formation, we will not be able to trap it. That’s Yuan Lingzi!”

Almost at the same time as this roar rang out, in the mud on the hillside under everyone's feet, white ghost hands suddenly stretched out one after another with a "bang bang bang" and grabbed the ankles of the nearby monks.

What's even more terrifying is that the ghost's hand is extremely powerful. With just a slight pull, a monk who had no time to prepare was dragged into the soil, leaving only a human head exposed.

Upon seeing this, a monk immediately said with a panicked tone:

"Quickly remove this ghost power! Otherwise we will all be dragged down!"

Although many great monks had already taken action to cut off or seal the ghost hands that stretched out on the hillside, but no matter what, more ghost hands stretched out immediately.

A steady stream.

"boom!……"

At this moment, accompanied by an ear-splitting sound of air explosion, Chu Yu, the elder of the Chu family, suddenly straightened up with the power of the heavy mountain soul, and then shouted loudly:

"There is nothing to fear from the power of a mere mountain soul!"

"Even if the sky falls, I can lift it up for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly rose to hundreds of feet with a "boom", and then he suddenly raised his hands toward the sky.

The next moment, the force of the ball and the mountain soul was very similar to the blood mist, and it was forcibly lifted up by Chu Yu, the elder of the Chu family.

Immediately, Jiang Jiuxuan of the Jiang family suddenly waved his sleeves and said:

"The wind is blowing!"

As soon as the words fell, a whistling sound was heard, like the roar of a wild beast on the hillside.

The next moment, a fierce gust of wind lifted up the people on the hillside like two giant hands, and pushed them towards the direction of the big elm tree at the bottom of the hillside.

"Hahahaha!..."

Just when everyone thought that the blood mist formation had finally been broken, a piercing strange laugh suddenly echoed in the world.

At the same time, a huge ghost shadow, like a wall, blocked everyone in front of them.

Everyone looked up and found that the ghost shadow was wearing a blood robe, with a handsome appearance, just like a scholar.

After a brief moment of shock, the elder Fu De of the Fu family shouted:

"This is Yuan Lingzi. Everyone from the Fu family, Chu family, Jiang family, Beiguo family and Lu family, follow me and trap him."

"The rest of the families should not act rashly!"

As soon as the words fell, the dragon slayers and dragon catchers of the five major families headed by the Fu family attacked together, turning into a group of dazzling lights, wrapping the huge ghost.

"Boom!..."

The moment the ghost was wrapped, the great monk Qi Yunshan, who was invited by the Fu family, suddenly threw a rope in his hand towards the ghost.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

This seemingly inconspicuous rope, at the moment it was thrown, suddenly tied up the huge ghost from top to bottom like a spirit snake.

At the same time, with a rumbling sound, a huge golden bell shadow also fell from the sky, covering the ghost.

Everyone looked up and found that the one who made the move was Xiao Weinan, the cultivator from Jinchigu invited by the Chu family from Juemingtian.

After trapping the huge ghost, an elder of the Beiguo family suddenly flew into the air, holding a peach wood sword in one hand and quickly pinching the seal with the other hand.

"Boom boom boom..."

In an instant, dark clouds covered the sun and thunder roared.

Seeing this, the cultivators on standby outside exclaimed:

"This is the Beiguo family's Five Thunders Burning Ghosts!"