The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 155. 155. Disaster is also blessing
In the far distance, a black figure stood among the mutated monsters.

It is completely composed of black liquid, with a pair of faint red eyes.

The reason why these monsters mutated was precisely because they were parasitically manipulated by a ray of ghost power.

The essence of the monk's flesh and blood that he swallowed was completely dedicated to it.

Now its aura seems to have reached the middle stage of Jindan.

It laughed fiercely.

A pair of dark red eyes seem to span an extremely long distance, and can clearly see objects thousands of miles away.

"It's another place, sweet snacks are close together, but what's the use of ants? It saves me from hunting around!"

.........

Yu Rui's spiritual power is restrained, standing in the void, but no half of his spiritual power leaks out, and he already has a bit of the charm of a real Jindan real person.

At this moment, the sky is black and there is silence.

The monks who established the foundation have achieved the dharma body, and the night does not obscure their vision.

An undercurrent is surging.

Yu Rui's heart finally sank.

The secret pavilion is located.

Ran got up and was surrounded by more than 20 disciples.

Strange fluctuations spread from them.

Both eyes flickered with light blue fluctuations at the same time.

It is the thaumaturgy inherited from the Secret Pavilion.

Broken eyes.

The blue light of each other seems to be intertwined with each other, and finally a huge eye pupil floats above their heads.

Light blue, the color is quite dark, but it has an aura of exploring everything.

In the center of the pupils, there are six spirit patterns that rotate back and forth.

Ran Qi's complexion suddenly changed.

He suddenly made a sound, and spread it throughout the entire region with spiritual power.

"Southeast, west, north."

"Monsters attack!"

Under the night, the mutated monsters hide in the jungle like wearing black armor.

If you don't pay attention to it carefully, it's hard to tell.

The leaders and disciples of various strengths all raised their hearts.

The most worrying thing finally happened.

Mutated monsters emerged from the jungle, panting heavily.

These monsters are larger than normal monsters of the same kind, most of them are black, and they have weird totems on their bodies.

Jiang Mingzhu's eyes darkened a bit.

She grew up beside her ancestors since she was a child, and what she has seen and heard is not comparable to that of ordinary monks.

Such a strange appearance made her feel a little familiar.

The ancestor loved her very much, he held her in his arms when she was young, and told some secrets he had seen.

She looked at Ming Linlang with an ugly expression.

And Ming Linlang and Lu Changfeng also showed a bit of fear and embarrassment in their eyes.

Originally, they had already guessed something, the treasure held in the palm of the aristocratic family, their knowledge far surpassed that of their peers.

Even disciples like Yu Rui Mohan are hard to match.

"I'm afraid it really is that thing."

Lu Changfeng frowned tightly.

"But it obviously is."

Shouldn't be happening again.

Ming Linlang knew what he was talking about.

A strange color flickered in his eyes.

"But it just appeared, let's fight."

Without her needing to say much, Yu Rui and the others had already burst into spiritual power in midair.

All the formations arranged by the major forces were activated.

Exuding a terrifying power, the combination of several large formations is already comparable to the profound formation.

But Yu Rui Mohan, Jiuxi Ji Fengmian and the others still felt a bit of chill from the bottom of their hearts.

I just feel that there is a bigger crisis lurking.

The mutated monsters began to attack the formation barrier.

In the formation, there are ever-changing, ten thousand attacks will be shot and killed one by one.

but.

"They are dead things?!"

Those monsters were obviously pierced through their muscles, bones and flesh, but their movements were not affected at all, and they rushed over fearlessly.

This also revealed that they had long been filled with the smell of rotting corpses.

Jiu Xi's face changed color in an instant.

As the Saintess of Penglai, she also knows some secrets.

At this moment, he finally reacted.

The monster mutated, with black lines on its body, dead like ghosts.

This clearly is.

The means of that family!Ghost!
However, there was a fluctuating light flashing in her pupils, how could the ghost appear in this world?

Or in the Hidden Realm?

Her eyes and pupils gradually returned to calm, she looked no different, but her hands and feet were cold for a moment.

She felt a bit of vitality and warmth coming from the peach blossom silk hanging around her neck and sticking to her skin.

She took a deep breath.

For a moment, she no longer hesitated.

The voice containing spiritual power spread out in an instant.

"Cultivators, this change of monsters is due to the birth of the ancient vicious ghosts. The ghosts devour flesh and blood to make a living. The more they devour, the stronger their cultivation, and they can control dead monsters with their own power."

"If you want to kill these monsters, you need to smash their heads with two hearts!"

"Use more fire, thunder, and gold thorns."

"Adjust the formation!"

As soon as these words came out, all the team leaders looked at her.

Now that the crisis has come, Jiuxi's identity is there, so I don't think it will be alarmist.

ghost?

What is a ghost?

Even Yu Rui and Mo Han had never heard of it.

But now that they know what it is, they are not facing an unknown enemy after all.

Adjust the formation with several formation masters.

The spiritual power of the formation instantly transformed into monstrous flames and countless golden thorns.

After penetrating his brain, his heart orifice really stopped functioning.

The body suddenly shrank and returned to its normal size, and the black lines on the body surface gradually faded away.

Looking closely, the flesh and blood of those monsters have long since disappeared, leaving only dry skin covering the bones underneath.

It makes people feel cold when they look at it.

Although the formation is strong, there are too many mutated monsters here.

Thousands of people rushed towards the formation barrier.

They were obviously dead, but their monster power was preserved strangely, and they even blew themselves up towards the barrier.

The more weakened, the more dim the light on the barrier.

These mutated monsters can no longer consume the power of the formation.

Now only a day and a half left.

It must be supported.

The formation has been adjusted and no longer defends with all its strength.

Seven-point offense and three-point defense.

Yu Ruimo was cold, and Yun Chanyi's eyes were piercing, full of fighting spirit.

"Kunlun disciple!"

"war!"

Jiu Xi also wore an incomparably pure golden glow like a shining light.

"Penglai disciples, fight!"

One after another echoes came.

"Shunhun disciple, fight!"

"Disciple of Hehuan, fight!"

"Taoist disciples, fight!"

"Secret Pavilion disciples, fight!"

The influence of the major sects has continued to this day, and they have their own character. The inner disciples taught and educated are also far beyond the ordinary disciples of small sects.

They all know clearly that at this moment, it is impossible to keep silent.

Use offense instead of defense.

Fang is the best policy.

Fighting, persevering, is a glimmer of life.

Pei Xihe was also among them.

These mutated monsters have rushed in.

There are spiritual needles floating around her.

The bluish-white soul-clearing flames turned into twining filaments of fire.

And the two icy ridges danced with ice-blue flowing taillights, intertwined with the fiery needles.

She attacked a mutant monster nearby.

But when he found a dead creature that was obviously without intelligence, he backed away urgently.

After avoiding it, she didn't panic, and lowered her eyes.

The flames driven by the surrounding disciples wiped out scorching heat, and a very small number of Lei Lingen disciples wielded the power of lightning.

Thunder and lightning, raging fire, these mutated monsters are all avoiding.

There was a hint of joy in her eyes.

It turned out to be the case.

Blessings and misfortunes, misfortunes are also blessings.

(End of this chapter)