Chapter 870 Ghost

There was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing, and there were a few faint missing knife marks in the pit.

Seeing this scene, Wang Mingren and others showed surprise in their eyes. Could it be a third-order mineral vein? If it were a third-order mineral vein, it would be different. Even a small third-order mineral vein would be worth at least one million spiritual stones.

The young woman in the green skirt also took out two green flying swords and struck them in the pit. There was also a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Level three mineral veins? Let the Ankylosaurus have a try!"

The man in yellow robe patted the spirit beast bag, and a ray of yellow light flew out, transforming into a yellow pangolin with a single horn. It had yellow scales all over its body and small eyes.

Ankylomon, a spiritual beast ranked 105 on the list of strange beasts in the world, is proficient in earth escape and is good at mining ores.

The body of the Ankylosaurus shrank into a ball, turned into a yellow ball, and rolled into the evil pit. It's body was covered with a bright yellow light, and it got into the bottom of the evil pit.

"No, there's something wrong with the pit."

The man in yellow robe's expression changed and he lost his voice.

Wang Mingren's eyes became suspicious, a "chichi" sound broke through the air, and countless slender red silk threads flew out from the ground of the pit, heading straight for Wang Mingren and the five of them.

Zhao Wuji sacrificed a crimson ball, circled around him, and turned into a light red light curtain. At the same time, he sacrificed a red long knife and slashed it in front of him, releasing a large piece of crimson sword energy. It flew out and struck at the incoming red thread.

The man in yellow robe held out a small yellow umbrella and flew it above his head. With a twist, a large piece of yellow glow flew out and covered his whole body.

Wang Mingren held out a red shield, which expanded and stood in front of him. At the same time, a red-gold light curtain appeared on his body.

Ximen Feng sacrificed a red jade ruler and released a large red flame to protect himself, while a wall of red fire blocked in front of him.

The young woman in the green skirt pinched the magic technique, and the two green flying swords glowed brightly, releasing a large piece of green sword light and striking the red filaments. She held out a green shield, expanded it, and blocked it in front of her.

The red sword energy and cyan sword light struck the red filaments, and there was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing.

There were several muffled sounds, and two men screamed. The dense red silk threads penetrated the defenses of the yellow-robed man and Zhao Wuji, penetrating their bodies. Their bodies turned into mummies at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Their faces were full of horror. Their defense was not weak. Even the ninth-level monks could not easily defeat them. Could it be that the other party was a Nascent Soul monk?

Densely packed red filaments hit the red shield and cyan shield. The surface of the shield was pitted. The red filaments penetrated the wall of fire and emitted a burst of green smoke. The red jade ruler in Ximen Feng's hand shook slightly, releasing a large red ruler shadow and blocking it. red filaments.

"No, there's something evil here. Get out quickly."

The beauty of the young woman in the green skirt changed drastically, turning into a ray of blue light and rushing along the path she came from.

Zhao Wuji was stronger than her and was killed in one encounter. She did not dare to stay longer and could only return to the sect and report to the elders.

Just as she was approaching the exit, two golden bone hands suddenly emerged from the stone wall, and the surface of the bone hands was covered with a layer of red flames.

The young woman in the green skirt used two green flying swords to strike the golden bone hands, making a dull sound of gold and iron clashing, leaving only a faint trace. The two golden bone hands grabbed the green flying swords, and a large red flame appeared. Emerging from the bone hand, it was wrapped in a cyan flying sword, and the light of the cyan flying sword quickly dimmed.

A "chichi" sound broke through the air, and dense red filaments flew out from the surrounding stone walls, piercing through the body of the young woman in the green skirt. Her body turned into a mummy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Densely packed red filaments intertwined into a large red net, sealing the entrance and exit.

Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng originally wanted to escape, but the young woman in the green skirt died too quickly. Before they could run out, the entrance was blocked.

I don’t know what the red filaments are, but the magic weapon is difficult to damage.

Boom!

The pit shook violently, and a huge bone corpse emerged from the pit.

The surface of the bone corpse is golden, with two golden flames in the empty eye sockets, the head is red gold, and each bone is wrapped in red filaments, which look like blood vessels.

A burst of golden light lit up the nearby stone wall, and two humanoid skeletons emerged from the stone wall. Their bodies were golden, their heads were silver, and each bone was wrapped with red filaments.

Judging from their auras, it was clear that they were all ghosts at the core formation stage, and the largest bone corpse had reached the ninth level of core formation.

"This is an evil corpse! Some evil heretics like to use the evil spirit to cultivate and refine corpses. What we found is not an ancient monk's cave at all, but a secret place where evil heretics cultivate and refine corpses."

Ximen Feng exclaimed, his face looking very ugly.

"Evil corpse? This is what you said. I have been imprisoned for thousands of years, and I can finally leave this ghost place! You are disciples of Taiyi Immortal Sect, right! Very good, if it were not for the Sword Master of the Four Seasons, I would not be imprisoned. After living in this ghost place for thousands of years, I will first drain your essence and blood, and then go to the Taiyi Immortal Sect to settle the score."

The giant skeletal corpse uttered human words, and the two red-gold flames in its eye sockets kept shaking.

From his words, it seemed that he had a grudge against the Four Seasons Sword Master.

Wang Mingren was slightly stunned. Of course he had heard of the Sword Master of the Four Seasons. The Sword Master of the Four Seasons was a founder of the Taiyi Immortal Sect. It was because of this person that the Taiyi Immortal Sect could gain a firm foothold in the Eastern Wasteland. But the Sword Master of the Four Seasons lived in More than 3,000 years ago, even a monk who transformed into a god could only live for more than 2,000 years. Could it be that ghost cultivators have a longer lifespan? Nor should it! The ghost in front of me is just in the elixir formation stage.

Before he had time to think about it, two humanoid skeletons rushed over. Two muffled sounds were heard from the ground. Several large khaki hands emerged from the ground and grabbed the feet of Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng.

Wang Mingren frowned, and a burst of red-gold light flashed from his right hand. He shot the giant bone corpse in front of him in the air, and a golden fire palm several feet long flew out and hit a humanoid bone corpse. A large piece of red-gold flame spread quickly.

Ximen Fengyu raised his hand, and it turned into a five-foot-large red net, covering the two humanoid skeletons. The red net quickly shrank, tying the two skeletons inside, and at the same time, a large piece appeared on the surface of the net. The red flames flooded the bodies of the two skeleton corpses.

"Go quickly."

Wang Mingren picked up Ximen Feng and rushed towards the entrance.

The entrance and exit have been blocked by dense red filaments, making it difficult for the magic weapon to damage.

He opened his mouth and spit out a large piece of golden flame, hitting the red filament. At the same time, he launched two red-gold round wheels and struck the red filament.

After many years of cultivation by Wang Mingren, the power of Jinyan True Flame is no longer what it used to be.

There was a muffled sound, and all the red filaments broke.

Wang Mingren hugged Ximen Feng's thin waist and flew outside, with a red shield flying around them.