The big man surnamed Zhu shouted loudly, and the nine-ringed sword in his hand struck out countless knife shadows, slashing at the skeleton.

The ghost cultivator turned a blind eye and allowed the shadow of the knife to hit the skeleton.

There was a clanking sound, like the sound of iron being struck, and the blade struck the bones and made a crisp sound like the collision of metal.

After the sound, the ghost cultivator was unscathed, with only some fine white marks left where the knife struck.

The seemingly powerful sword shadow of the big man surnamed Zhu actually failed to hurt the ghost cultivator at all, and only cut off the dust on the ghost cultivator's skeleton body.

Seeing this, the big man surnamed Zhu felt a little embarrassed. He shouted loudly and pressed his hands to the ground. He saw a small whirlwind blowing on the ground, and then two stone tigers came out of the whirlwind.

Roar--

The two stone tigers roared like real tigers, opened their bloody mouths, and bit into the skeleton ghost cultivator.

The skeleton ghost cultivator raised the white bone index and middle fingers together, like chopping melons and vegetables, and cut off the heads of the two stone tigers.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Su Yi only heard that most of Gui Xiu's strange and unpredictable magical powers were related to his skeleton body.

I didn't expect the skeleton body of this ghost cultivator to be so hard.

Not only is the natal magic weapon of the monks in the foundation-building stage difficult to damage, but even the spells of the monks in the foundation-building stage can be easily broken.

"Do you have magic weapons with thunder attributes? If so, take them out quickly. Ghost cultivators are most afraid of magic weapons or talismans with thunder attributes."

Seeing this ghost cultivator slowly approaching, the man named Zhu shouted to the people behind him.

"We are all poor casual cultivators. We don't have any magic weapons or talismans with thunder attributes."

A middle-aged man wearing a white gown said.

This person's surname is Wu. Apart from Su Yi and Dahan Zhu, he has the highest cultivation level. He has a cultivation level of the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

The man surnamed Wu said: "Wu also came here for the foundation-building pill that the monks from Huang Maple Valley didn't have time to take away. I don't want to die here. If it doesn't work, let's run!"

The big man surnamed Zhu shouted loudly: "What the hell, the gap opened just now has been repaired by the Suogu Formation. If you want to open it here, it will take at least seven days. If you don't want to die, smash the talisman and seal for me."

After that, he took out dozens of talismans and threw them at the ghost cultivator.

Seeing this, everyone else took out the talismans from their storage bags and threw them at the ghost cultivator.

Since talismans are the most effective means for low-level monks to deal with enemies, except for the big man named Zhu, the rest of them only smashed more than ten talismans in total.

The thunderous explosion drowned out the ghost cultivator.

Suddenly, the ghost cultivator's figure flashed and he stepped in front of the big man surnamed Zhu. A pair of ghost claws silently slapped the big man surnamed Zhu on the chest.

"not good!"

The big man surnamed Zhu shouted loudly and blocked the nine-ringed sword in front of his chest, barely blocking the attack of the ghost cultivator.

Just hear a bang.

The big man named Zhu flew out upside down.

The nine-ringed sword in his hand was also broken into nine sections.

The man surnamed Zhu vomited blood, his natal magic weapon was destroyed, and he was also seriously injured. His mind was traumatized and he looked depressed.

"Everyone, come together and fight it." The young man surnamed Wu shouted loudly, took out the long whip in his hand, and turned into a black light, like a python, tightly wrapped around the ghost cultivator.

At the same time, he patted the storage bag on his waist and found dozens of talismans in his hand.

The man surnamed Wu didn't care about his heartache and threw all his strength at the ghost cultivator.

Seeing that the only two foundation-building monks on the field had been injured by the ghost cultivator, the others did not dare to hide their secrets for the sake of their own lives. They all took out the only talismans in their hands and threw them at the ghost cultivator.

"Everyone, please protect me. I have a very powerful talisman in my hand. Maybe it can restrain the ghost cultivator."

A young man in yellow shouted to everyone.

Everyone recognized that this young man's surname was Zhao, and he was a junior from a nearby family. He came out specially to practice this time.

It is not surprising that a monk from a small family like this would have one or two talismans for self-defense.

The young man surnamed Wu was shocked when he heard this. He made seals with his hands, and dense vines suddenly appeared under the ghost cultivator's feet, wrapping the ghost cultivator in three layers and three layers outside, making it look like a meat dumpling.

Su Yi shouted loudly and flicked his five fingers, popping up several water pillars to form chains and tightly binding the ghost cultivator.

Upon seeing this, the young man surnamed Zhao quickly held out a bright yellow talisman and sat cross-legged in the air, muttering something in his mouth.

The use of talismans often requires a lot of effort. The young man named Zhao slowly poured all his magic power into the talisman.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the ghost cultivator's mouth, like a fierce ghost roaring.

The ghost cultivator struggled with his hands and broke free from the vines easily.

The layers of vines withered instantly, and the man surnamed Wu turned pale.

I saw the ghost cultivator's pair of skeleton hands, like a saw, constantly rubbing against the water chain transformed by Su Yi.

Every time it is rubbed, the water chain becomes thinner. Within a few breaths, the water chain has become as thin as a hair and is about to disappear.

At this moment, the young man named Zhao shouted loudly, and the talisman finally activated.

"Heaven-shaking Seal!"

As the young man surnamed Zhao shouted, a large seal made of light appeared above the ghost cultivator's head.

When the ghost cultivator was about to break away from his restraints, he hit him on the head.

when--

The Heaven-turning Seal hit the ghost cultivator's head, and it was as deafening as the sound of a bell.

There is no expression on the ghost cultivator's skeleton face, but it can be seen that it is still very difficult for the ghost cultivator to resist this heaven-shaking seal.

I saw the ghost cultivator stretching out his skeleton hand to resist the sky-shaking seal formed by the light.

The bluestone slab under his feet was shattered inch by inch because it could not withstand the huge power of the Heaven-turning Seal.

Roar--

The ghost cultivator let out a shrill roar and kept spitting out thick black mist from his mouth, trying to erode the Heaven-turning Seal.

"Hold it! I can activate the talisman again."

The young man named Zhao shouted loudly.

Before it could speak, Su Yi had already used the Water Prison Technique to trap the ghost cultivator.

The young man surnamed Wu also took out a talisman, and the talisman turned into a huge python, entangling the ghost cultivator.

I saw the Heaven-turning Seal on Ghost Xiu's head gradually dissipating, and then, an even bigger Heaven-turning Seal appeared on top of its head.

"I wish you a helping hand."

The big man named Zhu who was lying on the ground shouted loudly, took out a talisman seal and threw it towards the ghost cultivator.

There was another loud bang, and the huge explosion blew everyone around.

At first glance, the skeleton of the ghost cultivator had been blown away by the shock wave of the explosion, and the bones were shattered on the ground and fell outside the bluestone road.

"Everyone, don't go out of this road. There is the Suogu Formation outside. Whoever goes out of the bluestone road will die."

The big man named Zhu warned.

After the disaster, everyone collapsed on the ground, and no one had the time to pick up the skeleton of the ghost cultivator.

"Wait a moment and there will be a fork in the road. Go to the left for the passage out. Go to the right for the elixir room of Yellow Maple Valley. If you are brave, follow Zhu. If you are timid and don't want to die, go to the left."

The big man named Zhu said to everyone with a pale face.

Some low-level monks shook their heads repeatedly, finally saving a life. Even if they found the elixir in the elixir room, they would still have to take the life flower. Most of them did not plan to go to the elixir room.

Leng Qingyue said to Su Yi: "The elixir room is usually in the main hall, and there is probably a teleportation array there."

Su Yi glanced at the big man surnamed Zhu and said softly: "It seems that even if it is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, we have to go and try it."

When they reached a fork in the road, Su Yi and Leng Qingyue followed the man named Zhu and walked to the right.

The rest of the people moved to the left.

To Su Yi's surprise, the young man named Wu also walked to the right.

But it’s not surprising when you think about it.

The young man surnamed Wu has cultivated to the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage. He may have been trapped in the Qi Refining Stage for several years. If he doesn't find a Foundation Building Pill to try to build the Foundation, he may have no hope of building a Foundation in this life.

Just when everyone's figures disappeared at the end of the bluestone road.

The broken skeleton of the ghost cultivator slowly reorganized.

In less than a stick of incense, it was restored to its original state.

I just heard the ghost cultivator murmur in a hoarse voice: "Your talisman is very good, I will accept it."
Chapter completed!