Xing Feng quickly counted the people. Fortunately, there were no casualties.

"Keep moving forward!" Luo Jian issued the order after consulting Jiang Chao's opinion.

So the team continued to shuttle forward.

Li Jin and Liu Daxia were still exploring the path as the vanguard, but they were much more nervous than before.

This kind of illusion was so difficult to deal with that it was impossible to tell whether it was real or illusory, and both of them felt terrified.

"Uncle, do you still need to draw some spells?"

Tong Mujin tugged on Jiang Chao's clothes and asked nervously.

In fact, she had also seen a ghost just now, but before she could cry in fear, she was patted by Jiang Chao and pulled out of the illusion.

"No need." Jiang Chao replied.

"Okay then." Tong Mujin tightened her hands.

"Your clothes are going to be torn." Jiang Chao frowned.

"Stingy, at most I'll go back and make it up to you!" Tong Mujin didn't dare to let go.

Jiang Chao suddenly felt something in his heart and glanced toward the southeast.

"What are you looking at?" Tong Mujin noticed and asked curiously.

Jiang Chao said nothing, and a faint light flashed in his pupils.

Deep in Meilong Mountain.

The strange chanting sound became louder and louder.

Boss Feng stood in the middle, with his hands forming a spell in front of his chest, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression solemn.

Feng Lao Er and Feng Lao San stood beside them, changing the formulas in their hands one after another and muttering words in their mouths.

Zhao Shen and other disciples were all frightened.

They have never seen the three martial uncles start the forum to such an intense level!

At this moment, the three incense sticks on the altar suddenly clicked and broke.

"Wow!"

The three Feng brothers all spat out a mouthful of blood.

Boss Feng, who was standing in the middle, staggered and fell backward.

"Uncle!"

"Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

Zhao Shen and others exclaimed in shock and hurriedly went up to help the three of them.

Boss Feng spurted blood from his mouth, and he was already a little confused.

Feng Laosan had been severely injured before, and this time it was even worse. Among the three, Feng Laoer was in the best condition.

He quickly asked his disciple to find a medicine bottle, poured out the pills and drank them for himself and his two other brothers.

After a long time, the three of them finally regained their composure.

The three brothers all turned pale and were frightened.

Especially Boss Feng. Seeing that the illusion in the ghost forest was broken, he was frightened and angry, and brazenly used the soul-stirring technique to destroy everyone's souls!

But just as he started, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in his mind!

Deep as water, unfathomable!

After being stared at by these eyes, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning and was seriously injured.

This was also thanks to the help of Feng Lao Er and Feng Lao San. Otherwise, if he had cast the spell alone today, he would probably have been killed on the spot.

"Master, uncle, uncle, what happened?" Zhao Shen asked in horror.

He had never seen his three uncles in such a miserable state before, and he couldn't help but feel frightened.

"Go and send the order, everyone is ready to fight!" Boss Feng ordered in a hoarse voice.

Now that the ghost forest is broken, the opponent will no longer have any obstacles and will march straight in soon.

"Yes!" The two disciples hurried down to deliver the order.
Chapter completed!