Chapter 221

"Okay, as a sincerity, I will seal some toxins for fellow Daoists first!"

Feng Zilong said, and then the light flashed in his hand, and a row of silver needles appeared. He walked quickly to Zhao Jiuzhi, and inserted seven needles three inches into his abdomen.

"Okay, I'll get you out of the hole!"

Feeling that the pain on his body was obviously relieved, Zhao Jiuzhi nodded and said, and at the same time pointed at Feng Zilong's dantian, Feng Zilong clearly felt that the spiritual power that was sealed by the previous finger in his dantian flowed out.

"Feng Daoyou, Zhao Daoyou, let's think about how to break this sarcophagus!"

"Yeah, there are only two daoists here who are the strongest, you must have a way!",

"Not to mention breaking the sarcophagus, we can't even get out of this giant stone formation! If we can't find a way, we will only be trapped here!"

...

The surrounding audience saw that the life-and-death struggle between the two finally stopped and hurriedly opened their mouths.

Zhao Jiuzhi frowned and said to Feng Zilong, "What do you mean by fellow Daoist!"

Feng Zilong of course knew at this time that breaking the stone coffin was the most important thing, and solemnly said, "Join us!"

Everyone was overjoyed to see the situation, and surrounded Feng Zilong and Zhao Jiuzhi to the fire pit where the blue flames were released.

"We have to untie eight iron cables to remove the coffin, but as soon as anyone touches the iron cables, the blue flames in the fire pit will instantly engulf it!"

"Nothing works, our defense mask can't resist that faint blue flame at all!"

"As soon as the magic weapon touches the black chain, it will be engulfed by the strange flame!"

"The spell will be engulfed by flames before it gets close!"

"The talisman is even more difficult to use!"

...

Everyone said with a bitter look on their faces.

Feng Zilong and Zhao Jiuzhi both bowed their heads in deep thought.

For a moment, Feng Zilong suddenly said: "Instead of thinking about how to cut off the chain, but being attacked by flames, it is better to deal with the blue ghost fire directly!"

Zhao Jiuzhi nodded and said, "That's what I mean, we just need to block the blue ghost fire for a moment, and then the iron rope can be cut off!"

"But how can we stop that ghost fire?"

"Yeah, the most terrifying thing is the blue ghost fire!"

...

"That blue flame is strangely ruthless, it gives people a gloomy feeling!"

A cultivator said with a heart-pounding expression.

"Wait, what did you say? I really want to do something!"

Feng Zilong was in deep thought, but his eyes lit up when he heard the cultivator's words.

"Oh? What tricks do fellow Daoists have?"

Zhao Jiuzhi said with some surprise.

"As this fellow Taoist said, this blue ghost fire is different from ordinary flames. Ordinary flames are hot, but this ghost blue ghost fire gives people a cold feeling. If ordinary flames are yang, we can It is understood that this blue ghost fire is Yin!"

"What you said is very true, but what does this have to do with blocking this blue ghost fire?"

Zhao Jiuzhi nodded and continued to ask.

"In my opinion, this blue ghost fire is the most yin thing, and if you want to block it, you naturally need the most yang thing!"

"The thing of the sun?"

Zhao Jiuzhi asked softly, thinking a little.

"The most yang thing in the world is the blood of young men with strong vigor like me, and the most yang qi is the blood of the young man who retains the body of a boy!"

Feng Zilong said with a smile, but it was a word that broke the secret, and everyone suddenly realized.

"Feng Daoyou is really resourceful!"

"good idea!"

"But does this really work?"

...

Everyone started talking, and while they were happy, some people also had doubts.

"You can tell if it works or not! I don't know which fellow Taoist is a boy, so don't be humble at this time!"

Feng Zilong said to the crowd with a straight face.

Obviously, Feng Zilong is not a boy.

No one spoke, Feng Zilong pointed at Zhao Jiu, "Why don't you come out and try?"

Zhao Jiujie's face flushed, and he said to Feng Zilong, "Isn't it the same for fellow Daoists?"

Feng Zilong smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.

At this moment, a male cultivator finally stood up and said, "I am!"

"Okay! Fellow Daoist released a little blood, wrapped it with spiritual power, and threw it at the stone pillar!"

Hearing Feng Zilong's words, the cultivator nodded, he cut his wrist, and at the same time gathered his spiritual power to the wound. In the blink of an eye, a fist-sized blood ball wrapped in spiritual power appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The cultivator did not hesitate, and threw the blood ball directly at the stone pillar.

"call!"

When the blood ball was still one meter away from the stone pillar, a faint blue flame jumped out directly from the fire pit.

"Bang!"

The spiritual power outside the blood cell suddenly dissipated, and the bright red blood poured down directly. A strange scene appeared. The blue ghost fire, which seemed to be able to devour everything, was extinguished when it touched the bright red blood.

"It really works!"

"Great, it's saved!"

"What a great way!"

...

The crowd exclaimed with joy.

"Okay, so the daoists who are still boys don't hide their clumsiness. You will be responsible for controlling the blue ghost fire with Zhiyang blood pressure, and the rest of the people will drive the magic weapon to cut the iron rope!"

When Zhao Jiuzhi saw the situation, he said to everyone, and everyone nodded when they heard it.

More than a hundred people, and finally found the bodies of forty-six boys.

The next step is the preparation work. These people bleed blood to make blood cells. They stopped when everyone lost too much blood, their faces turned pale, and more than ten fist-sized blood cells had accumulated in front of them.

"Okay, let's start! Smash the first one first!"

Feng Zilong shouted loudly, and the dark green flying sword slammed towards one of the iron cables.

Everyone drove the magic weapon to smash the chain!

Unsurprisingly, as soon as those instruments approached the stone pillar, dozens of blue ghost fires rushed out of the fire pit.

"Go!"

At this time, the forty-six cultivators took action and threw the Zhiyang blood spheres at the blue ghost fires, and the blue ghost fires were immediately suppressed.

"Bang bang!"

The black chains were smashed, making a loud noise.

finally.

"Bang!"

An iron rope was broken by the crowd.

Everyone was overjoyed to see the situation, each kept their positions and continued to shoot.

"Bang!"

A group of magic weapons bombed and smashed, coupled with Zhiyang hemostasis to resist the blue ghost fire, and another iron wire was broken, but at the same time some quiet blue ghost fire still swallowed several magic tools in the gap.

But even so, everyone was still full of enthusiasm and continued to shoot.

After a moment.

"Bang!"

The seventh chain was also broken, leaving only the last one.

Everyone was shocked. Those boy cultivators forced out the blood of the sun again, and those cultivators whose instruments were destroyed took out other instruments and continued to smash them.

"Bang!"

Finally, the last eighth chain was broken.

"Finally broken!"

"Great!"

...

"Look!"

I saw that the floating sarcophagus shook suddenly, and the complicated patterns on it lit up.

Then, under the astonished gazes of everyone, the cyan sarcophagus slammed downwards!

"not good!"

"Don't let that sarcophagus fall!"

"Stop!"

...

Everyone exclaimed and smashed the sarcophagus with their magical instruments.

However.

"Boom bang..."

As soon as a group of instruments touched the sarcophagus, they were shaken and flew out, even Feng Zilong's dark green flying sword and Zhao Jiuzhi's gray iron rod were no exception.

"boom!"

The cyan sarcophagus fell heavily into the fire pit.

Everyone was in despair. They spent so much Zhiyang to stop the bleeding, and they were only able to block the blue ghost fire. Now that the sarcophagus has fallen into the fire pit, trying to take it out is like going to the sky.

at this time.

"Bang!"

There was another huge sound from the fire pit, and this sound was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

"Roar……"

A sinister roar came from the fire pit, and the sound was so terrifying that it was absolutely impossible for humans to make it.

Everyone's heart was raised in their throats, and their eyes were fixed on the fire pit.

Immediately after.

"Bang!"

A huge palm wrapped in a faint blue flame suddenly stretched out from the fire pit and hit the ground heavily.

A huge figure slowly emerged from the fire pit.

"That is……"

Upon seeing the scene, everyone's face was extremely pale.

...

The third-level tomb, Ghost King Mountain.

Chu Yan was holding a protective mask outside his body, and the Ten Thousand Demon Flags were constantly waving in his hands! Those ghosts (it's a bit awkward to call them beast ghosts, let's call them ghosts!), with bloodthirsty light in their eyes, fought with those fierce ghosts.

Those ghosts still have some intelligence and know how to be afraid, but these ghosts have no sense of reason, and only have killing in their eyes. Coupled with the powerful control power of Chu Yan's spiritual sense, the battle situation has become a one-sided trend.

The hundreds of ghosts who originally besieged Chu Yan have now left a dozen or so. Of course, it is impossible for the Wan Yaofan to not lose. The seventy ghosts in Chu Yan's Wan Yaofan are equivalent to the ghosts and monsters in the middle stage of Qi training. There are only a dozen or so left, but because these ghosts have swallowed so many ghosts, their strength has climbed to the late stage of the Qi training period.

Of the twenty ghosts whose strength was equivalent to the late stage of qi training, only five died, and the remaining fifteen had almost reached the perfection of qi training because they had swallowed so many ghosts.

And the ten ghosts whose strength was originally equivalent to the great consummation of the Qi training period have been controlled by Chu Yan himself with his spiritual sense, and none of them died, because they devoured those ghosts one by one and their strength was raised again, but because of the current situation The Ten Thousand Demon Banners are only at the level of magical instruments, and the strength of these ghosts cannot be promoted to the foundation-building stage.

Especially the blood ghost that was originally refined by the soul of the blood demon, its strength was originally half a foot into the foundation, and this swallowing, the strength is even stronger, but now in this situation, it is hard to hold back and can't build the foundation.

"die!"

Chu Yan let out a roar, and the Ten Thousand Demon Flags waved again!

The ten ghosts that were comparable to the Great Perfection during the Qi training period charged directly at the remaining dozen or so ghosts like the big bad wolf seeing the little sheep.

In the blink of an eye, the last dozen or so Specter Ghosts were completely devoured.

"Back!"

Chu Yan shouted loudly, and dozens of ghosts and demons flew back one after another, all of them entering the ten thousand demon banners.

Chu Yan looked at the ugly ghost who was trapped in the water jade swim ring and said, "Now we can talk about the ghost king's palace!"