This woman, who looks very similar to Lan Yunxi, repeatedly confirmed in this dark space, raised her hand and typed several magic tricks.

Hundreds of ghosts floated out of her sleeves, arranged in the direction of the river when it came, dispersing around like patrols.

After all this, the woman in blue nodded slightly, her whole body shrank and she crawled back into the soil.

The entire dark space returned to silence.

Liang Yan hid in a remote corner and saw the scene clearly from beginning to end.

"The ghost dream is indeed very suspicious. Fortunately, I didn't act rashly just now, otherwise they would have discovered this."

Liang Yan said intimately, turned around and looked at the road he came.

I saw that the upper reaches of the river were densely packed with ghosts.

Although these ghosts are not strong enough and most of them are only in the foundation-building stage, their exploration and perception abilities are first-class. As long as they find any abnormal movement, they will be immediately sent to the ghost dream on the other side.

Even Liang Yan was possessed of hidden magical powers, he did not dare to pass through such dense passages of guarding.

"This is a bit troublesome." Liang Yan looked at the ghosts and sighed softly.

It was unlucky to say that Gui Meng released these ghosts. The original purpose of the purpose of surveillance entrance and preventing others from entering again, but for Liang Yan at this moment, it became a level that prevented him from escaping.

"I can't get out when I return the same way. Since that's the case, why not go and see what they are doing."

Wuxin and the three-eyed monster python had a big battle, and the aftermath pierced through the entire underground stone wall, causing people on the other side to discover something strange here, and Wuxin was eventually captured.

Although Liang Yan was also curious about the situation on the stone wall, he did not dare to spy on his spiritual sense, afraid of attracting the attention of the monks there.

Originally, thinking about the principle that it is better to have less than more things, Liang Yan was about to retreat. Who would have thought that the ghost dream was so alert that it was covered with ghosts at the intersection when he came, which was equivalent to blocking his retreat.

Under such circumstances, Liang Yan was curious about what the monks from the Jiuyou Alliance gathered here.

While maintaining the operation of the "Yuanmudao" spell and the Tianji Pearl, he began to slowly move his position and finally came to the near the cracked wall opening.

Liang Yan looked to the other side through the hole in the wall.

I saw it was an extremely vast hall, unlike the darkness here, the hall was brightly lit and bright as daytime.

Liang Yan just glanced at it and was shocked.

The bottom of the hall was soaked with blood, like a vast river of blood. Many stone pillars were exposed in the river of blood, and each stone pillar was locked with a monk.

There are more than 500 cultivators from the Foundation Establishment Stage to the Yuan Gathering Stage, and one or two of them have even reached the level of the Golden Pill Stage!

"So many monks have not yet had a low level, but are now bound by people as prisoners in the manner of being a prisoner, how strong is the Nine Nether Alliance here to achieve this level!"

Liang Yan was stunned by his tongue. He glanced at him and soon found a familiar figure below. It was Wuxin, who had just been seriously injured and unconscious and was caught by Li Kuang and others.

Most of the witch's body is now immersed in the river of blood, only her chest is exposed outside the river of blood. Her head is lowered, and her long hair covers her face, and she can't see her expression clearly.

"She tried her best to get two flowers, but she didn't expect that she was captured by someone else in the end. Even if she got two flowers, what could she do?"

Liang Yan shook his head secretly and turned his gaze into the air.

I saw more than 30 cushions floating high in the hall, and a monk sat cross-legged on each cushion. Without exception, these monks were actually powerful people in the Golden Pill Realm!

If the more than 500 captured monks below were not enough to shock him, then the more than 30 Jindan realm monks in the air would be enough to make him creepy.

You know, even the Yungang Sect, one of the five upper sects in Nanchui, adds up the eight peak masters and some golden elixir elders, and there are only a dozen people in full swing.

The combat power in front of me is enough to match the two Yungang Sects!

Not to mention the declined upper sect like Yixing Pavilion, I am afraid that the Jindan realm cultivators in the entire sect are not as good as those in front of them.

"While attacking the five major sects at the same time, Jiuyou Alliance still retains such a force here, which is simply incredible!"

Liang Yan was stunned by his tongue and couldn't help but think to himself: "Why don't so many Jindan monks participate in the siege of the five major sects and defend this place instead? Is this the key to untie the Ghost Seal?"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. Although Wuxin said that the two flowers had no fixed position, they were always inseparable from the channels between the yin and yang realms.

There are so many cultivators from the Nine Nether Alliance gathered here, and they are so close to the location where the two Shenghuas appeared. I guess it is the place where the Ghost Secretary was sealed!

"According to Wuxin's words, if the Ghost Secret is born, the entire Nanchui will be doomed!"

When Liang Yan thought of this, he couldn't help feeling a little confused. Although he wanted to stop all this from happening, he was not strong enough.

With his cultivation level in the middle stage of the Juyuan Realm, even though he mastered the sword energy, in front of these more than 30 golden elixir monks, he was like a mantis armed mantis chariot!

Just when he was in a state of uneasy, someone was talking there.

The person who spoke was Li Kuang who had just taken the lead in capturing the unintentional one. He sat cross-legged in the east head, with seven or eight monks nearby surrounding him, vaguely respecting him.

"Everyone, the time is almost over. I can start the blood sacrifice!" Li Kuang glanced at everyone and said lightly.

At the western front, a thin old man wearing a felt hat and dark skin slowly opened his closed eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Li is too impetuous. It has not yet reached the agreed time. I think I'd better wait for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, several monks beside him immediately spoke in agreement: "Yes, yes, Mr. He said it's good. It's too early to do it at this time. It's better for everyone to be calm."

Liang Yan watched coldly in secret, and then he realized that the monks in the air were not a single piece. They were led by four monks and were vaguely divided into four camps.

Li Kuang and the eight monks including Guimeng and Sick Old Man were in the same group, and the cushions of these people were all leaning against the east.

The person who said the matter to the West was the dark old man wearing a felt hat just now.

As for the Southern Shou and the Northern Shou, they are a charming and beautiful woman wearing a pink dress, and a handsome man who is seven feet tall and tall and tall.

The cultivation of these four people has reached the late stage of the Golden Pill without exception!
Chapter completed!