Chapter 392 It’s finally my turn to take action [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

On the viewing platform, not long after Xiao Ting returned, unusual movements occurred in the white bone ground.

Xu Zhan'ao looked at him and frowned, "Priest Feng, is this the secret technique of your Huanshen Peak Sect?"

Xiao Ting shook his head decisively, "I don't know where Mu Yun learned this evil trick from. After this battle is over, Huanshen Peak will definitely punish her."

What Xiao Muyun did at this time was to awaken all the skeletons and undead spirits in the bone land and let them fight for him.

This is undoubtedly a magic secret technique!
The Demon Sect encompasses three types of inheritance: essence, energy and spirit. There are warriors, energy cultivators, and naturally, mystic masters. For example, the South China Sea Paradise Palace is a major mystic master inheritance in the world, and it belongs to the Demon Sect.

Among them, the Netherworld Technique is particularly representative of the Demon Sect's secret arts, and it is also what the righteous in the world resists the most. When the Demon Sect was wiped out back then, this branch was wiped out. Now, there are almost no demon cultivators who practice the Netherworld Technique in Jiuzhou.

I didn't expect that the Jiuyang Huanshen Peak would allow its disciples to practice the netherworld arts in secret.

In certain specific situations, the Netherworld Technique can unleash a power far beyond the caster's realm, just like Xiao Muyun now.

The army of ghosts she summoned from the field of bones is enough to sweep through an entire city!
Apart from her own strength, the most important thing is the strong Yin energy in this place and the numerous skeletons with cultivation. It seems that Jiuyang had this trick in mind when he sent her, a mystic, to participate in the battle to capture the city!
Although Feng Nanjue is the strongest among his generation, he is not their only means.

Once he fails to secure victory, Xiao Muyun will take action and use methods that will go against the will of the world.

"Huan Shen Peak will do anything to win," Cao Wujiu said dimly.

Princess Yushi smiled and said, "The young hero who defeated Feng Nanjue probably used many tricks as well."

From her perspective, she still believed that Liang Yue's sudden burst of seventh-level cultivation was cheating.

The two sides argued back and forth for a few words, but the argument could only stop there. Neither side was able to do anything about the other's abilities.

Jiuyang felt that Liang Yue's outburst was due to cheating in some way, but they could not find any evidence; Yin Guo felt that Xiao Muyun's use of the Netherworld Secret Art was unreasonable, but this was not a means of violating the rules.

The battle to capture a city is a real war. In a war, even if the enemy uses unjust means, you can only punish him after you win. If you lose the war, you can only condemn him helplessly.

After completing the summoning and assembly of the ghost soldiers, Xiao Muyun changed the sound of his flute, and a large number of skeleton ghost soldiers swept towards the Fenglei Valley in a mighty force!
When the evil soldiers pass through the territory, the plants and trees wither and die.

The strong yin energy was like a wave, destroying all living things nearby.

The dark clouds above Xiao Muyun's head gradually spread to the entire battlefield of the battle to capture the city!

……

Liang Yue had just walked out of Fenglei Valley when he saw Wen Yifan and others waiting for him outside.

Only Lin Fenghe and Senior Sister Wen were standing. Monk Yuansheng had recovered a little and was still sitting cross-legged in meditation. Although he had taken a blow from Feng Nanjue, he was still a warrior after all, and his physique was strong enough, so he recovered faster.

Qi Yingwu, a Qi Refiner, was also hit and seriously injured. He has not yet regained consciousness.

Seeing that he was seriously injured and even had burn marks on his face, Wen Yifan rushed over and supported him, "How are you?"

"It's okay." Liang Yue reluctantly replied, "I'm just a little weak. I'll be fine after a rest."

Wen Yifan held his hand and channeled his inner energy into his meridians to help him heal. It went without saying that he must have gone through an extremely difficult battle.

Defeating Feng Nanjue in a single challenge was simply unimaginable just now. If they knew that Feng Nanjue had also fused with the Qilin bone, they would probably be even more shocked.

The level of the battle has been raised to a degree that they could not imagine.

"There seems to be some movement over there." Liang Yue looked in the direction of the field of bones.

Wen Yifan also turned her head to look. She and Liang Yue were the first to notice the movement. She frowned slightly and said, "There is a very strong yin energy."

"Heh, it's finally my turn." Feeling this unusual movement, Lin Fenghe suddenly smiled, walked forward, and patted Liang Yue on the shoulder, "You've done enough, leave the rest to me!"

There was nothing wrong with what he said. Liang Yue almost killed Feng Nanjue. He really tried his best.

Liang Yue is now truly exhausted and has no energy left to fight.

Jiuyang didn't have much fighting power, it was time for them to show their strength. Then Lin Fenghe soared into the air, heading towards the direction where the Yin Qi was sweeping, and flew away with the wind.

"Is he okay?" Wen Yifan was a little worried.

"Trust Senior Brother Lin." Liang Yue said.

Before he finished speaking, Lin Fenghe came flying back at a speed ten times faster than when he left, shouting, "Run!"

Seeing him so terrified, Wen Yifan grabbed Liang Yue and flew directly into the air.

Monk Yuansheng, who was meditating over there, took a look and although he was also injured, Qi Yingwu next to him was more seriously injured, so he had no choice but to carry Qi Yingwu and run away quickly.

When the group fled to the hillside of Fenglei Valley, they saw countless skeleton soldiers below, covering half of the valley like gray-white waves, and were about to surround the entire mountain.

These skeletons had cultivated themselves in their lifetime, and they still have some residual spirituality even after death. They are not little monsters that will break at the slightest touch.

Lin Fenghe shot an arrow, which exploded among the skeletons, but only killed three or five.

Ordinary sharp injuries cannot cause fatal damage to them.

"It's the secret art of the underworld, Xiao Muyun!" Wen Yifan recognized the magical power that summoned these ghost soldiers and immediately guessed who did it.

After a quick scan with his spiritual sense, he could not find the caster for the time being, only a large number of ghost soldiers were rushing towards him.

In their current state, they are simply unstoppable.

laugh--

Wen Yifan swept his sword across, slashing a row of ghost soldiers climbing up the hillside, and then pulled Liang Yue back and said, "Retreat first."

Monk Yuansheng handed Qi Yingwu to Lin Fenghe and said, "You guys fly away first. I will escape on my own."

Wen Yifan and Lin Fenghe can both control the wind, but each can carry one person, but carrying two will slow down the speed. Monk Yuansheng naturally judged the situation and prepared to escape on his own.

"Can you do it?" Everyone was a little worried.

"Don't worry, if it doesn't work I'll just lie on the ground and pretend to be dead." Monk Yuansheng laughed and urged, "Let's go!"

The skeleton soldiers rushed forward very fast, and were about to surround the place. Lin Fenghe shot a few arrows, which exploded and cleared a path. After that, everyone flew into the air. There were actually archers among the skeletons, who shot at the figures in the sky and scattered their formation.

Monk Yuansheng also took the opportunity to break out of the encirclement through the path cleared by Lin Fenghe.

For a moment, facing the attack of the skeleton ghost soldiers, the wounded soldiers of the Yin Kingdom could only retreat step by step! Flee in all directions!
……

Inside the Youming Cave.

Yan Shenbing vaguely sensed the yin energy outside and the clattering sound of footsteps when the skeletons passed by, and for a moment he became curious.

"What on earth is happening outside?"

"Why does it sound so lively?"

No...

concentrate!
He only had one opponent, and since his concentration had become distracted after such a fierce battle till now, the opponent must have been distracted as well.

At this time, whoever is more focused has a greater chance of winning.

Whoever reveals a flaw first will die first!
Focus is above all else!
And Ba Tuo on the opposite side obviously thought the same thing, squatting in the corner without moving.

Focus on the laning line, the world has nothing to do with me!
　Good morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)