fairy don't want to talk to you

Chapter 502: In Times of Crisis

"Let's talk about how the Ghost King came out first!" Bai Mengjin took out the magic pill and swallowed it. "The Gu family sealed it here, and we didn't notice it beforehand. The restriction should be very strong."

Shang Shaoyang was ashamed when he heard this: "It's my fault. There was an exquisite mural in that yard. I saw that it contained a mystery, so I wanted to dig it away. But I didn't expect that it would affect a corner of the seal, and then..."

Bai Mengjin knew about the mural he was talking about. It was the masterpiece of an ancestor of the Gu family who was good at formations. Some of the formation knowledge involved in it has been lost today, so it's no wonder that Shang Shaoyang was interested in it. However, the mural was very hidden, and it was not easy for him to find it.

"So, that mural is actually part of the seal..." Bai Mengjin thought, "This ghost king has been sealed for a long time."

As far as she knew, the mural was very old, and the Ghost King was so powerful that the Gu family was probably still at its peak when it was sealed.

——Why did the Gu family do this? It was obvious that they had secretly sealed the Ghost King without the knowledge of the Immortal Alliance.

The scene fell silent, and the four people realized that the Gu family seemed to be hiding an unknown secret.

"Fairy Bai, the solution you mentioned is to repair this formation?" After a while, Po Qianjun was the first to break the silence.

Bai Mengjin replied: "The formation can indeed be repaired, but the core of the formation is outside, I'm afraid we can't do it."

Shang Shaoyang sighed. The Ghost King absorbed the Yin Qi and his strength increased dramatically. If he went out, he would probably be killed by the Ghost King immediately, so there would be no chance to repair the formation.

"Then the method you mentioned is..."

Bai Mengjin said nothing, but looked up at the center of the platform, where stood a towering stone pillar and unactivated runes hidden in the darkness.

"There is another way." She locked the escaped demonic energy back into her body and said calmly, "Since the formation is difficult to repair, then let's not repair it. Use its remaining energy to increase our strength and suppress it by force!"

Shang Shaoyang's expression changed slightly: "Fairy Bai, this is too dangerous!"

This method is not impossible, but it is indeed a bit crazy. The foundation of this formation is deep, even if the outer layer is broken, the remaining energy is very huge, and it will flow back into the human body, making it difficult to hold on.

Po Qianjun echoed: "Yes, this is still Huangquan, and Yin energy is everywhere. What if something goes wrong when absorbing it..."

Halfway through his words, Shang Shaoyang gave him a sidelong glance and he quickly understood what he meant.

Bai Mengjin has a jade-hardened body and is not afraid of demonic energy or yin energy. When he said this, it seemed as if this method was tailor-made for her.

So Shang Shaoyang looked at Ling Bufei for help: "Master Ling..."

Ling Bufei pondered for a moment and said, "This method is not impossible. I have the Demon Suppression Cauldron with me. If I can absorb all the power of the formation, I will be able to suppress the Ghost King."

Having said that, he looked over.

Bai Mengjin was amused by him: "Your method of persuading people is quite unique."

Ling Bufei denied it: "How did I persuade you? Didn't I support your decision?"

At this time, the sharp roar of the Ghost King was heard outside. Countless ghosts rushed over and hit the invisible shield, and ripples immediately appeared around it.

Po Qianjun's expression changed: "I'm afraid this won't last long."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost king's huge figure appeared. It stood on the periphery and looked down, like a giant looking down at an ant.

After discovering its target, its Yin energy surged, and its ghost claws appeared in mid-air, grabbing it fiercely.

"Crack!" A crack.

The ghosts swarmed forward, and the thick yin energy attached to the shield, constantly corroding it.

Seeing the ghost claw reappear, this grab might very well break the shield, Ling Bufei jumped up, concentrated his sword energy, and stabilized the shield again.

Shang Shaoyang and Po Qianjun followed closely behind him, helping him, throwing out talismans and magic weapons at once. With the combined efforts of the three, the shield of the center could only barely stabilize.

The little bug, which he thought he could crush to death with one claw, dared to resist. The Ghost King was enraged and roared again. The yin energy around him seemed to boil, squeezing the protective shield.

The first one to be repelled was Po Qianjun, who lost an arm and his strength declined significantly. Then, Shang Shaoyang also seemed to be exhausted.

The Ghost King looked over again, and the whip of soul and spirit came.

Ling Bufei groaned, his mind was severely damaged, so he threw out a flowing bead, which turned into pieces of golden leaves, attached to the shield, and barely blocked the ghost eye.

But doing so can only delay the attack temporarily. As spiritual energy is consumed, it will become increasingly difficult to resist, and it is only a matter of time before the shield breaks.

Unable to hit them, the ghost king became anxious, and with another sharp roar, all kinds of strange limbs emerged from his body. These limbs looked like living things, with faces protruding from them. They struggled suddenly and broke away from the ghost king, turning into little ghosts.

The ghosts laughed strangely and rushed over in a swarm. When they encountered a ghost on the road, they opened their mouths and swallowed it without hesitation, turning it into their own nutrients.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Intensive collision sounds rang out. The little ghosts were much more ferocious than ghosts and opened their mouths to bite the invisible shield.

The speed of corrosion suddenly accelerated, forcing them to inject more spiritual power.

"Puff!" Po Qianjun was the first to vomit blood. His hands loosened and a hole appeared in the protective shield above his head, and several little ghosts suddenly rushed in.

In an emergency, he raised his hand and threw out a colored glass cup, and then transformed into a golden hand to intercept another little ghost that had escaped. In such a hurry, he accidentally escaped from the range of the golden leaf protection, and the ghost king's soul attack fell immediately.

He was hit hard and could no longer hold on, falling from mid-air.

"Senior Qianjun!" Shang Shaoyang shouted, but he was unable to rescue him. Instead, because of the lack of a helper, he and Ling Bufei were under even greater pressure.

Soon, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A series of dull and heavy sounds came over. The shield vibrated every time it hit, and even the stone steps of the platform began to shake.

Ling Bufei's sword light was not so stable anymore, and the sword formation was broken repeatedly.

He knew that he would be doomed if he continued like this, so he gritted his teeth, turned around and shouted, "Meng Jin!"

Bai Mengjin's Yin-Yang Umbrella can directly connect to the protective formation. If he can fully activate the Gu family's secret method and hold on for a moment or two, he will be able to free up his hands...

At this sight, he was shocked.

Bai Mengjin took advantage of this time to refine the magic pill, then stood up and went to the center of the platform.

She wants to put the method she just mentioned into action!
"Meng Jin!" Ling Bufei shouted anxiously, "I can't stop it anymore, come and help me, I..."

Bai Mengjin stopped in front of the stone pillar and looked back at him.

Their eyes met and she smiled faintly, seeing through his intentions.

He just wanted to trick her into leaving and take her place.

"Fairy Bai!" Shang Shaoyang also shouted, his eyes full of worry.

This method is too dangerous!
"Fairy Bai... cough cough..." Po Qianjun opened his mouth, and the spiritual attack came again, and blood flowed out of his mouth and nose.

The protective shield above his head was shaking and ghosts were howling in his ears. Bai Mengjin didn't hesitate any more and flew up the Yin-Yang Umbrella.

With a slight sound, the intricate runes on the stone pillars lit up, one after another, the light shot straight into the sky, illuminating the eternal night sky of Huangquan.