Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 233 The Ghost General Breaks the Coffin
"Everyone be careful, there might be something strange inside." Before he finished speaking, a sound like a wolf howling came from all around.

A group of giant black dogs rushed out from the huge tomb, there were about fifteen or sixteen of them. They were huge in size, each one was six or seven feet tall and ten feet long, with billowing black smoke surrounding them.

"It's a ghost dog from the underworld, everyone be careful." Zhong Wenyuan's face changed and he said sternly.

The Netherworld Ghost Dog is a kind of beast among ghosts. Its strength is equivalent to that of a Qi-refining cultivator, but it is much stronger than a ghost.

Many ghost dogs from the underworld made a sound like the howling of wolves, which was very creepy to hear.

"Everyone follow me." Song Xian gave an order and led everyone to meet them.

The Netherworld Ghost Dog howled loudly and pounced on Huang He and others in the front team like a tiger. The two sides immediately engaged in a battle.

Spiritual power surged into Song Xian's body, and the Xuan Guang Ruler, a top-grade magic weapon in his hand, shone brightly, condensing into a phantom several feet in size, and slashed straight towards a ghost dog in the underworld in front of him.

At that time, the ghost dog was attacking a Tianshan monk together with another ghost dog. When it saw the Xuan Guang ruler coming down, it roared, without dodging, and slapped the Xuan Guang ruler with its claws in the midst of billowing black air.

With a bang, the Netherworld Ghost Dog flew out and rolled backwards several times before it stabilized its body.

Like ghosts, ghost dogs are ghosts transformed from animals, but they have no real entity. They are formed by the black gas that surrounds their bodies.

With one strike of the Xuan Guang Ruler, the black air around the Netherworld Ghost Dog seemed to have evaporated, becoming much less, and its body also looked a little smaller accordingly.

The Netherworld Ghost Dog was hit by the Xuan Guang Ruler and had just stabilized its body and was about to counterattack when Su Zhirou controlled the blue and green sword and slashed down.

The magic weapon in her hand is called Qingfeng Sword, which is also a top-grade magic weapon with forty-one layers of restrictions. It was in Chen Yunlong's storage bag during the last attack on Tianshan.

At that time, Helian Quan and Chen Yunlong had two top-grade magic weapons, many spirit stones and other items in their storage bags.

George Lam took away a top-grade magic weapon, and Song Xian also took one, which were personal trophies.

The Netherworld Ghost Dog roared, opened its mouth wide, and billowing black flames gushed out of its mouth. The pillar of fire condensed from the black flames hit the Qingfeng Sword.

This is the fire transformed from Yin energy, which has a restraining effect on magical instruments and spiritual objects.

The shadow transformed by the Qingfeng Sword was attacked by the black flames and immediately began to tremble. The green light became weaker and weaker under the attack of the black flames.

At this time, Song Xian's Xuan Guang Ruler slashed towards the Netherworld Ghost Dog again, and a black flame spewed out of its mouth, heading towards the Xuan Guang Ruler.

As the black flames and the Xuan Guang ruler were in a stalemate, the Netherworld Ghost Dog pounced towards him.

Song Xian flipped his hand and held a red talisman in his hand. As the spiritual power in his body surged into it, the red talisman shone brightly and turned into a red feather arrow that pierced the big dog.

This is a top-grade Red Sun Talisman, specially designed to deal with such evil things and is very effective in restraining ghosts.

Knowing that there were ghosts here, he bought a lot of Red Sun Talismans before coming.

The Netherworld Ghost Dog spewed out another column of black fire, heading towards the feather arrow.

More than a dozen feather arrows, each three feet long, shot towards the black pillar of fire that was ten feet in size. The moment the two collided, the black pillar of fire melted like white snow meeting the sun.

The black pillar of fire was quickly wiped out, and the remaining feather arrows pierced the Nether Ghost Dog. The red light enveloped it, and the black air surrounding it evaporated visibly.

The Netherworld Ghost Dog howled sharply, and Su Zhirou took out a Red Sun Talisman in her hand, which turned into a dozen red feather arrows that shot down.

The Netherworld Ghost Dog kept tumbling and surging, and the black color around its body quickly dissipated. When the red light dissipated, its body was less than a foot in size.

The two men chopped down with their magic weapons, and the ghost dog's body turned into a puff of black smoke and scattered.

At this moment, the people of Hunyuan Sect and the Netherworld Ghost Dog were engaged in a chaotic battle. The Hunyuan Sect had the advantage in numbers, and they were besieging the Ghost Dog in groups of two or three.

The strength of these ghosts varies, some are strong and some are weak, and are not equal.

Powerful Netherworld Ghost Dogs, like the one they just dealt with, have reached the late stage of Qi Refining. The weaker ones have only reached the middle stage of Qi Refining.

After the two of them dealt with the Netherworld Ghost Dog, they headed towards another Netherworld Ghost Dog in the late Qi Refining stage that was being besieged.

After a chaotic battle, more than a dozen ghost dogs were killed.

These ghosts were not very intelligent and did not know how to escape even when they were at a disadvantage, so they were all wiped out by everyone.

The Hunyuan Sect also paid the price of three deaths and two injuries.

Looking at the three dead people, Song Xian no longer felt much sadness in his heart.

Over the years, Hunyuan Sect has also experienced many tough battles, and every battle resulted in the death of several people. This is a necessary sacrifice.

Before coming, he had anticipated that there might be casualties on this trip.

He had long been numb to this and no longer felt any ups and downs in his heart, not only because he had experienced it so much and it was commonplace.

On the other hand, as the sect grew larger and larger, and the number of people increased, he actually only knew the names and positions of many people. There was not much communication between the two sides, let alone much affection.

It may sound cruel to say this, but it is the truth.

Song Xian ordered his men to send out the bodies of the three people and the two injured people, while the others rested on the spot to recover their depleted spiritual energy.

This black tomb must be hiding the secret of the thick yin energy of this place. If there is any secret treasure, it must be inside.

There shouldn't be any other ghosts inside, because we just had a big fight with the Netherworld Ghost Dog, but there was no movement inside. If there were any ghosts, they would definitely come out to help.

Despite this, to be on the safe side, Song Xian still asked everyone to rest, take the Qi-recovering pill, and restore the depleted spiritual energy before entering.

After a long time, everyone opened their eyes one after another from meditation, and the spiritual power in their bodies had been restored to full.

"Senior Brother Zhong, lead ten disciples to explore the way ahead." Song Xian ordered.

Previously, it was the Tianshan Sect cultivators who had pioneered the way, and the three cultivators who had been killed were also from the Tianshan Sect. Now it was time for the Hunyuan Sect disciples to take over, lest others accuse him of being biased.

Zhong Wenyuan responded and led ten disciples towards the tomb.

The yin energy inside became even denser, even condensing into a faint mist.

Inside the tomb, what comes into view is a spacious courtyard with many tall stone pillars standing on both sides, and on top of each stone pillar is a fist-sized dark green crystal clear bead.

"So many Yin Po beads." Zhong Wenyuan frowned, looking shocked.

The Yin Po Pearl is an object that gathers Yin and can absorb and store Yin energy. Some cultivators in the cultivation world who practice evil skills will use this object to go to the dark and underworld to gather Yin energy to facilitate the practice of evil skills.

The Yin Po Pearl is not formed naturally, but is a refined product like a magic weapon. It is not only expensive but also very difficult to refine.

Each of these Yin Po beads is the size of a fist, crystal clear, and of top quality. There are nearly a hundred of them.

The Yin energy in this tomb is so strong because these Yin Soul Beads are constantly releasing and storing Yin energy.

"Master, there seems to be something strange about this room." Zhang Ningyuan pointed to a hall in front.

The temple was constructed of black stone, so smooth it could even reflect shadows. Its sides were covered in blood-red lines resembling ghostly talismans, resembling some kind of restriction.

Seeing that this palace was so strange, Song Xian had a bad feeling in his heart. The building materials of this palace were so special, as smooth as a mirror and as black as ink.

Coupled with the blood-colored lines on the outside, you can tell at a glance that it is not simple and must have some special meaning.

Overall, this temple looks like it was specially built by a master to seal a powerful demon.

But having come this far, there is naturally no reason to retreat. Even if it means facing mountains of swords and seas of fire, we have to give it a try.

"Senior Brother Wenyuan, please go in and see what's going on. Be careful."

Zhong Wenyuan responded and led his men to the front of the temple. He ordered a disciple to push the stone door in front of the temple.

But when his palm just touched the stone door, the blood-colored lines on the surface of the temple seemed to come alive, surging slowly, and then the disciple was directly shaken away for several feet, with blood spurting out of his mouth.

Several people hurried to the disciple's side to check on his condition. Fortunately, the disciple only suffered some minor skin injuries and was shocked, but was not seriously injured.

Song Xian then asked him about his situation and why he was suddenly blown away.

The disciple stammered and couldn't explain clearly. He only said that as soon as his palm touched the stone door, he felt a huge force coming, and then he couldn't help but fly out.

At this moment, the runes around the temple stopped moving again.

"Master, what should we do now?" Zhong Wenyuan frowned, his expression solemn.

This temple is so strange, there must be a big secret inside, but it may not be a good thing. Maybe there is really a powerful evil spirit sealed inside.

"Destroy it." Song Xian gritted his teeth. At this point, he was unwilling to turn around and leave. No matter what, he had to give it a try.

At his command, Zhong Wenyuan and others took out their magic weapons and attacked the hall.

As soon as the magic weapon attack touched the temple, the blood-colored lines came alive again, moving like ants, protecting the entire temple.

Seeing that the ten people in Zhong Wenyuan's front team could not break through the defense of the hall with their magic weapons, Song Xian ordered everyone to attack again.

Everyone's magic weapons slashed towards the hall, but at first they had no effect. After a few rounds of attacks, the blood-colored lines began to shake violently, and then there was a loud bang, and the blood-colored lines on the outside of the hall seemed to melt and dissipated one after another.

After the blood-colored lines disappeared, the palace collapsed immediately.

There was only an empty hall inside, with an ancient stone coffin standing in the middle.

There is also a ball of ghostly green fire under the sarcophagus, wrapped in a crystal clear shell.

The moment the hall collapsed, an extremely strong chill emanated from inside. With the ghostly green ghost fire as the center, a layer of frost was slowly extending outwards.

Everyone felt as if they were falling into an icy cave, and their bodies began to tremble unconsciously.

At this moment, there was a sharp roar, and the lid of the sarcophagus under the dark green ghost fire was suddenly opened. Then a ball of black gas emerged from it and instantly enveloped a disciple in front.

The disciple let out a scream, and then his head was twisted off.

"Ghost General." Song Xian's pupils suddenly shrank as he looked at the human form formed by the black air and blurted out.

The body condensed from black gas in front of him looked ferocious, with disheveled hair, ten fingers bent like hooks, and a layer of armor on the surface of his body. There was a flickering glow of fire in his eyes, and he looked exactly like the ghost general described in the book.

The ghost general is a second-level ghost creature, and his strength is comparable to that of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Everyone was horrified as they saw the ghost general twist off the head of one of their companions in one go, and screams of surprise rang out one after another.

"Retreat from here first." Song Xian didn't expect that there was a ghost general hiding in this temple. Without time to think about anything else, he hurriedly pulled Su Zhirou back.

Everyone left the tomb one after another. At this time, another scream was heard, and another disciple was killed by the ghost general.

Song Xian heard a scream and looked back, only to see that the ghost had already chased him out of the tomb.

He originally thought of withdrawing from here first to see if the ghost general would continue to chase them out. Because when everyone was fighting with the group of ghost dogs outside just now, the ghost general did not help, so he speculated that the ghost general might have some kind of restrictions and would not leave the tomb.

Seeing it chasing them out, they knew that if they just ran away, they would be defeated one by one and killed.

At this point, I can only give it a try.

"Brothers, fight it." Song Xian shouted loudly, and took out a green talisman in his hand. The spiritual power in his body surged into it, and in an instant, a huge thunder ball condensed and hit the ghost general.

This is a second-level low-grade Thunder Heart Talisman. The power of thunder and lightning has a restraining effect on these evil things.

At the same time as Song Xian made his move, Su Zhirou also took out a Thunder Heart Talisman and struck him.

Zhong Wenyuan, Zhang Ningyuan, Huang He and others also took out the Red Sun Talisman which has a restraining effect on ghosts.

Others used their magic weapons to attack the ghost general.

Two huge thunder balls hit the ghost general first. He opened his mouth and a black round bead spewed out.

This is not a magic weapon, but a crystal of Yin energy unique to the Ghost General, and the essence of the Ghost General's lifelong practice.

The black beads shone brightly, and in an instant the black light spread out like a black cloth.

The two thunder balls touched the spreading black light and exploded instantly, turning into huge lightning bolts that struck down. There were dozens of lightning bolts, each one was ten feet in size.

The lightning struck the black curtain opened by the Yin Qi Crystal Core, like a drop in the ocean.

But as more and more lightning struck, the black curtain began to ripple.

At this time, other people's talismans and magic weapon attacks also came one after another.

In Song Xian's eyes, the black curtain condensed from the ghost's crystal core had a defense power of as much as six hundred points.

And the attack power of each lightning bolt is only thirty points.

As lightning struck again and again, the defensive power of the black curtain decreased sharply.

As other people's talismans and magic weapons attacked one after another, the defensive properties of the black curtain continued to decrease.

From the surface, the black crystal core was shaking constantly, and the curtain of black light was gradually twisting and deforming.

The strength of this ghost is equivalent to that of a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. The reason why Song Xian wanted to retreat at the beginning was that he did not want to have a head-on confrontation with it.

After all, if you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred of your own. If everyone takes a step back, the sky will be wide open.

But the ghost refused to give in. After killing two disciples, it chased them all the way out, wanting to kill them all.

There are more than twenty people on their side, all of whom are elite warriors in the middle and late stages of Qi training. If they fight hard, they are not afraid of this ghost at all.

(End of this chapter)