The Mysterious Immortal Clan: Rising from the moment I died!

"Nervous! Nervous!"

Just as 100,000 ghosts were reaching out their claws towards the crowd.

Two disciples with slightly weaker foundations failed to break through. They were covered in sweat, clearly struggling desperately.

"Don't panic!"

Ni Kun's gaze swept across the surroundings, and he said in a deep voice, "The three armies should further contract, reducing the vulnerable area of ​​the defensive formation!"

Yes, Ni Kun did not immediately attempt the "Three Thousand Faces Leaf" move.

He decided to wait for the fearless young members of the Ni family to practice their skills first, and then he would make his grand entrance!

At this moment.

The three armies received the order.

Under the leadership of Ni Yongwu, Ni Yongshuang and others, they all moved towards the center in an orderly manner, forming a formation of swords and shields on the outside and bows and arrows on the inside.

Seeing this scene.

Ni Kun nodded slightly, then pointed his gaze straight to the sky: "All Foundation Establishment cultivators' attacks and interference will only need to restrain those ghosts, preventing them from gathering and forming a combined attack!"

Upon hearing this, Ni Yongxiao and the others exchanged glances and then leaped into the sky.

Among them, Ni Mingsi and Ni Yongci were relatively unfamiliar with sword flight because they had just reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

After doing all this.

Ni Kun turned his gaze to Feng Qingyue and softly reminded her, "Be careful!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingyue was taken aback at first, and then nodded heavily.

Although Ni Kun had no cultivation, Feng Qingyue knew from her long-term observation that the young man in front of her was more important than anyone else.

At this moment.

Feng Qingyue was even more surprised that Ni Kun knew there was a faint aura in the sky that was locking onto him, preventing him from being distracted by dealing with those insignificant ordinary ghosts.

Yes.

With the blessing of the Three Thousand Leaves, Ni Kun's soul naturally sensed a soul lock in the sky!

at the same time.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

"Hehehe..."

A constant stream of chaotic noise rose and fell in mid-air.

Just as Ni Kun had predicted, with the intervention and restraint of these Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sky, the pressure on the ground forces was greatly reduced.

"Hey!"

Ni Mingsi stood on his flying sword, holding a ten-foot-long spear, and suddenly swept his spear horizontally with fierce and unparalleled strength and spiritual power.

"Bang!"

The ghost suddenly solidified its claws and blocked three-tenths of the force.

"ha!"

Seeing this, Ni Mingsi used his waist as a pivot and suddenly delivered a spinning back kick.

The moment the leg strength was combined with the gun barrel, a powerful kicking force suddenly erupted.

"Bang!"

It instantly blasted the strongest ghost to the side into pieces.

"call!"

The gun fired with a sonic boom, and after a single rotation, the gun and the man were already in a straight line.

Ni Mingsi lowered his shoulders and elbows, and his spiritual power suddenly erupted from his body, instantly enveloping him and the gun.

"Good! Good guy hiding in gun!"

Ni Kun couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, a hint of praise and pride flashing in his eyes: "This girl, I knew I hadn't misjudged her!"

Before he could finish speaking...

"Hey......"

The gun shot out like a dragon, cutting a line through the air. With a single thrust, it pierced through several ghosts in front of it, turning them into a swarm of grasshoppers!

Before those poor unlucky guys could even react.

"Wind and Fire Wheels!"

Ni Mingsi flicked his wrist, and his wrist coiled around the gun like a nimble snake.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The gun barrel twisted rapidly like a pretzel, instantly turning the ghosts into a cloud of black mist.

however.

Before Ni Mingsi could even catch his breath...

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..."

The ghosts that had been shattered and scattered actually came back together.

Although their colors have faded slightly, it has clearly not affected their fighting ability much.

Witnessing this scene.

Ni Mingsi's expression was solemn, and he stared at the other party with vigilance as if facing a formidable enemy.

"This is bad!"

Ni Kun thought to himself, "Ghosts! Colorless and formless! They can solidify or become mist!"

He knew all too well that these invisible and intangible ghosts were not only elusive, but ordinary physical attacks would likely be ineffective against them; only...

Just as he was considering a solution.

Suddenly.

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..."

A dozen ferocious and terrifying ghosts surrounded Ni Mingsi with the ferocity of hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.

Danger! Danger! The situation has suddenly become extremely dangerous!