Chapter 557: Fight to the death? No, it's a gang fight!
Wang Zijia floated towards the altar below like a very obedient disciple.
When he was about to approach the altar, a cloud of ghost fog suddenly emerged around him, directly covering him.
Wang Zijia, who was originally tense, looked strange the moment he felt the ghost fog.
Five ghosts' soul-bewitching spell?
Or was it the magic power, not the five ghosts' bodies?
You look down on me too much, just use such a broken thing, and you want to get rid of me?
Well, the power is okay, but it's only the peak of the soul, and it hasn't reached the level of tribulation!
The curse is reluctant to pay the price, it seems that this guy has definitely not succeeded in tribulation, no need to run away, capable!
Thinking quickly, Wang Zijia flew towards the skeleton in a daze.
"What did Xian'er do to let these rats get in... um..."
Seeing Wang Zijia being bewitched, the old skeleton arrested Wang Zijia, but before he could do anything, he found something wrong.
His whole body was trembling, as if something terrible was going to happen.
At the same time, a piece of human skin suddenly flew out from the person he had arrested in front of him, like a curtain covering the sky, covering him.
"Bang!"
Feeling the shock of his spiritual sense, Gu An didn't think much at all, and his magic power surged directly.
With a slight sound, the bones fell apart, shattered into a pile of spiritual bones, and disappeared into the altar.
The human skin that came head-on was empty!
"Alas, there is no way to get an advantage!" Wang Zijia, who was empty, said regretfully.
Wuyouzi, who had escaped from the state of being on the human skin, had already understood what happened and retreated in shock.
"How dare you! You are just courting death!" Gu An, who was standing at the edge of the formation in the distance, was in a state of doubt and rage.
With his whole body full of mana surging, he stepped forward with one foot.
Instantly, a strong suction force came from the place where Wang Zijia was standing, and the deep white ghost claws around him suddenly emerged from the altar and stretched out to Wang Zijia.
It was as if countless evil ghost skeletons emerged from the underworld, trying to pull Wang Zijia back underground.
"Ka Ka!"
The crystal shield on Wang Zijia's body was almost completely crystallized and kept trembling.
Although he can now have the power of the Yuanshen, the peak of the Yuanshen is still a bit too far for him to rely on himself, even if it is in the state of false spirit blessing.
Fortunately, he did not come alone to explore some secret realm, but to fight.
He had a Yuanshen support group that he carried with him!
With the crystal shield on his head, he thought and the blood-colored book flew out.
As the book quickly opened, three sheets of paper with three palm-sized turtles painted on them collapsed.
"Ang!"
The next moment, a dragon roared.
Three dragon turtles, all at the peak of their souls, suddenly appeared as if they were summoning babies.
Because they knew they were coming to join the battle, the turtle spirit mother and son trio were ready before they were sealed.
The moment they were unsealed, their divine thoughts quickly swept and quickly locked onto the target.
After finding that there was only one opponent, they did not hold back and used all the methods they had prepared for a long time.
"Baxia Secret Book: Frost Breath!"
"Baxia Secret Book: Absolute Frozen Soil!"
"Baxia Secret Book: Thousand Rains of Ice Blades!"
Three dragon turtles, one opened his mouth and spit out a cold stream of deep cold air;
One spread endless coldness from his body, quickly freezing everything;
One slightly accumulated power, and ice knives appeared all over the sky, connected into a formation, and flew towards Gu An densely.
In an instant, the three great masters of the peak of the Yuanshen did not try, but directly used their best skills, rushed out together, and fought desperately.
Gu An was stunned for a moment, and instinctively wanted to drive the altar to run away.
However, as soon as he thought of it, his movements froze.
It was Wang Zijia who was shaking people, and he was not idle. The magic power madly invaded the altar under him, eroding the white bone altar.
Although he could not seize control, based on his understanding of this thing, he could still do some preliminary interference.
If he was not mistaken, this was not only an altar, but also the exit of the secret realm here!
Sure enough, under Wang Zijia's erosion, Gu An, who instinctively planned to run away, froze and failed to open the exit in time.
And this momentary delay completely made him lose the opportunity to respond.
The desperate attacks of the three peak-level dragon turtles of the Yuanshen had already rushed in front of him.
He was surrounded by ghost energy, a palm-sized bone shield emerged, and a ghost mist-like energy shield emerged on his body.
The next moment, frost appeared under his feet quickly, freezing him in place.
Then, a breath of cold ice rushed straight towards him.
"Crack!"
Under the impact of the two spells, Gu An was frozen into an ice sculpture without any surprise, and then shattered into countless pieces.
"Puff!"
At the moment the ice shattered, his bones all over his body collapsed into powder.
Gu An's figure emerged from the other side, still on the altar, but in a different direction.
And as he emerged, one of the five meat mountains in the distance collapsed directly, turned into a pile of flesh and blood, and fell down softly, no longer wriggling.
However, just after completing the substitution, before he could move, Gu An's body began to freeze again, as if he could not completely get rid of the substitution.
The sky full of ice blades, also charged up, also chased down.
Yuan Shen Da Xiu, there are many ways to save life, but in the desperate moves, there are also many ways to prevent this kind of.
Even at the earthly immortal level, this kind is even more exaggerated.
For example, those who are proficient in reincarnation can keep their bloodline endless and fight for the dead.
However, this does not mean that you can rest easy. If someone casts a shocking spell, your entire bloodline will be directly destroyed, and your means will be useless.
Gu An, who was already in a bad state, lost the initiative in the face of the siege of three Yuanshen masters. The result can be imagined.
He fought a few times, and was frozen again, breaking into pieces.
His figure emerged again, still on the altar, and another meat mountain in the distance lost its sound.
He seemed to be unable to leave the altar easily?
"Five ghosts to replace my life?"
In an instant, the sky full of ice blades began to cover the attack, covering the other three deformed and immobile ghost baby meat mountains.
"How dare you!"
Gu An shouted while he was exhausted from dealing with the attacks of the three dragon turtles.
However, he was stern and had no way to deal with the siege of the three turtles.
Everyone was at the same level, and he was still half-disabled, and it was three against one, and he had the first move.
If there is no overwhelming advantage, the three people of Gui Ling'er's family have lived in vain for the past seven or eight thousand years.
Wang Zijia played a supporting role, constantly disrupting the altar, not allowing Gu An to have a chance to communicate with the altar in this chaotic battle.
"Hmm?"
"Huh?"
At this time, the besieged three turtles and Wang Zijia all looked at the strange bamboo house not far from the valley.
Gui Cheng's mind moved, and the frost power that froze everything spread lightning throughout the valley.
"Swish!"
In an instant, a figure grabbed something and hurriedly flew out of the house and fled quickly.
"Looking for death!"
After Gui Cheng confirmed that there were other people sneaking in, his expression turned cold.
The mana in his body surged, and the lightning spread to the whole world.
Although he can't achieve the exaggerated effect of freezing thousands of miles and even freezing space like Gui Ling's mother did back then, the ground is only a few dozen miles in size at this moment, not much bigger than the size of the three of them.
To them, it was a palm-sized place.
Therefore, in an instant, the entire world of bloody lava rolled and entered the Ice Age, as if the world was about to be frozen.
The figure that was fleeing stopped instantly, and it was Xuanming who sneaked in right after him.
He was quite courageous. Seeing such a big battle, he didn't run away directly, but wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
Unfortunately, the place was too small, and Wang Zijia was also very proficient in hiding, so the other party was pulled out as soon as he entered the hut.
He was trembling all over at this moment, with frost on his eyebrows, and looked at Wang Zijia and the three dragon turtles from a distance.
He gritted his teeth, turned his hand and stabbed his chest with a sword.
"Fight!"
The long sword pierced through his chest, and the surging sword energy burst out, directly tearing him apart and drowning him. In the blink of an eye, he turned into powder and disappeared without leaving any trace.
Wang Zijia and the three turtles of Gui Ling'er frowned together, but the person had completely left.
'A cultivator from the Central Immortal Realm? It's really hard to deal with! '
Finding that the person had already run away, Wang Zijia did not chase him.
This person's background is not simple at first glance. If he is pushed to the limit, who knows what big boss will appear!
To be precise, any god who can cross the domain, except for those who are lucky, the background of others cannot be simple.
And strictly speaking, there is no hatred between the two, but it is just a conflict of interest.
Under such a change, Gui Cheng probably felt that he had lost face in front of his grandfather and mother, and his whole body of magic power surged, not only freezing the whole world, but also the space seemed to be frozen by him.
Gu An, who was already lingering on, was besieged like this and finally came to the end.
After another freezing and breaking, he failed to transform, and his bones scattered with the breaking of the ice.
Instantly, a dark, deformed ghost of the soul escaped from his body.
Unfortunately, the people who had been prepared did not give his soul a chance to escape. They froze it in place and sealed it several times before stopping.
"Father!"
"Grandpa!"
"Grandpa!"
Gui Linger brought Gui Cheng and Gui Yu, and the three turtles floated down.
Wang Zijia did not wait for them to ask, and quickly said: "This is the forbidden secret land of the Zangling Sect. This should be the previous sect master."
As he spoke, his mind moved slightly, and he passed some basic information to the three turtles.
After Gui Linger understood the general situation, he said vigorously:
"Then there is no time to waste. Please cast a spell and send us to your body to destroy the core of the formation first. For the aftermath of this place, please ask the logistics team to come!"
Wang Zijia nodded, and with the same quick wave of his hand, he sealed it into three pages again with the active cooperation of the three people and moved away.
At the moment of Gu An's death, they didn't have much time, and the attack on the Zangling Sect had entered the countdown stage.
Wang Zijia sent the three of them to the main control room, and then he looked at the ice sculpture of the Yuanshen in front of him.