Digging up spiritual roots and seizing blood? You scumbags, wait and tremble.

Regardless of who they were, the monks who had just been standing in front of the mural watching the exercises now gathered around and looked at the huge sarcophagus in the middle with caution.

Although the sound seemed to come from all directions, everyone felt that it came from the huge sarcophagus in the middle.

"Junior sister, what should we do?" someone asked Zhong Ran.

Zhong Ran didn't say anything, his eyes scanning the surroundings from time to time.

There were six stone coffins placed around, and black mist was faintly seeping out from the gaps in the coffin lids.

"Senior Brother Liu, this time, I'm afraid everyone will owe you a favor."

Zhong Ran said quietly, "If I'm not mistaken, black mist is leaking out of those sarcophagi. This black mist will gradually confuse the minds of the monks, causing them to actively walk over and provide them with nutrients."

"Hehe, little girl, you know a lot, don't you?"

"Come here, I just need a last-ditch disciple. If you become my disciple, you will become famous throughout the Xuanming Continent."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Xuanming Continent? What kind of place was that?

Could it be that the Taihuang Secret Realm is not only connected to Fengming Continent, but also to other continents?

This news was too explosive for everyone, and everyone's expression changed unpredictably.

Zhong Ran shook his head decisively: "That won't do. I already have a master, and we've never even heard of the Xuanming Continent you're talking about."

"what?"

I don’t know what Zhong Ran said that stimulated him, but the voice suddenly rose several degrees, making his ears buzz.

Everyone subconsciously stepped back, trying to see if they could open the door and escape.

"Don't touch the stone door. Don't touch anything inside at this time."

Zhong Ran suddenly shouted, "Don't move anymore. The formation in the entire stone chamber has been activated. If you take one step, it might turn into nutrients."

While shouting, she quickly formed seals with her hands, and she condensed a series of array patterns, which quickly formed a net in the air, covering everyone's heads.

"Genius formation master!" The voice sounded again: "Little girl, I am really interested in you now, so I will choose you."

The huge sarcophagus lid in the middle suddenly moved with a long and sharp sound.

Then, one after another, ghost heads with bared fangs and claws flew out from the sarcophagus and pounced on the crowd. They were so dense that the atmosphere in the stone chamber instantly became gloomy and cold.

Everyone was shocked and took out their weapons to attack and resist.

There are thirteen people here in total, and the strongest one at the moment should be Liu Cangming.

When everyone took out their weapons to attack, they discovered that these people were almost all at the Nascent Soul stage.

Some people also used fireballs, throwing them at the ghost's head, but the effect was not great.

Liu Cangming had not taken any action yet. He had been observing these ghosts and asked Zhong Ran softly.

"Junior Sister, what did he mean when he said you were his? Did he want to take over your body?"

Zhong Ran chuckled: "He must be misleading us with that. Do you think a grown man is really willing to live in the body of a young girl?"

Liu Cangming was startled and instantly straightened up and looked at her.

"What do you mean?"

Zhong Ran turned his head to look at him, with a half-smile: "If I'm not mistaken, his target should be one of you, and among them, you are the most likely."

A black mace suddenly appeared in Liu Cangming's hand, and no one knew what material it was made of.

The spiritual power in his body surged, and a black energy wave emerged from the black mace, smashing hard at a ghost head that was rushing towards him.

With one blow, the ghost's head was smashed and dissipated in the room.

His strength is indeed the strongest among these people, and he can unleash the combat power of the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Ling Ziqiong formed seals with his hands and wanted to join the battle, but was stopped by Zhong Ran.

"Wood spirit roots represent vitality. Your attacks are great nutrients for these ghosts, so it's better to save them."

The other monks heard her words and stared at Ling Ziqiong as if giving a warning.

"Stinky girl, when we get hurt later, you heal us."

The person who spoke was the bearded young man. He was holding a large axe, which emitted khaki energy fluctuations.

This is a powerful cultivator with earth spiritual roots. Every swing of his axe can chop off several ghost heads.

But the energy from the chopped-off ghost heads would quickly condense into new ghost heads and continue to attack them.

A steady stream.

"Hiss!" A monk was not paying attention and was bitten on the arm by a ghost. He shook it hard to get rid of the ghost.

But he felt his strength disappearing quickly, and he was so scared that he shouted, "Help me!"

The man next to him swung his sword at the ghost's head, chopping it off and saving his life.

He roared with a pale face and lingering fear: "Everyone be careful, if you get bitten, it will quickly devour the energy in our bodies."

If the cultivator next to him had not reacted quickly, he would have dropped a level of cultivation in a short while.

too frightening.

Because of his experience, the other monks also became alert and stared at the ghost heads carefully.

There was a talisman master in the crowd. He threw out a few fire talismans from time to time, which could burn a few ghost heads.

But because of his fire talisman, he aroused the anger of the ghosts, and countless ghost heads rushed towards him.

Everyone gathered in a circle, with two female monks, Zhong Ran and Ling Ziqiong, in the middle of the circle.

Everyone knows that although Zhong Ran is a genius, her combat power is actually zero, and she is still needed here, so everyone subconsciously protects her in the middle.

Ling Ziqiong is with Zhong Ran, and she has wood spiritual roots, so she can heal everyone when necessary.

However, such intensive attacks from the ghost heads gradually made it difficult for people to withstand them.

They broke up the ghost heads and quickly gathered them together again.

But after being bitten by the ghost head, they will be seriously injured quickly, which is a completely unequal battle.

"Fighting like this is not a solution at all. Junior Sister, what should we do?"

Zhong Ran said faintly: "Devouring!"

"Brother Liu, please retreat to the center and start practicing, absorbing this energy for your own use."

Senior Brother Liu's expression changed, but he didn't stop attacking.

"Junior Sister, I have dark spiritual roots, not these Netherworld Death Qi."

There is also dark spiritual energy in it, but it is mixed with the death energy of the underworld. He can indeed devour it, but he will be in big trouble later.

"Death energy from the underworld?" Zhong Ran felt that the atmosphere in here was dull and depressing, and she herself felt a little uncomfortable.

But if you say that this is deathly aura, it is different from the aura emanating from Zhong Yan.

At least, she had swallowed so much gas to practice, but had never encountered this special gas.

However, she could vaguely determine that the strong man here was once an evil cultivator.

Only these evil monks like to practice these weird things.

"Yes, the Netherworld's deathly aura is not something that everyone can withstand."

Liu Cangming kept swinging the mace in his hand, beating up one ghost after another, while explaining to her.