Cultivation: Start with a Spiritual Plant Space

At this moment, the hall was deep and dark, and the evil energy was as thick as ink, spreading wildly and wantonly.

The candlelight on the wall swayed wildly under the fierce attack of the evil spirit, emitting a strange and dark light, which made the eerie and terrifying atmosphere even more intense.

Those descendants of hidden families whose souls were controlled by evil spirits exuded a disgusting stench all over their bodies.

Strands of black evil energy twisted and turned like nimble snakes, tightly wrapping around them.

Their eyes were bloodshot and lifeless, yet filled with endless madness and brutality.

At the same time, its wide-open mouth kept emitting strange and terrifying roars, and saliva dripped from the corners of its mouth like a waterfall, emitting an unbearable stench.

The jagged teeth were exposed hideously, and in the dim light, they flashed a chilling cold light.

This scene is like a crazy massacre at the end of the world.

Even though everyone present was experienced and accustomed to big scenes, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva and their hearts were tense.

At this moment, this group of zombie disciples, who were surrounded by evil spirits and exuding a foul smell, rushed over as fast as wolves.

Li Fan's eyes flashed, and he instantly launched the Health-preserving Fist, sending out a whistling fist.

He had reached the Skin Refining Stage by now, and his entire body was emitting a faint glow, just like a majestic god of war.

With one punch, he knocked a zombie disciple who was rushing towards him away.

The disciple was hit hard in the chest and flew backwards like a cannonball, then slammed into the wall behind him.

In an instant, dust flew up and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the wall.

The power of this punch is terrifying!

However, the evil spirit on the opponent was too strong, and Li Fan's fist was inevitably stained with a trace of evil spirit.

The evil energy was like a cunning little black snake, constantly twisting and trying to erode his skin.

He snorted angrily, shook his arms vigorously, and shook off the evil spirit.

Fortunately, his skin was as tough as iron at this time and could not be penetrated by anything, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

He immediately warned Ji Moxue and the others behind him loudly: "Don't let these evil spirits get close to you!"

As he spoke, his figure was as fast as lightning, and he bravely rushed towards the group of zombie disciples again.

His punches were as fast as the wind and as swift as lightning, forcing the zombie disciples to retreat in a panic.

In a moment, another seven or eight zombie disciples were knocked away by him.

With such bravery, he actually advanced several feet forward among the surging zombie horde.

Wherever it passed, a brief vacuum of peace was formed.

The zombie disciples around him were all knocked to the ground by his fierce punches.

Ji Moxue and others followed Li Fan closely.

She held her weapon tightly in her hand, her eyes alert, ready to provide support at any time.

Once any zombie disciple attempts to approach, he will attack decisively and show no mercy.

Qingxue was no less impressive, waving the spear in his hand like a dragon emerging from the sea, with a resolute and fearless aura, and each move was quick and decisive.

Their heroic protection ensured the safety of the village chief and others.

When Nalan Qing, Tuoba Hu and Murong Ling opened their eyes, they saw that most of the disciples were corroded by evil spirits. Their faces instantly became so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out.

Without hesitation, they led the remaining thirty or so family members to retreat to the entrance of the hall at the risk of their lives, and their actions were ruthless and merciless.

The long sword in Nalan Qing's hand flashed with cold light. Every time a cold light flashed, a zombie disciple fell down with a scream.

Tuoba Hu was tall and strong, and he swung the sword in his hand with great force. Every swing was like thunder, chopping the zombie disciples into pieces of flesh and blood.

Murong Ling was as agile as a fox, with the folding fan in his hand flying, and he also killed the approaching zombie disciples instantly.

At this moment, no one cares about the friendship between fellow disciples, and they only want to protect themselves.

However, the three of them were only concerned with killing the enemies themselves, completely ignoring the lives of the disciples behind them.

As a result, another seven or eight disciples were killed by the zombie disciples and torn into pieces, with blood splattered everywhere and the smell of blood was so strong that it was nauseating.

When they retreated to the gate, they saw Li Fan killing zombie disciples in large numbers, and they immediately became furious.

Murong Ling had suffered at the hands of Li Fan before, and now he was even more furious. He immediately shouted, "Stop, you bastard! How dare you do such a cruel thing? These are disciples of my hidden family!"

Li Fan continued to kill the approaching zombie disciples while sneering, "Haha, what a joke! If I don't fight back, am I going to be killed by these mad beasts?"

Murong Ling gnashed his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment. "Who are you calling a beast, you lowly person? How dare you be so presumptuous! People like you are best off surrendering and waiting to be killed."

As he said this, he was about to rush up and argue with Li Fan.

But he was grabbed by Tuoba Hu.

"Quit first and then talk!"

Tuoba Hu thought to himself that arguing at this moment would only make the situation worse.

Nalan Qing also said: "This is not the time to argue. We can settle this account later."

Murong Ling glared at Li Fan fiercely and had to continue retreating towards the door with the crowd.

Li Fan snorted in his heart, is this the arrogance of the children of a secluded family?

Let's wait and see who will have the last laugh in the end.

However, at this time, the evil energy gradually gathered and caused an evil energy resonance.

I saw the strands of evil energy intertwining and entangled with each other, and finally condensed into an indestructible wall of evil energy, sealing the door of the hall tightly.

The black light on the evil wall flickered, containing an unfathomable evil force, ruthlessly blocking everyone's escape.

Li Fan gritted his teeth, his eyes became more determined, and his punches were as fierce as a tiger descending from the mountain, extremely powerful and each punch hit the flesh.

Each punch was as powerful as thunder, instantly repelling the zombie disciples standing in front of him.

But driven by evil spirits, more zombie disciples continued to pour in.

The situation became increasingly dangerous, and Li Fan became extremely anxious.

"This is not a solution. We must find a way to break through."

While bravely fighting off the enemy, he quickly scanned the surrounding situation.

Suddenly I found that one side of the hall seemed to be a little weak.

I couldn't help but get excited and shouted, "Follow me, this way!"

As he spoke, he led everyone to rush towards the weak point.

However, he ran into Zhao Tianming head-on.

This guy was actually possessed by an evil spirit, and his entire body was enveloped in a tangible evil aura.

The evil energy burned madly like a raging black flame.

The aura emanating from his body was so powerful that it was almost suffocating.

His eyes were flashing with a strange red light, his face was distorted like a devil, and he was laughing crazily.

"Hahaha, Li Fan, you're going to fall into my hands in the end!"

After saying that, he rushed over with a surge of evil energy.

Li Fan's heart sank, but there was no way out at this moment, so he could only bite the bullet and face it.

A thunderous punch was thrown out, hitting Zhao Tianming hard.

However, it was like hitting an extremely hard rock, unable to shake it at all, and instead made his arm numb.

Zhao Tianyang roared like thunder, and evil energy surged around him like a tide.

Li Fan didn't hesitate at all and quickly retreated using the recoil force.

He knew very well that if he were to be entangled by so much evil spirit, he would be in danger of death.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ji Moxue jumped out lightly, and the cold light of the magic sword in her hand flashed, piercing Zhao Tianyang's throat.

Zhao Tianyang was not in a hurry. He just turned slightly to the side and easily dodged the extremely sharp sword.

At the same time, he stretched out his arms, trying to trap Ji Moxue with evil energy.

Ji Moxue missed the attack and fell into trouble instead. She turned pale and was horrified.

At this time, Qingxue saw this and was not afraid at all. His eyes were full of determination. He held his spear like a dragon and came forward with an indomitable and resolute momentum to rescue them.

But the evil energy in Zhao Tianyang surged, instantly forming a solid black barrier that easily deflected the spear.

Qingxue was forced to take several steps back by the powerful recoil force, and the palms of his hands felt a sharp pain and were almost numb.

Li Fan's face darkened when he saw the two women lose in one round.

He quickly adjusted his state, rushed forward again, punched out, and instantly started fighting with Zhao Tianyang.

However, at this moment, Murong Ling took advantage of the fierce battle between Li Fan and the other two and Zhao Tianyang, and a hint of viciousness and pride flashed in his eyes.

He quietly passed several zombie disciples, suddenly stretched out his hands, and grabbed Zhao Tianyang, Qian Zhirou and others.

With a loud roar, he threw them into the center of the encirclement of zombie disciples.

This is like throwing out a very tempting and deadly bait.

The zombie disciples instantly shifted their targets and rushed forward like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, surrounding Zhao Tianyang and the others.

Qian Zhirou was so frightened that her face turned pale as paper and she kept screaming in terror.

Zhao Tianming and the others also looked extremely unhappy, thinking in their hearts that they might die here.

Murong Ling turned a blind eye to this and laughed wildly.

"Nalan Qing, Tuoba Hu, follow me!"

After saying that, he flashed and rushed out of the hall first.

Seeing this, Nalan Qing and Tuoba Hu hesitated for a moment, then followed without hesitation and left.

Li Fan gritted his teeth at the sight and cursed angrily, "Murong Ling, you shameless scum! Just wait for me."

But this was not the time to pursue the matter, so he had to give up the fight with Zhao Tianyang and turned around to rush back into the group of zombie disciples.

The health-preserving fist was launched fiercely, the fist wind whistled and rushed left and right, quickly repelling a group of zombie disciples.

At the same time, he kept throwing Zhao Tianming, Qian Zhirou and others to the village chief and others.

But in doing so, he was completely surrounded by zombie disciples.

Zhao Tianyang also laughed wildly and surrounded them again aggressively.

The situation suddenly became extremely critical.