For monks below the realm of Tongxuan, the true spirit cannot be manifested. Only after breaking through the mysterious gate and attaining Tongxuan can one's true spirit be manifested.

Judging from Nan Youyue's appearance, the true spirit in the bottle must have something to do with her, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to such trouble to sneak into the interior of Wuzhuang Mountain.

Just as he was thinking secretly in his heart, Nan Youyue suddenly spoke with a somewhat sad tone.

"You must be curious about whose true spirit this is, right? It doesn't hurt to tell you, this is my master."

"Master?"

Liang Yan was even more surprised and asked: "Why did your master's true spirit come to Wuzhuang Mountain? It still looks so weak..."

"That's what I'm looking into as well."

Nan Youyue turned around, looked at Liang Yan, and said solemnly: "Since the master disappeared, I have been secretly investigating, and all the clues I got show that..."

She was just halfway through her words when she suddenly saw Liang Yantong shrink back and shout to her:

"Watch your back!"

Seeing his expression, Nan Youyue reacted immediately, her body lit up with a protective aura, and at the same time she hugged the green bamboo lantern tightly in her arms, then jumped up and dodged to the side.

But the moment she moved, a huge force came from behind, shattering her protective aura and hitting her directly.

boom!

After a muffled sound, Nan Youyue was knocked out. Although she was reminded by Liang Yan and had already protected her whole body with body-protecting spiritual light in advance, she was still beaten until blood spurted from the mouth and her hair was disheveled.

However, after all, she was also a monk who had survived the second calamity. Although she was severely injured first, she remained calm in the face of danger. She turned around in mid-air and threw a pair of jade ring magic weapons with her backhand.

It was at this moment that she saw the vision behind her clearly.

What he saw was a ball of gray gas, condensing into a big hand in mid-air. The power was extremely terrifying. The palm he just hit on his back caused the blood and energy in his body to surge, and even his meridians were damaged.

The jade ring magic weapon rushed into the air, blooming with jasper glow, like a clear stream of water, covering the entire secret room.

The big hand was illuminated by the jasper glow and turned into gray gas again, and soon disappeared.

But before Nan Youyue could calm down, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling sounded again in the secret room. From the cracks in the wall and the floor, headless evil ghosts came out one by one, bared their teeth and claws, and rushed towards Nan Youyue.

.

Nan Youyue just took a slap from the big gray hand, and her body was already injured. Now she was haunted by evil spirits, which aggravated the injuries in her body, and she was unable to organize an effective counterattack for a while.

At this moment, a ray of sword light shot out from the side, killing all the evil ghosts approaching Nan Youyue. Then the sword light flew quickly, and another sword pierced the evil ghost that jumped on Nan Youyue's arm.

Nan Youyue got a chance to breathe, flew back, and at the same time took out the flute from the storage ring, put it to her mouth and started playing.

The flute sounded, and the headless evil ghosts stood there one by one. After a moment, they started killing each other. In just a few breaths, the evil ghosts in the secret room had already been killed and wounded countless times, and there was no more energy left to chase them.

Southern Moon.

However, Nan Youyue suddenly stopped playing the flute halfway, lowered her head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"poisonous!"

Her legs were weak, her consciousness was a little unclear, she could no longer support herself, and her whole body was crumbling.

At this moment, there was a gust of breeze blowing beside her. She reluctantly opened her eyes and saw Liang Yan rushing over and reaching out to support her.

"Be careful, that gray gas is...poisonous!" Nan Youyue tried her best to remind Liang Yan.

"I know."

Liang Yan held Nan Youyue with one hand and performed a sword technique with the other.

The Mayfly Sword Pill hung beside him, looking ready.

"There are restrictions on that white jade bottle. It should have been left by the owner of this secret room." Liang Yan said with a solemn expression.

"I was careless..." Nan Youyue looked a little regretful.

"You recover well and I will deal with the dangers here."

As Liang Yanzheng was speaking, another change occurred in the secret room. Wisps of turbid air spread out from the cracks in the wall, turning into strange and vicious runes in mid-air, surrounding the two of them.

At the same time, the door to the secret room slammed shut, and a gray-black glow covered the wall.

"You don't want us to leave."

When Liang Yan saw this scene, he sneered in his heart.

He pinched the magic formula, and the Mayfly Sword Pill turned into a blue sword light, and actively slashed at the gray runes in mid-air.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the runes were chopped into pieces by the sword light, but countless black spots appeared in the sword light, as if they were contaminated with something dirty.

"not good!"

Liang Yan's expression changed drastically.

At this time, he finally saw the power of these runes. These were not ordinary restrictions, but the legendary "Ghost Path Talisman"!

At the same time as he cut the runes with his sword, all the runes around him that were not enveloped by the sword light fell down, and the cold power filled the air, like an ice cave, trying to freeze the two of them to death here...
Chapter completed!