When they were still 500 miles away from the Feng family, Fang Guangjun stopped, as this place was already the Feng family's sphere of influence.
Feng Tao had previously received information from her family saying that the other side had two underworld ghosts in the late stage of foundation building. This distance was just beyond the edge of their spiritual sense detection, making it difficult for the other side to control and detect them.
This is based on common sense. No one believes that it is such a coincidence to encounter two alien beings with spiritual awareness beyond common sense. That would be too bad luck.
However, Fang Guangjun and his five companions did not know that they had indeed encountered some strange creatures, but they were not those ghosts from the underworld, but people around them.
At this moment, this person has already extended his spiritual sense and is carefully observing the legendary ghost. This is his first time facing a real thing from the underworld.
Fang Guangjun spoke in a low voice, completely unaware.
"Master Feng, please send a message to your ancestor now, tell us the approximate location, and ask about the current situation over there, and how we need to cooperate..."
The distance was too far, and Fang Guangjun, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, could not sense the specific situation of those ghosts in the underworld, and he felt helpless.
Soon, they got a reply from the Feng family. The fighting there was fierce. When Feng Tao learned that the Feng family was still safe for the time being, his eyes were filled with tears.
The Feng family quickly came up with a plan, requiring Fang Guangjun and his men to sneak over at noon the next day.
Noon is the time when Yang energy is at its strongest, and it is also the time when the ghosts in the underworld are the weakest in the day.
At that time, their combat effectiveness would drop by 20% to 30%, which would be the best time to take action.
Tang Tian had been eager to try out this plan. Nothing unusual happened along the way, which made him feel a little disappointed instead of expectant.
He regarded this trip as an experience and training, and at this moment Li Yan was carefully observing the battle situation over there. In the middle of the night, he seemed to have fallen asleep.
This made Feng Tao speechless.
At noon the next day, outside the Feng family, there were sudden explosions that shook the sky, mixed with the sound of ghosts crying into the sky.
For a moment, the whole world was filled with gloomy air, and sharp howling sounds continued to break through the dark clouds. Here, Li Yan also saw these underworld ghosts up close.
Although he had already observed it for a long time in his spiritual consciousness, such close contact still made him feel a little scalp-tingling.
The three ghosts from the underworld who were at the foundation-building stage leading the group stood out particularly in the dim and bleak sunlight.
A ghost is a skeleton covered with skin. There is no flesh or blood on the skin, which is tightly attached to the skeleton.
His skin was as pale as if it had been soaked in water for decades, with a hint of green in the white, and a few sparse yellowish-brown hairs on his bald head.
The clothes on his body were already tattered and covered with a lot of sticky mud. He held a long white flag in his hand, and when he waved it, hideous heads would fly out one after another.
These heads were either bleeding from all seven orifices, extremely hideous, or had only two empty holes for eyes, with sharp teeth opening and closing to emit a large amount of green air...
Li Yan couldn't tell what race this ghost was in its previous life.
The other two powerful ghosts from the underworld, one had no skin on its body, with flesh and blood and tendons visible, like a skinned monster. As it walked, thick blood from its body kept dripping onto the ground.
Wherever they passed, there was no grass growing, and the stench was so strong that it made people want to vomit.
The last foundation-building ghost was the most erratic in its movements. It should be a soul ghost. It looked like a thin and evil woman with disheveled hair, triangular eyes, and only two small black holes on the bridge of its nose.
The ten fingers on her hands were all pitch black, like ten long sharp hooks. Any Feng family disciple who fought against her would have their stomachs ripped open by a single scratch from her.
She twisted and pulled with one finger, and while the other party let out an extremely shrill howl, she wrapped a piece of colorful intestine around her finger, swung it, and pulled the other party up into the sky like a kite.
All of a sudden, in the surrounding sky and earth, the other organs in the monk's abdomen fell to the ground like broken rain. This vicious method scared all the monks of the nearby Feng family so much that their faces turned pale.
As soon as noon arrived, Fang Guangjun and his men, together with the monks of the Feng family, launched a pincer attack from both inside and outside at the same time, and the battle between the two sides instantly reached its climax.
The strength of the two foundation-building ghosts of the Feng family was similar to that of the two ghosts in the underworld, but the situation was drastically different after the other side had one more foundation-building ghost, even though the other side was only in the initial stage of cultivation.
This also caused a huge gap in the strength of both sides. A lot of family disciples were killed in the past few days, which made the Feng family very sad and angry.
Now with external help, all his anger was immediately vented.
Fang Guangjun's goal was very clear. He immediately held down the ghost in the early stage of foundation building. He might not have the strength to kill it immediately, but there was no problem in holding him back.
In the gloomy sky and earth, various explosion sounds continued, and lights of various colored spiritual weapons, magic weapons, and talisman papers rose and fell.
After Li Yan dragged a ghost, he took him to the edge of the battlefield, and then looked at other people secretly with interest.
In the distance, Tang Tian was also very powerful. He fought three ghosts from the underworld alone. For a moment, he was not at a disadvantage at all, and he seemed to be getting braver as the battle went on.
These three ghosts were only at the eighth or ninth level of Qi Condensation, so Tang Tian still had some energy left.
Not far from Tang Tian, Wu Yizhen was fighting a zombie.
Tian Denghu's situation seemed a bit embarrassing. At the very beginning, he rushed towards the ghost group without any hesitation and got into contact with two ghosts at the beginning.
Fortunately, the subsequent ghosts were dragged back by the Feng family disciples who arrived, otherwise, he would have been instantly submerged in the group of ghosts.
Now, he was under the attack of two ghosts. In less than a breath, he was in danger from the left and right. He began to approach the Feng family monks quickly. And the result of all this was actually due to the good timing. Those ghosts in the underworld who could still come out at this moment were already very powerful.
They need to divert 20% or even more of their Yin energy to resist the extreme Yang energy at noon. Invisibly, their strength has been greatly reduced. Otherwise, Tang Tian's current situation might not be like this.
Two days ago, the Feng family had the idea of taking advantage of the midday sun to kill these ghosts, but the extra ghost in the early stage of foundation building on the other side roamed around without any restrictions.
Even though the two ancestors of the Feng family were able to occasionally escape the attacks of the other two ghosts with the help of good luck, the result of that battle still caused the Feng family to suffer a not-so-small loss.
If it were midnight now, even if Fang Guangjun and his men took action, even if these few people joined in, their chances of winning would not be more than 60%.
Not long after the war started, Feng Tao took the opportunity to quickly approach an ancestor of the family. When she threw the treasure on her body to the ancestor, the battle soon came to an end.
The three powerful underworld ghosts were already having a very hard time fighting against the extremely yang energy, and now they are no longer restrained by the missing foundation-building ghost.
Under the midday sun, these ghosts were no longer able to cope with the situation.
When the ancestor of the Feng family suddenly sacrificed a long black nail, the situation on the battlefield suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse.
The long black nail was made of unknown material. It came and went silently and as fast as lightning.
The two ghosts from the underworld were tightly entangled by the two ancestors of the Feng family. The long black spikes were like maggots on the tarsal bones, and no matter how the opponent dodged, they could not resist.
Often, when attacked by the ancestors of the Feng family, their movements would instantly become frozen, making it impossible to escape.
In less than ten breaths, the two foundation-building ghosts were pierced through the body by the long black nail one after another. Amidst the shrill howls of the two ghosts, their bodies quickly turned into a pool of dirty water.
Then the two elders of the Feng family put it directly into two porcelain bottles and quickly sealed them with talisman paper.
The moment the long black spikes appeared, the foundation-building ghost who was fighting with Fang Guangjun in the distance felt a chill in her heart. She could already feel the breath of death in her heart.
A hint of human fear appeared on the thin, evil woman's face.
Fang Guangjun, who was sitting opposite her, was also startled. He had also seen Feng Tao throwing something at the ancestor of the Feng family.
He also knew that Feng Tao had a magic weapon on him, but he didn't expect that the power of this magic weapon was so great. Fang Guangjun's eyes flashed with strange colors.
The movement from the Feng family's ancestor also alarmed other people in the distance. Many people looked over there. When they saw the final result, all the Feng family cultivators were overjoyed.
In fact, the moment Feng Tao took out the long black nails, Li Yan immediately felt a sealed fierce aura, but this aura required at least the cultivation level of a fake dan to be sensed.
When the ancestor of the Feng family cast a spell and sacrificed the long black nails, Li Yan couldn't help but sneer in his heart. This Feng Tao is not as innocent as she looks on the surface.
This is not the magic weapon she mentioned that is specifically used to deal with ghosts in the underworld. It is clearly a very powerful magic weapon. A magic weapon is one level higher than a magic weapon.
Even a foundation-building cultivator would be jealous of this thing.
"The importance of Feng Tao to the Feng family is self-evident. They even put a magic weapon on her for self-defense."
However, Feng Tao did not completely lie. Li Yan's consciousness quickly attached to the long black nails. He sensed an indescribable evil force on the long nails, and his soul felt a little chilled.
"This is indeed a thing that can restrain the ghosts in the underworld, and it is a magic weapon that can specifically pin down souls!"
In about ten breaths, two powerful ghosts died, and the ghost in the early stage of foundation building that was fighting with Fang Guangjun in the distance trembled violently.
This ghost was none other than the fastest, erratic, tall and thin evil woman in the form of a soul.
At this time, Fang Guangjun's movements seemed to pause for a moment because of the appearance of the long black nails.
The ghost of the thin and evil woman reacted extremely quickly. It turned into a faint shadow in an instant and flew quickly to the back of the Feng family.
By the time Fang Guangjun reacted the next moment, the thin and evil woman's soul had already disappeared into the sky.
The ancestor of the Feng family had been extremely angry for the past few days, and all his strength in the late stage of foundation building had exploded. In an instant, he also disappeared into the horizon...
Half an incense stick later, the Feng family's protective formation that had been opened for several days finally dissipated its light, revealing a large castle inside.
As for all the ghosts from the underworld outside the castle, except for the thin and evil woman ghost who was seriously injured by the ancestor of the Feng family but still escaped, 70% of the other ghosts were killed, and the rest were captured one by one by the monks of the Feng family.
Seeing the joyful expressions of the Feng family cultivators as they looked at the captured ghosts, outsiders like Li Yan knew that these living ghosts must be of great help to the Feng family disciples' cultivation.
However, after this battle, plus the casualties in the previous few days, nine disciples of the Feng family had already died, and almost everyone else was injured.
Soon, the ancestor of the Feng family handed the rest of the matters to Uncle Feng Tao San to handle, and then took Fang Guangjun and his party into the castle.
At this time, Feng Tao and Zuo Yi were standing in front of the castle gate. The castle gate was already wide open. Feng Tao was talking to a young monk about twenty years old with a happy look on his face.
The cultivation level of that young cultivator was also very strong. He had already reached the great perfection of the Qi Condensation Stage and it was time for him to build his foundation.
As the Feng family's ancestor and his entourage approached, the distance between them was only a thousand feet. Li Yan just didn't want to listen. With his level of cultivation, even though the voice over there was low, he could still hear it clearly.