As soon as Dan Yangzi finished speaking, Shen Luo's voice suddenly rang out in his sea of consciousness:
"To be honest, I have fought with that Bigu monk before. His cultivation is not that great, but his escape skills are quite good. I hope you will not underestimate him."
Danyangzi was slightly stunned when he heard this, because this time Shen Luo only transmitted the message to him alone.
"I see, thanks for the reminder." He responded.
Basically, everyone had no objection to Lu Huaming's arrangement, so they began to wait with bated breath.
Soon, several people in the barrier began to make hand gestures and activate the magic circle.
As an obscure chanting sound came from Xuan Xiao and the others, the seven small bone temples in the Seven Lamp Soul-Guiding Formation began to light up one after another, and two balls of ghostly green fire lit up in the eye sockets of every human skull in them.
From the clusters of slightly swaying flames, there were faint wisps of black smoke floating out, spreading several feet above the entire magic circle, and gradually gathered into a black cloud.
The cloud was filled with evil aura, and vaguely one could see a chaotic vortex gradually forming.
At this moment, Xuan Xiao suddenly opened his eyes and pointed his finger forward. Then a bit of blood shot out from his fingertips and hit one of the altars in the Jingguan.
Madam Miao and the Blood Boy also took action, lighting up other altars with blood lights.
As the few people moved, a blood-red beam of light rose simultaneously from the seven Jingguan altars and went straight to the black clouds above.
The moment the black cloud was connected to the light column, a layer of red light appeared inside. The blood-red vortex that had just formed immediately began to spin rapidly, and a strong pulling force emanated from it.
The magic power of Xuan Xiao and the other two who were sitting around the altar suddenly surged out like a tide, and each of them circled up along one of the blood-colored light pillars and entered the vortex of blood clouds in the sky.
"Light up the seven stars, lead with the blood evil, hurry." Xuan Xiao shouted.
The blood cloud in the air suddenly began to stir wildly, and streams of extremely dense and evil black air madly flowed out from the vortex, filling the entire space of the barrier.
Shen Luo narrowed his eyes and looked intently inside through the light curtain.
As a result, two huge purple-colored feet were seen slowly descending from the blood cloud, each wearing an anklet with huge white beads.
"Such a powerful evil spirit, is this the most powerful ghost king in the Yinling Mountain ancient tomb?" Shen Luo hesitated in his heart.
At this moment, he suddenly saw clearly that the white anklets on the two feet were not made of beads, but snow-white and flawless skulls.
As the huge figure gradually emerged, the blood light covering Xuan Xiao and the other two in the formation became more and more intense. The expressions on the three of them were not relaxed, and it seemed that they were under considerable pressure.
"Now, take action!" At this time, Lu Huaming's voice suddenly sounded.
Shen Luo and Dan Yangzi, who had been prepared, moved at the same time, one to the left and one to the right respectively, bypassed the barrier light curtain in the middle, and killed towards Lu Qing and Feng Shui.
The moonlight flickered under Shen Luo's feet, and his body turned into an afterimage. His speed was twice as fast as Dan Yangzi's. He quickly rushed in front of Lu Qing, raised his palm and slapped it downwards. A yellow seal flew out and shone brightly in the air.