Feng Xiao, who was in the corner, was also targeted by those ghosts, but the masculine energy in him was too strong, so not many ghosts came forward. Only a few with heavier yin energy came forward but did not dare to get close.
Because the fire phoenix that landed on Feng Xiao's shoulder released a powerful aura of oppression. The powerful ancient aura and the masculine energy of Feng Xiao made those ghosts dare not come forward.
Moreover, there is another reason, he is the ruler of the Phoenix Dynasty, and his aura is extremely impressive. Except for some very ferocious ghosts, ordinary ghosts dare not offend him.
Seeing that the ghosts were surrounding the sleeping person and didn't dare to approach, several casual cultivators on the second floor couldn't help but widen their eyes in astonishment: "Who on earth is that person? These ghosts are actually afraid of him?"
Even the old man had a look of surprise in his eyes, as if he had not expected to see such a scene. He originally thought that his strength was average, but now looking at this posture, it seemed that he had underestimated him.
Those ghosts couldn't do anything to Feng Xiao, but the wandering cultivators who were possessed by ghosts raised their swords and slashed at the sleeping Feng Xiao.
Seeing this, Huo Feng woke Feng Xiao up. Almost at the moment when Huo Feng's voice came out, Feng Xiao opened his eyes, drew the sword at his waist and chopped forward, blocking the attack of the wandering cultivator.
“Clang!”
"call out!"
He stood up suddenly, and an aura immediately emanated from him. It was the breath and pressure of a Martial Saint, strong and powerful, with the aura of a king who had been in a superior position for a long time, and his tiger eyes glared, fierce and captivating.
Before he became the ruler of the Phoenix Dynasty, he was a general who protected the country. He had amazing fighting ability and an aura that was even more fascinating. Now that he was eager to fight, almost the entire air on the second floor was affected.
The other people's eyes narrowed when they saw this. Isn't this person a Xuan Xiu? How could he have such a powerful aura
The old man stepped back and watched quietly. Looking at the current situation, he was the only accidental person in the entire inn.
"ah… "
The sharp sword chopped out mercilessly, and the fierce and fascinating momentum filled the air. The clanging sound of the swords clashing and the screams and howls of the ghosts were mixed in the ears...
A strong wind suddenly blew up, and the inn was blown to the point of being shaken. The wooden blocks on the roof fell down in the strong wind and air currents. Several large pillars supporting the inn were cut off by sword energy during the battle. With a loud bang, the whole inn collapsed in ruins in an instant.
At the same time, several figures flew up from the ruins, rushed out of the collapsed inn, and stood in the air in the midnight.
When Feng Xiao, who was standing in the air, saw the scene outside the inn, his face couldn't help but become solemn. Everywhere he looked, he could see ghosts everywhere. The whole mountain was filled with a gloomy atmosphere, and the sound of howling continued to be heard, which was very terrifying.
"It's really a place of thousands of ghosts..." He murmured softly, frowning slightly. He had no intention of getting involved in these things, but the current situation seemed to be beyond his control.
"Since we're here, let's get involved! Isn't that Yuanling Fruit said to be a good thing? Let's pick one and join in the fun." Huo Feng was staring at the front with great interest. Since he couldn't avoid it, he might as well grab some.