The madman goes down the mountain: I have five stunning masters

At this moment, Ye Lingyun felt something unusual.

The old man's walking movements were extremely stiff, with his knees and elbows not bent at all, really like a zombie.

Thinking back to the way he spoke just now, the voice seemed to be squeezed out from his chest, which was very strange.

The most important thing is that there is no breath of life on the old man at all.

The further we went, the thicker the fog became.

The smell of decay, decline and decay becomes stronger and stronger.

The evil eye automatically popped out on Ye Lingyun's forehead and began to absorb the breath in the gray fog.

After walking another fifty meters or so, there were fewer and fewer bone fragments on the ground, and the smell became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, something strange happened again.

Whoosh whoosh~

The bone fragments on the ground seemed to be controlled by someone, flying up and moving forward.

The old man in gray stopped and said, "We are almost there. There may be danger ahead. Be careful and don't get attacked."

"You finally stopped pretending."

Ye Lingyun chuckled: "You said you would take me to find a place to rest, and you just tricked him over to attack me."

"You treated me like a fish, but you probably got the wrong person as the fish."

"Don't think I don't know. The moment I landed just now, the attack was launched by you."

As he spoke, he rushed towards the old man on his sword, turned his body around, and punched the old man on the back of the head.

The old man reacted extremely quickly, swung the gray blade in his hand behind his shoulder, and slashed towards Ye Lingyun's fist.

Bang!

With a crackling sound, the gray blade was smashed into pieces by Ye Lingyun's punch.

The fist continued to move forward with unabated force, hitting the old man directly on the back of the head.

Bang!

The old man's head exploded like a watermelon, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

boom!

Ye Lingyun kicked the old man on the back again.

The old man's body shattered with a loud bang, bones flying everywhere, but still not a drop of blood flowed out.

Whoosh!

A gray skull about thirty centimeters long flew over Ye Lingyun's head and looked down at him: "Boy, you are in big trouble!"

"This is Ghost Mountain, not a place for you to run wild!"

As he spoke, the skull suddenly opened its mouth and bared its teeth at Ye Lingyun.

Oh oh oh!

A sharp sound wave suddenly rushed towards Ye Lingyun.

Ye Lingyun was prepared: "Here you go again!"

A gray gourd appeared in his hand, and a sharp sound wave also rebounded.

The two sound waves collided with each other, making an even more harsh and unpleasant sound, but the two sounds soon disappeared.

Seeing that the sound waves were ineffective, the gray skull roared angrily: "Boy, you have some skills, but it's useless. You will die here."

After saying that, the skull disappeared with a whoosh.

But then, a humming sound became louder and the gray mist began to roll violently.

Swish swish swish~

Countless skulls suddenly appeared in the gray mist, grinning at Ye Lingyun.

Woohoo~

Sharp sound waves came out of their mouths one after another, rushing towards Ye Lingyun's sea of ​​consciousness like a tidal wave.

For warriors with weak spirits, their sea of ​​consciousness would probably explode the moment the sound waves were emitted.

The soul attack is extremely strange, and it is impossible to defend against it without a soul treasure.

Ye Lingyun snorted coldly.

This time he was prepared.

Spiritual energy was input into the gourd crazily.

Buzz!

The gourd suddenly grew to be as tall as a person, and the diameter of the gourd mouth reached 20 centimeters. It flew into the air with a whoosh.

Just like last time, the gourd mouth did not make any sharp sound to counter these sound waves.

Instead, the gourd mouth produced a strong suction force, and a gray vortex appeared.

At the same time, an extremely strange sound wave appeared.

The sound waves were extremely gentle and not aggressive at all. But they contained some inexplicable meaning, as if someone was sitting in a gourd and chanting inexplicable words.

Something strange happened.

Those sound waves seemed to have found their hometown. The sound waves that were originally intended to attack Ye Lingyun turned around and rushed towards the gourd mouth.

Oh oh oh!

The sound waves instantly disappeared at the mouth of the gourd.

The sound of ghosts howling and wolves howling was heard, followed by bursts of sobbing coming from the gourd.

Then, the sound stopped abruptly, as if nothing had happened.

The slightly larger skull hiding behind the skull had green light flickering in its hollow eyes: "This kid is so fucking weird, and this gourd is a rare treasure!"

"As long as we kill him, we can get the treasure. We can also read this kid's memory!"

"Then the king will definitely reward me well."

"Hey hey hey!"

The skull laughed strangely and ordered the other skulls: "Grandsons, go and kill that guy!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The skulls all responded in unison, followed by bursts of sharp sound waves.

This time the sound waves were more than twice as powerful as the previous attack.

In the gray fog, one could see with the naked eye gray cow-hair needles, densely packed together, shooting towards Ye Lingyun.

People who don’t understand think these are just attacks from ordinary needles.

Only those with strong souls know that these are not physical attacks at all, but attacks from soul needles that are extremely condensed from the soul.

This attack ignores any defense and can directly attack a person's soul.

No matter how strong you are, you cannot resist the attack of these gray needles without effective measures.

Ye Lingyun snorted coldly: "Is this your strongest attack?"

"You are too naive in front of my gourd. This is your doom!"

At this moment he discovered that there was still a faint unconscious soul remaining in these skulls, controlling the skulls to launch sonic attacks.

If Ye Lingyun didn’t have a treasure in his hand, his sea of ​​consciousness would have been shattered by these sound waves and he would have turned into a walking corpse.

Even if a warrior with a weaker soul among the Martial Saints comes here, he will surely die.

Ye Lingyun pointed.

The gourd moved upwards for more than ten meters, then turned over with the gourd mouth facing downwards.

Ye Lingyun leaped onto the gourd, sat cross-legged, slapped the gourd with one hand, and shouted, "Take it!"

Immediately, wooooooo!

A whirlpool with a diameter of about thirty meters suddenly appeared from below, and an extremely strong suction force appeared one meter below the gourd mouth.

Woohoo~

The sharp sound waves that came from the attack were sucked into the gourd one after another, like a drop of water into the sea.

Ye Lingyun snorted coldly: "It's rude not to return the favor!"

"Gourd, suck all the spirits of these ghosts away for me!"

Woohoo~

Deep and heavy sounds came out from the gourd mouth and spread in all directions.

The moment the larger skull heard the sound, it was shocked: "Oh, no, what is that sound?"

The moment the deep voice came out, he felt his consciousness suddenly stagnate and actually stop.

My rapidly moving consciousness was frozen, and I could hardly think anymore. A strong sense of fear arose spontaneously.

There is no chance to withdraw.