The red-clad female ghost's clothes became even brighter red.
She opened her mouth wide, revealing a small crack, and said, "Don't meddle in other people's business."
Xinghe: "I don't have any other merits, except that I'm a warm-hearted person."
The red-clad female ghost's smile grew even more sinister. "Then stay and keep us company."
There were ten female ghosts dressed in red, laughing, wanting to kill everyone present.
The children in the river suddenly appeared in front of the group and reached out to crawl towards them.
"Don't kill me!! Don't kill me!"
"Ahhh! Help!"
"Ghost! Ghost! Ghost!!"
The moment those little devils touched them, the amulets in their bags flashed, and the little devils screamed and withdrew their hands.
The amulets in their bags turned to ashes in an instant.
Some students realized that the only one who could save them was Xinghe.
While the little devil was injured, they stumbled and ran towards the Milky Way.
Xinghe pulled Sheng Laosan, who was lying on the ground with a large hole in his chest, over and gathered with the crowd.
"They all gravitate towards me."
When people are in a state of extreme despair, they can often unleash tremendous energy, and within just two or three seconds, most people are close to the stars.
In an attempt to help a student, Lao Zhao fell behind and was surrounded by the approaching kids.
At the critical moment, a green vine wrapped around the two of them, allowing them to escape the encirclement quickly.
They lay on the ground, still shaken, their eyes filled with terror.
Yang Wen wasn't so lucky. After he pushed Sheng Lao Er to his death, he also dragged another thin female student down with him. However, the red-clothed female ghost's primary target was him.
Yang Wen's eyes widened as he looked down at his chest.
A hand with blood-red nail polish pierced his heart.
He collapsed to the ground, blood pooling around him.
"It's red again, how strange."
"A person like him should have a heart that is completely black."
"A man is most beautiful at the moment of death."
"Who's next?"
Taking advantage of the situation, Xinghe rescued the other girl who was alone.
The next second, the golden boy and jade girl emitted light, and vines and black iron intertwined to form a huge protective shield that covered everyone's heads.
The damage caused by the red-clad female ghosts was backfired on them.
The group finally had a place to catch their breath.
Their faces were filled with terror and disbelief.
When fear reaches a certain level, any words become pale and powerless.
Old Zhao and several people from the Land and Resources Bureau tried to contact people outside, only to find to their despair that there was no signal at all, not even a satellite signal.
Xinghe took away the talisman with a large hole in its chest. The next second, the wound on Sheng Lao Er's heart disappeared without a trace, and he struggled to open his eyes.
Memories kept flooding back, his pupils dilated slightly, and he reached up to touch his chest. There was no wound in that spot, but he clearly remembered that hand had passed through his body.
He saw it; the heart was still beating.
It was Xinghe who saved him.
The talisman he bought for eight thousand saved his life.
He looked up at the starry sky and said palely, "Thank you."
Xinghe felt sorry for his last substitute talisman and snorted twice, "Taking money to solve problems is the consistent practice of our Taoism."
Some people began to sob softly, and then one after another, the crying grew louder and louder.
Will we be able to get back alive?
"Hey," Xinghe interrupted them, "Do you know who I am?"
Everyone looked up at the Milky Way.
Xinghe's kitten eyes sparkled. "I am the 123rd generation and only successor of the Zhengyi Sect! I guarantee a win."
The jet-black broadsword reappeared. "Wait for my good news."
She carried a large sword taller than herself, and a protective shield woven from grass, wood, and black iron made way for a passage as tall as a person, through which Xinghe walked out.
The protective shield closed again.
Before the crowd, the girl carrying a large sword faced a dense horde of ghosts alone, blood spreading beneath her feet.
Xinghe: "Immortal and indestructible? Then let me try."
The broadsword was split into a hundred pieces, and it slashed fiercely at all the ghosts.
Countless souls, including the red-clad female ghost, were cleaved in two by the pitch-black blade.
However, this state did not last for two seconds. All the female ghosts were resurrected on the spot, and all their wounds healed themselves.
"You can't kill us."
"We are immortal."
"We are endless!"
Xinghe frowned. "This is indeed a bit difficult to handle."
The greatsword in Xinghe's hand disappeared, and all the talismans in her bag flew out and arranged in front of her.
"Heavenly thunder roars, shattering the void!"
A ten-meter-thick bolt of Nine Heavens Mystic Thunder struck straight down.
"The fiery dragon roars, and crimson flames scorch the heavens!"
A raging fire appeared out of nowhere.
"The Vermilion Bird spreads its wings and soars through the sky."
"The white tiger roars to the sky, and the golden blade tears through the air."
"Light shines like a torch, extinguishing darkness."
...
The dragon, phoenix, tiger, and snake appear in turn, alternating between darkness and light.
All sorts of bizarre and dazzling special effects kept raining down on the female ghosts, causing them to die once and again.
The people inside the protective shield had complex expressions.
The world has indeed evolved secretly without their knowledge.
They wouldn't even dare to dream of such a thing.
The entrance to the peach blossom grove.
After finally breaking through the domain, the seven members of the Dragon Group caught up.
"Holy crap!"
"I'll kneel down and watch; I'm not worthy to stand before the big shot."
"Isn't this outrageous? Her magic power has no limit? She can just casually cast such powerful spells? Is she cheating?"
"If I'm a genius, what is she? A god?"
"Boss, look at her! Boss, say something!"
Their shock was even greater than that of Sheng Lao Er and his group.
If Sheng Lao Er and his group's view of the Milky Way was like a frog at the bottom of a well seeing the bright moon, then the seven members of the Dragon Group's view of the Milky Way was like a mayfly seeing the blue sky.
星河啧了一声，“还真抗揍，你们属乌龟的？”
The female ghosts, who had died and been resurrected multiple times, went into a frenzy, shouting, "You forced us to this, so die!"
Ten female ghosts in red worshipped the moon together.
The ghostly aura emanating from all the female ghosts surged wildly.
The red river surged, and the stench of blood filled the air.
The little devil's soul became more and more solid, and he seemed to have grown a lot.
The twin little girls clung to each other, laughing and giggling, their dark pupils turning blood red.
Xinghe stroked his chin. "Ten Ghosts Worshiping the Moon, Twin Reincarnation, Blood River Hell—three strange phenomena actually appeared at the same time. This place is indeed eerie."
"Die! Die!"
The female ghosts' power surged, their jet-black pupils turning completely blood red. Today, no one can leave this place.
Go to hell, all of you stay!
A huge peach wood sword flew in from afar.
The peach wood sword blocked the little devil's attack for a moment.
Following the peach wood sword were consecrated Buddhist prayer beads.
The prayer beads fell onto the red-clad female ghost, burning a large hole in her body, then flew back and strung together again.
"To bully the few with numbers, how shameless."
The man with the buzz cut stepped forward and took back the prayer beads.
The others also appeared.
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