Chapter 126 Qiu Qingyu also knows ghost spells and shocks everyone
Ghostly shadows were everywhere, filling the dark sky. It seemed as if invisible ghosts were wandering around, emitting a cold and gloomy aura.
Ghostly energy rose into the sky, forming strange columns of air that enveloped the space in a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.
Under my feet, there is a seemingly endless bloody hell. Scarlet blood dyes the earth red, intertwined with the black soil, forming a shocking picture. The air is filled with a strong smell of blood, stimulating people's nerves, making people feel dizzy and nauseous.
Xie Tingyu felt the ghost energy in his body stirring and ready to move.
The ghost energy in the spiritual sea once again swept the entire space. Xie Tingyu raised his lips and stood steadily behind Wen Zhiyu and others.
Those ghosts appeared from all directions.
The people of Xuanyuntian were surrounded, and the two leaders Qiuzhu and Shiyun were missing.
"Looking across a thousand-mile road, a ghost moves a monument thousands of miles away."
"Why do I feel so sad? I see dry bones in the cold pond."
Following this empty and reverberating voice, the ghosts in the entire space screamed.
They let out mournful cries, as if telling of the injustice they had experienced in their lives.
The cold and hard stone tablet is like bamboo shoots scrambling to break out of the ground after the rain, but unlike the nourishment of spring rain, this is the watering of ghostly energy.
One sentence after another of incoherent words poured into my eardrums. Almost everyone's expression was extremely ferocious. The pain that made my head feel like it was about to explode made my vision blurry.
I could only distinguish the black and red ghosts.
In the end, the disciples with lower cultivation levels couldn't even tell whether someone was a human or a ghost.
"Hold your mind, this is a spiritual illusion, everything in front of you is fake, everything you see is fake, and the voice you hear is the demon in your heart."
Wen Zhiyu's voice rang out amid the chaos.
Disciples above the level of Su Yuanxing have gone out for training and experienced many accidents during the training process, so they can still remain calm in the current situation.
But it is quite exciting for the inexperienced disciples.
Xie Tingyu watched as these disciples were led by their senior brothers and sisters, and carefully told them what formation they should form next to resist the ghost energy.
Although there was still some confusion on their faces, it was clear that they were studying seriously.
Under the leadership of disciples with high cultivation levels, Xuan Yuntian had formed a resistance formation in less than a moment.
A huge earth-brown shadow of the Black Tortoise appeared in the sky above the Xuanyuntian formation camp. The Black Tortoise was crawling on the ground. If you looked carefully, you could see the various spiritual powers lingering around it.
Xie Tingyu's eyes scanned the distance through the formation. The ghosts kept crashing into the Xuanwu formation. Wen Zhiyu led a group of sighing monks to summon long swords. The moment a water-blue long sword flew out, he suddenly moved to the side.
A female cultivator carrying a heavy sword appeared, and a huge sword shadow fell from above her head. Compared with it, the Frost Mist Sword seemed to be much less powerful.
The Frost Mist Sword was surrounded by cold air, and patches of mist mixed into the ghost team.
The ghost was not very smart, and this caused their already somewhat chaotic formation to collapse instantly. At the same time, when they were restrained by the frosty air of the Frost Mist Sword, the giant sword fell on their heads.
The remaining power of the surge hit the Xuanwu formation, causing ripples.
Xie Tingyu stared at the slain ghost and sighed silently in his heart.
"When these disciples of the immortal sects were training, the villains were always monsters and demons, for fear that the disciples' hatred for monsters and demons was not strong enough."
"These ghosts are all veteran actors. Can we have a new batch next time?"
Xie Tingyu couldn't help but mutter to himself.
After Wen Zhiyu released the Frost Mist Sword, it floated above the formation, faintly emitting cold air, and the spiritual energy on the surface of the Black Tortoise Formation showed a tendency to be frozen.
He flew out and stepped on a ghost. The ghost was an illusory shadow, but it was able to hold up warmth and happiness.
If you look carefully, you can see that Wen Zhiyu's toes did not touch the ghost, but were suspended in the air.
He made hand gestures with both hands, changing them very quickly.
The spiritual power brought by the fingertips turned into an afterimage.
Xuan Yuntian handled it with ease, but it was not so easy for other sects.
Especially a group of people with a disorganized formation.
They were standing in casual positions and even had a heated argument not long ago.
"Don't think you can do whatever you want just because the Pavilion Master is on your side. I'm your senior sister, so you have to listen to me!"
The female cultivator in a goose-yellow dress and a side ponytail pointed at someone and shouted angrily.
"So what? Are you more skilled than me? These ghosts are coming to attack, but you only know how to fight with me for these things. Aren't you childish?"
As he spoke, this man casually threw out a fireball, which suddenly burst into flames when it touched the ghost shadow. The flames rolled up the surrounding ghost energy and burned together, exuding pride and confidence from the inside out, as well as contempt for other people.
But it has always been like this. Except for his senior sister, almost no one in the sect wants to argue with him.
It’s not that I don’t dare, but that I don’t want to.
A talented disciple who is cherished by the Pavilion Master will cause many unnecessary troubles if provoked, which is bound to make people feel annoyed.
"Qiu Qingyu, I'm not afraid of you, but for the other disciples of Dongxuansuge." The female cultivator glared at him fiercely, turned around angrily and entered the crowd.
Several monks came over to comfort her, but after a long time, the female monk's expression did not ease.
"Thank you for your trust, Senior Sister. As for the command responsibilities, I will respectfully obey your orders and accept them." Qiu Qingyu's voice was filled with a natural hint of sarcasm.
He raised his hand and created a barrier that was neither too thick nor too thin, and glanced at the disciples around him, "What are you waiting for? Form the White Tiger Formation."
A disciple heard this and retorted, "The White Tiger Formation is more suitable..."
"Are you in charge of the formation or am I?" Qiu Qingyu snorted coldly. Seeing that this senior brother was embarrassed in front of Qiu Qingyu, most of the other disciples sighed in their hearts and reluctantly formed the so-called White Tiger Formation.
Anyone with a little bit of insight can see that the ghost energy is now extremely corrosive. In comparison, a large-scale defensive formation such as the Black Tortoise Formation is more suitable for resisting it.
But Qiu Qingyu wanted to take the risk and show others his superb strategy and extraordinary talent in spellcasting.
You also have to be careful not to end up with nothing in the bamboo basket.
Many people were secretly waiting to see Qiu Qingyu's joke.
Qiu Qingyu's expression remained unchanged, looking extremely casual. He didn't care what other people thought of him, he only knew to do things according to his own ideas.
"How could the Hua family be so incompetent that they raised someone like you who can't even form a White Tiger Formation and bring shame to them."
"I really don't know how you got into the Qingyun Society's participating team. With your insignificant cultivation, you dare to touch the Tianjiao disciples of other sects? You are really delusional."
"As expected of a concubine's son, this is the only attractive face on his body."
Several sarcastic voices rang out in the crowd, from both men and women.
The targeted protagonist stood in the middle of the crowd, and was constantly pushed out of the formation by other disciples.
Qiu Qingyu narrowed her eyes and walked over, "Are you the concubine of the second patriarch of the Hua family?"
"If I remember correctly, your name is Hua You?" Qiu Qingyu's expression was frighteningly kind, completely unlike the expression someone like Qiu Qingyu would show.
The other party did not answer. His short hair stuck to both sides of his neck, blown up by the wind brought by the formation's spiritual power.
The hair kept scratching her face.
Hua You raised her eyes, her cold expression seeming somewhat helpless.
She doesn't fit in anywhere and can't integrate into any group.
She was laughed at and teased by her peers at home because she was indeed born out of wedlock and was born of a low status. She was not even as good as the illegitimate children in the family, let alone compete with the legitimate children.
Those who can come to Dongxuansuge are all talented people of the same generation. Even if they are not as good as Xuanyuntian, the number one sect in the world of cultivation, they are at least one of the five major sects in the world of cultivation.
When she came to the sect, she suffered a lot of bullying.
Hua You didn't understand. He had clearly entered the sect to seek immortality and the truth, so how could such behavior of bullying fellow disciples occur?
Why do the teachers turn a blind eye and ignore their behavior?
Hua You tried her best and defeated many opponents to get this opportunity to attend the conference, and she was unwilling to compromise with these people again.
There was ambition and murderous intent in her eyes. Qiu Qingyu was shocked by her sudden change of expression. "Are you planning to attack me? Sure."
"Why don't you ask me?" Hua You stared at him, as if waiting for the opportunity to pounce on him and bite off a piece of flesh.
Qiu Qingyu's hairs stood up subconsciously, which meant that the other party was extremely dangerous and could threaten him.
Thinking of this, Qiu Qingyu raised his lips, "Is it because they deliberately interrupted your spell just now to embarrass you?"
Hua You tilted her head, "Since you know everything, what else do you want to say?"
"It doesn't matter if these people look down on you. Although I look down on you, I look down on everyone equally." Qiu Qingyu's words have always been particularly arrogant. "You can also look down on them, and even kill them to avenge your past shame."
Hua You's eyes flickered when she heard that, and she looked back subconsciously. Several faces were reflected in her eyes. They were all nervous, and even their spellcasting movements became much slower.
They are afraid.
The trapped beast is still fighting. Hua You, who grew up under repression, has no idea how much resentment and murderous intent he has hidden in his heart. Once it erupts, few people will be spared.
But unexpectedly, Hua You nodded but did not move.
Qiu Qingyu raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes and looked at her for a few more times, muttering to himself: "You really are like that person, especially when you are stubborn."
The Qingyun Society was opened when various sects entered the spiritual realm one after another, and the entire cultivation world could see the scene through the projection stone.
There was nothing wrong with Xuan Yuntian's response, and he even acted very quickly.
The other sects were in a panic at first, but it didn't take them too long to form a formation and resist another attack from the ghost.
It just so happened that Dongxuan Su Pavilion first experienced a dispute, and then Qiu Qingyu decided to form the White Tiger Formation, which not many people were optimistic about.
Unexpectedly, the White Tiger formation did not collapse under the ghost's attack. Instead, it became stronger and stronger, and the spiritual power contained in the formation became more and more powerful.
The great Nan Jing Yuedao observed carefully and suddenly exclaimed, "Could it be that Qiu Qingyu used a trick to transform the ghost power for his own use?"
"A spell that can devour ghost power..."
"Ghost spell..."