The worried Xue Yu started to refine the elixir. Practice makes practice easier. Now he can accurately refine aphrodisiac elixirs. He just needs to wait for Qin Huai to catch a female monster and attract the male monsters over.
Soon he refined the elixir, ground it into powder and sprinkled it on the female monster. Soon, following the scent, the other male monsters in heat rushed towards the Ghost King Tower like wild boars out of their cages.
Qin Huai randomly rode a monster, and then with a cold face, he began to command the monster army to charge forward and launch an attack towards the direction of the Ghost King Tower.
Now the Ghost King Tower was completely bustling.
The tower inside is about to break apart.
He is now like catnip, which has a strong attraction to the monsters. Without Jun's presence, it is like adding a strong boost to the aphrodisiac, causing the monsters to riot collectively.
Song Hansheng and his companions rushed to the eighteenth floor, glanced at Mingxuan and urged: "Ye Qiao asked you to go down and find her." Mingxuan was also one of the people who could ignore the return rule at the eighteenth floor at the beginning. At this time, Mingxuan was the only one who could stick with him.
After Mingxuan left, everyone's expressions calmed down. Zhu You's lips moved and he looked at Qi Yu. Seeing that they didn't bring anyone back, he said, "My second senior brother..."
Qi Lu didn't dare to look at her. He dodged for a moment and whispered, "The Qingxin Bell doesn't work."
"It was pulled back, but the person is already..."
Qi Yu pursed her lips, "I'm sorry."
Once assimilated by the phantom ghost, it will be of no use even if you bring the person out.
Zhu You froze, feeling cold all over. The girl tightly grasped the spirit sword at her waist and managed to utter, "I understand."
On the battlefield of the eighteenth floor, the army of the Ghost King gathered here. She had no time to feel sad and had to calm down and get rid of these ghosts. Ye Qiao threw Xiao Qi to them, and waited for them to cut those ghosts into pieces and let Xiao Qi swallow them, so that they could restrain each other.
Humans and ghosts were confronting each other. The Sword-Wen Sect was the main combat force, so they had to lead the way. Fu Xiu stood by and used various formations to amplify their power and help provide cover until a phantom ghost came quietly and silently.
Su Zhuo's pupils turned black in an instant, and his head drooped slightly, "Junior Sister..."
Seeing this, Mu Chongxi kicked Su Zhuo accurately and knocked him to the ground: "Calm down."
The phantom ghost will take advantage of the opportunity. Mu Chongxi of Wenxin Dao is too difficult to deal with. The sword cultivator is basically stubborn and it will take a long time to assimilate him. Only Su Zhuo can break through the best.
Mu Chongxi didn't expect that after so much time had passed, this guy was still thinking about Yun Que. He didn't know whether to say he was stupid or pitiful.
Su Zhuo was kicked awake. He covered his ears, but the phantom ghost that was following him could not be driven away.
Qi Lu shook the bell to bring everyone back to their senses: "Cheer up."
"Being assimilated can really kill people," he warned.
Su Zhuo nodded gratefully to the other party.
The battle between the two camps of humans and ghosts lasted only a stick of incense when the ground on the eighteenth floor suddenly became turbulent.
Turning around, they found that a large number of monsters were rushing towards them at a very fast speed.
The ghost cultivator was stunned for a moment, "What the hell, what kind of thing is that coming over here?"
"Monster, beast." Ye Qinghan uttered the two words coldly and calmly.
Very familiar creatures, how could they not be familiar? After such a long time of love and hatred with monsters, no one is more familiar with them than them.
The ghost cultivator tightly grasped the magic weapon in his hand, his blood boiling, "So next, should we fight these ghosts head-on and make them flee in panic?"
"No." Ye Qinghan flew up on his sword and said simply, "Fishing in troubled waters."
"We just have to get out of the way. The quicker we get out of the way, the better."
He roughly understood who made this noise.
If Ye Qiao was here, she would just order this group of people to hide away and watch the fight. Ye Qiao was not here, and the one in charge was Ye Qinghan. He decisively said, "I'll give you ten seconds. Find a place to hide."
Ghost cultivator: "..."
Not just the eighteen floors, it can be said that every floor in the tower is in chaos, with monsters lurking everywhere. The scene is like a dream of the melee in the secret realm.
Mingxuan, who found his junior sister, swallowed his saliva and dared not move, for fear that he would run into a monster that would tear him to pieces.
"They are all on the eighteenth floor, so nothing should happen to them." Mingxuan held the defensive talisman and remained alert. Monsters attack humans indiscriminately.
Ye Qiao answered the question irrelevantly, "Don't you think it's really easy to fish in troubled waters in a melee?"
If we only talk about combat power, the disciples may not be able to defeat so many ghosts. If they invite unrelated monsters to enter and disrupt the situation, both sides will be thrown into disarray. The disciples also did not go to the secret realm for the first five competitions in vain, as they have become accustomed to dealing with all kinds of monsters.
The most miserable ones are the ghost king’s army.
Xiaoqi was eager to devour this group of ghosts. Once they were torn apart by monsters, even if the ghosts could transform into new shapes, it depended on whether Xiaoqi would give them the chance. The main purpose of keeping Xiaoqi in the eighteen-level battlefield was to raise him. The more ghosts he devoured, the higher his cultivation would be.
She wasn't just talking about wanting to raise a ghost king.
The boy lay quietly on the ground. Ming Xuan kicked him and asked in a complicated tone, "Has he really been assimilated?"
"Although I don't like him very much." Chu Xingzhi was the one who mocked Ming Xuan the most harshly at the beginning.
But after all, they have been together for more than a year. Mingxuan scratched his head, "Is there really no way? He is a practitioner of the Way of Self-Reflection. How could he die at the hands of such a ridiculous ghost?"
How could the legendary indomitable soul die in such a way?
Ye Qiao shook his head: "Whether he can get rid of the phantom ghost depends on himself." This thing is similar to the illusion, but the illusion is a real spiritual object incarnation after all. After failing several times, it will not embarrass the opponent again. The phantom ghost is an existence that will never stop until death.
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