As Leng Shiqi and others climbed higher and higher, there were fewer and fewer ghosts who could attack them. But tens of thousands of bones under the stone pillar unconsciously accumulated into a ladder and climbed up slowly!

Cold seventeen can't stop!

But now there are only about a dozen of them, and the others naturally fall here.

Because they were forced up by countless ghosts and climbed very fast, they gradually caught up with those who climbed at the beginning.

Even they could see the end of the stone pillar.

About two quarters of an hour later, everyone came to the place above the stone pillar.

However, the more than 200 people in front were dominated by magic, while Leng 17 was forced to catch up.

Above the stone column is a huge circular stone platform, surrounded by many sharp blood colored columns, and countless complex arrays are also depicted on the ground.

There is a man sitting in the center of the stone platform.

Exactly a dead bone sitting there!

What's different about this dead bone is that its bones are light colorful!

At this time, someone in the group shouted: "God, god dream spirit stones! So many god dream spirit stones!"

"Ha ha, there are seven levels of spirit tools. That's mine!"

"Kung Fu! This is the most suitable eighth level Kung Fu for me. Don't compete with me."

"Shuiyun Qiyu! The best material for refining utensils. I sent it. I sent it."

There were similar voices in the crowd one after another. Seeing this scene, Leng Shiqi knew that they must still be immersed in the dreamland.

Because there's nothing here!

Huo Xiao's later people were also stunned and frightened.

If they had come earlier, they might be as crazy as those people at the moment.

However, what was more crazy was that a disciple of Shijue Wu suddenly clapped several palms in succession and hurt several people around him!

His mouth also shouted: "dare to rob my treasure and die!"

"Get out of here, the spirit skill is mine!"

"Hum, overestimate yourself and die!"

His move was like a chain reaction. One spiritual practitioner after another moved their hands. In the twinkling of an eye, the more than 200 spiritual practitioners began to fight each other!

They fought for a treasure that didn't exist!

The power of fierce fighting in more than 200 spirit channels can be called shocking. I saw the swords flying, palms flying, and bursts of violent spirit power scattered everywhere, which made Leng 17 feel a little unstable.

People are dying all the time. Pieces of blood are scattered and flowing. It's full of blood here before too many meetings.

Bai Ye, Tang wanqiu and the black gauze woman all look dull. Although they are of extraordinary origin, where have they seen such scenes?

Even Huo Xiao, such an old man, stared slightly, and was obviously stimulated.

Many of the fierce fighting people are their classmates, but now they have nothing to do. They can only do it here. They can't help but worry.

Huo Xiao's voice was a little hoarse and said, "is there any way to wake them up? If this goes on, they will die sooner or later."

Leng Shiqi looked around in his eyes, and soon he found two strange things!

First of all, those people made a mess, but none of them approached the dead bone in the center of the stone platform.

In addition, there is a lot of blood from the fierce battle. There is a faint smell of blood in the air, but there is not much blood on the ground!

So Leng seventeen kept staring at the blood on the ground. Sure enough, he saw that the blood was actually slowly infiltrating into the ground.

What is more strange is that those who died did not float out of the power of the soul!

You know, Leng seventeen has the passive skill of "hell curse", which absorbs souls, but he can't see any residual souls at all now.

"Is the array here absorbing the power of blood and spirit? What's the use after absorption?" Leng seventeen guessed and looked around again, hoping to find some clues.

The black gauze woman stretched out her hand and said, "look, the surrounding pillars seem to be brightened."

Cold seventeen smelled the speech and saw that the sharp spearhead like columns standing around the stone platform were indeed shining faintly.

He remembered clearly that it was not like this when he first came up!

Is there any connection between the disappearance of blood and the brightness of the column?

Huo Xiao said directly, "let's destroy those pillars. Maybe that's the foundation of the array here. After breaking, it may sober everyone up."

As soon as he had finished, he rushed to the nearest tip post. He swept the tip post with a golden knife, and hit it with a sharp golden knife.

Just listen to the crisp sound of "Dang", there is only a crack on the sharp column!

Huo Xiao exclaimed, "this thing is so hard!"

He was a cultivation achievement in the middle of the spirit vessel realm, and he didn't leave his hand just now, but he only cut a crack with a full blow?

However, the more so, the more strange it seems to me.

"Let's try together."

They also felt that there was a problem with Jianzhu and immediately agreed.

With a stroke of Leng 17's left hand, a faint blue ring array appeared in front of him, and a huge sword tip with the air of thousands of years of ice cave appeared.

Around the ice war, dozens of feet of pure white ice were condensed.

Bai Ye has a mountain seal on one hand and a sea seal on the other. He uses two completely different forces at the same time.

The black gauze woman condensed a half person high silent flower with magic gas.

……

Suddenly, more than a dozen violent spiritual skills fell on the sharp post one after another!

With a loud bang, the sharp column finally broke!

But strangely enough, the sharp post was disconnected, but a scream came out.

They all looked at each other and confirmed each other, knowing that they had heard correctly.

"Is this spike a living creature?"

Huo Xiao shouted, "try again."

After more than ten breaths, another sharp pillar broke. This time, they clearly heard a voice that seemed human, non-human, ghost and non ghost!

Just then, there was a sudden change in the field!

The remaining dozens of sharp pillars burst out a breath of resentment, death, injustice and hatred!

Soon the blood scattered on the ground disappeared in an instant.

The dozens of breath gathered together and finally formed a huge dead group.

The strong breath of death makes people cold all over!

As soon as this dead spirit appeared, Leng Shiqi and others immediately gathered together to guard against it. Now they are a grasshopper on a rope and must hold it up.

Next, as long as there was blood flowing out of the fierce fighting crowd, it directly sucked the dead breath!

The blood of these spiritual practitioners is like their nutrient.

Soon, the number of spiritual practitioners became less and less, leaving only a hundred people, and the dead spirit actually formed a human shadow!