Outside the rebirth cave, many monks could not get close to the vibrant death outside the cave. They could only watch the ghost cultivators rush into the cave after Gan Ping and Xiang Chenzhou.

Qin Feiyu gritted his teeth unwillingly and said, "Hateful!"

He was injured. If he forced himself to approach at this moment, he would not only not be able to help, but would only drag Xiang Chenzhou down.

A huge fluctuation of spiritual power suddenly came from the cave, as if magma erupted, which made everyone move their feet, and almost fell to the ground.

"Something must have happened!" Qin Feiyu said with a serious expression.

On the 17th floor of the rebirth cave, Xiang Chenzhou retreated repeatedly due to Gan Ping's attack. Before he could stop Gan Ping, a group of ghost cultivators surrounded him.

Xiang Chenzhou was angry. Gan Ping had already gone to the 18th floor in front of him. He didn't dare to delay any more. He turned into a ray of blue smoke, and passed the ghost cultivator in front of him and followed him.

Huangquan rushed past the eighteenth floor of the rebirth cave. Gan Ping saw this and his eyes lit up. Without hesitation, he stepped on the surging Huangquan water with a little toe.

His eyes were full of the yellow spring tree growing opposite the yellow spring. Although the tree was bare and there were no yellow spring fruits at all, the red shore flower under the tree was also picked by Ye Ling several years ago. But his goal was not these two things, but the roots buried under the loess.

Just as Gan Ping ran towards the Huangquan Tree, Feng Yu also arrived at the cave of rebirth.

"They all went in!" Qin Feiyu immediately briefly talked about the previous situation when he saw her. "There is only Xiang Chenzhou, I'm afraid he can't beat the ghost cultivator!"

"I know, I'll go down now. You stay where you are, or leave quickly." Feng Yu rushed into the cave without delaying at all.

Qin Feiyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know what the ghost clan was going to look for in the rebirth cave, he knew that he would not let the ghost clan succeed.

Feng Yu's speed was much faster than Ganping and Xiang Chenzhou. She passed the seventeenth floor with a familiarity and soon reached the bottom of the cave of rebirth.

Xiang Chenzhou was sitting on a huge gourd, which rose and fell in the yellow spring water. Although the speed of progress was slow, it could be stable for the time being.

Other ghost cultivators dared not approach the Yellow Spring Water and could only watch the shore.

Feng Yu threw out the branches in her hand, and the branches quickly grew bigger and were trampled under her feet like a long sword.

Before the other ghost cultivators could react, Feng Yu jumped up and wanted to cross the underworld.

At this time, Gan Ping had already reached the Huangquan tree, holding a palm-sized iron piece in her hand. The iron piece was pitch black all over, as if there were ink traces flowing on it. When Gan Ping moved his right hand, the iron piece was thrown out and deeply pierced in the soil under the Huangquan tree.

The soil was originally very hard, but when it came to this piece of iron, it seemed like it was the sun's ice, and it melted quickly. But this was just the beginning. As the iron sheet continued to fall, more and more soil turned into water. After a closer look, the color of the water was exactly the same as that of the yellow spring water, and even the breath was exactly the same.

It turned out that the soil under the Yellow Spring Tree was actually crystal-formed yellow spring water.

When Feng Yu flew over Xiang Chenzhou, he stretched out his right hand and pulled him up and threw him to the opposite side.

Xiang Chenzhou was caught off guard and almost fell down and ate shit. He barely stabilized his body. He turned his head to Feng Yu and said, "Thank you."

"Stop him quickly!" Feng Yu said.

Xiang Chenzhou galloped forward as fast as possible. Gan Ping turned his head and looked at him. As his fingers flew, black gas rolled and rushed towards Xiang Chenzhou.

Gan Ping stood there motionlessly, staring at the deeper and deeper pit.

These dead auras did not cause too much trouble to Xiang Chenzhou, but they also delayed his time. After he completely solved the obstacle in front of him, Gan Ping had already squatted down and looked at the yellow roots as thick as fingers floating in the pool of water with his eyes shining.

He had a black glove on his hand at some point, but he put his hand directly into the water of the yellow spring and pulled out a piece of root.

Just as I closed my roots, I turned around and ran into Xiang Chenzhou and Feng Yu who were coming towards me.

He licked his lips and a long piano appeared at his fingertips. The sound of the piano was not played, like the rushing river water, trying to destroy the two people in front of him in one fell swoop.

Fengyu spit out a mouthful of flames, and the flames suddenly turned into a blooming golden-red flower. As soon as the first petal fell, a cluster of flames burned on the right side of Changqin.

In an instant, five petals fell, and Changqin was directly trapped in the flames.

Gan Ping was not panicked. If Ye Ling was here now, he might be afraid, but although Feng Yu and Xiang Chenzhou were powerful, they could not stop him.

His five fingers became claws, and the iron sheets that had become much smaller immediately flew into his hands, and brought a ray of yellow water.

With a wave of his long sleeves, the water sprinkled on Xiang Chenzhou and Feng Yu.

Xiang Chenzhou just held up a bright moon in his palm. The cold breath mixed with a strong dead aura directly hit the few drops of water in the underworld.

Feng Yu took the opportunity to make a mistake and flashed to Gan Ping's side. He tried to steal the storage bag he should not be on his waist.

When the three of them were fighting, Ye Ling and Youling also arrived at the cave of rebirth.

After listening to Qin Feiyu's explanation, the two jumped into the hole as fast as possible.

Youling seemed to be very familiar with the rebirth cave, so he didn't need Ye Ling to lead the way, and quickly crossed layer after layer.

Ye Ling couldn't help asking: "What do you want to come to Huangquan?"

You Ling glanced at Ye Ling: "Searching for you and I must find something."

Ye Ling's heart was thrilled.

She thought that this time she came to Huangquan was related to Yun Niang. Now it seems that it was related to Qin Siyu?

Before she could ask, she heard You Ling continue: "Wuchang was seriously injured and must be healed by the Huangquan tree. I heard that the ghost cultivator had also come to the rebirth cave before, and it must be for the Huangquan fruit. However, the Huangquan fruit was snatched away by the Tiancang people, and the other side flower was also picked. Without these two things, all Wuchang could want was the roots under the Huangquan tree, and this thing must not be obtained by him."

Ye Ling said: "What else is this? What exactly are you here for?"

You Ling didn't want to explain: "You will know in a while."

Gan Ping fought and advanced, and soon the three of them arrived at the edge of the underworld.

Gan Pingli is closest to him, and he only needs a wave to hit him, and he will be photographed in the underworld. Even if a ghost cultivator is infected with a lot of underworld water, he can only give his life here.

But he was not afraid at all, but instead consciously approached the underworld.

Feng Yu's flame turned into a sharp arrow, and was divided into two groups with the attacking troops of Xiang Chenzhou, attacking Ganping from front to back.

But Gan Ping sneered and threw out the iron sheets hidden between her sleeves. The iron sheets suddenly shattered into countless black particles. The dead air in these particles was so rich that it was almost impossible to breathe.

The particles swiftly rotated and collided with Ye Ling and Xiang Chenzhou's attacks. The huge repulsive force made the three of them retreat together.

Gan Ping jumped up with this force, and a piece of talisman paper in his hand was thrown out, growing in the wind, turning out of thin air into a carpet that was as thin as a cicada's wings, barely caught him who was about to fall to the underworld.

"Not good! Chase!" Feng Yu stepped on the Huangquan branch and immediately chased after him.

Unfortunately, Gan Ping's speed was faster than Feng Yu's, and the gap between the two was gradually getting bigger.

Before Gan Ping could curl the corners of his mouth, two breaths from far to near made him change his face.

"Design the formation!" Gan Ping immediately shouted loudly.

Dozens of ghost cultivators did not pause at all when they heard this. The body shape changed as they seemed to trigger a strange rhythm between heaven and earth. Widths of light surged from them and finally gathered together to form a wall that appeared faintly.

When Ye Ling and You Ling arrived, they saw such a barrier.

Gan Ping gritted his teeth. There were wolves in front and tigers in the back. He couldn't escape this time, but he had to take back what Emperor Wuchang wanted.

But Gan Ping naturally wanted to bring the root of Huangquan back to Emperor Wuchang, but others would not let him do this.

As soon as You Ling moved his finger, a crack appeared in the barrier opened by the ghost cultivators.

Gan Ping didn't dare to wait any longer. He bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood was black. As soon as it was released, it exploded into blood mist. The mist spread rapidly, and a terrifying roar appeared out of thin air.

"Do you summon ghosts and gods..." You Ling murmured.

A dark hand pulled away the increasingly thicker fog, and a crackling sound rang out, as if the surrounding space had been torn apart. A ghost about two meters high, three eyes, four walls and four legs walked out of the fog.

Ye Ling's pupils shrank, and the aura of ghosts and gods made her feel threatened.

At the same time, the barrier that blocked Gan Ping's body was broken.

The golden light flowed at Ye Ling's fingertips, and a long bow appeared in her hand. The golden flame illuminated her surroundings, as if it was distinguishing between day and night. As soon as the flame appeared, the summoned ghost and god looked at Ye Ling fiercely.

Ye Ling said to You Ling: "Leave that thing to me, I will trouble you by Wuchang's disciple."

The bow is like a full moon, the golden arrows leave the strings, the sparks are ignited in the air, the long arrows made by the flames arrive in an instant, the ghosts and gods raise their heads and let out a roar, and the black air behind them suddenly erupts, and layers of thick armor appear around him. As soon as the flames melt one layer of armor, the other layer rises again, as if there is no end.

The ghosts and gods here were restrained by Ye Ling, and Feng Yu, Xiang Chenzhou and You Ling all arrived at Gan Ping's side smoothly.

You Ling said: "Steal the Huangquan Branch."

Gan Ping looked ugly and struggled to reach out to her waist.

However, the storage bag he pulled out was not the one containing Huangquanzhi, but the one next to him. He was about to say that when You Ling took action to stop him, Gan Ping crushed the storage bag.

boom!

I don’t know what was in the storage bag, but it suddenly exploded. Gan Pingli was closest to being blown to pieces. You Ling, as a divine mind, could not bear such an impact and couldn’t help but take a step back.

Feng Yu and Xiang Chenzhou dodged vigilantly, but after the smoke and dust passed, Gan Ping did not leave any trace.

You Ling's face changed: "The golden cicada escapes, hurry up and chase!"

As Gan Ping disappeared, the death aura on the ghosts and gods became weaker and weaker, and in a moment, one arm was burned by Ye Ling's Taoist fire.

A vortex appeared behind the ghost and god. The ghost and god were very courageous to use another intact hand to cut off the lower body ignited by the Taoist fire, leaving only the upward position of their chest, and thus narrowly escaped into the vortex.

When the vortex was about to close, Ye Ling suddenly stepped forward and pulled off the last arm of the ghost.

With a scream, the vortex closed in front of her.

Gan Ping was also captured by You Ling.

It turned out that when the explosion just now, he didn't know what method he used, so he passed by several people and fled to the seventeenth floor.

Gan Ping stared at You Ling angrily. You Ling didn't care about such a gaze at all, but his face changed when he swept over Gan Ping's waist.

"Not good!" You Ling said, "He has sent out the roots of the Huangquan Tree!"

Ye Ling's pupils shrank, and he suddenly thought of the ghost and god just now.

Gan Ping sneered: "It's not too late for you to discover it."

He came alone, and he was not sure enough, so when he summoned ghosts and gods, he unknowingly transferred the roots of the Huangquan Tree to ghosts and gods. This is the secret technique of their ghost cultivation clan, and others cannot notice it at all.
To be continued...