It took a long time after everyone left before Guo Huai slowly followed them.
He always kept a safe distance from these people.
After another seven days of this, a group of flying boats slowly landed. There was a Crescent Lake in the middle of the desert. The water was blue and clear. People jumped out of the flying boat one after another.
"Senior brother, is this the cave of the Mahayana senior?"
The woman in white asked delicately.
"Yes, the treasure map obtained by our Zhaoyang Mountain Feitian Sect clearly states that Crescent Lake is the entrance to the treasure."
The thin man vowed: "Let's go! Look, everyone has gone in!"
The two of them also jumped into the Crescent Lake with everyone, and their figures disappeared in an instant.
After everyone on the flying boat entered, more than a dozen monks at the Nascent Soul stage also entered one after another, and after a while, three monks at the Divine Transformation stage also followed.
Guo Huai waited for everyone to enter for an hour before he jumped into the Crescent Lake leisurely.
Passing through a layer of blue light at the bottom of the lake, there were black rock steps below. Guo Huai looked at the cave in front of him. It was so dark inside that he couldn't even see his fingers.
Naturally, this problem did not affect Guo Huai. Not long after he walked forward, he discovered three stone gates. Each stone gate was carved with many complex patterns.
Guo Huai could tell at a glance that this was the pattern of the formation, and the pattern was very advanced. Guo Huai looked at it for a long time and couldn't figure it out, but now he was basically sure that it was man-made.
Guo Huai raised his legs and walked towards the first stone door on his left, only to see a green light curtain appearing above blocking his way.
"snort!"
Guo Huai suddenly burst out with a burst of power and punched the light curtain with astonishing force. The light curtain shook a few times and then returned to its original state.
‘This is part of the mysterious formation. Even with my peak strength in the divine transformation stage, I can’t even destroy it at all. ’
He turned and walked towards the second stone door. When Guo Huai approached, a yellow light curtain appeared on the stone door. He pushed it away with his hand, but was still blocked by the light curtain.
Guo Huai didn't believe in evil. There were so many people in front of them. It was impossible for them to disappear into thin air. They must have entered through these stone gates.
He turned and walked towards the last stone door. When he got closer, a blue light curtain appeared on the stone door.
Guo Huai took a deep breath, reached out and pressed lightly, and his entire palm passed through the blue light curtain.
Then he took a step forward, and his whole body passed through. What caught his eyes were the vigilant eyes of the three monks in the transformation stage.
"Another one is here to die! Hehe..."
One of them, a short monk in the transformation stage wearing black robes, said with a mocking expression.
Guo Huai is not afraid of them. These three are all monks in the middle stage of spiritual transformation. The three of them combined are not enough for Guo Huai to fight alone.
Guo Huai walked over calmly and said in a loud voice: "What do you mean? What treasure did you find?"
"Another one who is not afraid of death. This is a trap. There is some treasure there. We have all been deceived!"
Another purple-robed monk pointed to the front.
Guo Huai walked over and looked up. The terrifying sight in front of him made his eyes shrink.
More than a dozen Nascent Soul stage monks all had huge wounds on their bodies. They were lying on the ground in a mess, with various magic weapons scattered on the ground. The entire ground was stained red with blood. It was obvious that they had been dead for a long time.
At this moment, their corpses were entangled in corpse aura. Above the stone wall of the cave, there was a terrifying and hideous humanoid figure. Black light shot out from its mouth and penetrated into the bodies of the corpses below. It seemed that it was trying to refine them into zombies.
None of their Nascent Souls ran away, they were all controlled by the gloomy ghost energy. A black ghost baby in the late stage of divine transformation was frantically gnawing at the Nascent Soul of the Nascent Soul cultivator.
"There's no way to go back. It seems we have to bite the bullet and go on." Another old man in yellow robe frowned and said: "Since we have another friend, why don't we join forces to kill this ghost baby? How about export?”
The ghost baby seemed to have heard these words and immediately bared his teeth and roared at the old man in yellow robe.
The short black-robed monk raised an eyebrow at Guo Huai and said in a stiff tone: "This thing is quite intelligent. How about we work together to get rid of it!"
Guo Huai smiled indifferently, and a soul-binding flag appeared in his hand. This was the magic weapon that Guo Huai often used, the Tiangang Beidou Zhoutian Soul-binding Flag.
As soon as the soul-binding flag was released, it was surrounded by ghostly aura, and there were gusts of sinister wind, as if there were evil ghosts from hell hidden inside.
"We can cooperate, but this ghost baby belongs to me!"
Guo Huai said calmly.
The purple-robed monk's face turned cold and he said coldly: "It turns out to be a ghost cultivator from the Xuanming Sect!"
"Okay, this damn thing is useless to us. After we work together to subdue it, we can give it to you!"
The other two monks agreed on the spot.
The ghost baby had also devoured all the Nascent Souls at this moment. Its scarlet eyes looked at the Westerner fiercely, and suddenly a harsh scream came from its mouth.
Guo Huai suddenly felt dizzy, but he was extremely experienced in combat and subconsciously ducked aside.
A smelly wind rushed past him, and the ghost baby suddenly jumped into the air, and rushed towards the nearest old man in yellow robe with a ferocious expression.
The ghost baby was extremely fast and turned into a black afterimage. Its black sharp claws emitted a ghostly light and pointed at the head of the yellow-robed old man.
The old man in yellow robe was not slow to react. A whisk appeared in his hand between the lightning and stones. He waved it gently, and the whisk turned into thousands of threads and wrapped around the ghost baby.
"Shua!!! Shua!!!"
The two small arms of the ghost baby flew up and down, turning into afterimages. In an instant, the black hair of the whisk was torn apart and emerged from it.
At this moment, the purple-robed monk in the distance made a gesture with his hands and muttered silently: "Wind, fire and five thunder and lightning, thunderbolts shaking the void, thirty million thunders, as urgent as the law! Stupid!"
The purple-robed monk spurted out a ten-foot-long thunder dragon from his palm, roaring towards the ghost baby with arcs of electricity all over his body.
The ghost baby saw the thunder dragon flying towards the depths of the cave with a scream and disappeared in an instant.
The purple-robed monk pinched his fingers, and the thunder dragon crawled back into his palm, and said with an arrogant expression: "This ghost baby is nothing more than that!"
Guo Huai thought in his heart that this was the first time he met a thunder method monk, and he was a thunder method monk in the middle stage of becoming a god. The power of thunder method is amazing, and he is naturally the nemesis of evil ghosts.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, you thunder magic monks are so powerful. Such a powerful ghost baby was actually scared away by your thunder dragon!"
The short black-robed monk complimented: "I will rely on you more this time!"
The purple-robed monk surnamed Lu glanced at Guo Huai arrogantly, and mocked with a smile: "What do I mean by this method? How can I be like this fellow Taoist who ran away when he met the ghost baby? The means are the most powerful!"
Guo Huai held the soul-binding flag in his hand and looked at Lei Xiu with an unkind expression. A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. The soul-binding flag in his hand shone brightly, and its cold aura caused the surrounding temperature to drop sharply.
The thunder dragon in the purple-robed monk's palm came out again, rolling up and down around him, and the battle between the two was about to break out.
The yellow-robed monk pressed his hand and walked to the middle to persuade: "Don't be angry. Now we are trapped in this cave with an uncertain future. We still need to cooperate sincerely!"
"Friend Lu Dao, do you think so?"
The yellow-robed monk said to Guo Huai again: "What do you think of this Taoist friend whose name I still don't know?"
