Tempered Immortal

Chapter 427 Youzhou Chaos Ghoul

Speaking of the purpose of the spirit-gathering hood, it is used for cultivation.

As the name suggests, after releasing this cover, it can gather the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth, and the effect is far better than the spring of the spiritual vein.

Practicing in it is more effective, of course, no one would be so extravagant, and it is usually used when hitting the bottleneck of the entrance.

The so-called shadow-gathering mask must be similar, but what it gathers is the evil wind and devil energy between heaven and earth.

In addition to cultivation, doing it here will naturally greatly increase the cultivation base of the fierce soul, on the contrary, the supernatural powers of human monks will be restrained.

Under the ebb and flow, there is not much suspense about the outcome.

Xuanzhen Ghost King had this idea.

Lin Xuan's face darkened, he raised his right hand, grasped the air with five fingers, and a sword aura as thick as an arm shot out, piercing the mask.

However, the mask flickered a few times, but it was of no use.

"Boy, don't waste your efforts. This shadow-gathering mask is gathered by the Yin Qi of the world. No one can break it except the monks in the Nascent Soul Stage."

The other party's words were not exaggerating. The sword energy released just now made Lin Xuan try out the shield, which was indeed extremely tough. Since it was useless, he certainly would not waste his spiritual power in vain.

The situation seemed to be very unfavorable for Lin Xuan, but he was still calm, without the slightest expression of panic.

This made Xuanzhen Ghost King's face slightly strange, and he muttered in his heart, but after a while, it sneered and started again.

Opening his mouth, a green will-o'-the-wisp spewed out, the fire was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and turned into a one-horned monster with two wings on its back, roaring like Lin Xuan pounced on him.

The young man's expression remained unchanged, his shoulders trembled slightly, and a black glow flashed all over his body. He suddenly became eerie and strange, and a cloud of black air enveloped Lin Xuan's body.

He raised his right hand, and in the palm of his hand, a gray-white demon fire also ignited. Then, while the other party was stunned, with a flick of his sleeve robe, the fire blazed, and it also turned into a black monster lion with two heads, and greeted the demon tiger. up.

"You..." Xuanzhen Ghost King was really stunned this time, the aura emanating from the other party was very similar to his own, and the dark wind and devilish aura that filled the sky did not affect him at all, instead he looked very comfortable .

"Are you a ghost cultivator?" The ghost king paused every word, gnashing his teeth. How is it possible? Although it is a ghost, it has a good understanding of human monks. It has never been heard that anyone can practice two kinds of mutual restraint at the same time. Kung fu!

This obviously violates common sense!
However, what made him even more alarmed was that since the other party was proficient in supernatural powers, his shadow-gathering mask would have no effect at all.

In Yin Qi, the power of his skills can also be greatly increased.

With a flash of evil spirit on his face, Xuanzhen Ghost King spit out a sharp light from his mouth, Lin Xuan stared at it, and saw a gray-white sword light.

However, a strange thing happened. The ghost king did not manipulate the treasure to attack him. Instead, with a single thought, the treasure turned back against its owner, circling its left arm, and removed the hideous ghost hand.

Lin Xuan was stunned for a while, but soon recovered his calm expression. What the ghost king did was definitely not a psychotic attack, but to display some evil and strange magical powers.

Using one's own flesh and blood as a medium, the power of imagination is no small matter!

Lin Xuan did not rush to attack with magic weapons, but took out a large number of talismans from his arms, rubbed his hands, red light flickered, and seven or eight crimson fireballs appeared in front of him, with faint electric lights flickering inside.

This is an earth-level spell that Lin Xuan sealed into the talisman in advance.

"go with!"

Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and pointed, and those fireballs immediately smashed towards the opponent, the earth-shattering crackling sound came to his ears, and a large cloud of fire enveloped the ghost king's body.

However, although the sound of the explosion was loud, there was a faint sound of quaint incantations coming from it.

Lin Xuan's heart moved, and he channeled his mana to his eyes, looking ahead.

Although the spiritual eye technique is not a high-level technique, it is still easy to penetrate the smoke and fog.

Lin Xuan wanted to see the situation first before deciding what magical power to use, to stop with silence!

Above the ghost king's head, there was a magic weapon in the shape of a black cloth floating. This treasure radiated a glow. Although it was crumbling under the bombardment of thunder and fire, it still stood firm.

This guy has so many treasures, Lin Xuan also felt a little tricky.

And the ghost king was naturally not idle, his lips moved slightly, and he spit out obscure spells, and his only remaining arm danced wildly up and down irregularly, as if he was performing some ancient ritual.

But the weirder change was his severed arm, but it hadn't been seen for a while, and it became thicker and abnormal.

The skin was black and shiny, and the muscles underneath kept bouncing, as if they were growing crazily...

Xuanzhen Ghost King reached into his bosom, took out a bead the size of a broad bean, flicked it with his fingers, and shot it into that weird arm.

The Yin Qi and magic around it began to gather crazily, and then the arm came alive, turning into a scrawny humanoid monster with sharp fingers.

"Ghoul!"

Lin Xuan had read many classics, and naturally recognized them at a glance.

"You are well-informed, kid. How about it? Let me see how you deal with this thing. Although I gave up an arm and refined it with a secret method, its attributes are the same as those of a real ghoul. Hmph Hmph..." Xuan Zhen said with a grin.

"Really?" Lin Xuan's expression was still calm: "If it were another fellow daoist, it would be really difficult to face such monsters in this shadow-gathering hood, but what about me..."

Ghouls are also a kind of monster in the underworld, but they are extremely special.

In terms of cultivation, it is similar to a monk in the foundation period, but this ghost has a characteristic, immortality.

Of course, it doesn't mean that it can't be killed, but that in a place with sufficient yin energy, even if it is cut in half or its head is chopped off, this guy can be easily resurrected.

And the yin energy in this shadow gathering mask is naturally enough.

For monks in the Condensation Stage, this is definitely a troublesome opponent.

Facing the stalking of ghouls, he might show his flaws, and there is a ghost king watching over him.

But if this is really the legendary undead monster, or the other party is bluffing, Lin Xuan naturally wants to give it a try.

Stretch out your index finger, swipe lightly from top to bottom, and a huge wind blade with a diameter of Zhang Xu appears, slashing like an opponent with a swish.

There was a sneer on Xuanzhen Ghost King's face, and the ghoul didn't even have the slightest intention to dodge. The wind blade was as powerful as a bamboo, and it easily split the opponent in half like cutting tofu.

But the surrounding Yin Qi poured into the wound all of a sudden, and then the monster returned to its original state.

There is no difference from the real ghoul, and the attributes of immortality are exactly the same.

"Boy, what's the matter? For the sake of you being a ghost cultivator, this king will show you a clear way. You are willing to surrender, so that you can save your life." Xuanzhen Ghost King's voice was full of doubts: "As long as you Join us."

With a ghoul as a helper, the opponent has no chance of winning. The monk is more afraid of death than ordinary people. He believes that the opponent will beg for surrender like him in all likelihood.

"You just need to put a sliver of your own soul into this soul-forbidden bead." At this point, the ghost king ran towards a black thing like sharp claws.

Of course, Lin Xuan scoffed at this proposal, and shot out a sword beam, smashing the so-called Forbidden Soul Orb into powder.

"Boy, you don't want to toast and eat fine wine." Xuanzhen Ghost King let out a snarl, becoming angry from embarrassment, and wanted to call the ghouls to attack together.

However, his body was moving, but he stopped, Lin Xuan slapped the spirit ghost bag on his waist, black flashes, and more than a dozen monsters wearing iron armor and holding spears appeared.

Although they look very similar to humans, their skin is extremely pale, and they exude a palpitating corpse aura.

Armored Corpse Refining!

It was Lin Xuan who was moved in the secret cave of the ancient evil cultivator, and these monsters were sacrificed just before the war.

It is indeed right to prepare more back-ups, and it will come in handy now, otherwise it will be really difficult for me to face this ghoul.

"You know how to control corpses!"

Xuanzhen Ghost King's arrogance suddenly dropped a lot, looking at the armored corpse in front of him, there was a hint of depression in his eyes.

All things generate and restrain each other. This rule is also applicable to ghosts and ghosts. Ghouls can regenerate after being killed in a place with sufficient Yin Qi, but it does not mean that it has no natural enemies.

What this monster is most afraid of is the corpse poison of zombies. After being killed by corpse poison, even the characteristics of immortality cannot revive it.

After seeing Lin Xuan summoning the refining corpse, the depression in Xuanzhen Ghost King's heart can be imagined.

"go with!"

As soon as Lin Xuan's consciousness moved, the corpse refiners roared in unison. In fact, they didn't need to be controlled by the master. They also showed very irritable expressions when they smelled the breath of ghouls. These two monsters are natural enemies in themselves.

At this moment, they got the order, and the zombies rushed over immediately spraying corpse poison.

There was a huge disparity in the number, and the ghouls were outnumbered, and were quickly torn into pieces, and its body had been corroded by corpse poison, and its Yin Qi could no longer be revived.

Xuanzhen Ghost King made careful calculations, but in the end he lost an arm in vain.

hateful!

Crazy, it opened its mouth, and a dark red beam of light spewed out.

Don't underestimate this attack, it looks inconspicuous, but it contains the true energy that it has cultivated for many years. Every time it emits such a beam of nirvana, its cultivation level will drop a little.

This can be said to be a kind of self-destructive supernatural power. If it is not a last resort, the Xuanzhen Ghost King will never use it, but it will not care about it when it hits this level.

As the direct disciple of His Majesty the Ghost Emperor, it has always been looked up to among the fierce souls of the same level. It should have been easy to kill a monk who was in the early stage of congealing alchemy, but he never thought that all his methods would be used by the other party. One gram is dead.

Who the hell is this kid? The ghost king no longer had the arrogance he had just now, so he had to use his last housekeeping skills.

(End of this chapter)