Starting from Scavengers to Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 233 Spiritual Combat
"roar~"

The old witch master's withered body, who was lying flat in the sarcophagus, struggled and shook even more violently, and suddenly sat up, his arms scratched aimlessly, and the heavy sarcophagus was hit by stone chips flying around.

"Press him!" Xu Chen yelled.

Feng Yi and the others were also terrified at this time. Amidst Xu Chen's roar, the rune between Feng Yi's eyebrows flashed, and a cyan dragon shadow circled out, rushed into the coffin and entangled the old witch master tightly. The phantom of the mountain also appeared, and suddenly pressed the entangled old witch master into the coffin.

"Hoo~ho~"

The old witch lord struggled frantically in the sarcophagus, black air sprayed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and he roared violently like a ghost beast, causing the entire grotto to tremble violently.

The sound penetrated the thick mountain wall to the outside, making the elders and patriarchs who were guarding outside the cave feel terrified, their faces pale and trembling.

This situation shows that the old witch master is really still alive.

But the terrifying aura and voice released told them that the old Witch Master had been infected to an extremely serious degree.

According to the ancient tradition of the tribe, once an overpowering warrior falls into a deep sleep, he is absolutely not allowed to be awakened. He can only be suppressed in the sarcophagus and wait for him to decay slowly and completely, and finally dissipate as ghost energy.

And every strong man who is qualified to be suppressed in the sarcophagus alone is almost a genius who will only appear once in countless generations of the tribe.

And once a strong man of this strength is released in the process of stemming, it will definitely be regarded as a disaster for the entire tribe.

In history, countless Netherworld tribes did not disappear under the brutal underworld beast attack, but were destroyed in the hands of these strong men who had been revived due to poor management.

It can be said that Feng Clan took a great risk in waking up the old witch master this time.

Of course, it was also because of Xu Chen's miraculous means that brought them an extremely great courage and hope.

But looking at the current situation, the old witch master is in a very dangerous state, and it is not known whether Xu Chen and others can resist.

"I ask Fengshen and the ancestors of the Wind Clan to bless your benefactor for successfully awakening the old Witch Lord. The whole Feng Clan is willing to remember the legacy of the ancestors, protect the Desolation of the Underworld, fight against the beasts of the Underworld, pass it on forever, and never forget the legacy..."

The elder knelt down, prostrating and praying facing the dark and deep cave.

"May the God of Wind and the ancestors of the past dynasties bless your benefactor for success!" The patriarch and groups of men, women and children of the Feng Clan knelt down and bowed down, their eyes showing incomparable piety.

If the old witch master can successfully wake up, it will not only be a rebirth for the Wind Clan, but also a great encouragement for the nearby Netherworld human race. From now on, it will protect the various ministries of the Netherworld to flourish and develop again in this area. Become extremely powerful.

At this time, in the stone room deep in the cave.

Xu Chen and the old witch master had already launched a desperate soul-soul contest in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Although the strength of Xu Chen's soul is far inferior to that of the old witch master who has begun to lose control, but because of the blue light bottle to stabilize the soul, he can continue to launch attacks again and again with all his strength without worrying about the rear.

The swords formed by the condensed spiritual consciousness split open the black air curling up in the sky, rushing towards the phantom with faint white light shining in the black air like a rain of swords.

The black wind roiled all over the sky, and the old witch master's body was struggling and roaring like an ancient beast in the sarcophagus.

The four of them, Feng Yi and others, took turns to unleash the combat skills of the god pattern, pressing the old witch master's body to the bottom of the sarcophagus.

The black air that filled the inside like black water was completely dissipated by the impact of the powerful breath. Even the black air that was floating above the sarcophagus was also shaken away, and the entire grotto was filled with black air.

Under the impact of this violent concussion, several sarcophagi in other stone chambers also began to jump. Black air flows out.

Time passed, maybe a day, or maybe longer.

The vibration in the depths of the cave became more and more severe, and the roar became more and more fierce and domineering. Straits of black air surged out from the depths of the cave, rushed out of the cave along the long alleyway, and filled the valley like thick smoke.

"Go back!"

Seeing the terrifying situation in front of them, the elders and patriarchs shouted and ordered everyone to evacuate from the cave area, and all retreated to the center of the valley to watch in fear.

closer...closer...

Xu Chen has entered a state of complete ecstasy.

He knew that if he stopped halfway or couldn't suppress the old witch master's spiritual counterattack, the resurrection ceremony would fail completely.

Under the impact of his divine consciousness with all his strength, dense flying swords shattered the black tentacles coming from the sky, and finally he was getting closer and closer to the divine soul emitting a faint blue-white light.

Seemingly feeling more and more threatened, the spirit and soul of the old Witch Lord who was already on the verge of becoming bored became even more violent, and slowly condensed into a huge bug phantom, with six black wings of light on his back and eight under his belly. Giant claws, and a spike-like tentacles on the forehead, flickering with black light, a pair of mouthparts like fangs opened and closed violently, sending out a scream that pierced the soul.

"Oops, it's actually bored at this time!"

Xu Chen felt his heart contract suddenly.

But at this time, he had no way out. Once he was completely bored, the old witch master would completely transform into a humanoid ghost beast without intelligence and humanity, and could even completely abandon his body and escape from the cave.

Once this happens, his wish will be completely defeated.

Because apart from the Wind Clan, there are no superpowers of equal strength among the nearby Netherworld tribes who are still sleeping, and he has no second test subject.

At this time, the belly of the giant worm that was gradually forming was that faint bluish-white phantom, which was the remaining spiritual wisdom of the old witch master.

Xu Chen also let out a violent roar of spiritual consciousness, and the rolling waves swept towards the locusts one after another. At the same time, countless sharp swords of spiritual consciousness were mixed in the tumbling waves of spiritual consciousness, hitting the illusory giant insect like a violent storm.

A thunderous sound resounded from the old Witch Master's body, and streams of white light and black air spewed out from his seven orifices.

The moment his consciousness collided, Xu Chen felt that he had bumped into an iceberg, and an irresistible cold breath was about to freeze his consciousness in an instant, and at the same time, a large number of black ice edges appeared on his consciousness along his consciousness. In the middle of the sea, a layer of pitch-black ice armor was soon frozen outside the blue light bottle.

"Open~"

Xu Chen suddenly opened his eyes and roared, a burst of blue starlight exploded from the blue light bottle, and the black ice armor piled up outside was blasted into ice fog.

The moment the spirit loosened, the frozen divine sense sword rain suddenly spun wildly, piercing through the phantom of a giant insect like a sharp drill bit and penetrating into it.

Immediately, a white light appeared out of thin air in the phantom of the giant worm.

The moment the white light appeared, it was like a red-hot iron stick piercing into the ice, and with a puff, a multicolored light pierced through the giant insect's body like a thunderstorm, and rushed directly into the lump in the abdomen In the faint light of the soul.

Stimulated by the white air, the light of the old witch master's soul that was already on the verge of extinguishing suddenly rose sharply, and a thick soul breath began to surge like a tide.

"Senior, wake up quickly!"

Xu Chen released a sound transmission of the wind language of the god pattern, and the thunderous sound resounded in the old witch master's spirit.

"Hmm~"

Accompanied by a deep voice that sounded like it had been sleeping for thousands of years, dark and desolate pictures appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness like fleeting shadows, flashing like streamers and lightning.

These are the memories sleeping deep in the soul of the old witch master.

Although it was only fleeting under Xu Chen's sense of consciousness, he could still see many scenes of fighting giant beasts, and he could feel the huge figures like mountains and the breath released from the battle. Those giant beasts are all extremely fierce, and none of them are weak.

If this kind of ghost beast appears in the mortal world, I am afraid that the monks who transform the spirit will flee.

"hiss~~"

The huge locust phantom screamed piercingly, and its body rolled suddenly. Its sharp claws tried to tear the waking soul into pieces from the broken abdomen.

But by now it was too late.

The white light input by the alchemy formula has extremely strong vitality and strengthening power, but in an instant, the spirit of the old witch master became several times stronger, and at the same time, his memory began to wake up.

At this time, Xu Chen didn't care about any spiritual impact and resistance of the locust at all, but continued to pour white light into it through the broken passage.

It lasted only a few breaths before and after, accompanied by a deafening explosion, a glaring light exploded in the belly of the giant worm, and the phantom of the giant worm was directly blown to pieces. Then it grew into a huge human-shaped phantom with white light shining all over its body. At the position between the brows of the phantom, there was also a fist-sized cyan light condensed, which was constantly flickering and circulating.

"My people, did you wake me up?"

The old shaman's waking mind seemed a little dazed and dazed, but he also felt the familiar human aura emanating from Xu Chen's consciousness, and made a thunderous sound.

"The junior is not a member of the Wind Clan, but the senior has been asleep for too long, and his body has completely decayed. You'd better not move around and continue lying in the coffin, so that I can restore your body!"

Xu Chen's spiritual consciousness withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness of the old witch master like a tide, and at the same time, he used the divine pattern and wind language to remind him.

"Well, well, my health is really terrible..."

It seemed that in an instant, the old witch master also felt that his body was indeed dying, so he didn't have any doubts or objections, but fell silent after a voice came out.

(End of this chapter)