Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 1094: The collision between the late Nascent Soul and the fourth-order upper-grade (please subscribe, please collect)

After personally going to the ghost nest to explore it, Sun Mingsheng already had a relatively accurate guess in his mind about the strategies and plans of the Tang Dynasty royal family.

Therefore, after the battle just now ended, he did not hesitate at all, and immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed straight to the defense line outside the ghost nest.

No matter what strategies the Tang Dynasty royal family has, they can never directly block the cultivators from evacuating the ghost nest. With two late Nascent Soul cultivators in charge of the defense line, safety is naturally guaranteed.

"Except for Tang Liaoran and another Nascent Soul Level 8 cultivator, there may be a Tang Dynasty royal cultivator with a higher level of cultivation hiding in the dark and observing."

"I don't know if there will be a fifth-level ghost king in the ghost nest. This is an existence that can fight head-on with the cultivators in the Spiritualization Stage."

During Sun Mingsheng's evacuation, he did not give up making various speculations based on the little information he had obtained so far.

As time passed, Sun Mingsheng was getting closer and closer to the defense line built by the royal family of the Tang Dynasty. But when his eyes had already discovered the location of the defense line, a gust of evil wind rushed directly from the front.

A man who looked roughly like a cultivator, with no black Yin energy wrapped around his hands, and a pale white palm that suddenly covered Sun Mingsheng's abdomen about three inches above his dantian without any warning.

Originally, these hands were heading straight for his dantian. At the most critical moment, Sun Mingsheng relied on his own instincts and lowered his body slightly, luckily avoiding the vital points.

The fireworks barrier was always attached to his body, floating in front of his chest the moment he sensed danger, becoming the first line of defense to block the two palms.

In Sun Mingsheng's past battles, the fireworks barrier, his only defensive weapon, had saved him from various dangers many times.

"Click"

When this pair of pale hands came into direct contact with the fireworks barrier, a clearly visible crack appeared on the core of this fire-attributed defensive magic weapon that had fought off powerful enemies many times during the past practice.

This pair of pale hands seemed to contain endless power. After shattering the fireworks barrier with one blow, the remaining power still penetrated into Sun Mingsheng's body without any hindrance and wreaked havoc.

This force was obviously beyond his expectations. Sun Mingsheng was forced to retreat after being attacked, with blood gushing out of his mouth. The defense line that was originally within reach quickly disappeared from his sight. At the moment of being attacked by this force, he almost lost control of his body.

"Why did a fourth-rank upper-grade ghost king appear here so quickly? Is it a coincidence or an ambush?"

As Sun Mingsheng was rapidly retreating, he hurriedly refined a precious elixir to stabilize his injuries, and his main energy was focused on thinking about the reason why the fourth-grade high-quality ghost king appeared here.

Of course, compared to this reason, he focused more on thinking about the subsequent escape plan. In a head-on confrontation, he was no match for the fourth-grade upper-grade ghost king. The difference in strength between the two sides was immediately apparent in this light palm strike.

The fourth-grade superior ghost king has appeared here, and his goal is naturally quite clear. If he wants to escape successfully, he will naturally have to pay some price, and a battle between them is essential.

"Zhao Tian Yin, go." It is impolite not to reciprocate. It has never been Sun Mingsheng's character to just take a beating without fighting back. Even if he knows he is not the opponent, he still needs to keep making some tentative attacks.

The quality of this fourth-grade inferior fake spiritual treasure itself is unquestionable. It ranks among the best in the same level, but the enemy it faces today is also extraordinary.

With the support of sufficient magic power, the Zhaotian Seal spun wildly and headed straight for the fourth-rank upper-grade Ghost King. However, the distance between the two sides was still more than a hundred feet. The originally aggressive Zhaotian Seal was like falling into a quagmire. Every step forward required several times the strength to be consumed. For a fake spiritual treasure that was in the midst of an attack, it was like a balloon trying to fly while it was leaking air. The result was doomed to failure.

"Danglang"

The fourth-rank high-quality ghost king clapped his hands lightly, and the Zhaotian Seal completely lost its last source of support and fell to the ground. It seemed that under the erosion of some force, Sun Mingsheng had lost contact with the fake spiritual treasure and was unable to perform remote control or magic support at all.

"Since you have entered the range of the ghost nest and used your weapon to kill four fourth-order low-grade ghost kings, are you prepared to pay with your own life?"

"But it's a bit of a waste to die like this with all the magic power. If you are willing to transform into a vassal ghost king, you can save your life."

The fourth-rank superior ghost king seemed to have some appreciation for Sun Mingsheng. He did not beat him when he was down, but killed him directly in no time. The seemingly sincere recruitment made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"How can a dignified monk like me be transformed into a vassal ghost of another? If you have the ability, just kill me. Don't bluff me with words like this."

"The True Yang Thunder, Explodes"

Sun Mingsheng didn't care about anything else and decisively used two fourth-grade medium-quality True Yang Thunder Talismans obtained from the royal family of the Tang Dynasty.

This kind of thunder is completely different from ordinary thunder-attributed talismans. Thunder is the most powerful and yang existence. The most yang true thunder is formed by extracting the essence of thunder and forcibly condensing it. It has more outstanding effects in warding off evil spirits.

The True Yang Thunder suddenly appeared, like a dazzling stream of light that suddenly burst out in the pitch-dark night. The light itself had certain additional effects, and the aura that permeated the ghost nest instantly dissipated rapidly to the rear as if it was restrained.

As the fourth-rank superior ghost king who bore the main attack and corrosive force of the True Yang Thunder, his originally black clothes also had wounds of varying sizes, and streams of black liquid with a fishy smell continuously spurted out of them.

"The True Yang Thunder, a fourth-order mid-grade thunder attribute treasure talisman. Human cultivators have indeed accumulated a lot of treasures. If it were a fourth-order upper-grade thunder attribute treasure talisman, this ghost ancestor would naturally have to retreat. But the one in front of me is not enough to make me afraid. But congratulations on successfully angering me. Today I have no choice but to swallow all the blood food into my stomach to relieve the hatred in my heart."

The fourth-grade superior ghost king who was suddenly attacked by thunder was naturally on the verge of an explosion of rage. His hands, which had almost transformed into white positive energy under the gathering of yin attribute power, were on the verge of collapse again. It could be said that he had failed at the last moment.

"You want to wantonly slaughter our human cultivators? You are a bit arrogant. You are only a fourth-rank upper-grade cultivator. How can you be qualified to be the founder of a sect here? You are really a joke."

Just at this moment, the figure of a human cultivator appeared.

(End of this chapter)