I have a long pupil

Chapter 241 Dharma vs. Ghost Cultivator

No matter how hard it is, it's all in vain.

In the unwilling roar, the aura of the reincarnated demonic cultivator disappeared.

Perhaps he is an important figure in the killing cult,

Perhaps he was once a master of golden elixirs,
Or perhaps, it has traveled across multiple worlds.

But now, not even a name is left...

This is the horror of traveling through the world. Unless you are powerful enough to physically break through the world, you will have to start from scratch and be bound by the rules of the world.

On the road of spiritual practice, luck is indispensable.

But good luck will not always be around.

The surviving people naturally didn't know their identities, and they didn't care, because a greater danger had already arrived.

The soul bottle was broken, and the ghost's dream of becoming a fairy was completely shattered, but it also meant that he was completely out of trouble and turned into a ghost.

"Roar!"

As the demon cultivator's soul was devoured, the one-horned and one-eyed ghost cultivator suddenly spread his arms and let out a long howl.

His black and red robe exploded, and his body was actually made up of densely packed palms, which kept squirming, as if trying to grab something outside.

At the same time, a transparent ripple began to spread outward, and ghost claws appeared on both sides of the heads of the surrounding ghosts, blinding their ears and eyes.

This is a kind of ghost-controlling and spiritual-controlling technique.

When all the ghosts and gods appear, they will almost instinctively gather together to recruit ghost soldiers to strengthen their own strength.

The human-faced vine of Lu Xianggong, the ghost believers of Fushou Gong, and the placenta of the ghost mother... are all based on this principle.

"Get out!"

Pang Shanhu shouted sharply and asked everyone to leave.

Xuan Hua also had an ugly expression on his face, "If you can't escape, hurry up and put it on the altar!"

After saying that, he squeezed the magic formula, and the flying sword behind him buzzed and trembled. The murderous intention continued to rise, as if the dragon chanting sword was about to come out at any time and deliver a fatal blow.

However, as soon as his remaining junior disciples struggled to stand up, their bodies softened and fell to the ground with a thud.

They have been trapped here for too long, the weather is freezing cold, and the ground is covered with heavy snow. The only way their bodies can remain is because of the support of true energy, but at this time, their bodies are already empty.

"Brother, run away quickly and leave us alone!"

The altar could not be arranged, and several people gritted their teeth and roared. Even if Xuan Hua left this place alone, he could tell them what happened and let the sect send people to destroy this ghost cultivator.

The other people in Xunshan's lineage are also having a hard time.

The invisible ripples of the ghost cultivator swept across, and not only the ghosts under his command, but also many people in the patrol group had black mist ghost hands behind their heads, covering their eyes and ears.

They didn't know what they saw, but strange smiles appeared on their faces, and at the same time, a larger ghost hand appeared on the Tianling Cap.

"break!"

At this moment, Xuan Hua gave a sharp shout, and the flying sword behind him flew out with a clang, turning into white light, spinning in the air, one point two, two points four, four points eight... In the blink of an eye, it was densely packed, as if Flying fire meteors shot towards the ghost cultivators from all directions.

For a moment, the sword light was magnificent.

This is not really a flying sword. To make the sword light differentiate is far beyond what can be achieved during the Qi refining stage. Even the flying sword is not high enough.

This is Xuanhua's natal magical power: Flying Shadow, which is similar to an illusion. If the foundation is successfully established, the body can be transformed into a phantom clone. It is unpredictable and has huge potential. In addition, its extraordinary qualifications are why it has its current status. .

Of course, now it can only serve as confusion.

Fortunately, the ghost correction was subduing and gathering the group of ghosts, so that the ghost energy and resentment were gathered into one body, and he just instinctively avoided sideways.

Clang!
The sword roars like a dragon, and the cold light is sharp.

The ghost cultivator's head was hit and exploded, turning into a black mist. But before Xuan Hua could be surprised, the black mist suddenly shrank and turned into a one-horned and one-eyed head again.

"Missed the point!"

Xuan Hua was shocked, but when he tried to use the flying sword again, the true energy in his body was completely empty, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

Fortunately, this time, the ghost cultivation method was also interrupted.

Call ~
In an instant, a strong wind blew, and many evil ghosts turned into black smoke and scattered, returning to the spirit world. The confused disciples of the Xunshan lineage also escaped from the crisis.

"Roar!"

The ghost cultivator's one eye glowed with blood, and he was obviously furious. He then turned his head suddenly and looked at the short and fat disciple Meng Yuanshou who was holding the ancient picture and kept retreating.

As soon as the ghost claws were stretched out, a strong wind suddenly rose.

Meng Yuanshou felt a terrible suction force coming from the ancient map. He held the map tightly and screamed as he was dragged sliding in the snow and flying towards the ghost cultivator.

shhhhhh!
Others had already reacted, and the disciples of the Xunshan lineage drew their long bows one after another, and the soul-breaking arrows with yellow talismans whizzed out.

This is one of the main techniques of the Xunshan lineage.

A bit like Fang Xiangzong, their bows and arrows can be changed according to the talismans to deal with different evil spirits.

The soul-breaking arrow is the magic arrow to deal with the soul body of ghosts.

The sharp arrows were like rain, and the ghost cultivator was instantly enveloped, but he just looked up, and a strange red light spread in his one eye.

All the magic arrows were stuck in the air, buzzing and trembling, unable to fall. Then, they were quickly blackened, rotten and shattered by the corrosion of Yin Qi.

At the same time, the movements of his hands have not stopped.

Meng Yuanshou dragged the ancient painting underground, feeling increasingly desperate. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the ghost cultivator, out of fear, he finally let go.

He knew that although he had snatched the ancient painting, this mysterious magic weapon had been sacrificed by ghost cultivators a long time ago and he could not snatch it away at all.

Without the constraints, ancient painting is faster.

Whoosh!
But at this moment, a figure came through the air and grabbed the scroll, letting it buzz and tremble, but it was difficult to move at all.

The ghost's cloak is trembling and his face is cold. It is Zhang Biao's wandering god, Rampant Star Dharma.

Looking further into the distance, Pang Shanhu and Hou Shun were already sitting cross-legged with their hands in the air, surrounded by Yin talismans and beads, and a simple altar was set up.

On the ground, a summoning talisman had turned into black ashes. "Mr. Tai Sui!"

Meng Yuanshou breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Biao was also surprised. He was transporting Zhou Tian, ​​and he didn't realize that Xiang had sensed it, so he immediately set up an altar and borrowed it from the Buddha.

"Sir, that is an ancient ghost cultivator. This is a magic weapon refined by Ju. You must not let it get it..."

Meng Yuanshou quickly recounted the general process in almost one breath.

At the same time, feeling the aura of Zhang Biao's Dharma, the ghost cultivator also became extremely cautious, and his arms stopped surging while aiming at Zhang Biao.

I see…

Zhang Biao was surprised. He had also used the method of entering dreams to regularly communicate with the Youshen Team. He did not expect that everyone would fall into such a terrible situation in a short period of time.

Even if he falls into the ghost created by the "moment", he may not be able to escape easily.

"I understand, please step back first."

Zhang Biao's dharma image is a tangible and intangible body, with no weight at all, so it is suspended in the air, waving his hand to signal everyone to step back.

Meng Yuanshou was so excited that he endured his exhaustion and stumbled to join his fellow apprentices, not forgetting to pick up Xuan Hua and others who had fallen on the road.

Xuan Hua, on the other hand, stared blankly at Zhang Biao's figure suspended in the air, "How is it possible that the Yin God is wandering?"

His mind was in confusion. This ability was clearly the wandering spirit of the Yins. Could it be that Tai Sui had been promoted to the Golden Elixir?
Zhang Biao naturally didn't know what the person behind him was thinking. The dragon gourd around his waist buzzed and trembled, and he took away the ancient painting in an instant.

Each magical weapon containing "moment" has a wonderful ability that transcends the rules, even he is very curious.

But now, it is obviously not a good opportunity for sacrifice.

At the same time, a large amount of information came to the mind of the spiritual eye that was already functioning:
Bawanggu (eighth yellow level)

1. One-eye had a difficult life, and he regretted that his quest for immortality was not in vain.

The ancient cultivator was regarded as a monster by the world because of the revival of the blood of the ancient tribe in his body. After many vicissitudes of life, he became the leader of the Yin Shen Sect, determined to resurrect the ancient gods of the wilderness. He was surrounded and suppressed by various sects and hid in Yunling. He was short of longevity and wanted to practice the ghost way. But failed and turned into a ghost...

2. Build the foundation before death to condense magical powers: ghost eyes can extend the power of spells with the power of mind.Can use tricks: ghost hand, evil spirit, soul seduction, ecstasy, ghost fire, Yin body.Weaknesses: Extremely strong and yang power, ghost crystals in the body.

3. Trapped in the soul bottle, due to the advent of the end of the law, the external incense sacrifice is interrupted, and the level is dropped.

4. If the world bullies and humiliates me, I will return the world to the wilderness!
It turned out to be an ancient cultivator...

To be honest, when Zhang Biao saw this ghost cultivator, he thought he was some kind of alienated ghost.

Kui Gui is the leader, that is, the ghost king.

The ruins of the Luzhou battlefield were where a ghost king was born.

But looking at the information, it turns out that he is an unlucky guy who has returned to his ancestors.

"Roar!"

Bawanggu, who has become the ghost king, does not know that the bottom line has been seen through, and relies on instinct to seize the opportunity and immediately launch the trick.

In an instant, the dark wind exploded, sending sand and rocks flying.

A large black fog unexpectedly appeared around Zhang Biao, condensing into dense ghost claws and instantly submerging him.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Biao seemed to be wrapped in a large black cocoon formed by ghost hands, with countless claws surging wildly.

lost?

The Ghost King broke out completely, displaying terrifying energy that suffocated everyone. What they didn't expect was that Zhang Biao was trapped in an instant.

Call ~
Before anyone could react, bloody fire burst out from inside the cocoon, instantly turning all the ghost hands into ashes.

Zhang Biao then appeared with a calm expression, as if he had not been attacked at all just now, and at the same time, a small yellow jade cauldron appeared in his hand.

This is a new radium cauldron, which is refined from the radium disk obtained from Xianggong Lu. It is more powerful.

In the cauldron, there were several ghost hands that were squirming and struggling, but could not escape.

However, Zhang Biao discovered that the weakness of this ghost surgery method was that it was transformed into the ghost body of the ghost king. Although it was more controllable, it could also be used as a medium for casting spells, so he deliberately waited for it to attack.

A deep ancient curse sounded.

There was a strong wind around, and those evil ghosts that had escaped appeared again, looming in the dark wind and mist, holding their heads in extreme pain.

At the same time, the ghost hands inside the Cauldron also turned into black water.

Bang!
As Zhang Biao tapped lightly, a black ripple spread outward along the cauldron and passed by the Ghost King in an instant.

On the opponent's body, black lines suddenly appeared in the palm of the densely packed ghost hands.

The Ghost King did not seem to be harmed. The red light flashed in his one eye, and the invisible power spread. Everyone around him suddenly became confused and dull.

Only Zhang Biaonuo's face beam buzzed and trembled, and the phoenix fire protected his body, and was not affected.

Ecstasy, released through ghost eyes, is more powerful.

But the first curse was just for marking.

Zhang Biao immediately circulated his true energy and kept tapping the cauldron.

Bang bang bang!
In an instant, invisible ripples spread outward.

"Roar!"

The black thread of the curse spread like a spider web, and the ghost king's spirit was pierced like countless sharp knives, letting out a shrill scream, and then exploded into a large ball of black mist.

This is not death, but the Yin body of his magic. It is similar to the method of disintegration of demons. It spreads and then gathers the power. Although it will be damaged, it can relieve the harm of the magic.

Just now he was hit in the head by Xuanhua's flying sword, and he used this method to eliminate the damage.

But in the face of this terrible curse, the whole body will explode to break it.

However, Zhang Biao was waiting for this opportunity.

Buzz!
Inside the dragon gourd, densely packed soul-devouring cicadas roared out, and as the mist shrank, they all penetrated into the ghost king's body...

(End of this chapter)