Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 130 Trash Treasure
After putting away the censer and the book, Lynch jumped off the case, glanced around, and found that everyone's eyes became extremely scarlet, as if they were possessed by something.

Even some people screamed in pain, their bodies were constantly twisted, making strange shapes, and some people's movements had already been twisted.

The scene was shocking, Lynch couldn't bear to look straight at it, and many people laughed ferociously, which was exactly the same as the laughter from the ghost banner just now.

"This is a ghost technique. Some ghosts are bound in ghost banners to control people's spirits. If they are controlled, life and death cannot be controlled by themselves!"

Lynch secretly said, this kind of spell has been lost for many years, why did it appear here, only someone who knows this kind of ghost-controlling skill is only in the third day, even if there is, the spell is not too high.

The hundreds of people who came in just now were killed and injured in a blink of an eye. There were many corpses lying on the ground, some of which were mutilated or even beyond recognition.

Lin Qi was secretly surprised when he saw it, and he couldn't describe his mood at the moment. Some martial arts masters also began to show sly smiles, very evil. If their souls were not strong, they would have become ghost sacrifices like those martial spirits at this moment. Taste.

All of a sudden, Lynch felt a sea of ​​souls move, and there was a dark energy that wanted to enter his mind and control his soul.

The soul fire hidden in the sea of ​​souls suddenly moved, swallowing a mass of pitch-black matter, and then Lynch could clearly hear a scream.

The black substance is just a group of ghosts. They are almost invisible and qualityless. If they don't enter the soul, they can't feel its existence at all.

After absorbing the ghost, Lynch found that his soul fire was much stronger, and a smile appeared on his face. The ghost is actually a state of the soul, and after being swallowed, it can just replenish the fire of the soul.

The two were originally the same thing, the stronger the fire of the soul, the stronger Lynch's primordial spirit would be, and a few balls of black matter entered Lynch's body, trying to occupy the magpie's nest.

The black matter that entered the soul sea fulfilled the soul fire, which was the size of a fist just now, but in a blink of an eye, it grew a circle, and the flame became thicker and thicker.

"Ong!"

There was a sudden fluctuation in the space. Someone was shooting at Lynch. He woke up instantly, gave up and continued to absorb ghosts, and raised the fire of the soul.

Some masters of the Martial King lost their minds and hunted recklessly, and those poor Martial Spirit Realm were killed and injured again.

"If you don't want to die, tear off this portrait, the exit is here!"

More than a dozen Martial Kings were still awake, and with Lin Qi's strength alone, it was impossible to tear off this portrait. The door of the main hall had already been closed, and it was impossible to get out.

Everyone fell into a desperate situation, and even the master Wu Wang couldn't calm down. Hearing Lin Qi's roar, his mind was much clearer.

Regardless of whether what Lynch said was correct or not, they had no choice at this moment, they had to do it, otherwise everyone would die here.

More than a dozen Martial Kings shot together and flew towards the portrait, and some even sacrificed their weapons to cut off the portrait.

"Boom!"

There was a strong rebound force in the portrait, and more than a dozen Martial Kings were thrown out. The portrait was intact, and it seemed that there was a kind of magical energy guarding the portrait.

Realizing that something was unusual, everyone already believed it, and the exit was on the portrait. This time, everyone mobilized more spiritual power and crazily rushed to the portrait.

"jump!"

It was as if the sky was falling apart, and there was a crack in the portrait, and those martial king masters were also uncomfortable, and some people were injured by the counter-shock force.

Before the first wave stopped, the second wave of attacks came again. All kinds of martial arts gathered together to form a wave that rushed towards the sky, carrying an invincible momentum, and went straight to the portrait.

In the center of the hall, a gust of wind blew up all the broken corpses. The scene was incomparably spectacular. This was a attack by more than a dozen Martial Kings together.

With overwhelming momentum, Lynch has long been hiding far away, unable to get close at all. If the gap cannot be opened, even he will not be able to leave here.

The surviving Martial Spirit Realm one by one seemed to be dazed, the sly smile on their faces was receding, their eyes still couldn't believe that so many people had died.

"boom!"

The portrait suddenly cracked, like a torrential flood, impacting on the portrait, forming a wave of air, sweeping around, and as the portrait cracked, a gap appeared.

Then a strong suction force made everyone's bodies involuntarily sucked in by the gap, and then disappeared, Lynch was no exception.

"call!"

Lynch suddenly felt his body regain consciousness. The tearing force just now almost made his body collapse. He stood up and looked around.

They actually appeared at the exit of Mang Mountain. As for where the main hall is, no one knows, it seems to have completely disappeared, the ground began to sink, and the original opening has been healed.

Feeling sore all over his body, Lynch took out a few pills and swallowed them, checked the injury and found that there was nothing serious, so he was relieved.

"This is impossible, I obviously got the treasure, how could this happen."

Suddenly someone yelled, holding a pile of broken tiles in his hand, it was difficult to accept this reality.

The same goes for the others, even the masters of King Wu, they more or less snatched something in the hall and took it out one after another.

"Impossible, impossible, I got a peerless book, how could it be a broken book!"

Another person took out a book from his arms. When he was in the hall, it was a very simple book with a few large characters written on it. It looked like a treasure.

But after coming out, everything changed, and some people even took out things that turned into rotten cabbage, many people couldn't laugh or cry.

Even those King Wu were not spared, they took out all the things they got, hundreds of people went in, only five or sixty people came out alive, these treasures, they risked their lives to snatch them, now they have become garbage, how can they accept it.

After entering the main hall, Lynch has discovered that everything is an illusion, not what people see, the eyes blinded by ghosts, the so-called treasures are just a kind of blindfold.

More and more people complained that what they got basically didn't have any treasures. Lynch stood quietly by the side, swept the storage bag with his spiritual sense, and didn't take it out.

"Boy, we have taken out all our things, why don't you take them, don't tell me the things you got have not become garbage!"

The Yellow Crane of the Royal Beast Sect appeared. He fought with Lin Qi for the incense burner, and was finally obtained by Lin Qi. Only Lin Qi didn't take it out, so he was very suspicious.

"I, like you, have become trash!"

Lynch shrugged, of course he would not take it out, the censer was still there, from the moment Lynch got the censer, he felt that this censer was not simple, and that book was full of simple rules.

"I don't believe it unless you show it!"

Huang He pressed on step by step and asked Lynch to take it out, saying nothing. Now that all of them have taken out their things, Lynch is the only one left.

"That's right, boy, take it out quickly!"

Some people followed suit. With so many people, everyone was more or less injured, but Lynch couldn't see any injuries all over his body, which was very strange in itself.

Lynch quickly became the target of everyone's crusade. After so many people died, he didn't even get a treasure. Everyone was suffocated.

Many relatives and friends died in Mang Mountain. They were in a bad mood, so they could only vent their anger on Lynch.

Because there are not many eighth-rank martial spirits left, almost all of them are dead, and the rest are ninth-rank martial spirits, picking soft persimmons, this is a common problem of people, thinking that Lynch is easy to bully.

"What qualifications do you have to ask me to take it out!"

Lin Qi's face turned cold, and his eyes swept over everyone, even the master Wu Wang from Qingyun Mansion showed a trace of indifference, and did not stand up to help Lin Qi.

"Stinky boy, don't give you shame, since you don't know what to do, I will kill you first!"

A ninth-rank martial spirit of the Beastmaster Sect couldn't stand it anymore. This time, the Beastmaster Sect suffered heavy losses. The daughter of the lord died here, and the young master was also injured all over. How could he not be angry.

"Is the Royal Beast Sect amazing!"

Lynch sneered, this is the exit of Mangshan Mountain, and the mentor of Qingyun Mansion will return in a short time, and it will be safe by then.

"The Emperor Beast Sect is indeed not very remarkable, but it is enough to kill you!"

This ninth-rank martial spirit seemed to be familiar with Lynch, but he couldn't tell. When he was besieging Lynch last time, he glanced at him from a distance. After Lynch killed Chen Chen, he suddenly disappeared, leaving only a back.

"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

Lin Qi had killed a ninth-rank martial spirit in a fourth-rank martial spirit, and now that he has stepped into an eighth-rank martial spirit, the ninth-rank martial spirit is like an ant, and has not drawn out the dragon-slaying sword.

"It's a joke, a little ant dares to speak out loudly, prepare to die!"

The ninth-rank martial spirit made the first move without any warning, and punched Lynch down with a powerful punch, like a ferocious beast, roaring angrily.

The storm formed by the fist set off a frenzied wave on the ground, enough to destroy a building. The terrifying vigor formed ripples, continuously rushing towards the surroundings.

Those in the Martial King Realm seemed to be watching a joke, each with a wicked smile on their lips, and their nervousness dissipated a lot, leaving only a playful look.

"Good come!"

Breaking through the third turn, Lynch was just trying to see how strong his physical body was. With a sweep of the fist wind, he went straight to the opponent.

The people around all showed horror. How could Lynch's fist be so powerful and make the sound of thunderstorm? It's simply inconceivable.

The opponent seemed to feel it too, and didn't dare to be careless. Suddenly, the strength increased, and the ground was violently blown, flying sand and rocks, and the bodies of the two could not be seen, as if the end of the world was coming.

However, at a distance of dozens of steps, in the blink of an eye, an arc appeared at the corner of Lynch's mouth, and a golden light shone from under his body.

"boom!"

Then a terrifying air wave appeared layer by layer, sweeping across the surroundings, and some ninth-rank martial spirits were directly thrown out, unable to resist the force of the two people's impact.

(End of this chapter)