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Chapter 338 Destroying the Ghost
"what's going on?"

Hearing the cultivator's screams and seeing his painful appearance rolling on the ground, Zhang Chen's face changed slightly, and he stopped walking involuntarily, turned his head to look at Zhao Hu and asked.

Zhang Chen heard Zhao Hu's reminder just now, and knew that Zhao Hu must have known something. Why did the cultivator roll on the ground just after touching the statue of the demon god, feeling in pain.

"Just now a ghost came out of the statue of the demon god and entered his body. It is estimated that he is competing with him for control of the body!!"

Hearing Zhang Chen's words, Zhao Hu pointed at the monk who was rolling on the ground, and said loudly with a serious expression on his face.

"What! It turned out to be a ghost!"

As soon as Zhao Hu's voice fell, Zhang Chen was startled and exclaimed involuntarily.

Amidst Zhang Chen's exclamation, other monks raised their vigilance one after another, watching the monk rolling on the ground with vigilant eyes, and the mana in their bodies surged rapidly, ready to launch a fierce attack on that monk at any time attack.

In the midst of everyone's vigilance, the monk rolling on the ground slowly calmed down, lying there quietly, like a dead body, but his face twitched a few times, indicating that he was still alive.

"He's dying, his body is about to be taken over by ghosts, we must stop the ghosts from occupying his body immediately, otherwise, none of us can get out alive!"

Seeing the cultivator's appearance, Zhang Chen's heart tightened, and he quickly reminded loudly, and aroused the magic power in his body, a flying sword shot out from his body, with a sharp edge, straight towards the monk. A monk who was lying on the ground quickly slashed away.

At the same time, the other monks did not hesitate at all, they all gave a soft drink, aroused the magic power in their bodies, and urged the magic weapon to attack the monk lying on the ground.

They are not fools, nor are they idiots who don't know anything. They all clearly know that the monk's body is occupied by ghosts.

With terrifying power, more than a dozen magic weapons flew across the void like lightning, and landed on the monk with incomparable accuracy, destroying his body instantly, turning it into blood and flesh fragments all over the sky, scattered in the hall.

The cultivator's body was destroyed, and the ghost exuding a strong yin energy was reflected in everyone's field of vision.

One person tall, the shadowy ghost with a vague face exudes a strong yin energy, a pair of black eyes, flashing with a murderous light, one disappears, and then disappears in place, turning into a black afterimage, straight towards a monk's body rushed over.

Facing the galloping ghost, the cultivator was shocked without any hesitation. With a roar, the magic power in his body circulated rapidly, and the magic weapon in his hand quickly swung out to attack the ghost.

In front of the magic weapon with powerful attack power, the ghost instantly turned into a phantom, passed through the magic weapon, and entered the monk's body in a state of stunned and terrified face.

what!what!what!
As soon as the ghost entered the cultivator's body, it tried to occupy the monk's body and consciousness, causing the monk to let out shrill screams, desperately fighting against the ghost in his mind.

"His body is occupied by ghosts, kill him immediately!"

Seeing the afterimage of that monk, a cold light flashed in the eyes of a monk not far away, he roared loudly, and took the lead in mobilizing the mana in his body, the extremely sharp flying sword, with terrifying power, lightning-like Slashed across the void, and slashed straight towards the monk's body.

The cultivator who was infiltrated by the ghost was busy competing with the ghost for the control of the body, and his control over the body was almost zero. The extremely sharp flying sword fell on the cultivator's body with incomparable accuracy, directly killing him. Cut into two pieces, bloody flying swords, died tragically on the spot, and the ghost once again appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Looking at the ghost that once again appeared in everyone's field of vision, a cold light flashed in Lu Yu's eyes. He put the harmonica in his hand to his mouth and played it softly. It spread to everyone's ears, so that everyone's nervous mind was relieved.

The melodious sound of the harmonica is very pleasant to the ears of the monks, but it is very harsh and unpleasant to the ears of the ghosts. It carries a terrifying power, as if it is about to tear the ghosts apart, making the ghosts utter painful sounds. There was a roaring sound, and the body began to collapse, as if it would collapse and disappear at any time.

Seeing that Lu Yu's sound attack had such an obvious effect on Yin Soul, more than a dozen monks in the Inheritance Hall showed a hint of surprise on their faces. The attack seemed to destroy the ghost in one fell swoop.

Immediately, only a dozen pieces of magical artifacts were seen, carrying terrifying power and extremely powerful destructive power, falling on Yinhun's body with incomparable accuracy, penetrating through Yinhun's body, causing Yinhun's body to collapse, turning into specks of black light, and disappearing in the invisible.

"Finally killed the ghost!"

Seeing that the Yin Soul collapsed under the attack of more than a dozen magic weapons, a monk cheered loudly with excitement on his face.

"Don't be too happy, this ghost hasn't disappeared yet, it's just that the body has collapsed temporarily!"

Hearing the excited cheers of the monk, a monk who knew a lot about ghosts looked at the black air not far away with a vigilant look, and reminded loudly.

In the sound of the monk's reminder, the ghost that had disintegrated and turned into black light condensed again to form a phantom of the ghost again, but the yin energy released from the body was much less.

Seeing this scene, the faces of more than a dozen monks in the Inheritance Hall changed slightly. Without any reminder, they all aroused the magic power in their bodies, urged the magic weapons in their hands, and launched a fierce attack on the ghosts, destroying the ghosts over and over again.

When Yinhun's body was destroyed more than ten times in a row, and his body was only half of its original size, and the Yin energy emanating from his body was only one-tenth of that before, Lu Yu's forehead was covered with bean-sized sweat, and the mana in his body After spending more than half of it, he stopped playing helplessly, and the melodious sound of the harmonica disappeared in the inheritance hall.

Hiss!Hiss!Hiss!
As soon as the melodious harmonica sound stopped, the ghost, which had been destroyed more than ten times, immediately let out a roar of excitement, turned into a black afterimage, disappeared in place, flashed across the void like lightning, and rushed into the body of a monk. in the body.

"Get out of here!"

As soon as the ghost entered the cultivator's body, the monk let out a roar, desperately concentrating his mental strength, trying to drive the ghost out of his body.

Seeing the ghost rushing into the monk's body and inheriting the other monks in the hall, he hesitated for a while, without any words, tacitly encouraged the mana in his body, and attacked the monk with one piece of magic weapon And go, before the ghost has taken over the monk's body, kill him ruthlessly and force the ghost out.

The ghost that was forced out let out an ugly roar, and a ferocious light flashed in its black eyes. With a flicker of its figure, it disappeared in place and rushed towards another monk.

"Get out of here!"

Seeing the ghost rushing towards him, the cultivator was startled, his face changed drastically, and with a roar, the mana in his body surged rapidly, and the flying sword suspended in front of him was full of light, releasing a series of fierce waves. The extremely sharp sword light slashed towards Yinhun's body.

At this moment, the cultivator did not dare to hold back the slightest bit, and tried out his trump card, so as not to be stalked into the body by ghosts and ruthlessly killed by other cultivators.

The sharp sword light all over the sky blocked the way of Yinhun, slashed fiercely on Yinhun's body, pierced through the phantom of Yinhun, and reduced the Yin energy on Yinhun a lot.

At the same time, the fierce sword light all over the sky forced the ghost to change its direction and target, pounce on another monk, and under the surprised and horrifying eyes of that monk, he jumped into his body, frantically seize control of its body.

However, before the ghost could control the cultivator's body, more than a dozen instruments, with terrifying power, fell on the cultivator's body, killing the cultivator mercilessly on the spot, turning it into countless Fragments of flesh and blood were scattered on the inheritance hall.

"We can't go on like this, otherwise, we will all die here! Don't keep it, everyone, use all your strength to kill this ghost!"

In the blink of an eye, several monks on our side died, and they still died in the hands of himself and others. Zhao Hu's face changed slightly, and he immediately called out loudly.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Hu stimulated the magic power in his body, let out a soft drink, and the flying sword in his hand shot out, releasing sharp sword lights in mid-air, forming a dense network of sword lights, towards Yinhun's body Attack away, making it impossible for the ghost to hide.

Hearing Zhao Hu's voice and seeing Zhao Hu's movements, the other monks did not hesitate at all. They all roared angrily, the mana in their bodies circulated rapidly, and one after another extremely fierce attacks fell on Yinhun's body, smashing Yinhun's body. Destroying it all over and over again, it completely turned into wisps of black air and disappeared from this world.

"The ghost is completely destroyed!"

The monk who knew better about ghosts sniffed his nose and shouted with excitement.

(End of this chapter)