Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1836 The Yin Spirit King Appears
More and more Yin spirits gathered around, but they were very quiet, even deathly still.

Looking at the pale scene, everyone felt their scalps go numb.

There were even many Yin spirits wandering past the crowd, but they didn't even look at them.

"If I had known this Yinling Hall soul stone could be used in this way, I would have done nothing." Zhao Liangcai said with a mournful face.

In fact, even if he knew the function of the soul stone of the Yinling Hall, he didn't dare to try it indiscriminately. After all, no one knew whether these Yinlings would suddenly turn against each other.

What's more, there is such a powerful Yinling King.

However, Mo Xian didn't have such scruples. The Yinling King's strength was about the same as the Dark Demon Emperor's, and his origin power also restrained the Yinling King.

In addition, the Yinling King should have been seriously injured last time, otherwise it would be impossible for only the seriously injured Shu Feng to appear.

Zhao Liangcai's voice immediately attracted the attention of some ghosts. They turned their heads and looked at Zhao Liangcai and the others quietly with their defeated eyes, indescribably strange.

"Don't talk!" Meng Yang whispered quickly.

In fact, there was no need for him to say anything, Zhao Liangcai was already too frightened to make a sound.

"Strange, where is the Yinling King!"

After waiting for a long time, Mo Xian still did not see the Yinling King appearing, which was his main goal.

Tried again to integrate Yuanli into the soul stone of Yinling Hall, and immediately another strange wave spread out.

After three consecutive attempts, there was finally movement on the distant horizon.

It was an unusually powerful and eerie aura, spreading like a piece of cold air.

"The biggest one is finally coming out!"

Feeling this breath, everyone's expressions tightened.

If the soul stone of the Yinling Palace cannot restrain the Yinling King, waiting for them will be a big battle.

Looking at the pale figure approaching quickly in the distance, an imperceptible smile gradually emerged from the corner of Mo Xian's mouth.

If the soul stone of the Yinling Palace can control the Yinling King, then they will make a lot of money.

Moments later, the Yinling King shot towards him. Its figure was much more illusory than before. Obviously, the last battle with Shufeng exhausted it a lot.

"You are so brave, you dare to move the soul stone of the Yinling Palace." The Yinling King stared at Mo Xian with his pale eyes, and his voice was hollow and gloomy, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell.

"If my guess is correct, you should live here." Mo Xian shook the soul stone of the Yinling Temple in his hand, and said flatly.

Hearing this, the Yinling King trembled slightly, as if he was very resistant to the soul stone of the Yinling Hall.

In fact, what Mo Xian said was not wrong. For quite a long time, the Yinling King was suppressed in the Yinling Temple by the soul stone of the Yinling Temple.

This time it managed to get out of control, and it never wanted to go back.

"Hmph, do you think that I will surrender obediently if I hold the soul stone of the Yinling Hall? This time, I will completely destroy it." The Yinling King roared, and a sword that was as pale as his body in the palm of his hand immediately Emerge.

Compared with ordinary long swords, this sword is longer, almost as tall as a normal adult.

It is obviously extremely difficult to control such a long sword.

But the Yinling King swung the long sword in his hand very smoothly, as if the sword should be like this.

The piercing sword energy rippled from the long sword, like blossoming flowers, beautiful and coquettish, but contained in it was an extremely terrifying murderous intent.

"Purgatory Sword Art!"

The Yinling King let out a low cry, and stabbed out the long sword in his hand suddenly, a little cold light appeared at the tip of the sword, and then expanded instantly, turning into a huge sword light of hundreds of feet.

The sword glow seemed to be extremely heavy, compressing the space so much that it trembled a little.

"boom!"

The monstrous sword intent swept away at this moment, and the whole space seemed to be fragmented, reflecting a strange light.

Everyone felt a sharp pain in their eyes at this moment, and they closed their eyes involuntarily.

A huge sword glow roared out, and terrifying power swept across the world, triggering a powerful energy storm.

The sword light enveloped all of Mo Xian's escape routes, and there was no way to avoid it.

But Mo Xian didn't even think about avoiding it, he just stepped out suddenly, and at the same time, his hands quickly formed seals.

The printing method changed rapidly, and the circulation of energy in Mo Xian's body became faster and faster, followed by a shocking thunder.

"boom!"

Lightning arcs circulated throughout Mo Xian's body, and in a certain particle in his body, the silent thunder dragon also suddenly let out a roar at this time.

The tyrannical force poured into his body in an instant, causing the space to slowly ripple as if it couldn't bear it.

Mo Xian raised his head slightly, looking at the sweeping sword light, there seemed to be countless thunder flashes in the depths of his eyes, like a world of thunder.

Waiting for the sword light to come to his body, Mo Xian slowly raised his fist and punched it out when his whole body was already in pain.

"boom!"

At the moment of contact, the sound of thunder suddenly resounded, and infinite thunder light spread out from Mo Xian's body, like ferocious pythons dancing wildly in the air, covering the sun's light.

The two opposite shock waves rubbed against each other violently, and the violent energy whizzed away one after another. Wherever they passed, everything returned to nothingness.

Moments later, a powerful wave gushed out from Mo Xian's fist, piercing through the sword glow containing astonishing energy, and fiercely darting towards the Yinling King.

The moment the sword light was pierced, the dense sword energy in the air also dissipated instantly, leaving only the powerful energy full of terrifying power.

"too strong!"

Everyone squinted their eyes to see the blow, and sighed lightly as they couldn't recognize it.

Today's Mo Xian has surpassed them too much. If they don't seize the time to improve their strength, they may be completely left behind.

Seeing the terrifying energy coming towards him, the Yin Ling King's pupils shrank suddenly, and the long sword in his hand immediately swiped in front of him.

A piece of sword glow rippling away, blocked in front of the Yinling King like a shield.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, the sword glow shield only supported for a moment before collapsing, and the Yinling King's figure was thrown backwards for a thousand meters.

Although it was only a few days, Mo Xian's strength has obviously improved a lot.

This is because his strength had improved by leaps and bounds at the beginning, and he was still a little uncomfortable for a while.

And when this unsuitability gradually becomes proficient, his strength will naturally rise again.

After repelling the Yinling King, the thunder light on Mo Xian's body was absorbed, and at the same time, the dark energy behind him instantly condensed into a pair of fire wings.

He stomped his feet in the air, and with the wings shaking violently behind his back, his figure immediately turned into a streak of light and rushed towards the Yinling King who flew upside down.

Almost instantly, Mo Xian appeared in front of the Yinling King. At the same time, he turned his palm, and the Soulstone of the Yinling Palace appeared in his palm.

A strange wave rippled out, instantly covering the Yinling King.

The Yinling King's figure immediately became distorted, and he involuntarily flew towards the soul stone of the Yinling Hall.

But at the moment when he was about to touch the soul stone of the Yinling Hall, the Yinling King suddenly let out a roar, and stabbed Mo Xian with the long sword in his hand.

Mo Xian didn't dare to push him too hard, and immediately shifted his body sideways, but there was still a bloodstain on his chest.

The Yinling King took the opportunity to break free from the shackles of the soulstone of the Yinling Hall, and looked at Mo Xian with serious eyes.

"Hmph, you want to subdue me, dreaming!"

(End of this chapter)