Chronicles of Celestial Origins

The tiger-shaped ghost roared, and the black beam of light intensified a bit more. The giant sword in the golden skeleton's hand broke inch by inch and dissipated into the air. The black beam of light hit the skeleton, defeating its body, and rushed straight towards Yin Tianci without losing its momentum.

Yin Tianci did not dare to physically touch this powerful beam of light. He turned his left hand and a black shield rose up in the wind, blocking it in front of him.

There was a loud bang, the light beam hit the shield, and there was a soft sound of shattering from the shield.

The two only held each other for a few breaths before the beam of light dissipated out of thin air. However, Xiang Jingxing and others' spiritual weapon attacks were already in front of them, so the ghost had to give up on him for the time being and turn to deal with the powerful enemy in front of them.

I saw a black ball spit out from its mouth. This ball is called Ghost Pill, which is common to all ghosts. Just like the Monster Pill of a monster, it is formed by collecting its life essence, blood and cultivation.

The ghost elixir exploded with light, enveloping everyone's spiritual weapons.

Several people's spiritual weapons were enveloped by its light, and they were unable to move for an instant.

The ghost body flashed and attacked everyone.

Several people were shocked and retreated violently. Yin Tiansheng's body turned into dozens of blood crows and flew away. Qin Hao protected himself with a golden bell.

Xiang Jingxing made a secret in his hand, and the girl in white floated out of the iron scroll. She unsheathed her sword, broke through the restriction of the ghost bead's light, and returned to him to protect him.

Han Hun was the only one alone. He had no spiritual weapon to protect his body, and he had no way to escape. He could only form a spiritual shield around his body and retreat.

The ghost ignored everyone and rushed straight towards Han Hun. It is not known whether it knew that Han Hun was weak and picked on the weak, or because Han Hun destroyed his sarcophagus with a gold brick, so it remembered him.

The distance between the two was more than twenty or thirty feet, and the ghost was so fast that it only took a few breaths to get close to him.

When Han Hun saw it coming, his liver and gallbladder burst, and he shouted: "Brother, save me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tiger-shaped ghost was struck away with a claw. The spiritual shield on its body was torn apart like tissue paper, and its head was smashed to pieces by a claw. The man fell straight down, and blood flowed all over the floor.

The sword soul in Xiang Jingxing's iron scroll pointed at the ghost, and thousands of swords pierced it, but it was still a step too late.

The ghost smashed Han Hun's head with one claw, retreated violently, opened his mouth and swallowed the ghost pill into his belly.

The whole body condensed into a black halo, blocking the attacks of thousands of sword lights.

The spiritual weapon floating in the air was no longer restrained by the ghost pill and was free again. Only the gold brick dimmed and fell to the ground.

Thousands of swords pierced the round shield and broke into pieces. Xiang Jingxing saw Han's head was in a different place, and saw the ghost use the light circle again. He shouted loudly: "Everyone, if you have any other means, use them! For now The only solution is to use all our strength to fight it to the death. If we continue to be clumsy, we will kill it at its hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, the circle of light swelled to several feet in size, exploded, and countless black rays of light struck at the iron-curled girl in white.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Xiang Jingxing's eyes, he made a secret in his hand, and sprayed several mouthfuls of essence and blood on the iron scroll. The iron scroll burst into white light. After absorbing Xiang Jingxing's essence and blood, the figure of the woman in white changed from empty to solid. , but his eyes flashed.

The woman in white turned into a sword light, merged with the sword body, and slashed straight at the ghost.

Wherever the sword light passed, the space was faintly distorted, and the invisible sword intention shrouded the entire space. The black light in the sky collapsed before it came into contact with the white light. It was destroyed by the sword intention.

The entire space with a radius of dozens of feet has become a sword world, and it seems that there is only this white light between heaven and earth.

Xiang Jingxing's face was pale. He had raised this sword soul for decades, but it had not yet reached the point where it could be transformed into a solid substance. Now that he was forcefully destroying it, the spiritual power in his body was almost completely absorbed by it. No matter whether he won or lost this battle, he would not be able to solidify it. It was a heavy loss for him.

Forcibly destroying the sword soul would cause great harm to the sword soul itself, and his decades of hard work might be ruined in one fell swoop.

He had no choice but to do this. The opponent was far more powerful than he expected and was beyond his ability to compete. If he didn't fight hard at this time, he would only die.

If the sword soul is damaged, it can be nourished and rebuilt in the future. If the person dies, everything will be in vain.

The woman in white transformed into a sword and carried it forward indomitably, stabbing at the ghost with an enemy but no self.

The black silky light in the sky cracked inch by inch, and the space was slightly distorted. The tiger-shaped ghost opened its mouth and spit out black beads, and the light burst out and shrouded the sword light.

The sword light and the black light intertwined, like the tip of a needle meeting the light of wheat.

The sword light kept trembling and making a clear sound, trying to break through the black light restriction.

"Three thousand return to the origin, cut through the air with one strike." Yin Tianci formed a seal and shouted, and the golden minions all over the sky turned into golden light and merged into one. They held the spine blade and slashed at the ghost.

Yin Tiansheng's blue flying sword also exploded with light and slashed down.

The black round bead trembled for a while, and its light suddenly dimmed.

The tiger-shaped ghost roared loudly, and the black orb rotated slightly, and the light swelled, overwhelming several people's spiritual weapons.

"Brother Qin, why don't you take action? If I wait for death, will he let you go?" Xiang Jingxing shouted with sweat dripping from his forehead. His spiritual power was almost exhausted.

Qin Hao's expression changed slightly, then he gritted his teeth, took out a scroll, unfolded it, and sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

There was a three-headed blue bird monster painted in the scroll, which looked extremely weird, with a chicken head, an ox body, and a snake tail.

Qin Hao's essence and blood sprayed on the scroll, and the monster in the scroll actually began to twist. The three chicken heads opened their mouths to suck the essence and blood from the roll, and slowly broke out of the roll.

Its body is still in the scroll, but its head has come out of the scroll, sucking the blood on the scroll, sucking all the blood in the blink of an eye. At this time, half of its body has left the scroll, and the other half is still in the scroll. The monster keeps screaming, The cry is rapid.

Seeing this, Qin Hao spurted out two more mouthfuls of blood, and the monster sucked it up. Soon his whole body broke out of the scroll, spinning in mid-air, and ignited green flames all over his body, and rushed towards the monster.

And the scroll turned into powder the moment it pulled away.

This scroll itself is a second-level sealing scroll. It contains the spirit of a three-headed blue bird sealed in it. He spent a lot of money to buy it for self-defense. These sealing scrolls are invalid after one use. Like talismans, they are consumables with great power. Much bigger than the magic talisman.

The magic talisman is just a seal of the monk's magic. When used, the magic can be released by activating the talisman.

But this sealing scroll seals the spirit of the monster.

Not to mention that the difficulty of making a seal scroll is much higher than that of a magic talisman. The spirit of this monster is not that easy to obtain. It is very difficult to completely refine its spirit.

The three blue birds were ignited with blazing green fire and attacked the ghosts.

The light of the ghost bead shrouded it, and was washed away by the green fire. Three blue birds chirped loudly, and the sky filled with green flames swept towards the ghost.

The ghost bead shook violently, and the light became weaker and weaker.

After a long stalemate, there was a small cracking sound, and the ghost bead split into tiny slits and turned into powder. Everyone's spiritual weapons, magical powers, and spells rushed towards the ghost and swallowed it up.

The ghost only had time to let out a miserable cry before it was drowned by all kinds of light. Even the flesh and blood were steamed by the flames of the three blue birds.

After everyone killed the tiger-shaped ghost, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiang Jingxing performed a magic trick, and the woman in white returned to the iron scroll. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and took back the iron scroll with a move of his hand. When he looked inside with his spiritual consciousness, he saw that the sword soul was very weak and only the remaining A ball of light the size of a thumb.

Xiang Jingxing was heartbroken. When he first got the iron scroll, the sword soul looked like this, which meant that his decades of hard work were wasted in this battle.

Yin Tianci shed his iron-bone golden body and returned to his human form. He did not suffer any major losses in this battle, except that his shield was hit by the tiger monster and had some cracks.

Only the three-headed blue bird lingered in the air and never dispersed.

Several people's faces were a little pale, and their spiritual power was greatly depleted. Especially Xiang Jingxing, whose spiritual power was almost exhausted.

Among the four, Yin Tiansheng was in the best condition. He exerted the least effort and did not consume much spiritual energy.

The few of them walked towards the hall without waiting to recover their spiritual power. When passing by Han Hun, Xiang Jingxing sighed slightly, waved and took his storage bag into his hand.

During the fight between several people, most of the main hall collapsed and was left in ruins.

Several people walked quickly to the cabinet and opened it. They found that it was empty and there was nothing else. For a moment, several people looked at each other in disbelief.

"What, what's going on? Why is there nothing?" Qin Hao opened several other cabinets, but they were all empty.

Several people looked extremely ugly, especially Xiang Jingxing and Qin Hao.

They suffered the greatest loss in this battle. The sword soul that Xiang Jingxing had cultivated and nourished for many years was destroyed, and Qin Hao's valuable sealing scroll used for self-defense was also scrapped.

Originally, the two of them thought that killing the ghost and taking the treasures in the palace would be enough to make up for the loss. After all, the ghost guarding the seal is so powerful, so the treasure in the palace must be very important.

Now there is nothing, which is hard for the two of them to accept for a while.

Several people dug up and down the entire hall to search, even looking over the ruins and tiles, but found nothing.

The hall fell into silence for a moment. It was obvious that the efforts of several people fighting to the death with those ghosts were in vain.

It seems that this palace is a trap set by the treasure-hiding monk.

After a while, Yin Tianci said: "The person who hid the treasure put those pills in the first palace to make unknowing intruders think that all the palaces contained treasures, so that we would take the initiative to uncover them." The seal in the palace and the battle with those ghosts were actually an unnecessary battle. "

"Damn it, his heart is worth killing." Qin Hao said bitterly

Yin Tiansheng said: "If we didn't destroy the sarcophagus, it wouldn't be like this. Fellow Daoist Han finally killed himself."

Yin Tianci asked: "How should we decide now? Should we continue to move forward or go back home? What do the two fellow Taoists think?"

Xiang Jingxing and Qin Hao were both silent.

Going further, you will find the main hall in the center of the entire palace. There must be rare treasures hidden there. Otherwise, it would be meaningless for the treasure-monster to come up with this treasure map. Is it just for some pills?

Even the formation consumes more than just these spiritual stones. So the final treasure must be in the central hall.

But the question is, how many people can take away those treasures? The strength of the ghosts sealed in this inner temple has reached the stage of foundation-building perfection. The guards in the central hall will definitely not be weaker than here, maybe they are the ones in the Golden Core realm.

Don't talk about collecting the treasure then, your life will not be saved.

To go or not to go, that is the question.