Fool Prince's Super-power Consort

Ghosts originally did not belong to the human world. Ordinary people would not be able to see them, unless the ghost was an unfathomable cultivator that could only appear in front of people. Apart from this, only cultivators, Taoist priests, and mortals with Yin Yang Eyes could see ghosts.

Now that the female ghost, Jin Ping, has left her host body and become a ghost, but her cultivation can't be condensed into a human body so naturally, mortals can't see her." Now that the female ghost, Jin Ping, has left her host body and can't form a human body, so mortals can't see her.

At the same time, someone from the crowd shouted, "Ghost, there's a ghost!"

It was a young student, looking at Female Ghost Jin Ping with a face full of fear. He wormed his way into the crowd, tightly grabbing onto the arms of his seniors, trembling in fear, "Master, there's really a ghost."

His clothes weren't that of a Daoist priest, it seemed that he was just an ordinary person with a Yin Yang Eye. The rest of the martial artists were also stunned. The saying of ghosts had always been popular, but only a few had actually seen one. Therefore, they were skeptical about one another and witnessed the war with their own eyes.

There were truly ghosts in this world! Was there an immortal?

In the next moment, all of them opened their eyes wide in disbelief, looking at Murong Ling in a daze, as they forgot to speak.

Murong Ling waved her hand and a dark green Ghost Vine appeared. She directly went into the Peach Blossom Array and pulled out a bunch of peach trees that still had soil on them. With a flick of her finger, a blue flame flew out and the flame seemed to have consciousness, it ignited the peach trees one after another. The choking smoke immediately filled the air, and the Soul Body's Jin Ping cried out in pain as she couldn't bear the smoke from the peach trees.

Another bronze coin flew out from the sword. The golden light flourished and enveloped Jin Ping, causing him to let out a mournful wail. Even the ordinary people who could not see the ghosts could feel the temperature dropping, the cold wind whistled, the chill was bone-piercing.

Jin Ping was forced to retreat step by step, the light that the copper coin emitted was like the flames of a red lotus, burning her up. The Soul Body was in a violent turmoil, with holes appearing on her body one after another.

"It won't be that easy to kill me."

Jin Ping laughed out loud as she conjured a technique with both of her hands, causing the white and white Yin Qi to rush over like floodwaters. Murong Ling made a hand sign, and countless green dots of light flew out from the surrounding vegetation, forming into a huge sword that chopped towards the Yin Qi. The Yin Qi was in contact with the Yin Qi, and the Yin Qi countered the Yin Qi.

"Look, the grass is withered!"

The grass and trees around Murong Ling seemed like a wave of light that spread out. Circle after circle, the tender green color of the leaves began to fade.

On the contrary, a dense green light overflowed from the withered vegetation, forming a ribbon of green light in the air, endlessly replenishing the enormous sword floating in the air. The green luster of the blade became darker and darker, becoming thicker until it became a black color that could not be dissipated.

Zhou Mingshan and the rest shivered. To extract the life force of a plant, what kind of evil technique was this?

Jin Ping's yin energy was too rich, and was the bane of her vitality to begin with. If she wanted to defeat the yin energy, she needed a strong life force, but currently, she only had Refinement Stage, the wood elemental energy in her body was too little, and the vitality of her Mortal World was too sparse, so it was impossible for her to gather a large amount of spirit energy to replenish within a short period of time.

The huge output caused the elemental energy in her body to be depleted, and even the Spiritual Sense felt faint pain. However, looking at the retreating Yin Qi, she steeled her heart, increased her drawing power, and immediately, the gigantic sword in the sky grew even taller, bringing with it the might of heaven and earth, as it slashed towards Jin Ping.

Jin Ping was shocked, and immediately started to release more Yin Qi. However, no matter how much more Yin Qi there was, it could not compare to Murong Ling's life force, which was equivalent to a thousand miles of plants and vegetation. The Yin Qi she condensed was immediately repelled by the huge sword, turning into broken pieces that were burnt by the blazing sun.

After repelling the Yin Qi, the green sword's imposing manner did not decrease, it continued to advance forward, causing Jin Ping's heart to tremble. Seeing that it was about to penetrate through her chest, she immediately raised her hand to block, causing her right arm to instantly turn into ashes.

In the next moment, Jiang Yunyin opened her eyes and felt the wind slashing at him, causing him to subconsciously roll to the side, but with a boom, dust started to billow, soil and wood flew everywhere, and the green sword finally used up all its energy and turned into smoke.

Murong Ling's face was drenched in sweat, her face was pale white, and she hurriedly stuffed a handful of Yang Yuan Dan and Spirit Soothing Pills in, only then was she able to recover a little. Looking at Jiang Yunyin, she was already standing behind the Immortal Alliance disciple with a deathly pale face, staring coldly at her. Although the Yin Qi was still pressing on her, Murong Ling knew that the one who was controlling her body right now was the original owner, Jiang Yunyin.

"Murong Ling, just you wait. You won't be happy for long, the chief will avenge us!"

Jiang Yunyin retreated step by step with Li Fuchen supporting him, Murong Ling immediately shouted, "Stop them!"

However, they were prepared. After throwing out a Raging Flames Bullet, they immediately stopped the martial artists that were rushing towards them. When the smoke dissipated, they had already disappeared into the forest.

They fled back.

"Princess Qin, what should we do now?"

Kun Yuanzi, the master of the entire Sun Temple, respectfully saluted Murong Ling, and he did not conceal the admiration and reverence in his eyes.

There were many references to cultivation in the Daoist books. Those who were ambitious would pursue the path to becoming an immortal, so they would refine pills to create talismans to worship the deities of the heavens. Using their faith and worship to obtain mana from the Daofather was very different from cultivators who absorbed the elemental energy of the heaven and earth by relying on their aptitude. Regardless of whether it was a Daoist or a cultivator, they all had to cultivate the heart.

Kun Yuanzi used to know that there were cultivators in the world from the books that he had treasured, but he had never seen them before. Now that he had personally witnessed Murong Ling's abilities, he naturally had to accept them faster than anyone else and submit to her power. He was willing to let her be the leader, and as for the Element Transformation Pill, he did not dare to have any greedy thoughts.

Murong Ling was very satisfied with his understanding, "The Qing Xue Shan are blocked by the Peach Blossom Forest, we cannot enter the mountain, we must break the formation. In order to prevent the thieves from sneaking away through the secret passage, we have to first organize a group of people to surround the entire mountain, and after the formation is broken through, we can then eliminate them in one fell swoop. "