Hell Emperor

Chapter 118 Li Fei Mo - Corpse Oak Spirit

"what happened……"

Noticing Li Feimo's strangeness, Ye Jie was also startled by her reaction. The bloodshot pupils were a bit too scary no matter from which angle he looked at them.

Li Feimo's reaction was completely unlike her usual, which also made Ye Jie slightly confused and didn't understand what was wrong with her.

Shen Qingge understood all this clearly and reminded:

"Don't look directly at that oak tree. There are profound ghost arts on it. If you are not strong-willed, you will fall into deep fear and be unable to extricate yourself. If it is serious, you will not only lose your mind, but you will be scared to death. ”

Ye Jie was startled, remembering what Hua Xiaomei told him not long ago, that she was frightened to death because she accidentally glanced at Li Gui one more time. It can be said to be a very cruel way to die.

"Empty your mind and use magic skills."

Shen Qingge's teachings were indeed effective. Li Feimo took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and calmed down his gradually panicked heart.

The moment she opened her eyes again, her vision returned to clarity, and the bloodshot eyes in her pupils also disappeared a lot.

"Master, I'm ready to face the enemy..." Li Feimo asked for instructions.

"Don't use advanced thunder spells. It will cause strange phenomena in the world and attract the attention of more evil cultivators." Shen Qingge reminded.

Li Feimo nodded, held it with one hand, and the purple butterfly on his shoulder turned into a purple electric blue frost sword. He raised his body again, and with light steps, he rushed towards the evil cultivator blocking the road.

Shen Qingge had no intention of taking action and stood with his hands behind his back, his indifferent eyes falling on the evil oak tree in the distance.

Ye Jie was a little curious: "Qingge, I see you look as usual. Even if you look directly at the evil oak tree in the distance, your expression has not changed at all. Don't you feel afraid at all?"

Shen Qingge replied slowly: "My practice of Xuannv Sutra has now reached the stage of perfection, which allows me to abandon all distracting thoughts and not be involved in the world. No emotion can shake my heart, not even fear."

Ye Jie understood. Shen Qingge is worthy of being a member of the Immortal Sect, possessing such a unique magical power.

Except for fear, other emotions could not make any ripples in Shen Qingge's heart. Her arrogant demeanor also made her whole person as cold as ice and snow.

Now Ye Jie finally understood why Shen Qingge seemed like a different person after his strength recovered, and even seemed a little unkind.

"ah!"

"That sword..."

The shrill wailing interrupted the quiet atmosphere in the venue.

Facing Li Feimo's attack, the evil cultivators didn't take her seriously at first and didn't take her to heart at all.

Li Feimo's realm is only in the middle of the third level, and the three evil cultivators in the field each have the cultivation of the late third level. Not only are they stronger than her, but they also have an absolute advantage in numbers. How can they still be afraid of her? ?

But soon, the evil cultivators paid a heavy price for underestimating their enemies.

The sledgehammer wielded by the strong evil cultivator collapsed under the collision with the Purple Lightning Blue Frost Sword, and his entire body was cut in half, leaving him dead on the spot.

Seeing that the situation was not good, another evil cultivator waved the dagger in front of him vigorously, causing a series of loud breaking sounds. The tip of the dagger flashed with a faint cold light. It was obviously coated with poison, enough to scare away any enemy. .

He was about to retreat, but Li Feimo keenly found the flaw in his move. He thrust out a sword and penetrated his body. The strong electric arc attached to the sword even scorched his whole body.

Shen Qingge from behind nodded with satisfaction: "Now that Mo'er has absorbed the power of Xuan Sha and integrated this power into his own moves, his strength has reached a higher level. Even if he achieves the rank of immortal in the future, the power of Xuan Sha will still be against him. She is very useful and can be a great weapon in her hand.”

Ye Jie also sighed with emotion: "Li Feimo is not the only one who has absorbed the power of the Xuansha. Even Xia Wei has also absorbed part of the power of the Xuansha. That kind of opportunity is something that even ordinary people can't envy. ”

Mentioning Xia Wei, Ye Jie couldn't help but feel a little worried. He didn't know whether it was safe for her to take the left fork in the road. However, since there was no message from the Ghost Order, it seemed that there was no danger.

"That's right." Shen Qingge suddenly said, "I heard from Mo'er that Xia Wei has perfected the Nether Spirit Divine Art. Not only that, but she has also transformed into a sword, and then defeated Kui Niu..."

"It is indeed true." Ye Jie answered truthfully, "Speaking of which, I heard Miss Moth say that Qing Ge very much agrees with the exchange of skills and hopes to collect more skills to learn from each other's strengths. It should not be for the sake of the underworld. Shen Jue, but you should come to me to challenge me..."

Xia Wei learned the Nether Spirit Magic through Li Feimo and without Shen Qingge's consent.

As the master, Shen Qingge, if he was dissatisfied with this matter, Ye Jie would have no choice but to accept the punishment.

Fortunately, Shen Qingge's answer made Ye Jie relax a little:

"Thanks to the Nether Spirit Divine Art, Xia Wei was able to defeat Kui Niu and save Moth. I was grateful to her before it was too late, so how could she come to ask questions? Actually, what I want to say is another Something..."

Shen Qingge pursed her lips slightly and glanced to the side, as if she had something unspeakable. Her appearance made Ye Jie feel a little curious.

"I wonder if there is anything I can do? If it is something I can do, Ye Jie will not back down." Ye Jie said.

Shen Qingge finally spoke: "Actually, I have practiced the Nether Spirit Art before, but in the end I failed at the step of transforming into a sword. I am not like Mo'er, who has a spiritual butterfly with the same mind, so I couldn't transform my sword into a sword, and ultimately I couldn't practice the Nether Spirit Art..."

At the end of the story, Shen Qingge, who had always been indifferent, looked a little worried. Fortunately, Li Feimo was fighting the evil cultivator at the front, otherwise, her majesty as a master would have been lost.

Ye Jie seemed to understand something and followed her words: "If Qingge needs it, Ye Jie will do his best to help you practice the Nether Spirit Divine Art. However, Moth Girl also used the Nether Spirit Divine Art on me before. It can only turn me into a bracelet, but it cannot turn me into other ghost magic weapons..."

Shen Qingge explained: "That's because the bond between you is still shallow and has not yet reached a relationship that is enough to entrust your life. The strength of the magic weapon of the underworld is determined by the degree to which the two people are connected. If you are willing to risk your life If you give it to someone, it will naturally turn into a powerful ghost magic weapon in that person."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a sudden change in the scene.

Seeing that his companion died tragically at the hands of Li Feimo, the remaining evil cultivator finally couldn't sit still. He hurriedly retreated and retreated under the oak tree covered with corpses.

"This is impossible... You are only in the middle of the third level, why are you so strong?"

Facing Li Feimo, who was approaching step by step, even the mask on his face could not hide the fear in his heart. He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of hot blood toward the oak tree behind him:

"You forced me to do this... Corpse Oak Spirit, kill them!"

Blood sprinkled on the thick tree roots and seeped into them at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, a heart-stopping aura spread.

The towering oak tree began to tremble violently at this moment, and the lines in the trunk gradually became obvious, as if the blood vessels in the human body were beating with the pulse of ancient evil.

Under the call of the evil cultivator, the corpse oak spirit came to life, and its branches stretched out and turned into huge tentacles, twisted and tangled like vines, carrying a terrifying pressure.

The surrounding light was also severely distorted due to the awakening of the corpse oak spirit. Staring at the evil tree, it seemed as if one could hear countless evil spirits whispering in the ears, making one's whole body feel as cold as if he had fallen into the underworld.

"No... that zombie oak spirit is only at the late fourth level, but it is a very evil thing. Even I have to be careful when dealing with it." The strange changes in the scene made Shen Qingge's eyes shrink, and they were no longer the same as before. of calmness.

Looking at the awakened corpse oak spirit, Li Feimo's eyes widened, bloodshot eyes filled the air rapidly, and his body trembled. Even the purple electric blue frost sword in his hand could not be held tightly, and fell to the ground with a snap. He turned into a spirit butterfly and returned to her side.

Once bloodshot eyes fill Li Feimo's pupils, depriving her of all sight, what awaits her will be the result of being frightened to death. No matter how high her cultivation level is, she will not be able to save herself.

Even the evil cultivator who awakened the corpse oak spirit was no better. He fell to his knees and did not dare to look at the corpse oak spirit again, lest his mind would be completely destroyed.

The fear in his heart made him blind his eyes at the first moment. Although his face was covered with blood, he felt more relaxed than ever before.

"Don't look at it!"

Seeing that bloodshot eyes had occupied two-thirds of Li Feimo's pupils, and her life was in danger, Shen Qingge immediately stepped forward to cover Li Feimo's eyes, and at the same time used Kung Fu to comfort her and save her from danger. Intrusion from the outside world.

As the distance between him and the corpse oak spirit shortened, even little uncoordinated bloodshot red marks appeared in Shen Qingge's clear eyes. Although it was less than one-tenth of the area, it was still enough to cause concern.

"Be careful!" Ye Jie's reminder made Shen Qingge's heart freeze.

The retreat from the rear has been cut off by dozens of rotting figures. Those figures move stiffly, their hands and feet are uncoordinated, and there is a thick branch stuck behind their backs, controlled like puppets on strings.

The corpses that were previously hanging on the body of the corpse oak spirit are now all alive under its control. Judging from its appearance, it seems that it will never give up until Li Feimo and others are eliminated.

Facing a powerful enemy, Shen Qingge remained calm and composed. She reached into her sleeves, took out a small sword that was one finger long, threw it forward, and at the same time quickly made a seal. The small sword expanded to the length of an ordinary weapon. She continued to push, allowing the blade to continue to expand until it was three feet long. , then he stopped.

The three-foot flying sword hovered in front of Shen Qingge. Her eyes were cold and decisive, revealing the murderous intent.

As her mind moved, the flying sword quickly rotated around her body. The blade was sharp and sharp, cutting off everything it touched. An unknown number of rotten bodies controlled by the corpse oak spirit fell to the flying sword. Next, a circle of absolutely safe passages was cleared.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer rotting bodies, Shen Qingge suddenly stopped moving and almost fell into the ground along with the flying sword he was controlling.

A warm touch came from the tip of her nose. She stretched out her hand to wipe it, but she saw that her fingertips were stained with blood. She raised her eyes slightly, and Ye Jie on the side also noticed something strange about her.

Bloodshot eyes were spreading rapidly in Shen Qingge's pupils, occupying one-third of the area in the blink of an eye.

Ye Jie was anxious. Once the bloodshot spread more than half of the area, he would be like Li Feimo, unable to use his own strength at all, and would fall into deep panic and fear. And if the bloodshot occupied the entire area, it would be even worse. Will be scared to death directly.

Although Shen Qingge had practiced the Xuannv Sutra, the effect was not very good when faced with the evil corpse oak spirit. If he did not escape in time, he might be in danger.

"How could it be..." Shen Qingge also noticed something strange in his body and was surprised in his heart, "Ordinary evil objects cannot possibly shake the power of the Xuannv Sutra. There is something wrong with the Corpse Oak Spirit."

She was about to activate the flying sword to destroy the corpse oak spirit's torso when she suddenly stopped. The discomfort and panic in her heart made her unable to concentrate no matter what.

"No, fear has invaded my sea of ​​consciousness... In this state, I'm afraid I won't be able to continue fighting with my sword."

Shen Qingge was shocked. If he couldn't control the sword, all of them would suffer.

Just when Shen Qingge was worried, he saw a sharp sound breaking through the air next to him. It turned out to be Ye Jie asking for help from Yunzhu Guazi who was following Meng Junyao, asking them to help out.

As the rotten figures blocking the road were all swept away by Yunzhu, Ye Jie also came to Shen Qingge's side.

The power of fright and death in the way of ghosts and immortals can only be effective on living creatures. Although Li Feimo and Shen Qingge were both tortured by the fright of the corpse oak spirit, Ye Jie did not suffer anything.

"Qingge, let's go quickly. It's better to let Xia Wei and the others deal with this tree spirit later..."

Just as Ye Jie was halfway through persuading him, his hand was suddenly grabbed by Shen Qingge.

How could the arrogant Shen Qingge accept the evacuation proposal? She stared at Ye Jie and asked from the bottom of her heart: "Ah Jie, please help me."

"You mean... okay, take my power." Ye Jie was stunned and immediately nodded in agreement.

Shen Qingge suppressed the shock in his heart and made another seal, but this time, it was not for the purpose of controlling the sword, but for the purpose of using the Netherworld Divine Art.

Ye Jie's figure flickered, suddenly dispersed, and turned into a series of moving light points. The light points condensed but did not disperse, and then gathered next to Shen Qing's singer. She held it in the air, and the light points immediately solidified into a real object.

The first thing that stood out among Shen Qing's singers was a simple wooden handle. The wooden handle was carefully carved and exuded the antique fragrance of sandalwood.

"Is that a sword?" Guazitou saw Ye Jie's changes in his eyes and exclaimed.

"It doesn't seem to be a sword, but a stick, or maybe a long-handled weapon..." Yunzhu analyzed.

The wooden handle extends all the way up, giving people a sense of unresolved tension. Just the exposed wooden handle material is extraordinary. When the Netherworld magic weapon is revealed in full, what kind of amazing weapon will it be?

However, when the Ming Ling magic weapon revealed its true appearance, everyone was dumbfounded. It was not a stick or a long-handled weapon at all, but an oil-paper umbrella.