Resurrection of spiritual energy: I am cultivating the underworld in the world of supernatural power

"Hmm, what is it?"

In mid-air, Liu Shaoming, who was standing in a sea of spiritual power, suddenly flashed a solemn look on his face after he found that his sword was stopped by a strange ink-colored barrier.

Fang Cai's blow fully consumed sixty percent of Liu Shaoming's spiritual power, and the power contained in it was not insignificant!

Under such a strong spiritual pressure, even Zhu Yan, who was at the peak of the Yuan Ghost, could only end up in ambush.

But....

It was a knife that was enough to cut off the sun and the moon, and when it hit this black barrier, it was like cotton hitting a stone, and it did not set off even the slightest wave!

Looking at the scene in front of him, an idea that made Liu Shaoming's spine chill instantly popped up:

Xuan Ghost!

Only Xuan Ghost can easily block the full force of the 'Mobius' Realm Descending Ghost Man!

Thinking of this, even though Liu Shaoming, who has experienced countless battles and has repeatedly jumped between life and death, his heart is beating wildly at this moment.

Suddenly, an indescribable panic suddenly rose!

A semicircular barrier as black as ink emerged from the shadows.

Looking at the situation, Liu Shaoming suddenly found that what released this barrier was a pure yellow little yellow duck toy with a vermilion duck beak!

In the middle of the duck beak of the little yellow duck toy, there are eight bloodshot teeth with scarlet blood!

A very humane smile is imprinted on the face of this little yellow duck toy, which looks very weird!

"Zhu Yan, you retreat first, now you are not the opponent of this human for the time being."

Unexpectedly, this little yellow duck, which seemed to be a toy, suddenly turned its head stiffly at this moment, made a mechanical clicking sound, and spat at Zhu Yan.

"Let's go, why are you going?"

underneath it, Zhu Yan touched the head stained with dark green blood with some puzzlement.

"Just go. The corners of the little yellow duck's beak suddenly hooked.

As soon as the words fell, the shadow under Zhu Yan's feet suddenly turned into a swamp-like black hole, slowly swallowing Zhu Yan's figure into it!

What kind of ability is this? I remember that in the Hundred Ghost List, there doesn't seem to be any mysterious ghost who has this kind of strange ability!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Liu Shaoming's brows unconsciously frowned slightly.

The next moment.

Huzz——!

Liu Shaoming hurriedly waved the azure horizontal knife in his hand.

Immediately afterward, a magnificent force of time was released from the horizontal knife again.

In an instant, the time flow of the entire ghost tomb space was slowed down by more than ten times.

And yet....

Zhu is tired of the speed of sinking, but he has not been affected in the slightest!

"This... How is this possible? Even if it is a mysterious ghost, it is impossible to completely get rid of the influence of [Shi Yan]!" At

this moment, there was already a trace of fear in Liu Shaoming's voice.

What level is this little yellow duck toy-like sneaky?

Why does it have such a weird ability?

Not long after, Zhu Yan's figure completely disappeared into the space of the No. 7 ghost tomb...

For a time, in the entire empty world, only Liu Shaoming and the little yellow duck toys remained.

A man and a ghost stood facing each other!

The dim glimmer of light sprinkled on every corner of the space.

At this moment, Liu Shaoming was suspended in the air, lifting the horizontal knife upside down, and staring at the little yellow duck toy below with a solemn face.

The yin wind blowing in the space from time to time blew the windbreaker on the former's body to the sound of hunting...

The next moment,

boom!

The vast spiritual power of the sea was as powerful as the sea, and in an instant, it swung out from the horizontal knife in Liu Shaoming's hand and pressed down towards the little yellow duck toy below!

In an instant, a monstrous sword that was enough to cut off the long river of the river was wantonly vertical and horizontal.

The aftermath of the sword alone tore through the seven surrounding craters!

However, in the face of this peerless blow, the face of the little yellow duck toy did not change in the slightest.

I saw that the duck beak of the little yellow duck toy suddenly opened.

Bang!!

an indescribable inky ray of light erupted from its mouth, and it struck straight towards Liu Shaoming's sword!

The moment the pitch-black light touched the sword, it easily broke through Liu Shaoming's sword!

At the same time, the black light pierced through the void and directly blasted Liu Shaoming's body above to the brink of shattering!

The next moment, Liu Shaoming suddenly felt that his body was weak, and then he straightened up and fell towards the dirt below!

Boom

! ——!BoomThe moment he landed, the huge kinetic energy kicked off a burst of dust, making Liu Shaoming's face dusty and extremely embarrassed.

"Ahem... It... cough,, what the hell is this?"

After landing on the ground, Liu Shaoming covered his blood-stained abdomen with a difficult face, and looked up at the little yellow duck toy in the air.

"Ghost slayers, these lowly creatures... But it's kind of funny.

At this moment, the little yellow duck toy in mid-air just glanced down at Liu Shaoming, who was seriously injured below, and his tone was cold.

“......"

......

At the same time, outside the ghost tomb space.

"Uncle Deng, how are you?"

After seeing Deng Qi come out of the ghost tomb space, Liu Xiao, as Liu Shaoming's son, naturally stepped forward quickly and asked about the other party's situation.

As early as not long after Liu Shaoming and Zhu Yan officially fought, Deng Qi withdrew from the space with great interest.

Hearing this, Deng Qi just wiped the dried blood at the corner of his mouth, and forced a smile:

"What can you do with Uncle Deng?" I'm not afraid to tell you, if your father comes even a second late, I will be able to brush Zhu Yi alone!"

In this regard, Liu Xiao just smiled in agreement and didn't say anything.

Deng Qi's character, Liu Xiao still knows, until the moment of danger, he will never show his vulnerable side.

Therefore, Liu Xiao simply changed his words, "Uncle Deng, my dad's side... It should have been done a long time ago, right?It's just a ghost at the peak level of a Yuan Ghost, why has it been fighting for so long?"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Feng, who was originally drinking water next to him, suddenly squirted out all the mineral water in his mouth with a 'poof'.

Good guy, the peak of the Yuan Ghost, that's it? I'm afraid it's not in Versailles, right?

You know, if you put aside the forbidden art-level skills, the combat level of ordinary Yuan Ghost is already close to the peak of the 'Mobius' realm, and the sneaky Yuan Ghost at the peak level, its own combat power is even more terrifying.

According to statistics, if a ghost descendant in the 'Mobius' realm wants to kill an ordinary Yuan ghost, then the Neidan skill in his hand must contain at least one yuan-level forbidden technique,

and if he wants to kill the peak Yuan ghost, among the skills in his hand, there must be a quasi-Xuan-level forbidden technique as a backdrop!

If Liu Xiao's words do not have the slightest exaggerated modification, then it can only prove one point- Liu Xiao's father, Liu Shaoming, the eldest and youngest of the Liu family in the previous generation, was a top powerhouse with a Xuan-level forbidden technique that could kill the peak Yuan Ghost in a short period of time!

However, how could Liu Xiao and Deng Qi know what Chen Feng was thinking at the moment?

Now the two of them were standing opposite each other at the exit of the stone cave, discussing something with solemn faces.

"Uncle Deng, it's been more than ten minutes, why isn't my dad done yet?" Liu Xiao glanced down at the watch on his wrist and frowned slightly.

"I don't know... Something really isn't quite right. Deng Qi also wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead in confusion because of the fierce battle.

"Uncle Deng, or... Ask for the support of the Patron Deity of Great Xia, I always feel... This meta-ghost revival is not as simple as it seems. Liu Xiao's eyes froze and said coldly.

“...... Also, the captain should not take so long to fight a meta ghost. Deng Qi bowed slightly, and then took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his windbreaker, "I'll contact Commander Su." "

Hmm. "