Chapter 48 The Spirit Pond Is Gradually Filling
Chapter 48 The Spirit Pool is Coming
Author: Immortal Myth
Chapter 48 The Spirit Pool is Coming
On a yin mountain near Youdu, a faint haze is shrouded in. Ordinary creatures enter. The fog alone can make them lose and turn into resentful ghosts in the underworld.
"Where is the Seven Killing Ghost General?"
A thin old man in a white face and a eunuch's robe shouted in front of a palace on the hillside.
This person is named Yin Gong, and he is the commander of the Yintian Pavilion's Secret Guard Camp, and he is also the confidant of the Lord of Yintian Pavilion.
"exist!"
Seven ghost generals stepped out, each of which was wearing complete armor and a scabbard with a right waist. The style was simple and clumsy, covered with sunken cracks and faint blood. A terrifying and sensational spread out. It was obvious that they were all long-time generals on the battlefield during their lifetime.
The leader even showed a strange phenomenon of bleeding moon behind him, as majestic as a mountain, and was also the only general who showed his face. His man was angular and his eyes were overflowing with domineering spirit.
"Seven more people will take action to help Prince Chengyi with his arm and eliminate the thieves."
The seven ghost generals were speechless and did not respond. Yin Gong did not care. These people were not only generals, but also had their luck during their lifetime, which had violated the underworld's underworld law.
Due to the protection of the dragon energy of the Tang Dynasty, Yintian Pavilion spent a huge price to forge seven ghost generals, which is the treasure of the palace.
But unlike ordinary ghost soldiers, these ghost generals have powerful power, and their luck has not even been dispersed after death. They are extremely dangerous, at least as good as one ghost immortal, and they will not resist and are even more loyal.
Yintian Pavilion mobilized the Seven Killing Ghost Generals, and you can imagine how much you attach to this trip and is determined to win it.
Yin Gongtong said: "Suppose the Qikilling generals immediately lead their troops to find traces of the enemy. Even if this son has secret magic, he can find out as long as he does not leave the altar for a hundred miles."
The seven ghost generals and tens of thousands of ghost troops are already very powerful, forming a magic circle, which is enough to open up a battlefield in the underworld, making the enemy unable to escape.
"yes!"
Soon a gray air was filled with mist, and the passage of ghost energy opened, and the army stepped in one after another, gradually quieting down.
Resentful Soul Pond.
Li Tianquan's eyes were lit with a faint light, and his long sword was unsheathed, drawing out a mysterious trajectory, and slashed it up. A ghost turned his mind, but felt that his whole body was suppressed by a trace of force and could not move.
At the barrier of life and death, he roared angrily, and after a hundred battles, he swept through thousands of troops and suddenly emerged, and he forced a little ghostly aura.
Unfortunately, although a blood-black light appeared on his body, he could not resist it at all. The sword passed through and penetrated into his body, and the terrifying power immediately shattered the body of the ghost general inch by inch.
A wisp of Yin Shen was about to escape, but was stirred by the sword light and turned into Yin slag. It was absorbed by the sword seed and sank into the endless darkness. A trace of essence was injected into the spirit pool.
Then, the sword light flashed, and without waiting for the other ghost soldiers to react, Li Tianquan's figure gradually disappeared.
Li Chengyi's expression changed. At the moment when Li Tianquan attacked, he took out an ancient mirror, like the bright moon shining. The mirror light had the power of exploration, but it still could not break the secret method of the other party's interference with the secret of heaven.
It's fine, the key is that Li Tianquan stepped away, and his whole body was shrouded in an indescribable aura. After walking for only a dozen meters, his figure became faintly visible.
He was shocked by letting the mirror in his hand sprinkled with cold silver light, but he could not see the enemy's figure.
He gritted his teeth and said, "No wonder he dared to be so arrogant in front of me. It turned out to be the secret method of chaotic heavenly secrets to hide their breath?!"
His face was gloomy and he was full of confidence. When reinforcements arrived, he could start the Netherworld battlefield. Not only could he suppress the enemy's magical powers, but he could also distinguish the aura, which would definitely make the enemy die without a burial place.
I didn't expect this person to be so decisive. After testing, he immediately took action and killed a ghost general with one sword, and could not even lock it. This was really terrible.
Li Chengyi's narrow eyes stared at the Peeping Mirror without blinking. His face was as deep as water, and he saw many strong winds and waves.
After a moment, he smiled coldly and showed a white teeth: "It has been many years since I have encountered such a powerful opponent. I will send orders to gather and surround this place."
He said fiercely: "This prince consumes his life energy, uses the Huangquan Dafa, and continuously resurrects all the fallen ghost soldiers."
"Even if it's exhausting, he will be exhausted to death."
With his order, the ghost army quickly mobilized, and the gloomy blood moon was sprinkling with cold light. Thousands of ghost army gathered, forcing each step forward and began to siege.
Li Chengyi sprayed a blood light out of his mouth and fell onto the mirror of the sky. His face suddenly turned a little purple, and his current person suffered a lot of losses.
A vaster fountain than before instantly enveloped the entire battlefield, and there was a gray area everywhere.
At this moment, a large seal suddenly appeared on the edge of the battlefield, with blood hanging down, and a figure suddenly appeared, and in a blink of an eye, the sword light flashed, and suddenly a large number of ghost troops exploded, turning into black gas, dissipating in a blink of an eye.
Then, the Xingtian Seal dispersed and Li Tianquan's figure gradually disappeared.
"This, what's going on?"
Li Chengyi was shocked, "I can't find the brand when the killing ghost soldiers are found. I will wipe it out with one knife and it will never be resurrected."
He could no longer sit still, his face turned pale. He used the Huangquan Dafa at any cost. As long as the ghost soldiers under his command did not disappear, they could be reborn, and they did not want to be wiped out.
"The interference with the secrets of heaven and the hidden aura, the sword path, the Xingtian Seal, and the power to erase the ghosts from the root."
When Li Chengyi thought of this, his face was dark. Looking at this, his background in this child was definitely not simple, so there were so many secrets that he had not passed on.
He shouted loudly at the place where Li Tianquan disappeared: "Scholar, if you are tactful, you will leave the underworld immediately now. I can let you live a life path, otherwise you will be in trouble and will cause great trouble!"
"I will give you one last chance. Don't be ungrateful. It will be too late to regret it!"
"boom!"
The Xingtian Seal suddenly fell down. Within ten meters, the ghost soldiers did not even scream, turning into gray, and a little bit of dark green light exploded, just like fireworks, slowly dissipating.
"I will kill your subordinates in front of you, what can you do to me?"
"I think you are just an incompetent and angry person, you can only bark."
Li Tianquan sneered, in the sea of consciousness, the new income ghost evil surging, condensed death and hostility, strange and terrifying.
But this is meaningless to the Secret Demon Sword Seed. It emits a faint light, and just sweeps it, and these ghost evil spirits can no longer resist and explodes violently, turning into sliver of essence and injecting into the spirit pool.
Li Chengyi's face turned ashen and showed a serious expression. The enemy's difficulty was far beyond his expectations. He had endless secret techniques, his sword skills were fierce and his decisive. He had never seen such a powerful Chaoyuan realm cultivator.
"Since the hatred has been formed, once this person enters the Ghost Immortal, it will be a big disaster for me and the entire Yintian Pavilion. The big threat must be resolved as soon as possible - even if it pays a heavy price!"
Thinking of this, Li Chengyi shouted fiercely with a hoarse voice:
"Go ahead, all the ghost troops continue to go forward. Even if all the eight thousand ghost troops fall today, they will still kill this son. I want to see how much magic power he has!"
Staring at Li Tianquan, who appeared and attacked continuously, killing hundreds of ghost soldiers every time, Li Chengyi's murderous intent filled the air. As long as he discovered the enemy's flaws, he could burst out a fatal blow at any time.
"I want to kill me, dream!"
Li Tianquan said, the sword light was like lightning, extremely vicious. When a little sword light arrived, the ghost soldiers fell down one after another, leaving a large area of foul slag on the ground.
The ghost soldiers are all fierce by nature. Not only are they not afraid of this, they can kill them, and attack madly, launching wave after wave of offensives.
Some ghost soldiers with corpses were bleeding, and black and purple blood splashed on the ground, which was shocking.
Li Tianquan's sword light flashed, and another ghost soldier fell down, and with a "bang", his body exploded.
At this moment, a nail in the heart broke through the air and arrived. Li Tianquan moved three inches between lightning and flint. With a "puff", blood light brushed across his body. At the same time, a pain was caused by a ghost soldier who inserted an iron spear.
He roared angrily and split the ghost and the iron spear into two pieces, but blood still splattered behind him. This was the first time he was injured.
"Die for me!"
How could Li Chengyi miss such an excellent opportunity? The map of Wansheng is like a cloud hanging in the sky, sprinkling endless magic light, blocking the void, and he himself rushed to kill him in an instant.
Li Tianquan captured his mind, and the purple green true fire was beating in his eyebrows, which immediately caused him to enter a state of silence, in a small space, in a meticulous and meticulous manner, and was at the control of everything.
His long sword flashed, and the sword light drew an indescribable arc in the air. The next moment, more than a dozen ghost soldiers rushed up wildly around him, and the yin blood splattered, and the figure disappeared at the same time, causing the enemy to pounce on the air.
At this time, the blood stained the ground red, and large areas of ghost soldiers fell. Some were scattered, some were left with only yin residue, and some were still a pool of dirty blood. When the cold wind blew, the evil spirits rushed up in the night.
Everything in front of him was printed in Li Chengyi's eyes one by one. In the fierce battle just now, thousands of ghost soldiers had already fallen in just about ten minutes.
These ghost soldiers are brave and bloodthirsty. Ordinary cultivators in the Yuan realm have to retreat when facing a pair of more than a hundred ghost soldiers. At this time, they were slaughtered like this.
He felt depressed and hissed, "Form the eight camps and patrol the eight directions!"
The remaining more than 6,000 ghost soldiers took action immediately.
In a corner near the altar, Li Tianquan gasped violently, trying to recover his physical strength and injuries.
He thought and immersed in the sea of consciousness. He saw that the spirit pool had expanded to nine feet, nine inches and nine points, and his magic power had accumulated most of it.
"At most, I can kill another thousand ghost soldiers, and I can complete the Taoist genius and try to manifest my soul."
"In this way, the ghost immortal is not far away!"
(End of this chapter)
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