The purple-robed monk was so frightened that he no longer cared about the storage bag inside Chen Huaisheng's body. He couldn't help but wave his sleeves wildly, knocking Chen Huaisheng several feet away and falling to the ground.
At this time, Chen Huaisheng had already run out of gas.
The three spirits need to consume powerful spiritual power to leave the body, otherwise it will be difficult to maintain it for too long.
This is especially true for ghosts like Ou Wan'er.
He had to melt and release the spiritual essence and even the cauldron condensed by the spiritual fluid to support his desperate struggle and supply the backlash of the three spirits out of the body, seeking to survive in death, and to survive in death.
Now Ou Wan'er's desperate move has finally worked, but Ou Wan'er alone cannot kill the opponent.
At this time, the purple-robed monk was not as calm and clear-minded as Chen Huaisheng imagined before he fainted.
He was stunned and frightened by the sudden sneak attack of the evil spirit.
Neutral body-protecting spiritual power cannot withstand this kind of devouring ghost. The best way to deal with this kind of ghostly and resentful soul is to use competing spiritual powers, such as the activation of fire attribute spiritual power, or the bombardment of lightning.
But he obviously lacks some experience in this area, or has never encountered such an experience in actual combat.
In panic, he could only frantically mobilize his spiritual power to fight against the gurgling gloomy soul power, hoping to get rid of the ghost that was entangled in him.
In fact, although ghosts like Ou Wan'er are powerful in possessing and devouring people, there is no way to escape.
Almost all monks carry some evil-repelling charms on their bodies, and these evil-repelling charms have a killing effect on such ghosts.
It's just that this guy is a little stupid. He only thinks that this ghost has penetrated into his body, and it seems that his magic talisman cannot be effective.
But if he directly puts the magic talisman into his body, and then uses the spiritual energy in his body to explode to activate the magic talisman, he can completely burn Ou Wan'er to death, or at the worst, expel Ou Wan'er from his body.
His mistake brought him huge trouble.
It was obviously not that easy to drive the ghost out of the body by relying on spiritual power. Ou Wan'er used the ghost to surround her and stuck the three points on the opponent's waist, devouring the opponent's spiritual power desperately.
At the same time, the two spirits of tiger and ape finally exploded after Chen Huaisheng used his last strength to burn his spiritual energy and release it.
The two spirits of tiger and ape turned into two phantoms, one from the left and one from the right.
Under the horrified gaze of the purple-robed monk, it fiercely clung to his shoulders, neck and legs.
The self-destruction of the spirit essence finally enriched the power of the two spirits of tiger and ape to the extreme, so that the phantom seemed to be close to reality, like a spiritual beast in a semi-chaotic state.
The tiger spirit was the first to attack. Its claws tore apart the opponent's middle waist, and the tiger's mouth fiercely bit the purple-robed monk's lower limbs. Its semi-substantial body was fiercely embedded in the opponent's body, completely destroying the opponent's bones and meridians.
The ape spirit jumped up and cut through the neck, its fangs biting into the opponent's neck without mercy, greedily sucking the spiritual energy in the opponent's body.
The sudden attack caused the purple-robed monk to completely lose his will to fight.
He had never been so panicked and desperate, and he never thought that he would be attacked by three ghosts. What was even more unbelievable to him was that the three souls could actually materialize.
Although its substantialization has not yet been fully achieved, semi-substantialization is already unimaginable.
At least he had never heard that the ghost cultivator could cultivate the soul to its essence without the help of entities. Even the Immortal Qing of the Purple Mansion could not do it.
Of course, he had never heard of a ghost cultivator at the Zifu level.
At this time, the purple-robed monk could only struggle helplessly, desperately using his spiritual energy to transform into body-protecting spiritual power to resist the attacks of these virtual beasts.
At this time, he suddenly remembered the spiritual talisman on his body. Perhaps he could use his spiritual energy to activate the talisman and kill these virtual spirit beasts by injuring himself or others.
It was only at this time that he remembered that it was already a little late.
The two spirits of the tiger and ape, which had completely unleashed their violent wildness, had tasted the sweet spring of spiritual power, and had desperately rushed into the purple-robed monk's body, grabbing the spiritual power from his body along the meridians.
And the resentful spirit Ou Wan'er has long been entrenched near the Dan Sea in the opponent's body, devouring it nearby.
The body of the three spirits gathered together with the purple-robed monk, and the purple-robed monk's body-protecting spiritual power was unable to stop the three spirits from biting and devouring.
The intense feeling of collapse made the purple-robed monk aware of the crisis. He struggled to take out the spiritual talisman from the storage bag. He wanted to use the last spiritual energy to self-destruct to activate the spiritual talisman and completely kill these three virtual souls.
When the magic talisman was held in his hand, the purple-robed monk took a sharp breath and tried to penetrate it into his already extremely weak body.
At this moment, a strange and beautiful sword shadow came from the east with a strange scream.
Xuan Chimei was already too late.
All this happened within a few breaths.
Although Chen Huaisheng repeatedly asked him to hide well to ensure that he was a threat to the purple-robed monks, when he saw Chen Huaisheng being knocked down by the opponent, even the self-destructed elixir could no longer withstand the opponent's blow, and was even pulled into the air by the long sleeves.
When the sky was filled with blood, she couldn't bear it anymore.
At this moment, she made up her mind.
The power of the alchemy is released quickly, and the sword is wielded with spiritual power, and the distance of a hundred steps is reached in just an instant.
The screaming sword stabbed through fiercely, completely ending the purple-robed monk's action of activating the evil amulet.
Xuan Chimei, who was already flying in the air, yanked the sword again, and the blade penetrated through. Under the control of spiritual power, it flew back again, and another round of piercing assassination penetrated from the waist of the purple-robed monk to the lower abdomen.
Drill out.
With a face as pale as gold, the purple-robed monk stared blankly at the sword blade that shuttled out of his body twice in a row, and finally realized that his life was over.
His spiritual power was already extremely weak, but the sword light from Yujian tore and shattered all the meridians and bones in his body, destroying the vitality of his Dao body.
The spiritual power in his body instantly shattered and disappeared, and the spiritual talisman he held in his hand quietly fell to the ground along with his limp and fallen body.
The three semi-substantial shadows all roared unwillingly after discovering that the spiritual power in their attached bodies had disappeared instantly.
In the end, it turned into three spiritual shadows and quickly rushed back to Chen Huaisheng's body, which was more than ten steps away.
At this time, Chen Huaisheng was left with only a unconscious body.
The spirit essence has been destroyed and the cauldron has been annihilated. Even if the three spirits re-enter the body, they can no longer find a place to live and can only lurk in the meridians.
If Chen Huaisheng wants to recover, he must rebuild the cauldron and the alchemy, and no one knows how this can be achieved.
When Xuan Chimei fell to the ground, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
Using alchemy to control the sword is undoubtedly a self-destruction to one's own practice, but in times of emergency, if one does not use spiritual energy to control the sword, it is impossible to pose a threat to a foundation-building monk.
However, Xuan Chimei didn't expect that she would directly kill the opponent with one strike from her sword. What exactly happened here was unknown for a while.
After a little investigation on the ground, it was confirmed that the purple-robed monk was dead, and Xuan Chimei's thoughts were focused on Chen Huaisheng.
Chen Huaisheng has fallen into a deep coma, and the self-explosion of his spiritual energy has caused extremely huge damage to himself. This is almost a desperate effort to release his own cultivation.
But Brother Huaisheng is only at the sixth level of Qi refining. Even if he self-destructs his spiritual energy, it will only increase his strength by two levels in a short period of time.
The eighth level of Qi Refining poses almost no threat to a foundation-building monk.
But why did this purple-robed monk become so weak under Brother Huaisheng's crazy attack?
These questions were all in Xuan Chimei's mind, but now Chen Huaisheng's condition made her feel cold.
He was unconscious, and after checking his spiritual sense, he found that the Dao Bone Spiritual Root was fine, but the key point was that the spiritual essence in the Dan Sea was completely destroyed.
For a cultivator, this is almost equivalent to a death sentence.
But this is originally the result of self-destruction of spiritual energy.
This does not mean that Chen Huaisheng has only one chance of death, but it does mean that if there is no way to regain his spiritual energy, then Chen Huaisheng's path of cultivation will have to start all over again, and it may even be more difficult than when he first enlightened.
Her nose was sore and tears couldn't help but overflow. Xuan Chimei bit her lips hard to alert herself.
She knew that this was not the time to be sad, she had to take action immediately.
The purple-robed monk also had a disciple who was at the sixth level of Qi refining, and he also spent his elixir to control the sword strike. Once that disciple arrived, I was afraid that he really wouldn't be able to cope with it.
Looking around, because this fight happened so suddenly and in a very short time, in just a few breaths, the results were clear, and the surroundings were still peaceful.
Taking a deep breath, Xuan Chimei searched the arms of the purple-robed monk, then activated her spiritual power, grabbed the other person's storage bag, and put it into her own bag without having time to check it.
Finally, he stood up, ferociously picked up the opponent's body, threw it with all his strength, and threw it into the depths of the mist-shrouded swamp, causing a circle of water ripples.
When Chen Huaisheng woke up, he saw a pretty face that was somewhat haggard and sad.
He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but he knew it must have been a long time.
Xuan Chimei's cheeks have lost weight, her chin has become much more pointed, and her brows are full of exhaustion and anxiety.
There was no feeling in his body, and Chen Huaisheng knew that this must be the inevitable result of the self-destruction of Lingyuan.
It was difficult to improve even a single amount of spiritual power, which made him feel a little chilly. Could this be the end of his spiritual practice, or would he have to start from the beginning again?
The self-destruction of Lingyuan means that the Danhai is self-destructed, but what about the unique cauldron that was originally cast in the Danhai?
Can it be recast again?
he does not know.
But waking up is a good thing after all, at least he is not dead yet.
During this period of drowsiness, it was like a reverse journey and a big dream.
Many mysteries that were not yet fully understood in the original practice seem to have become enlightened.
But what's the use?
If my alchemy sea is destroyed, the cauldron no longer exists, and my meridians are blocked, can I still practice?
By the way, where are the three spirits?
With a thought in his heart, Chen Huaisheng didn't have time to say hello to Xuan Chimei. He wanted to check whether the three spirits were still alive. If even the three spirits disappeared, then he might really be doomed.
Chapter completed!