A half-spirit, half-human monster appeared in the sky above Xiao Fan, full of ghostly aura, staring down at Xiao Fan from a high position.
Even Ji Qingsha was stunned.
She could clearly feel the power of the monster not far away. Previously, every time Mojiu swallowed a ghost that was fused with a living soul, his aura became stronger. However, that feeling was very vague. Now Mojiu's power was
, but it was so clear. Ji Qingsha felt tremendous pressure on the sidelines, let alone Xiao Fan who was facing the monster.
Xiao Fan held his sword across his chest and looked at the monster in mid-air quietly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed and his expression stern.
The Yin energy of the earth veins continuously poured into Mojiu's body, and the powerful aura continued to rise. Even the water surface of the "Holy Spring" was pressed downward by this powerful aura, showing a concave "
"Pit" comes.
"Chinese people, go to hell!"
Mojiu roared, the sound was like thunder, and the water surface of the "Holy Spring" was instantly boiled by the sound waves. Mojiu raised his palm, and a black palm condensed in the air, which was about ten feet in size, and black mist,
It kept rolling around the palm of my hand.
Shoot it out with one palm!
The giant black palm, carrying an irresistible aura of death, struck down head on.
Therefore, it is said that after the completion of the "Descendance of Heavenly Ghosts", one can cultivate a half-human, half-spirit body and possess boundless magical power. It seems that it is definitely not groundless. The half-spirit body that Mojiu has now forcibly condensed is unusually powerful.
As soon as the giant black palm moved, Xiao Fan felt the air around him tighten. It seemed that even the flow of air became sluggish. On his shoulders, he felt a huge force, and even the joints and bones of his body were moving.
There was a faint sound.
Since his debut, Xiao Fan has played against people more than once or twice. No matter how extraordinary the opponent is, they can't give him this suffocating feeling like "Taishan weighing him down". From this level, Xiao Fan is currently
What we are facing is definitely not human power.
This is a kind of strange power from another world.
Strictly speaking, what he is facing now is not the Grand Master Mojiu, but a body filled with multiple souls and ghosts, a ghost!
It's just that for now, Mojiu's own soul can still occupy a dominant position. However, those ghosts and the fused living souls may come back at any time. Swallowing Mojiu's soul, they will turn against the guest and completely take over the dominant position.
This huge black palm does not move very fast, it can even be said to move very slowly. But with every inch it goes down, the pressure increases. Under this huge pressure, all Xiao Fan's movements become extremely slow.
It's simply impossible to dodge.
There is no other way to go except head-on.
However, Xiao Fan needs to fight against the combined force of twelve ghosts and seven or eight living souls on his own.
Xiao Fan slowly stretched out his left hand and held it on the hilt of the "Devil-Slaying Sword". Every movement was very slow, just like slow motion in a movie, moving little by little.
He knew that it was no longer possible to wield the "Devil-Slaying Sword" with the strength of one arm.
The "Devil-Slaying Sword" slowly stood upright.
Lift it up inch by inch.
The cold and sharp brilliance that flowed like a swimming dragon on the sword spine also became very sluggish, as if it was frozen and motionless.
Under such pressure that far exceeded human power, the magical weapons were greatly suppressed.
The huge black palm pressed to the top of his head.
There was a soft "chi" sound, like a hot iron rod suddenly immersed in cold water.
The extremely sharp blade of the "Devil-Slaying Sword" pierced the giant black palm that fell from the sky. Amidst the sound of "chichi", the black mist rolled. The downward momentum of the black giant palm became slower, but it did not stop.
Press down little by little.
Xiao Fan's arms holding the sword high began to tremble slightly. Big beads of sweat rolled down his smooth forehead.
The giant palm pressed down inch by inch, and gradually covered more than half of the sword body. The momentum became slower, but there was still no intention of stopping.
Suddenly, a bright red talisman flew out from Xiao Fan's sleeve and stuck tightly to the spine of the "Demon Slayer Sword". The blood-red cinnabar was dazzling, and the entire talisman burned and turned into ashes.
An extremely bright chaotic pattern suddenly disappeared into the spine of the "Demon Slayer Sword" and disappeared.
The next moment, a clear dragon roar rose into the sky.
On the half of the sword spine of the "Devil-Slaying Sword", the cold brilliance that had been stagnant suddenly activated, and a shining silver dragon appeared, shaking its head and tail on the sword spine, looking up to the sky and roaring, and then turned into a
A dazzling white light suddenly rushed towards the black giant palm.
"boom"!
A loud bang!
The giant black palm suddenly exploded from it, turning into large clouds of black mist, flying in all directions. For a moment, a strong wind roared, as if a heavy bomb exploded in the stone formation, and every corner was affected by the strong wind.
.
Ji Qingsha hurriedly closed her eyes, only to feel a huge force suddenly hit her body, and she was so pressed that she couldn't even breathe.
However, this strong wind came and went quickly, and it swept past, and the stone array regained calm in an instant.
There was a crisp "click" sound.
The "Devil-Slaying Sword" pointed straight at the sky suddenly showed a crack, and then it was folded in two. The tip of the sword, which was about a foot long, fell down, and the sound of falling to the ground could be clearly heard.
The treasure of Yuyang Guan Zhenjiao, the magical weapon passed down by the real person Yuyang, was destroyed here.
It feels like it died together with the giant black palm.
A strange blush suddenly appeared on Xiao Fan's face, and then turned extremely pale.
"Chinese, take another move from me!"
Seeing Xiao Fan defeat his first move, Mojiu became furious, roared again, opened his arms wide, and suddenly closed them in the center.
"call"!
A dark wind rose from the ground.
Two equally huge black giant palms appeared at both ends of the stone formation in an instant. Different from the black giant palms shot by Mojiu just now, the speed of this second strike was extremely fast. The two black giant palms had just emerged.
, then struck towards the center as fast as lightning.
It feels like the power carried by the two giant palms is not even half weaker than the giant black palm just photographed.
"careful--"
Ji Qingsha couldn't help shouting. She clenched her snow-white hands into fists and held her breath involuntarily. Her charming phoenix eyes widened.
It was already so difficult for Xiao Fan to cope with the power of just one palm. Even Yuyangguan's treasure of suppressing the religion, the "Devil-Slaying Sword", was destroyed with one blow. Now that Xiao Fan has nothing in his hands, how can he deal with this double power?
?
Moreover, the speed of these two giant palms is so fast that people almost don't even have time to move their breath and raise their energy. As soon as they emerge, before they can recover, the palm force has already reached the body in the next moment.
Xiao Fan did not dodge or evade, and the awe-inspiring righteous energy in his body flowed rapidly, rushing to his arms in an instant. He shouted loudly, and punched out his palms to the left and right. As soon as his palms struck out, two earth-shattering auras emerged, and there was no trace of them.
It's not even slightly weaker than the power carried by the two giant black palms.
The four forces collided together in an instant.
This time, it was silent.
The two palms struck by Xiao Fan, on the surface, did not even have the slightest effect. They failed to hinder the black giant palms in the slightest. The two giant palms suddenly passed through his arms and closed in the center.
Xiao Fan's slightly thin and tall body was instantly submerged in the black mist.
Mojiu was so happy that he looked up to the sky and laughed. The laughter alternated between men and women. It sounded like several people laughing at the same time, which was extremely scary.
But the next moment, Mojiu's laughter stopped abruptly.
The black mist dissipated, and Xiao Fan's figure emerged. However, as Mojiu imagined, his muscles and bones were not broken by the huge force, and he was no longer human. Instead, he stood there upright.
"Wow"!
Xiao Fan swayed slightly, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face became increasingly pale, with no trace of blood visible.
"Xiao Fan..."
Ji Qingsha shouted.
"Go quickly, don't force it!"
Xiao Fan waved his hand and said calmly: "Qingsha, it doesn't matter..."
Seeing that Xiao Fan just spat out a mouthful of blood and then stood firm without shaking at all, a look of surprise finally flashed across Mojiu's gloomy face.
"Mr. Xiao, if I were you, I would listen to Miss Ji and don't force it. How many more times can you withstand attacks like this? I still say the same thing, you go now and take your woman with you, I won't
Block. Except for the 'Red Flame Grass', you can take anything you want."
The Mojiu in mid-air buzzed.
The voices also alternate between male and female.
Xiao Fan opened his mouth again and spat out a mouthful of blood, looked up at Mojiu, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Grand Master, you should ask yourself. How many more times can you launch an attack like this?
"
"If what I expected is correct, this is already your limit. With your foundation unstable, you forcefully absorb the souls of ghosts and living people, and you don't even have time to integrate their power. In your current situation
, is not a real semi-spiritual body, but actually just a freak."
"Mr. Mojiu, you must be unable to suppress it now, right? Maybe there is no need for me to take action at all. As long as you wait a moment, you will be backlashed by the ghost and completely turn into a ghost."
"Grand Imperial Master, your defeat is certain!"
Xiao Fan's voice was cold, and every word was like a sword, piercing Mojiu's heart heavily.
Mojiu's face suddenly became distorted. The originally dark and ghostly face suddenly turned as red as blood. Different faces appeared under his face, sometimes male, sometimes female, all showing pain.
The expressions were incomparable. These faces were vaguely those of the seven masculine men and women he had just forcibly devoured.
As Xiao Fan said, the half-spirit body that was forcibly condensed is nothing more than a freak. The backlash of the ghosts and living souls has already begun.
"Damn it!"
Mojiu suddenly looked up to the sky and roared hysterically.
"You all deserve to die!"
The black mist surrounding Mojiu rolled violently.
"No one here tonight can leave alive, let's all die!"
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