Chapter 73 The Evil Spirit Floating Near the River
Chapter 73: Evil spirits floating near water and rivers
There is a strange rune in Jiang Gu's palm, which is the Soul-Eating Talisman. This Soul-Eating Talisman must be close to the opponent's body to work. I thought it was useless, but unexpectedly it has become the final trump card.
Meng Kongting was originally seriously injured, but now he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The Yang Shen who had practiced for many years seemed to have been pierced by countless sharp thorns.
Physical pain can be endured with strong willpower, and this pain goes straight into the soul.
"Fat Tiger!"
After the sneak attack, Meng Kongting's control over the secret world of Lingtai was somewhat weakened. All of Jiang Yan's spiritual power was poured into Fat Tiger's body. Fat Tiger's mouth full of sharp teeth directly bit off the wooden stakes that bound the two of them.
Just when Jiang Yan was about to go all out, some painted birds in the sky had already arrived.
Meng Kongting had already spread the news using secret methods after escaping into the mountains. This team of more than a dozen people was the support of Tongbao Pavilion.
Jiang Yan could only give up the great opportunity. These people in Tongbao Pavilion had never seen the aloof Meng Kongting in such a mess, with blood already staining his clothes.
The people from Tongbao Pavilion took out a pill that exuded a fragrant fragrance. Although he did not return to his peak state after taking it, Meng Kongting's face finally had a trace of color.
"Follow me and chase him, this little thief has stolen the yellow."
Meng Kongting turned into a ray of light and chased in the direction Jiang Yan left, while speaking with a ferocious expression and gritted teeth.
"Li Youlang, I will cut you into pieces!"
Being killed twice at the hands of a person who is in the spiritual enlightenment realm is something that Meng Kongting can never accept.
Jiang Yan was riding on the back of the fat tiger. Now his spiritual power had been completely exhausted. Moreover, although Meng Kongting's attack did not kill him directly, it caused severe damage to his internal organs.
Every time Fat Tiger took a step, severe pain would be felt in Jiang Yan's body. He originally wanted to repair himself, but a large group of people were chasing him behind him.
In addition to Meng Kongting from Huiyang Realm, there are two painters from Xuanling Realm and four Living Spirit Realm painters. Even if you meet one of them, you have no chance of winning, let alone a group of them.
Fat Tiger was agile and took advantage of the mountainous terrain to finally get away from them.
After leaving the forest, there was the vast Jingshui River in front of him. Jiang Yan found a cave on the bank of Jingshui River.
Jiang Gu was lying in the cave, feeling sleepy and weak. Fat Tiger lay beside him, his stomach growling, and he would lick Jiang Gu's face from time to time.
After resting for a long time and regaining some strength, Jiang Gu, who was half lying down, noticed that the river water outside had a strange power that seemed to attract him, and he came to the river by accident.
This is the main stream of Jingshui River, one of the three rivers. The water surface is sparkling. It is the only place that is particularly peaceful in the chaotic Mongolian Mountains today.
Jiang Chan saw wisps of black air rising from the water. Fat Tiger felt vaguely uneasy as he followed Jiang Chan. It seemed that there was something scary hidden in the water. Jiang Chan touched Fat Tiger's head to calm his irritable mood.
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This black energy rose from the water and was attracted by Jiang Gu. A layer of black energy adhered to his arms and entered his body through countless pores.
I took two steps towards the river and was startled when I accidentally saw the reflection in the water.
The reflection in the water was not him, but a ferocious ghost with a ferocious face, blood-red eyes, black claws, and an expression that seemed to be crying or laughing. This was clearly a curse from an evil spirit!
Jiang Yan's neck felt cold. He took off his shirt and took a look. The evil spirit that was biting his neck disappeared.
Jiang Yan was horrified to find that not only the Jingshui River, but also the heaven and earth were filled with all kinds of evil forces, and ghosts howled in his ears.
"Today is the Ghost Festival"
Lu Daoxuan had told him at the beginning that his evil spirit curse would break out every Hungry Ghost Festival, and the curse would break out for the first time today.
The Hungry Ghost Festival is the time of year when the yin energy is at its strongest. Jiang Gu turned around and wanted to escape, but his feet were nailed to the ground and he couldn't move a step.
Fat Tiger roared angrily and was about to pounce on the evil spirit in the water, but the huge figure disappeared out of thin air and returned to the painting.
This made Jiang Gu feel even colder in his heart. This evil spirit could control his paintings.
Thick clouds were billowing in the dark wind on the lake, and Jiang Yan's eyes gradually turned red. In his eyes, countless soldiers wearing iron armor and holding weapons appeared on the surface of the Jingshui River.
After a huge whirlpool swallowed up all the ghost soldiers, only a ferocious grimace was left in the world.
A sharp-clawed ghost hand broke through the water and stretched infinitely, grabbed Jiang Yan's throat, and pulled Jiang Yan to stuff it into his mouth and devour it.
The house leaked and it rained all night, and as a stream of water escaped, reinforcements from Meng Kongting and Tongbao Pavilion were chasing after them.
These people did not see the strange sight in Jiang Yan's eyes. Meng Kongting noticed that there was something strange here but did not pay too much attention to it.
"Hand over Chuanghuang and keep your body intact," Meng Kongting said.
But at this moment, Jiang Yan's body was out of control at all, and he couldn't even speak a word.
"Elder, what nonsense are you talking to him? Just take him as long as he is in the spiritual realm."
In order to win the prize, a painter from the spiritual realm held a scroll and released a male lion. The lion leaped and was about to knock Jiang Chan down. However, when his sharp claws touched Jiang Chan, the painting spirit's body was imprisoned in mid-air.
At the same time, the painter also broke into Jiang Chan's illusion, screaming in fear in this twisted world full of evil spirits. The lion dissipated into a blur of paint, and the painter died on the spot with bleeding from his facial features!
"How is this going"
Everyone was frightened by the strange scene in front of them, and Jiang Yan clearly didn't make any move.
Meng Kongting was also more cautious. There were many mysteries about this man named Li Youlang, and even he didn't see through them.
Wealth and wealth were sought in danger, yet another strong man living in the spiritual realm gained the courage, but the ending was exactly the same as that of the man just now, his body was dead and his soul was shattered!
There were a lot of painters who lived in the spirit realm in Qingdu, but now two of them died one after another, and even the people present didn't understand what happened at all.
"Elder, what should we do..." one person asked cautiously.
Unknown things are the most frightening, and even Meng Kongting's heart skipped a beat.
He himself is a strong man in the Huiyang realm. He has seen and at least heard of all the attack methods of the eight palaces in the world. The man in front of him is obviously a painter, but now the scene is so weird.
"Should we retreat first?"
"Returning empty-handed like this?" Meng Kongting squinted coldly at the person who proposed to retreat.
"No matter what, we are determined to get this piece of yellow. Whoever takes it will be rewarded heavily."
A few people plucked up the courage again. This time they learned the lesson just now and began to use their own methods from a distance.
A picture scroll unfolded, and a bird flew over the Jingshui River and tried to attack from above.
This time everyone could see clearly that although the bird was still a certain distance away from Jiang Guan, although it did not receive any attack, it began to automatically collapse and turn into a pile of paint.