A kind of cultivator similar to ghost cultivators, but the difference is that they have no spiritual intelligence, or their spiritual intelligence is very low.
In fact, the number of ghost cultivators is very rare in both the world of cultivation and the world of immortals.
Only humans whose souls are much stronger than ordinary people during life, whose true souls remain after death and have the opportunity to enter the world of cultivation, can step into the lineage of ghost cultivation. If they reach the Nascent Soul stage, what remains after the physical body is destroyed is the soul.
Naturally, there is no death, but this kind of cultivator is practicing Sanxian.
It is precisely because of this that the number of ghost cultivators is extremely rare. As for evil spirits, they are even rarer than the rare ghost cultivators.
Unless there are ghost cultivators who dare to challenge the taboos of the three realms, they will use the unique ability of ghost cultivators to kill cultivators or immortals and create evil spirits.
In the overwhelming death aura, pairs of eyes flashed with green light, like hungry beasts. It was a life form that had never been seen before. Their bodies were composed of thick black mist, not the black mage from the lower world.
The fog covers their bodies, but they don't have bodies in the first place. They are simply wrapped in a ball of death energy outside the origin of their souls.
The death energy is their energy, just like the immortal power in the immortal body, which is invisible, qualityless and traceless, like a group of devils from hell.
Among the thousands of evil spirits, the weakest one has the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian, and the strongest one is comparable to Ziweixuanxian. Coupled with the death energy that restrains most of the immortal power, even the little Phoenix in its heyday could not escape.
Chance.
The thick black fog looks like a human shape, with two pinches of green will-o'-the-wisps on the head, which are their eyes. The death axes, swords, broadswords, and snake spears become life-devouring weapons.
"You...go back, Master orders..."
A ghost figure about ten feet tall, with obviously low intelligence and stiff and stuttering speech, but he has the level of strength of Ziwei Xuanxian.
The death energy transformed into a big hand, pointing at the little thing in Huang Yaowu's arms.
The little thing didn't dare to raise his head and trembled. He went through all kinds of troubles to avoid these ghosts, and finally slipped out of the devil's cave to bring in reinforcements. Who would have thought that a little girl whose cultivation was forbidden was found before he even got to the end of the field?
Being intercepted by these ghosts is tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap.
The little Phoenix, who was about to burn his soul for the final blow, saw a group of evil spirits stop, and thought there was room for improvement, so he quickly shouted: "I'm just passing by... It's none of my business, it's really none of my business.
Woohoo..."
"You... kill!"
The leader of the evil spirits issued a killing order, and countless evil spirits rushed over like a tide, filling the sky with a terrifying aura of death.
The little phoenix, who whispered that my life was over, closed its eyes, mobilized the huge power of the soul, and prepared to ignite the mysterious flame origin of the Phoenix clan.
At this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded with a joking emphasis: "It's none of my business...Ho ho, it made me laugh! This is our great hero. I thought he was so brave. We met him after a long time.
The enemy just wanted to run away, but who didn't hesitate before?"
In the air, seven divine swords floated on waves, exuding an unparalleled sharp aura. Xia Lei stood with his hands behind his back like a god.
He really didn't want to meddle in such noisy matters at first, as he might end up getting killed, but then he thought about it, the leader of the Phoenix clan saw him taking away his daughter, and if the little Phoenix died, he would be blamed for it.
Some grudges can be resolved and fade away over time, but some hatred cannot fade away. When the little Phoenix dies, the soul of the jade slip will immediately shatter. When the old guy learns that his beloved daughter is dead, he will definitely use all the power of the Phoenix clan to fight to the death.
, he didn’t think he had the ability to avoid the Phoenix Clan’s pursuit.
Unlike the other people he offended, although Long Chengxianzun wanted to catch Xia Lei, they had never met each other. With Xia Lei's concealment method, it would be a needle in a haystack to find him. The other two guys who robbed Hongmeng Divine Body, they didn't even know it at that time.
They didn't care about his extraordinary qualities, but focused on looking for Yan Xue. With Hongmeng's divine body gone, they didn't need to spend all their time looking for trouble for the junior Immortal Luo Tian.
But if the little Phoenix dies, the result will be completely different. Even if he jumps into the Yellow River, he won't be able to clean himself. The old guy will have to turn the fairy world upside down to find him.
When the little Phoenix heard his voice, he was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. Surprisingly, he did not confront him tit for tat, but looked at him excitedly and shyly: He has been protecting me in the most dangerous situation.
It’s great to appear by my side when the time comes...
There is no other way. Anyone who looks at the part of the past that has been retrieved from Xia Lei's memory will find that this guy is an omnipotent hero, always helping the building to collapse at the most critical moment.
Just as the disciples of Jiuyou Sect in the Lower Realm regard him as an omnipotent god, the little Phoenix who has read those memories regards him as a miracle that resolves all dangers.
Anyone who spends a long time with him will involuntarily regard him as a miracle, and his experience is indeed worthy of the word miracle.
kill!
The breath of the Seven Divine Swords made the evil spirits feel the danger they had never experienced before. In their low intelligence, there was no plan to seize the little phoenix as a blackmail. They only knew that they must kill this threatening person in the shortest possible time.
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Endless death energy rose into the sky, completely surrounding Xia Lei, and its energy form was completely different from that of an immortal, transforming into an extremely cold attack.
Xia Lei finally understood why so many masters had a narrow escape from death once they entered the Lost Soul Desert.
The energy form of evil spirits is death energy, and they themselves symbolize death.
Regardless of any kind of immortal power, even immortals who practice Yin and Cold, as long as they belong to regular life forms, energy is in conflict with death energy. This is like the opposition between ice and fire, light and darkness, Yin and Yang,
Whichever side has stronger energy will definitely win. The battle between opposites is a comprehensive confrontation of energy.
Let me ask, so what if the Immortal Lord is present?
Can one person's energy compete with thousands of undead souls who have at least Daluo Jinxian cultivation level?
The area close to the dead space is filled with endless death energy. As long as you are surrounded by them and the death energy is released at all times, the immortal power will continue to be consumed until the oil is exhausted. The immortal king is unable to compete, even if Xia Lei
The energy in his body is not enough, especially after the consumption of Immortal Devouring Gang, but he has another method.
The path of life and death, one of the few supreme paths among the three thousand avenues, includes the unique energy form of evil spirits - the energy of death.
The dark silver glow shrouded his body, and the death energy outside had no effect on him. The seven divine swords filled the sky with brilliance. Each sword energy contained an aura that was completely opposite to the dark silver - the bright silver spirit of life.
force.
The special spiritual power generated by the way of life and death, the power of life that is in conflict with the energy of death, and the black and yellow energy that is also the most vital, make him a natural nemesis for these evil spirits.
"Great supplement...haha..."
The extremely powerful death energy blasted on the sword array, and every time it shook the ground, he spurted out blood. After all, there were too many evil spirits.
However, a lot of the endless death energy in the outside world was forcibly swallowed by him, and turned into his own energy during the battle, nourishing his body and soul to heal his injuries.
Keep getting hurt.
Continuous recovery.
Constantly wandering between serious injury and recovery, he vaguely had some special understanding.
boom!
The sword light full of vitality struck the group of evil spirits, as if sulfuric acid was poured on steel. As long as it was contaminated by the slightest sword energy, the evil spirits would immediately emit blue smoke from their bodies and let out a shrill and piercing scream.
Little Phoenix's eyes were as wide as lanterns. He hugged the little guy with the same shining eyes and stared closely at the man who looked like a god.
Is he really a god descended into the world?
So many ferocious and powerful evil spirits were actually held back by him alone, and they were still galloping among thousands of troops. They obviously suffered very serious injuries, but they recovered in an instant without any reduction in combat effectiveness. What the hell is this?
What a powerful means?
Little Phoenix has very little knowledge in real life, but she knows a lot about things on paper, just like being able to recognize the little thing's identity at a glance. However, she has never heard of the magical ability that Xia Lei possesses.
"I'm here to help you!"
A loud roar came from afar, and Yan Wudao harnessed the sword light that was thousands of meters long and blasted into the group of evil spirits.
Xia Lei shook his head and smiled bitterly. He had been left to watch the battle not far away. His joining certainly proved that the relationship had become closer, but if someone who didn't understand the way of life and death came in, it was no different from sending someone to death.
He has no ability to take care of him at all. Even if there is death energy to block the evil spirit's death energy for him, how can he use the other party's attack to heal his wounds?
Xia Lei, a guy who failed to achieve anything but failed, shouted helplessly: "Yan Wudao, back off! You're only going to be a disservice when you come here. Grandma is such a badass. Is it possible that you also understand the way of life and death?"
It’s over!
Yan Wudao was aroused by his spectacular battle. He couldn't help but join the battle with enthusiasm. Only when he heard how he shouted did he realize how stupid he was.
Being able to kill seven in and out of the group of evil spirits, not being hurt by the death energy, and being able to recover quickly from serious injuries, how dare this guy actually understand the way of life and death with the cultivation level of Immortal Luo Tian?
He was not in the mood to be shocked by Xia Lei's achievements, but sadly discovered that he was indeed going to die. He was so talented and talented, but he had no basis for it.
call out……
Seeing the overwhelming attacks coming over him, Xia Lei couldn't help even if he had three heads and six arms.
Just when Yan Wudao was about to close his eyes and wait for death, a ray of light as dark as ink rose into the sky from above Xia Lei's head, suspended in the sky, exuding a death aura that was ten thousand times more terrifying than the evil spirit.
It was a piece of paper as black as ink, about three feet long and only one foot wide, like a small picture scroll. The surrounding area was so lifeless that it was almost as sticky as glue, and there were billions of divine inscriptions and talismans the size of a fly's head.
Come on, what else can it be besides the Hongmeng Heavenly Arms and All Spirits Mirror?
The armchair little Phoenix covered his mouth in horror, as if he had been molested, and screamed loudly: "Oh my God! This is... This is the natal magic weapon of the Jue Tian Emperor, the top-grade Hongmeng Heavenly Weapon Wanling Jian, why is it on you?
?”
"No one will think you are mute if you don't speak?" Xia Lei glared at her fiercely.
"Wow... so much dead energy, I can finally have a big meal, quack..."
The weapon spirit with an extremely harsh voice let out a blood-curdling cry, and the billions of divine words suddenly amplified more than a hundred times, and the entire army of evil spirits was included in its aura.
With a shout, both the death energy in the sky and the evil spirits themselves turned into streams of light and were swallowed up by the thin paper. The death energy attack that almost hit Yan Wudao also disappeared and disappeared...