Speaking of the purpose of the spirit gathering shield, it is used for cultivation.
As the name suggests, after releasing this shield, it can gather the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and the effect is far better than the spring of spiritual veins.
Practicing inside will get twice the result with half the effort. Of course, no one will have that luxury. This is usually used when hitting the bottleneck of the entrance.
The so-called shadow gathering mask must be something similar, but what it gathers is the evil wind and evil energy between heaven and earth.
In addition to practicing, doing it here will naturally have a great bonus to the cultivation of the fierce soul. On the contrary, the magical powers of human monks will be restrained.
With one situation ebbing and the other ebbing, there is not much suspense about the outcome.
This is what Xuanzhen Ghost King had in mind.
Lin Xuan's face darkened, he raised his right hand, grabbed the air with his five fingers, and a sword energy as thick as an arm shot out and stabbed the light shield.
However, the mask flashed a few times, but it was of no use.
"Boy, there is no need to waste your efforts. This Yin Gathering Mask is made up of the Yin Qi of heaven and earth. No one can break it except the monks at the Nascent Soul stage."
The other party's words were not exaggerated. The sword energy released just now showed Lin Xuan that the shield was indeed extremely tough. Since it was useless, he certainly would not waste his spiritual energy in vain.
The situation seemed to be very unfavorable for Lin Xuan, but he remained calm and showed no signs of panic.
This made Xuanzhen Ghost King's face look slightly different, and he murmured in his heart. After a while, he sneered and started again.
Opening his mouth, a green will-o'-the-wisp spit out, the fire was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and turned into a strange one-horned tiger with two wings on its back, roaring like Lin Xuan and rushing towards him.
The young man's expression remained unchanged, his shoulders trembled slightly. Black light flashed across his body, and his whole person suddenly became eerie and strange, and a ball of black energy enveloped Lin Xuan's body.
Raising his right hand, a gray-white demonic fire also ignited in the palm of his hand. Then, with the opponent stunned, he flicked his sleeves and the fire burned blazingly. It also turned into a black two-headed monster lion and faced the demonic tiger. Go up.
"You..." Xuanzhen Ghost King was really shocked this time. The aura exuding from the other party was very similar to his own, and the sinister wind and demonic energy that filled the sky had no effect on him at all. Instead, he looked very comfortable. .
"Are you a ghost cultivator?" the ghost king said with gritted teeth. How is that possible? Although it is a ghost, it knows a lot about human cultivators. I have never heard of anyone being able to practice two mutually exclusive cultivators at the same time. Kung Fu!
This obviously goes against common sense!
However, what frightened him even more was that since the other party was proficient in ghost magic, his own Yin Gathering Mask had no effect at all.
In the Yin Qi, the power of his techniques will also be greatly increased.
With a flash of evil energy on his face, Xuanzhen Ghost King spit out a sharp light from his mouth. Lin Xuan looked at it and saw a gray-white sword light.
However, something strange happened. The Ghost King did not control the treasure to attack himself. Instead, with a thought, the treasure turned back on its owner, circled around its left arm, and removed the ferocious ghost hand.
Lin Xuan was stunned for a while, but he quickly regained his composure. What the Ghost King did was definitely not due to a mental illness, but to use some evil and weird magical power.
Using your own flesh and blood as a medium, it must be very powerful!
Lin Xuan did not use magic weapons to attack rashly, but took out a large number of talismans from his arms, rubbed his hands together, red light flashed, and seven or eight red fireballs appeared in front of him. There was also a faint flash of electric light inside.
This is an earth-level spell that Lin Xuan sealed into the spirit talisman in advance.
"go!"
Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and pointed. Those fireballs immediately hit each other, and earth-shattering explosions were heard. A large cloud of fire enveloped the ghost king's body.
However, although the sound of the explosion was loud, there was a faint sound of ancient mantras coming from inside.
Lin Xuan's heart moved, and he directed his magic power to his eyes, looking ahead.
Although the spiritual eye technique is not a high-level magic technique, it is still easy to penetrate a little bit of smoke and dust.
Lin Xuan wanted to see the situation first and then decide what magical power to use to stop the situation!
Above the Ghost King's head, there was a magic weapon that looked like a black cloth suspended. This magic weapon emitted a glow. Although it was crumbling under the bombardment of thunder and fire, it still stood firm.
This guy has so many treasures, Lin Xuan also feels a little bit in trouble.
Naturally, the ghost king was not idle. He moved his lips slightly and uttered obscure spells. His only remaining arm danced wildly up and down irregularly, as if he was performing some ancient ritual.
But the even weirder change was his arm that was chopped off, but after not seeing it for a while, it actually became abnormally thick.
The skin is so dark and shiny, and the muscles underneath are bouncing, as if they are growing crazily...
Xuanzhen Ghost King reached into his arms, took out a bean-sized bead, and with a flick of his finger, inserted it into the strange arm.
The Yin Qi magic power around him began to gather crazily, and then the arm came to life and turned into a skinny humanoid monster with sharp fingers.
"Ghoul!"
Lin Xuan had read many classics and naturally recognized it at a glance.
"You're a well-informed kid. How about it? Let me see how you deal with this thing. Although I gave up an arm and refined this thing with a secret method, its attributes are the same as those of a real ghoul. Hmph
Humph..." Xuanzhen said with a cruel smile.
"Really?" Lin Xuan's expression remained calm: "If it were another Taoist friend, it would be really difficult to face such monsters in this shadow gathering mask, but for me..."
Ghouls are also a kind of monster in the underworld, but they are an extremely special kind.
In terms of cultivation, it is almost the same as a monk in the foundation building stage, but this ghost has one characteristic, immortality.
Of course, this does not mean that it is really unkillable, but in a place with sufficient Yin Qi, even if it is cut into two pieces or its head is cut off, this guy can be easily resurrected.
And the Yin Qi in this Yin Gathering Mask is naturally enough.
This is definitely a troublesome opponent for the monks at the stage of condensation.
Faced with the ghoul's stalking, it is very likely that he will reveal his flaws, and there is a ghost king watching him.
But was this really the legendary immortal monster, or was the opponent bluffing, so Lin Xuan naturally wanted to give it a try.
He stretched out his index finger and made a slight stroke from top to bottom. A huge wind blade with a diameter of about ten feet appeared and chopped off the opponent with a roar.
There was a hint of ridicule on Xuanzhen Ghost King's face, and the ghoul showed no intention of dodging. The wind blade was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, easily splitting the opponent in half like cutting tofu.
But the surrounding Yin Qi suddenly poured into the wound, and then the monster returned to its original appearance.
There is no difference at all from real ghouls, and their immortal attributes are exactly the same.
"Boy, what do you think? Since you are a ghost cultivator, I will show you a clear path. If you are willing to surrender, you can save your life." Ghost King Xuanzhen's voice was full of doubts: "As long as you Join us."
With ghouls as helpers, the opponent has no chance of winning. The monk is more afraid of death than ordinary people. He believes that the opponent will most likely beg for surrender like him.
"You just need to put a ray of your soul into this soul-forbidden bead." As the Ghost King said this, something black like sharp claws came running over.
Of course, Lin Xuan sneered at this suggestion, and shot out a sword light, smashing the so-called Soul Forbidden Pearl into powder.
"Boy, don't give me a toast and you'll have to drink as a penalty." Xuanzhen Ghost King roared loudly, became angry with shame, and wanted to summon the ghouls to attack together.
However, his figure moved, but then he paused. Lin Xuan slapped the spirit ghost bag on his waist, black flashes appeared, and a dozen monsters wearing iron armor and holding long swords appeared.
Although they look very similar to humans, their skin is extremely pale and their bodies exude a heart-stopping corpse aura.
Iron armor refining corpse!
It was Lin Xuan who moved in the secret cave of the ancient evil cultivator, and these monsters were successfully sacrificed just before the war.
It is indeed a good idea to prepare more back-ups. Now it comes in handy. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to deal with this ghoul by yourself.
"You know how to control corpses!"
Xuanzhen Ghost King's arrogance suddenly dropped a lot, and he looked at the armored corpse in front of him. There was a hint of depression in his eyes.
All things thrive and restrain each other. This rule also applies to ghosts and ghosts. A ghoul can regenerate after being killed in a place with sufficient Yin Qi. However, this does not mean that it has no natural enemies.
What this monster is most afraid of is the corpse poison of zombies. After being killed by the corpse poison, even the characteristics of immortality cannot make it resurrected.
After seeing Lin Xuan summon the refining corpse, one can imagine the depression in Xuanzhen Ghost King's heart.
"go!"
Lin Xuan's consciousness moved, and the zombies suddenly roared in unison. In fact, they did not need to be controlled by their masters. They smelled the ghoul's breath and showed a very violent expression on their faces. These two monsters are natural enemies in themselves.
Upon receiving the order, the zombies immediately rushed over, spitting corpse poison.
With a huge disparity in numbers, the ghoul was outnumbered and was quickly torn into pieces. Its body was corroded by corpse poison, and its Yin Qi could no longer be resurrected.
Xuanzhen Ghost King carefully planned, but in the end he lost an arm in pain.
hateful!
Somewhat mad, it opened its mouth, and a dark red light beam spurted out.
Don't underestimate this attack. It may seem inconspicuous, but it contains the true essence that it has cultivated for many years. Every time it sprays out such a beam of annihilation, its cultivation level will drop a little.
This can be said to be a self-destructive magical power. Xuanzhen Ghost King would never use it unless it was absolutely necessary, but at this point, it couldn't care less.
As the direct disciple of His Majesty the Ghost Emperor, it has always been looked up to among the evil spirits of the same level. It should have been easy to kill a monk who was in the early stage of condensation. However, he did not expect that all his methods would be defeated by the opponent. One gram kills.
Who is this kid? The Ghost King no longer had the arrogance he had just now and had to use his last special skills.