The situation was quite unfavorable, but Lin Xuan was very happy that he was not defeated. As his eyes moved, he had already locked onto a battle situation about a few miles away on the left.
Although in this area, the monks and the ghosts were already fighting a complete battle, with spiritual weapons and spells crisscrossing the area, but what he could see was the most intense battle.
In the sky, a huge colorful phoenix was violently colliding with an evil ghost several feet tall and with horns on its head.
The light flickered endlessly, and every time it flashed, there was a crazy vibration of spiritual energy.
In the light and shadow of the phoenix, there is a familiar person, with phoenix eyes and cherry lips, and a plump figure. It is the female cultivator named Mrs. Lan.
This woman is indeed a master of Xianxian Gorge. Although she suffered some hardships when she faced the Yin Evil Skeleton just now, she is not inferior at all against the Ghost King of the same level now.
Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment, swayed slightly, then turned into a startling rainbow and flew away like Mrs. Lan.
As the saying goes, to shoot a man first, shoot a horse, to capture a thief first, capture the king, and to deal with the other two ghost kings first, then naturally there will be no suspense in this battle.
I don't know whether the evil ghosts underestimated the lone human monks and did not expect them to gather together and set up a large formation to ambush them, or whether the strength of these fierce ghosts was slightly overestimated.
In short, according to the current situation, victory is possible, and delay is no longer an issue.
Lin Xuan felt relieved in his heart. After flying close, without saying a word, he raised his hand and directly sacrificed the Piaoyunluoxue Sword...
Half an hour later.
"Thank you fellow Taoist for your help, otherwise it's hard to say whether the little woman will survive." Mrs. Lan bowed her hands as a gesture, a hint of respect flashed across her face.
"Yes, I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Li is so advanced at such a young age. The Huo Ling Sect has given birth to a genius like you, and it's only a matter of time to carry it forward!" Wang Peng clasped his fists with a flattering expression on his face.
Lin Xuanze sneered in his heart, Huo Ling Sect? Li Yaotian has long since returned to the underworld. This degenerate sect may have no choice but to disband.
After he sacrificed the magic weapon, he teamed up with Mrs. Lan to destroy the tall ghost king without much effort. Then the two of them rescued Wang Peng. Facing the three alchemy-stage monks, the last ghost king naturally couldn't escape.
The end of the soul.
Speaking of which, these two guys are just ordinary evil spirits. They don't have any special magical powers. Compared with Xuanzhen Ghost King, they are not on the same level at all, so Lin Xuan didn't put in much effort.
Smiling calmly, Lin Xuan was not arrogant, and his expression was still very calm: "Okay, you two fellow Taoists, there is no need to be polite. Since we are both human beings, we should help each other in the face of such ghosts. Stop talking and go down first.
Let’s deal with those low-level evil spirits first.”
"Yes." Naturally, the two of them had no objections to this proposal. After agreeing, they flew down and joined the battle.
Although there are not many people, there are only three of them, but as monks in the alchemy stage, they will naturally look down upon low-level ghosts.
But unlike Lin Xuan's imagination, although the ghosts lost their leader, none of them backed down and fought against them without fear of death.
It doesn't seem that easy to win.
However, Lin Xuan was not in a hurry.
At this time, he controlled the Mysterious Fire Divine Orb and turned it into a huge fire cloud with a length and width of more than ten feet, trapping several ghosts in the foundation building stage inside.
Those ghosts have no physical entity, but the phantoms they turn into have different shapes. They are extremely terrifying. Although these monsters are not afraid of death, they are also afraid of the attack of the Mysterious Fire God Orb. They each control the spiritual weapons in their hands,
Desperately resisting the attack of Dan Huo.
Speaking of the spiritual weapons used by these ghosts, they are different from those of human monks. Most of them are skulls, soul-calling flags, and sharp ghost claws.
It's weird. Except for those who practice ghost ways, even if others rob it, it won't be of much use. At most, they can smelt it and use it as materials, or exchange it for some crystal stones.
Of course, with Lin Xuan's current wealth and cultivation, this thing is simply not worth mentioning.
Too lazy to collect it, he directly used the Black Fire Divine Orb to reduce the opponent and the storage bag to ashes.
As soon as the mana was activated, the fire cloud suddenly rumbled away like a squeeze in the middle. The ghosts were frightened. Although they knew it was in vain, they could only use their spiritual weapons to resist it.
Lin Xuan let out a "hum", his eyes were cold, and the spiritual power in his body was flowing, and he quickly burned the opponent into blue smoke.
The spiritual consciousness was released, and the surrounding situation was clearly sensed. Mrs. Lan and Wang Peng were also showing off their power, killing the ghosts and ghosts. With the participation of the three people, the unfavorable situation was gradually reversed.
Lin Xuan was very happy and was about to fly towards another group of ghosts. Suddenly, as if he sensed something, he turned around and glanced to the southwest. That was the front of Yanqiu Valley. The monks were led by Chu Tianshu.
They stick to it themselves.
The defense there was the strongest, so there was nothing to worry about, but a loud noise was heard. In the distance, a semicircular light bubble suddenly lit up on the horizon. After a flash, it burst and was replaced by
A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
The spiritual energy between the whole world is not violently shaking, but completely chaotic. The earth trembles endlessly, and cracks open with interlaced gaps...
The battlefield suddenly calmed down, and the monks and ghosts stopped fighting, with horrified expressions on their faces.
There was only a flash of startling rainbow, and it seemed to escape in the distance without hesitation.
In the middle of the Jinghong Land was an ordinary-looking young man, Lin Xuan!
At this moment, his face was pale and without a trace of blood. Lin Xuan naturally had his own reasons for doing this. The explosion just now was too shocking. However, what made Lin Xuan even more frightened was that he felt a familiar consciousness in the middle.
Haotian Ghost Emperor!
An old monster who we had a relationship with once.
The depth of his cultivation is no less than that of masters in the Nascent Soul stage of human beings.
Although this guy had just been promoted, he was definitely not something that people like him could resist, so as soon as he realized it was him, Lin Xuan ran out of the way without hesitation.
It's just to deal with the monks who are alone. As the ghost emperor, there is no need to get involved.
Whether there were other reasons or it was just an accident that made people like him unlucky, Lin Xuan was no longer in the mood to delve into it.
If you don't run faster and are caught up by the opponent, even if you have good magical powers and magic weapons, the gap in realm is too big and you will never be able to fight back.
Lin Xuan did not dare to rest, and fled nearly a hundred miles in one breath before stopping, swallowing the elixir and holding the crystal in his hand to restore the damaged mana.
It's so far away, I believe that even with the Ghost Emperor's spiritual consciousness, he can't find himself, not to mention that he may not know that there is a fish that has slipped through the net.
However, for the sake of caution, Lin Xuan still placed a restraint around him to suppress the aura.
In this way, after two days of trembling, Lin Xuan came out of his hiding place.