typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 44: A Difficult Battle

After the Seven Evil Ghosts and Yin Banners are mastered, the evil spirits in the banners often have endless attack methods, making it difficult for people to guard against.

There are even some demon cave demon cultivators who will refine some deadly toxins into the evil spirits when refining such magic treasures, and even use dark methods to further enhance their strength.

"snort!"

Being flanked by the disciples of the Qingshan Sect, the old demon cultivator did not panic. He shot out a black flying shuttle with a wave of his sleeves and suddenly hit the Wujin Skynet. The Skynet was blocked in mid-air and was unable to make any progress for the time being.

Immediately, a burst of blood-colored light shield appeared on the body of the old demon cultivator, and he used the blood demon shield in the "Blood River Demon Scripture" without hesitation, steadily blocking the flying swords of Lin Han, Zhang Nianchuan, and Lu Changfeng, and neutralizing the attack.

This is not the end, just in the flash of light and flint, the fighting power displayed by the old demon cultivator is already impressive, and his actions are very decisive, far beyond what Lin Han, Zhang Nianchuan, Song Minghui and other fledgling immortal cultivators can match.

The demonic light under his feet surged, and he urged his movements to rush towards Song Minghui. He took the lead in rolling the Seven Evil Ghost Yin Flags, summoning an evil ghost with fangs and claws, and with a sinister and intimidating ghost energy, he opened his bloody mouth and bit into

Song Minghui has a great head.

If she were bitten, Song Minghui's entire body would probably leave her body, leaving her with no chance of survival.

The seven-headed evil ghosts in the Seven Evil Ghosts Yin Banner have now reached the late stage of Qi training. Once the seven-headed evil ghosts emerge, their overall strength is comparable to that of a monk at the ninth level of Qi training, and is already stronger than Lu Changfeng, who is at the eighth level of Qi training.

What's more, the old demon cultivator himself is not low in cultivation. He has reached the seventh level of Qi training and is better than Lin Han, Song Minghui and Zhang Nianchuan in terms of cultivation.

In terms of strength, he is not weaker than Lu Changfeng and his team at all, and the magic cultivators' methods are very powerful and often mysterious and difficult to prevent. When necessary, there are many precedents for severely injuring the enemy in the form of self-mutilation.

Seeing the evil ghost coming towards her with a terrifying appearance that made her scalp numb, and with a pungent and cold evil aura, Song Minghui immediately panicked in her heart.

"Get away!"

She subconsciously shouted loudly, swung the flying sword and slashed at the attacking evil ghost. She wanted to resist this shocking blow, so much so that she forgot to use magic tricks and relied solely on brute force.

On the side, Lu Ping, who was watching the battle, frowned and couldn't help but secretly shake his head when he saw Song Minghui's actual combat performance.

After all, he was a bit younger, and this sword alone could not withstand the attack of the evil ghost.

If this evil spirit is so easy to deal with and the old demon cultivator is still trying to make a hammer-like demon flag, he might as well spend more time improving his own cultivation.

"ah!"

Sure enough, Song Minghui's reply was different from what she expected. As soon as she faced him, her hand hurt. The flying sword was blown away by the huge impact. Her right shoulder was also hit by the devil's demonic energy because she couldn't dodge. In an instant,

I saw blood.

Bang.

The moment the flying sword landed, Song Minghui fell to the ground in pain, her face turned pale.

A black wound as big as a palm appeared on her right shoulder, with a trace of evil energy coming out, causing her unbearable pain.

Although this injury does not appear to be fatal and will heal within ten days and a half, it will not only affect Song Minghui's future battles to a great extent, but if the injury is not properly treated, she will definitely die.

worries.

Without the control of Song Minghui's magic power, the black golden sky snare in mid-air suddenly dimmed in light, and was carried along by the black shuttle and fell into the hands of the old demon cultivator.

"Senior Sister Song!"

Seeing that Song Minghui was knocked down with just one move, her combat power was greatly reduced, and her magic weapon was taken away, Zhang Nianchuan's expression changed.

Fortunately, Lu Changfeng took action in time. With the magic talisman activated earlier, his whole body turned into a bolt of lightning and instantly moved in front of Song Minghui, facing the evil ghost who continued to attack Song Minghui.

The single-headed evil ghost, whose strength is around the sixth level of Qi training, would never be Lu Changfeng's opponent in a head-on battle.

The two sides only exchanged a few moves, and the evil ghost was repulsed by Lu Changfeng. When the old demon cultivator rolled the demon flag, he returned to float around the demon flag.

"Hey hey hey..."

The old demon cultivator was not in a hurry to continue taking action. He looked at Song Minghui, holding the Seven Evil Ghost Yin Banner in one hand and the Wujin Tianluo Net in the other, showing a gloomy smile.

"You can't even use your own magic weapon. Are all the monks in the sect so weak now?"

Song Minghui stood up, holding her right shoulder with one hand and gritting her teeth. Her face quickly turned red, feeling ashamed and angry. If she had been a little girl, she would have been frightened and cried, and how could she still stay awake.

"Senior Sister Song, are you okay?"

Seeing that Song Minghui's face looked very ugly, Zhang Nianchuan reacted and quickly protected Song Minghui's side, reaching out to support her.

Song Minghui shook her head, her delicate body trembling unsteadily due to pain, and she clenched her teeth.

This was the first time she had suffered such a big loss. If Lu Changfeng hadn't taken action in time, she might have died at the claws of the evil spirit.

Lin Han also stood beside Lu Changfeng at this time, protecting Song Minghui behind him. The battle just now made him terrified.

Even Senior Sister Song was defeated. My own cultivation level was not much better than that of Senior Sister Song. Isn’t it true that she was no match for the old demon cultivator?

"You evil beast, don't be so rampant!"

On the other hand, Lu Changfeng didn't want to waste any time. No matter how badly Song Minghui was injured, if he didn't hurry up and kill the old demon cultivator, everyone would be buried with him soon.

Now is not the time to care about small talk.

"A bunch of rats are underestimating their abilities. I want to see how many of my moves you can take."

The old demon cultivator completely activated the Seven Evil Ghost Yin Banners, launched a fierce attack, and took the lead in killing Lu Changfeng.

Lu Changfeng activated the Qingfeng Sword and used mysterious body skills. With the blessing of the divine walking talisman, he fought head-on with the old demon cultivator.

The seven evil ghosts bared their teeth and claws, and cooperated with each other. With Lin Han and others avoiding, they fought with Lu Changfeng while breaking out the door. The battle venue was changed to the courtyard, and a strong bloody smell was swirling, which was disgusting.

Lu Ping was also frightened when he saw it. The strength of the old demon cultivator was much stronger than expected. This was due to the successful refining of the Seven Evil Ghost Yin Banners, which greatly increased the combat power of the old demon cultivator.

Lu Changfeng is not weak to begin with. If he confronts the old demon cultivator before the Seven Evil Ghost Yin Banners are refined, he has a high chance of winning.

But God's calculations are not as good as those of humans. By the time they find the old magic cultivator, the opponent's magic weapon has already been mastered.

The appearance of the seven-headed evil ghost was enough to rival a ninth-level qi-training monk. Lu Changfeng, an eighth-level qi-training monk with poor equipment, would most likely hate him for facing him.

He couldn't just watch anymore. If things went on for a long time, Lu Ping had already predicted that Lu Changfeng would gradually fall into a disadvantage, and he might even never return to Qingshan Sect.

Don't look at the fact that there are Lin Han and three others on one side. Maybe a joint attack can contain the old demon cultivator, but this will not play a decisive role at all.

Under the attack of the seven evil ghosts, Lu Changfeng felt it was difficult, let alone Lin Han and the other three who were far behind in cultivation.

The equipment is not strong and the level is not enough. You cannot win by relying on numbers at all.
This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next