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Chapter 290 Night Walk

The protective array disks burst out from all over the cave one after another. Under the squeeze of many white tree roots, the light curtain flickered and shattered!

Without the obstruction of the magic circle, the tangled tree roots swam towards Liu Qinghuan who was standing in the formation.

"Well done!"

Liu Qinghuan stood still and let the tree roots wrap around him. A white ball soon appeared in the cave. The densely packed roots became more and more entangled, swimming like a snake.

Suddenly, a bit of cyan fire appeared faintly from inside the ball, a hole opened on the surface of the white ball, and the green lotus fire burst out like a volcanic eruption.

The tree roots paused for a moment as if they were frightened, and then scrambled back.

The entire cave was filled with raging blue flames, and countless tree roots quickly turned into ashes.

Liu Qinghuan reached out and made a move, and the green lotus fire was gathered into a bundle and retracted into the three-legged green lantern.

He exhaled quietly, but fortunately nothing happened.

Now he is a little afraid of using the Green Lotus Karma Fire. The flame is so powerful that he feels like he can't control it. Moreover, he strongly doubts that the fire actually has spirituality. The phantom is most likely the flame spirit.

Having a spiritual flame is similar to having a magic weapon with a weapon spirit. In addition to refining, it also needs to be recognized by the weapon spirit as its owner before it can be completely recovered.

But this recognition of the master can usually only be achieved after the golden elixir.

Liu Qinghuan carefully put away the three-legged green lantern. Now that he could not use the fire as a last resort, he tried not to use it.

There was no way he could stay in this cave. There were so many demonic trees outside that he couldn't stop them all night.

The ghost heart of the underworld floated on his chest, and the energy of the underworld flowed out, covering his two layers of protective shield with a thin layer. He took out the Green Shadow Sword again, and Liu Qinghuan walked out of the cave step by step.

Now we can only travel through the night.

Just after leaving the cave, there was a roaring wind above our heads. Not far away, a demon tree bent its thick trunk like a bow and smashed its head down!

The Qingying Sword was as powerful as a rainbow. It slashed with one sword, cutting the tree trunk into two pieces.

More tree trunks came crashing down, but Liu Qinghuan fluttered and jumped into the air.

There was a banging sound of tree trunks hitting the ground below, and as he reached the air, there was some commotion in the solid darkness around him, and something was approaching!

Liu Qinghuan flicked his right hand and caught the ghost cudgel in his hand. He turned around and fired out several sticks.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak."

However, there were also fish that slipped through the net. Their sharp claws that shone brightly grabbed the protective cover, and then as soon as they touched the underworld air, the claws retracted with a "swish" sound as if they were being burned by fire.

Soon, the surroundings became quiet.

But Liu Qinghuan knew that those things had not gone far and were hiding around and watching them.

He no longer cared about it, and used the Pingxu Wind Control Technique to fly forward quickly. At the same time, all his spiritual consciousness spread out, looking for a place where he could open the cave again.

One mountain after another, the peaks were getting higher and higher. He flew for half an hour before he got rid of most of the unknown things he was chasing. Fortunately, he had the aura of hell, otherwise he would never have been able to escape so easily.

"kill!"

Suddenly, Liu Qinghuan was so startled by the deafening sound of "kill" that he almost fell from the air!

"Kill, kill, kill!"

There were three more sounds in a row, and Liu Qinghuan looked forward in shock, only to see Lin Li's spears appearing from the darkness, and they turned out to be a neatly lined up group of soldiers!

"Fire!" A loud voice sounded from behind the soldiers, and several arrows were seen flying above the soldiers' heads, streaking through the darkness with astonishing momentum. The target was Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan then took a step back, flying the ghost cudgel in front of him, spinning rapidly like a wheel, knocking away the flying arrows one by one.

But one round of sharp arrows was followed by another. The strength of those arrows was astonishing, and Liu Qinghuan felt a little unable to resist.

Okay, he's too confident. If he had known better, he wouldn't have done it forcefully.

"charge!"

The soldiers who were neatly lined up leaned forward in response to the order, with their spears in front, and rushed towards Liu Qinghuan while shouting.

"He, you really think I'm easy to bully!"

Liu Qinghuan turned on his feet, and his figure suddenly became erratic. In a blink of an eye, he floated to the side of the charging soldiers. With a blow of the ghost stick, he beat the translucent body of a soldier to pieces!

The soldiers reacted very quickly. They turned their spears and raised their hands to stab. But Liu Qinghuan was so fast that he disappeared from the place before the spears could stab him. When he got to the other side, he struck again with the stick.

Soon, more than a dozen soldiers were beaten to death with ghost sticks.

Obviously, Liu Qinghuan's behavior angered the person in command, and his loud voice deepened: "Spare the formation! Distribute the attack!"

"What's so sparse!" Liu Qinghuan shouted, his consciousness finally locked onto the location where the sound came from, and with a flash of his body, he floated to the back of the team, and all the runes on the ghost torture stick lit up.

"Bang bang bang!" The stick hit the iron armor. Liu Qinghuan said angrily: "You can bully a small number by taking advantage of the large number of people. If you have the ability, you can fight with me alone. What's the point of hiding behind others?"

hero!"

The people under the stick were holding their heads and screaming, still shouting: "Attack, attack!"

However, Liu Qinghuan had already flown out the Broken Gang Golden Lotus, and the sun's essence fire, which had reached its peak, floated on the lotus petals, turning into golden feathers and shuttled among the soldiers, leaving those soldiers unable to fight back.

These soldiers were just ordinary people when they were alive. After death, they were nourished by the death energy of Buguixu, and they became much more powerful. Together, they can burst out amazing combat power, but there are only one or two hundred people here, how can they beat one at the speed?

What a fast foundation-building monk!

The ghost torture stick is a Taoist magic weapon, specially used to torture ghosts. Soon, the commanding sergeant was beaten to the point where he cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf. He huddled up and begged for mercy: "Stop fighting, I surrender, I surrender!"

Hey, is there any talk of surrender?

This sergeant's body was much more solid than other soldiers, and he should not have been so weak, but he was caught off guard by Liu Qinghuan's stick after blow, and he lost his ability to resist.

However, as the beatings continued, the look in his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he had been awakened from a daze, and then he surrendered.

Liu Qinghuan nodded his head with a stick: "You can surrender, I will ask you questions!"

The sergeant's eyes were darting around, and Liu Qinghuan snorted coldly: "If you are not honest, I will kill you right now!"

"Be honest, I am absolutely honest, you ask!" the other party said repeatedly, and looked at the running soldiers again, and begged: "Sir, please spare the lives of my men first, I will definitely know everything, and I will tell you everything."

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Liu Qinghuan didn't expect that this ghost reacted so quickly. Shouldn't he have lost his mind? Those soldiers, for example, had eyes as dull as puppets on strings.

He thought for a while, since this man was sane and should remember many things, he called back Po Gang Golden Lotus: "Tell your men to retreat ten feet away!"

The sergeant shouted: "Stop and form a square formation ten feet behind!"

The soldiers immediately obeyed the order. Liu Qinghuan nodded with satisfaction and then said: "What is your name? Which country are you a soldier from?"

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