In the form of a golden arhat, the air-suspended fighter has super strong combat power and incomparable magical powers. I am afraid that Ye Chen is no more than this now. His movements are like thunder. Most evil-level ghosts can hardly withstand a punch and will be killed.
But there were too many ghosts around him, and his power was related to the golden light on his body. Whenever he was attacked by a ghost, the golden light on his body was worn away. After a melee, nearly ten ghosts died, and the golden light on his body also dimmed a lot.
The strength has also been reduced a bit.
The boys from both sides beat the old man until his brains were knocked out, but neither the green-haired old corpse nor the land appeared. The land was still in the divine domain, but the green-haired old corpse was nowhere to be seen. If these ghosts were not still there, I would have thought it had left.
As time goes by, the absolute numerical advantage of the ghosts slowly takes over. The Yin soldiers died one by one, and their whole bodies were torn to pieces by the crazy ghosts. Under the armor was the invisible ghost body. If the armor was removed, it would be different from the ghosts outside.
There is no difference.
The killing among ghosts is not much different from the killing on the battlefield in the human world. Sometimes life and death are just a split second. In less than five minutes, nearly half of the thirty Yin soldiers were dead. The rest were all injured, except for the Yin general.
It's strong and still in good condition.
At this time, the golden light on Kong Xuan's body finally disappeared after killing nearly thirty ghosts. The cold and ruthless look on his face also returned to his original consciousness as the spell disappeared. His natural tendency to cherish his life made him retreat involuntarily, which further highlighted the
The Yin soldiers were completely surrounded by ghosts.
"Roar!"
A heart-shaking roar came from outside the town. Kong Xuan, who was still hesitating not far away, changed his expression and took another step back involuntarily.
The remaining nearly two hundred ghosts heard this roar and surrounded them like crazy, surrounding the remaining Yin soldiers and the Yin general. Demons and ghosts danced wildly, and the three injured Yin soldiers were dragged into the group of ghosts and torn into pieces.
fragments.
"Do it quickly!"
A thunderous voice sounded next to Kong Xuan's ears. This voice seemed to have a magical power, driving away the timidity in his heart and doubling his courage.
Kong Xuan gritted his teeth and took out a bronze bell from his pocket and swung it. The sound of the bell spread, and all the ghosts around him were stunned for a few seconds. The Yin general took the opportunity to shout loudly and led the Yin soldiers to escape from the siege and re-arrange their defenses. He woke up.
The ghosts were torn together again.
Kongxuan kept shaking the bell to stun the ghosts, and cooperated with the Yin soldiers to kill dozens of ghosts in a short while.
But the effect of the soul-stirring sound waves emitted by the bell is constantly attenuating, or it can be said that it will become resistant to being stun more times. After shaking it for more than a dozen times, the sound waves are no longer enough to stun these ghosts, but only make them pause for a moment, and
Some powerful ghosts are completely immune to sound waves.
Kong Xuan took out another wooden fish and knocked it, and the sound waves emitted slowed down the ghosts' movements, but the effect, like the soul-stirring sound waves, gradually weakened and eventually disappeared.
After using up the two magic weapons, a total of fifty or sixty ghosts died, and at this time he had no other choice.
Kong Xuan obtained two props from the land, one was the three red fruits to increase his cultivation, and the other was a golden jade piece that he used to cast the Arhat's Golden Body.
The weapon has been used, and now he has no other choice but to go into battle himself.
The problem is that he cherishes his life. Even if the magic of the land inspires courage, courage is only temporary. When it conflicts with his instinct of cherishing life and fearing death, his instinct immediately takes over. He repels a white-haired zombie with a few sticks, and sees a dozen ghosts attacking him.
He rushed towards him, retracted his staff decisively, turned around and ran away.
The voice of the land sounded in his ears again, telling him to go back, but he turned a deaf ear. The land snorted coldly and ignored him.
On the other side of the inn, Ye Chen, who was closing his eyes and regulating his breath, heard the serious voice of the land beside his ears:
"Please give me a helping hand, Taoist Priest!"
Ye Chen opened his eyes, picked up the peach wood sword, stood up, opened the door and left the inn.
The inn was not very far from the fighting place. From a distance, he could see hundreds of ghosts surrounding and killing less than ten Yin soldiers. However, there was no shadow of Monk Kongxuan, and there were no corpses underground. He knew that Monk Kongxuan would die without fighting.
Escaped.
He quickly ran closer, sheathed the peach wood sword, took a fire talisman in each hand and activated it, turned it into two balls of flame and shot it out, beating the two ghost figures rushing towards him into two balls of fire and flying down.
Pulling out the sword, thunder and fire swept across, a white-haired zombie's head was cut off, and its body fell straight down.
The five fingers of his right hand opened, and milky white flames spurted out from between the fingers. He grabbed the water ghost and threw his hair. The black hair immediately smoked and burned. The milky white pure Yang fire quickly spread along the broken hair to the water ghost, instantly turning it into a fire.
Man, it burned into nothingness in less than three seconds, leaving not even ashes behind.
Seventeen fire talismans, ten wind blade talismans, and seventeen golden light talismans. Each one is stimulated by pure Yang magic and its power increases dramatically. No ghost below the evil ghost level can withstand one talisman. There are a total of forty-four first-class talismans.
The attack talisman killed more than thirty ghosts, and in less than five minutes, the number of ghosts decreased by a third.
But at this time, all the Yin soldiers were dead and only the injured Yin general was left. The two were surrounded by seventy or eighty ghosts. Looking from the outside, the surging ghost energy completely surrounded them, and no one could see their fingers around them.
Ye Chen could only use his spiritual eyes to see a distance less than two meters away.
Fortunately, the Four Yang Techniques have been cultivated to great perfection. My body is super strong and the pure Yang magic power protects the body and is not afraid of evil spirits. My hands and feet also have pure Yang magic power. One hundred and fifty years of pure Yang magic power is already extremely strong. I can get close to people with just one movement of my hands and feet.
The ghosts were beaten into nothingness.
Time passed and Ye Chen couldn't see outside in the darkness. He didn't know how many ghosts he had killed. He only knew that nearly half of his 150-year-old pure Yang mana had been consumed.
The injuries on the Yin General beside him are getting more and more serious. The armor on his body has been broken, revealing the almost substantial ghost body inside. In order to prevent the Yin General from being killed, he fights alone, Ye Chen gives it blessings with air shield talismans and talismans from time to time.
The Vajra Talisman is what has allowed me to persevere until now.
I don't know how much time passed, but Ye Chen punched down as usual, and punched the air. Just when he thought they had killed all the ghosts, a suffocating and terrifying chill suddenly hit his face. This chill was so familiar that he instantly
I knew it was the green-haired old corpse who took action.
At this time, it was too late to change his moves. Ye Chen made an instant decision. With a sudden thought, all the mana in his body was concentrated on his fists. The milky white pure Yang magic flames erupted from the cracks in his fists and turned into a fist burning with white flames, facing the oncoming opponent.
The chill hit hard.
"Crack!"
As expected, the completely irresistible terrifying force cracked the bones of his hand, and the soul-stirring coldness suppressed the flames on his fist on the spot. In the severe pain, Ye Chen did not panic at all, and shook his arm to remove the remaining strength,
Without making a mistake in his steps, he stepped forward and landed under the green-haired old corpse. He flexibly circled his body to the back, taking advantage of the frightening strength of the old corpse but the lack of flexibility of the zombie's body to pass behind the old corpse.
