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Chapter five hundred and forty-eight

Lin Ji himself did not expect that when he activated the Yuan Shen Sword Technique, the momentum would be so great.

Almost at the moment when he condensed the shadow of the giant sword and dropped the giant sword, he felt that the spiritual power in his Dantian was like being sucked away by a water pump. It was moving crazily in his meridians, and then gathered into the Qingzhi in his hand.

On the sword.

In an instant, he felt that the temperature around him had become a bit colder.

This was not the cold caused by the ghost energy. Most of the surrounding ghost energy had dissipated under the two earth fires fired by the red-haired god just now and the power of Lin Jiyuan's sword technique at this moment.

This is the cold, chilling coldness caused by the murderous intent on the Qingzhi Sword becoming more and more solidified after being activated by spiritual power.

"The Shen Shen Sword."

Finally, the phantom of the giant sword that almost pierced the sky fell and hit the red-haired god hard.

The spiritual energy in the surrounding heaven and earth had been disrupted, so much so that Lin Ji's consciousness could not capture the opponent's position, but Lin Ji was absolutely sure that the sword had struck the red-haired god firmly.

After a long time, Lin Ji let out a long sigh of relief.

"Just that sword strike consumed a full 60% of my spiritual power..."

Thinking in his mind, Lin Ji looked towards the distance where the red-haired god had been.

The ghost domain is still there, but a hole has been poked. The ghost domain that previously covered most of Luofu Fang City now only has an area of ​​less than a hundred square meters.

It's not much better than the ghost realm of the third level ghost general.

The red-haired god was nowhere to be seen, but Lin Ji knew that he must still be alive.

"Whether it's the physical body that resists my Seven-Star Sword, or the soul power of the Half-Step Ghost King, this sword is not enough to kill him."

Lin Ji silently recovered his spiritual power at the same place.

Look up at the sky.

The sky was previously covered with clouds due to the ghost realm, but at this moment, the dark clouds in the sky were split in two from the middle, extending to an unknown place in the distance.

The sun shines down along the place where the dark clouds are parted, which in a sense clears the clouds and reveals the sun.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

The electric light as thick as a bucket connects the sky and the earth.

Lin Ji suddenly raised his head and saw the red-haired god's body, which was three feet tall, descending from the sky with a halberd and smashing it in his direction.

The speed of the red-haired god was extremely fast. Almost the moment Lin Ji saw him, he was already close.

The strong wind whipped up by waving the halberd made Lin Ji's clothes rustle, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Can't hide!"

Without hesitation, Lin Ji tightly grasped the hilt of the Qingzhi Sword with both hands and held the sword horizontally in the air!

clang!

There was a crisp sound, and the huge power shook Lin Ji's hands so much that he could barely hold the long sword in his hand.

He fell from mid-air at an extremely fast speed. The moment he landed, he finally stabilized his figure and stood on the ground fairly lightly.

But before he could take a breath, the red-haired god dodged and came closer again.

This is the halberd sweeping across, and the terrifying power fluctuations make the surrounding air seem to be distorted.

Lin Ji didn't dare to resist and wanted to retreat.

Just after he had taken a few steps away, the red-haired god seemed to have anticipated his movements. With a little step forward, he came first and stopped behind Lin Ji.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ji shouted in his heart that something was wrong, but it was too late.

The halberd hit his lower back hard, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. After resisting the blow, the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and he turned around with a sword.

"Seven Star Sword!"

The power of the stars lingering around him poured out from this sword. Just looking at the momentum, it was probably not much better than the previous She Shen Sword.

The red-haired god didn't seem to expect that Lin Ji could resist in this situation. He swung his halberd hastily, but in the end he was a step too slow. The sword light fell hard on his chest, breaking through his chest.

The seemingly indestructible body left a ferocious sword wound on his chest.

Not only that, the mammoth sword force pushed the red-haired god back continuously, until he was nearly a hundred meters away before he was about to move down.

Looking around, the originally orderly streets of Fangshi, along with the houses on both sides, collapsed under Lin Ji's sword, leaving only more than a hundred meters of sword marks on the ground and broken walls on both sides.

Messy.

After repelling the red-haired god, Lin Ji didn't see much joy on his face.

He silently restored the spiritual power in his body on the spot.

Feeling the injuries in his lower abdomen and lower back, he urged the True Dragon Body to circulate the power of qi and blood.

"Ahem..."

After coughing twice and spitting out a large mouthful of congestion, he finally felt that the stagnation in his body had dissipated a lot.

"I didn't expect that my third-level adult True Dragon Body would actually suffer from enemies of the same level. Where did this guy come from? It's too unreasonable."

If this red-haired god is really just a half-step ghost king, even if it is troublesome, Lin Ji still has the means to deal with him.

The Thunder Sword Technique is used to restrain evil spirits.

If he was an evil spirit from somewhere, Lin Ji's Qingzhi Sword could restrain him with his physical body which was stronger than his real dragon body.

The Qingzhi Sword is the foundation of Taoist weapons. Even Lin Ji's own physical body cannot bear it, and the red-haired god is no better.

At this moment, the sword wound on his chest was the evidence.

However, this red-haired god was physically powerful and had the half-step skills of a ghost king, which made Lin Ji feel helpless for a moment.

"Huh...that's really troublesome."

Lin Ji breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that a lot of spiritual power had been restored in his body, and he finally felt a little more confident.

He may not be able to defeat him, but if he wants to leave, this red-haired god will definitely not be able to do anything to him.

"If you can escape, don't worry. Fight with him for a while and see if you can find any loopholes." Lin Ji looked at the figure standing upright with a halberd not far away and thought to himself.

At the same time, the red-haired god was not in a hurry to take action.

He looked at Lin Ji and suddenly said: "I have been in Xilan Kingdom for hundreds of years and have never had an opponent. I didn't expect that I have been dead for so many years before I met a decent opponent. It's a pity..."

"What's a pity?" Lin Ji frowned slightly. He was confused by what the other party said. After all, he knew too little. There was no basis for his speculation based on these words.

The red-haired god suddenly rose into the sky.

"It's a pity that this general is dead and has very little ability. I can no longer enjoy a good fight with you."

At this point, the sad expression that appeared on the red-haired god's face suddenly disappeared.

He returned to his expressionless look before.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Ji felt a wave of waves overflowing from the red-haired god's body, which was the soul power belonging to the half-step ghost king.

The next moment, the red-haired god ignored Lin Ji and flew away in the direction outside Fangshi.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ji frowned slightly, but quickly reacted.

"Is he looking for the soul element?"


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