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Chapter 295: The Peak in the World

"Die!"

The Ghost King was furious to the extreme, even hysterical, because this was her last chance. Only by killing Mu Yi could she resist Fan's seal. As time went by, her soul would slowly grow up.

When the time comes, no one will be able to stop her from being born.

The bright red hair rose in the wind, like thin arrows all over the sky, shooting towards Mu Yi. Although the arrow was silent, Mu Yi did not doubt its power at all. Even if his consciousness was penetrated, the injuries would be reflected on his body, just like

As Fan said, if his consciousness dies here, then in reality, his body will suffer the same result.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the universe is borrowed from the law."

At the critical moment, Mu Yi's mind was elevated to a mysterious and mysterious realm, and Liao Fan's words constantly reminded him that as long as his consciousness is strong enough, there will be infinite possibilities here.

Therefore, Mu Yi gently stretched out his finger and quickly sketched it in front of him. There was only an instant in the whole process. His consciousness was soaring at this moment, and then a rune appeared on his fingertips, with a trace of purple flowing on it.

"Five thunder talisman, fall!"

Mu Yi said softly and pointed towards the Ghost King.

"boom!"

A thunderbolt fell out of the sky, and he was caught off guard. The Ghost King was hit and let out a scream. The arrows that were shot towards Mu Yi were also destroyed. Even the ghost king's shadow became illusory for a while, and he almost died.

collapse.

"Impossible, this is my barrier, my world, how could you summon the thunder from the sky." The Ghost King shouted loudly, with a sense of disbelief in his voice.

Thunder, the strongest and most yang power between heaven and earth, inherently restrains ghosts and other evil spirits. Even if the ghost king is no longer afraid of yang gang and can survive like ordinary people under the scorching sun, he will still be restrained in the face of thunder.

Although the thunder that Mu Yi summoned at this moment was not the real thunder of heaven and earth, it still borrowed a ray of true power and severely damaged the ghost king's shadow in one fell swoop.

After Mu Yi struck the thunder spell, his body also felt like it was being drained. To forcefully summon it with his consciousness would consume too much. In reality, Mu Yi would not be able to do this step at all, because the next step to draw a talisman out of thin air is to create a thought.

Talisman is also the highest state of the Tao of Talisman.

Mu Yi is only at the second level of perfection now, and is far away from the highest state. It is just a coincidence at the moment. In addition, in the ghost king's barrier, only consciousness exists, so there is a possibility of success.

Therefore, even a ray of true power from the sky thunder is enough to severely damage the ghost king's shadow.

"Om mani padme hum!"

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly sounded in the barrier, and then a golden light shot out from the top of the head. Then, countless golden lights penetrated in, like a golden sun across the sky, blooming with dazzling light.

"No!"

The shadow of the Ghost King dissipated directly in this golden light, and the desperate voice of the Ghost King could be heard from somewhere.

This voice belonged to Liao Fan. It was not until this moment that Liao Fan really used his methods and achieved his goal in one fell swoop. But the premise was that Mu Yi had been attracting and consuming the ghost king's power. It can be said that without Mu Yi,

It is impossible to succeed just by relying on Fan.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that the key to all this is Mu Yi.

When the golden light filled the entire barrier, Mu Yi seemed to hear a click, and then the world in front of him shattered like a mirror. Mu Yi only felt dazed, and then reappeared in the pagoda. He was still standing where he was before.

The position and even the movements did not change, but he knew in his heart that everything was different.

The silk screen seal finally sank into the ground, and the pagoda shook violently. It was the Ghost King's final struggle, but the matter was at this point. Unless she could return to her prime, there was no way to change this outcome.

Finally, the shaking disappeared, the ghost king's voice also disappeared, and the surroundings returned to calm, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

"call!"

Mu Yi looked at Fan squatting on the ground, not looking like a monk at all. His breath was also extremely sluggish, and his face was pale.

Although I had never seen him fight against the Ghost King before, looking at his appearance at the moment, he was not much more relaxed than Mu Yi.

Compared to Fan, Mu Yi only felt as if his head was going to explode, and there was a pain like needle pricks.

He glanced at Fan, and then Mu Yi also sat down directly. The lamp and the bamboo of years were put aside by him, but Mu Yi still found that there was a lot of lamp oil accumulated in the lamp, and countless ghosts collected in the barrier,

In some way that Mu Yi didn't know, he threw them all into the lamp.

The previous ones were both false and true.

"Did it succeed?" Although he could no longer feel the movement of the Ghost King, Mu Yi still couldn't help but ask. That was the third most difficult Ghost King. Even if he only completed the seal, it was incredible to think about it.

After all, when the Ghost King was in his prime, Mu Yi would probably die if he blew his breath. Maybe this is a bit exaggerated, but it is enough to show how powerful the Ghost King was. It was simply the difference between the two lives.

"It was a lucky success. If you hadn't angered her and made her drain her strength at all costs to kill you, the poor monk might not have been able to succeed even if she had to pay more." Liao Fan said with a happy face. After the victory, he also

Finally, he no longer looked like a monk, and even regained some of his true nature.

After all, in terms of age, Liao Fan is only twenty-five or six years old. At this age, he is really very young, but he has become the abbot of Qianming Temple early on, shouldering responsibilities that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Even Mu Yi had some admiration for Fan. At least if it were him, he might not be able to do better than Fan.

"Is this the Ghost King? How much power did she exert before that in her heyday?" Mu Yi imagined the barrier of ten thousand ghosts and the fire of the Nine Netherworlds in his mind, and he still has some lingering fears.

"It's estimated to be one percent, or even less." Liao Fan thought for a while and said.

"One percent?" Mu Yi's eyes widened. One percent of his power suppressed him and he was almost at the end of his rope. If it had been a little more, he might have died. At the same time, Mu Yi was also worried about the third difficulty.

Have a thorough understanding.

He now felt that he could escape with his life even if he faced the second most difficult peak, but facing the Ghost King, even if he reached the second most difficult peak, he would only die.

Thinking of this, Mu Yi felt a wave of pressure coming over him. This pressure did not come from the sealed Ghost King, but from Lao Dao. To be more precise, it should be Lao Dao's enemy. Lao Dao had a big battle with him and was injured as a result.

After so many years, the other party may have already taken that step and become a true third-level strongman. Even if Mu Yi wanted to avenge the old man, he might not be able to do it in a short time.

After personally experiencing the power of the Ghost King, at least he is no longer naive. It is no wonder that neither Leng Yu nor Mr. Mo revealed to him who the old enemy is. I am afraid they are worried that he will challenge the other party without overestimating his abilities.

, lost his life in vain.

"Old man, don't worry, I will reach the third level sooner or later. At that time, I will seek justice for you." Mu Yi said silently in his heart. Although it is extremely difficult to become the third level, Mu Yi always

He has never given up, not to mention that he has already planted a seed in his heart. He only needs to keep watering it. Sooner or later, this seed will sprout, grow vigorously, and eventually become a towering tree.

"At most one percent, the Ghost King is equivalent to the third most difficult person. It is the person who has transformed from the mortal world. He has surpassed mortals and belongs to heaven. His life will become different. In that state, he can live for at least two years.

Three hundred years can be called true immortality, but this kind of existence is rare in the world. In the entire world, the known plus the unknown can be counted with two hands." Liao Fan sighed and said, although he

He has found his own way in advance, and after he has perfected his cultivation, he can try to take that step, but even he does not have much confidence in that step of life and death.

As for the powerful people in the world, except for those less than ten people who have already taken that step, the rest are more of the group of people who stand on the edge and dare not step out. Ning Wuque and others were included in the past, and Leng Yu was also considered.

, but Leng Yu later resolutely embarked on the road of rebuilding the broken wheel, and now she has returned to the top.

Leng Yu didn't know whether he had found his Dao Muyi, but one thing he was sure of was that Leng Yu at this moment had definitely not reopened the seventh life wheel, but even so, he was no better than Ning Wuque.

Weak, this is the strength of Broken Wheel Reconstruction.

Maybe when Leng Yu restarts the Seventh Round and truly returns to his peak, he will still be much better than Xu Hai. If he adds the seven Yin Talisman Techniques of this classic, maybe Leng Yu is already qualified to take that step. If it doesn't work,

It can be regarded as a half-step to truly achieve the third difficulty, invincibility.

"Who is known?" Mu Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Longhu Mountain and Maoshan, the two major sects with thousands of years of inheritance, must have the third most difficult old immortal to take charge. The old city lord of Baidi City closed the door to death ten years ago, but I suspect that he has already taken that step, but

It’s just unknown. There is an old immortal in the South China Sea, who is also the third difficulty. In the Forbidden City, there is a mysterious sea-fixing needle, which is also the third difficulty. The leader of the Ear Gang who once disappeared is recognized as the third difficulty. This is me

Of all the known third-difficulty experts, as for the unknown ones, there may be two or three, but there are definitely not too many, because the third-difficulty experts are already able to sense each other. Every time a third-difficulty expert is born in the world,

, will cause the Heavenly Dao to tremble, so it is simply impossible to advance quietly." Liao Fan said.

"Old God of the South China Sea?" Mu Yi's heart was moved. At least he had not forgotten the sloppy Taoist priest he met outside Quyizhuang. The other party seemed to have told him to go to the South China Sea in the future, and Nian Nuer's father had also been there.

South China Sea, what is hidden there?

Mu Yi couldn't help but feel a little more interested.

As for Longhu, Maoshan, these thousand-year-old sects, it would be impossible if there was no third difficulty to suppress luck, and there would definitely be one in the Forbidden City.

It was the unknown that attracted Mu Yi's curiosity even more. And who was the one who injured Lao Dao in the first place? (To be continued)


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