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Chapter 180: The deputy altar master arrives!

Snowflakes like goose feathers fell on the Earthly Resentment Soul, condensing into a thick layer of ice crystals, and the coldness invaded the soul. With a burst of dragon roar, the Earthly Resentment Soul turned into countless broken ice cubes, scattered on the earth.

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All the Ghost and God Cult believers on the side turned into ice sculptures, leaving only the two guardians and two elite cultists desperately resisting the erosion of the cold air.

"Why is the gap in strength so big!" Lan Yu summoned another demon soul to resist him in front of the mountain, and the spiritual power in his body desperately condensed a blood-colored light ball to block the snowflakes.

Judging from the previous videos, although Lin Mo's strength has been separated from ordinary demon sealing masters, it is impossible to reach such a terrifying level.

Just when the four of them were about to lose their strength, Butler Li next to Xu Yude suddenly took out a magic weapon dagger from his arms, stepped forward quickly, and stabbed Lin Mo in the back with a crazy expression.

"Huh? There's actually one hidden there, and even I didn't sense its aura."

The moment Butler Li took action, Lin Mo noticed it. He turned slightly sideways, his pupils suddenly opened, and a hot flame appeared out of thin air in front of him, and then turned into a fire net to lock Butler Li.

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After the level of fire control skills was improved, he no longer needed to form spiritual seals for some simple flame control. He could condense flames just by relying on his skillful spiritual control.

"Lao Li, why...why?!"

Between the lightning and flint, by the time Xu Yude reacted, Butler Li was already firmly pinned to the ground, and a faint smell of burning was emanating from him.

"Ah! Master, I'm sorry for you, but I don't regret it. As long as I can bring my son back, even if I go to hell, what will happen to me?"

Seeing Xu Yude's eyes, Butler Li couldn't help but lower his head, but he didn't regret anything he had done. As long as he could see his dead son again, it didn't matter if he went to hell.

"You also told them about the spiritual group."

"That's right."

"Old Li, you are so confused." Xu Yude looked at Butler Li on the ground sadly.

After dealing with the sneak attack by Steward Li, Lin Mo saw that the expressions of Lan Yu and the two suddenly became lonely. Presumably this Steward Li was their last card.

"Shuangxue, let's fight quickly." Lin Mo said calmly, there was nothing about these two guardians of the Ghost and God Sect that could attract him.

"Roar~"

After hearing the order, the frosty snow dragon raised its head and let out a high-pitched dragon roar. The forest cold dragon breath condensed with huge demonic energy was like a beam of light impacting down from the sky, hitting the four people who were already stiff.

"There are no ghosts in the mist, and the ghost mist spreads."

The moment the dragon's breath bombarded them, an indifferent and hoarse voice came from outside the formation, and a ghostly mist as dark as ink evaporated like a sea tide, enveloping the four of them.

The ghost mist continuously impacted the dragon's breath, sending out several waves of impact that crushed all the surrounding rocks. The dragon's breath also gradually dissipated under the consumption of the ghost mist.

"Mr. Lin, long time no see." A man wearing a dark gold robe walked out of the ghost mist. Behind him was a ghost tribe whose limbs were made of metal bones and whose body was like a ghost mist.

【Misty Soul without Ghost】

Race: Ghost/Weird

Quality: lower grade

Realm: middle stage of Qiling Five Truths

Introduction: A ray of death energy condensed soul was born in the ancient execution ground. After being invaded by spiritual power, it condensed into a ghost mist of death energy with sanity. It then absorbed transformation materials and a large amount of blood essence to complete the transformation.

"You must have forgotten me." The man took off his robe's hat, revealing a somewhat thin face, and then took out a gold-rimmed eyeglass from his pocket and put it on his eye.

"Deputy altar leader! I deserve to die for betraying your trust." Lan Yu and others knelt on the ground, their foreheads firmly pressed against the ground.

"Are you Shen Qing?!"

Lin Mo frowned slightly. Although the man's face and temperament had changed a lot, after seeing the gold-rimmed glasses, Lin Mo still recognized this man who had participated in the Ghost King regional mission with him.

"Really, I didn't expect that Mr. Lin would still remember me as a little person at that time." Shen Qing smiled and clapped his hands, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"I didn't expect that you would actually become the deputy altar leader of the Ghost Sect." Lin Mo called Shuangxue back, his spiritual pupils staring solemnly at Shen Qing and the matte Hun Wugui behind him.

This was the first time he saw a famous bloodline demon soul other than his demon soul, and he felt a strange aura on the matte-faced soul.

"Mr. Lin, thank you. My achievements are nothing compared to you. To be honest, I really want to thank you. If you hadn't shown me the strength of a strong man, I wouldn't have achieved what I have today." Shen Qing stretched out his hand.

He said intoxicatedly with his somewhat skinny arms.

"But today, can you please let me take away these incompetent men of mine?"

"I'm afraid that won't work. I'm also entrusted by others, so I'm sorry." Lin Mo chuckled, and the milky white spiritual power wrapped around him like a thin thread.

"What a pity. It seems that I can only take your life." Seeing that Lin Mo did not agree, Shen Qing's smile gradually twisted, and bloody spiritual power spurted out.

"Devil's sinful night-corroding turbid current."

Shen Qing spread his arms, and the blood-colored spiritual power turned into blood-colored bone-corroding blood that melted the grass on the ground and rushed toward Lin Mo like waves.

"Frost, freeze it."

The frosty snow dragon behind Lin Mo raised its head high, and the cold dragon breath struck directly in front of the blood water, condensing the blood water into ice cubes. The dragon's body spread out, and its tail swept across the ice cubes towards Shen Qing.

Before Shen Qing could take action, the matte-faced ghostless metal claws swung out several ghostly mists to shatter all the ice blocks, and his body spun into a ball of mist that flew towards the frost and snow in the air.

"Arrogance! Frost Ash Dragon Technique - Ice and Snow Dragon Shape!" Shuangxue roared angrily, and the evil energy turned into cold air and covered her body surface, forming a layer of solid ice crystal dragon armor, and the dragon claws pierced into the black air like an aquiline hook.

In the fog, bursts of cold air were released.

"The fog subdues ghosts." A low roar came from the black mist. Countless huge ghost claws condensed in the black mist gripped Shuangxue's dragon body tightly, and a "sizzling" tearing sound came from the ice armor.

Shuangxue, who was locked by the ghost's claws, suddenly turned around and set off a gust of wind. The dragon's kiss opened and a stream of dragon's breath was blasted towards the mist-faced ghost in the mist.

"Boom!" "Bang!" The collision of spiritual powers produced a violent impact, so Xu Yude and others had to muster their spiritual power to resist.

And with the collision of power between the two demons, the already somewhat weakened blood evil formation instantly turned into fragments of spiritual power and disappeared in the air.

"As expected, Chenghai's recognized first demon master, even with the combat power of Wu Mian Hun Wu Gui, was suppressed by your dragon."

In mid-air, the dark ghost mist tightly wrapped Shuangxue, and a steady stream of attacks fell on Shuangxue, but if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that more than 90% of the ghost claws cannot even break through the ice crystals on the outer layer of Shuangxue.

Dragon armor and dragon scales, even if the dragon scales are scratched, can only leave a small wound.

However, the coldness of the frost and snow has gradually stiffened the metal body of the matte soul.


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