Chapter 98 Resentful spirits are transformed into ten thousand swords and return to their ancestors
The martial soul of the sword, the drunken dragon's soul skill, the underworld dragon
When Ling Qingzhu returned, he saw a long yellow dragon circling above Ling Xue's head. The aroma of wine filled the air from the giant dragon that appeared when he used his soul skills.
Although Ling Xue's body was thin, no one or resentful spirit could get close to where she stood.
"Qingzhu, you..."
When Ling Xue saw Ling Qingzhu returning, she was suddenly startled, and at the same time she was filled with deep doubts.
According to her idea, Ling Yunzi should have taken Ling Qingzhu away by this time.
Even though Ling Qingzhu could temporarily fight Xiaoyao without losing due to his sword control skills, if he was attacked at close range, Ling Yunzi should be able to easily subdue him.
The biggest possibility is that Ling Yunzi didn't take action. Ling Xue had doubts in her heart, but couldn't say it out.
But the next moment, when Ling Xue saw the monks led by Ling Yunzi who had come back, her suspicion disappeared, and she turned to wonder, "Why didn't you leave? Is my guess wrong?"
"It is true that you can leave Wuwang City directly after leaving this city lord's palace, but the way out is blocked by Tingtian Pavilion. They gave five breaths of time for the monks to pass. The remaining monks cannot let you choose to stay.
Down."
Ling Qingzhu briefly narrated the reason, and then continued: "Tingtian Pavilion will not let you leave. If we want to leave Wuwang City without Tingtian Pavilion's consent, we can only find a way to kill the white-faced ghost first. White-faced Ghost
He has never concealed the fact that ghosts are not human beings. In addition, Wuhun is the lord of Wuwang City. After being killed here, he can be resurrected with the help of resentment. This is enough to explain his identity. Presumably he will know how to leave.
Other methods of Wuwang City."
"If you want to survive, just work hard!"
After the words fell, Ling Qingzhu took out a few red pills from the storage ring again and swallowed them.
After fighting for so long, even if Ling Qingzhu had eighty times the energy of his current state, it was almost exhausted at this time.
The first time he took the elixir was to cover up the sudden increase in his strength, but the second time he took the elixir, he really didn't need it anymore.
However, taking this Qi Yuan Dan is better than burning the essence and blood. It will only make you weak for a period of time, but it is not a serious problem.
Ling Qingzhu could bear it consciously, but her body had an overreaction. Her meridians bulged, her flawless skin cracked, and bits of blood appeared in her pores.
"Green Bamboo!"
After Ling Xue saw it, she couldn't help shouting worriedly.
"I'm fine." Ling Qingzhu curled her lips and said with a slight smile to the worried Ling Xue.
But then Ling Qingzhu's expression changed, and while flying his flying sword towards Ling Xue, he reminded: "Be careful behind you!"
“Bang!”×2
"Pfft."
Thousands of air swords were defeated, two spiritual swords were knocked away, and a silver-white chain penetrated directly through Ling Xue's jade back and came out from the chest, recalling a "crash" sound.
"Ling Xi!"
"team leader!"
"Lingxue!"
The scene in front of them directly affected everyone's nerves.
"I came just in time. The blood sacrifice is still short of blood. It is just right to fill it up with your blood. Especially, there is also the blood of a free and powerful man."
Along with these words, a rickety figure slowly walked out of the shadows.
"Sacrifice to the leader of Tianzong Xiahouhu! You are not dead yet!"
Ling Yunzi, the leader of the Heavenly Sacrifice Sect thousands of years ago, had seen his portrait in the records of Tianyun Martial Palace, so he recognized it at a glance.
However, the previous Master of Wu Mansion and the Master of Tingtian Pavilion jointly injured him a thousand years ago, and it was determined that he would not survive for three years. Ling Yunzi did not expect to see him again a thousand years later.
Even though he is no longer as powerful as he was a thousand years ago, he is still the master who was able to fight two legendary Xiaoyao one against two and injure both of them.
"Yuntian has met the sect master."
The leader of the Blood Soul Hall was not surprised by Xia Houhu's appearance. He had obviously known for a long time that he had been hiding nearby, and the other end of the chain that penetrated Ling Xue's body was held in his hand.
Xia Houhu moved his wrist, and Ling Xue's body was immediately thrown away by the force and hung on the altar together with the chains.
"Tick tock, tick tock."
The blood on Ling Xue's chest flowed slowly along the rose red dress and landed on the magic weapon Youmi in the center of the altar.
Xia Houhu sneered and said: "My good enemy is still alive. Naturally, I have to find ways to survive for a longer time. I am really disappointed that I am not dead."
"Snapped."
"Snapped."
With two crisp sounds, Ling Qingzhu herself and Gongsun Lan's Resentful Soul Card were all crushed by her, and the billowing resentment suddenly poured out.
However, these resentments only spread out of Ling Qingzhu's hands and were directly inhaled into her body.
The Qiyuan Pill he had taken before had just restored 20% of Ling Qingzhu's vitality when he was instantly assimilated by the resentment that poured into his body.
The late seventh level of the Pulse Condensing Realm, the eighth level of the Pulse Condensing Realm, the late eighth level of the Pulse Condensing Realm, and the ninth level of the Pulse Condensing Realm.
As she absorbed vitality and achieved a breakthrough in cultivation, Ling Qingzhu's body also began to transform into a spirit of resentment. Her pupils turned gray-white like a spirit of resentment, and she was surrounded by layers of resentment, but her consciousness was not affected at all.
"I don't care why you didn't die, but you must die here today!" Ling Qingzhu's voice also changed due to the resentment in his body, becoming hoarse and dark.
"Qingzhu..."
Ling Xue moved her fingers, and her dim eyes could see Ling Qingzhu's actions.
She wanted to stop it, but she felt as heavy as a mountain, and just moving her fingers felt like she had exhausted all her strength.
"You care about her, right? But you can only watch her continue to turn into a resentful spirit and die in pain. Not only will she die, but everyone else will die too. Do you want to save her?"
A voice sounded in Ling Xue's mind. This voice was very familiar to her. It came from the demon pupil sealed in a sword formula in her storage ring.
Even including why she became a half-demon, Ling Xue suspected that it had something to do with this demon pupil.
"I can help you!"
Lingxue didn't want to follow its wishes, but the feeling of powerlessness at this moment really made her very excited about Yaotong's proposal.
"Do you know what this sword manual is? Even if you only have a superficial understanding of the things in it, it will allow you to travel across the nine regions of China. How about it? It's very exciting, isn't it?"
The demon pupil seemed to be able to see through Ling Xue's heart, and continued to confuse: "Originally, I needed to wait until you continued to grow up to use the sealed sword in your sea of consciousness to break part of the seal, but there is no need for it now, because you have this
The weapon has a powerful resentment that comes from the same source as the demonic energy. Even if it is just a little bit, it can still break the seal of this sword art, just a little bit."
"With just a few you can do whatever you want, and all you have to do is pull out this magic weapon and leave the rest to me."
Under the interference of Yaotong, scenes appeared in front of Ling Xue's eyes. The Blood Night monks of the 81st detachment were killed one by one and were brutally eaten by the resentful spirits.
Ling Yunzi had a dent in his chest, was seriously injured and was dying. His right arm with the sword was held by the white-faced ghost.
"stop."
Xia Youran was chopped into pieces, and another female cultivator, Liu Feiyu, was also strangled to death by a wild python summoned by Xia Houhu using the God Refining Domain.
"Stop it!"
No one paid attention to her roar. After Xiang Feiying transformed into a flying eagle, her wings were broken by Guang Yuntian.
Black spots appeared on Ling Qingzhu's body, and she finally turned into a wraith after she was exhausted from the battle with Xiahouhu.
Everyone died, and their bodies were torn and eaten by the evil spirits after death.
No matter how brave the sword is, what kind of chivalrous spirit it is, Ling Xue only has hatred and uncontrollable anger in her heart at this time.
Ling Xue's eyes became lifeless and she finally spoke.
"Let me torture them!"
"This look is very good, but unfortunately, it's not enough." Yaotong's joking voice sounded in Ling Xue's mind.
"No, that's enough!"
Seven strings burning with pale flames appeared next to Ling Xue's fingers, and she slowly said: "It's easy to pluck other people's heartstrings, but now that I have to pluck my own heartstrings, I realize that it takes such a strong will and desire to do it.
"
The next moment, all the anger and resentment in my heart was detonated, burning like a prairie fire.
"enough."
…
Naturally, Ling Qingzhu will not be turned into a resentful spirit. What Ling Xue sees is just her own inner impression of everyone being used by the demon pupil to predict the future outcome.
Xia Houhu expanded a wild python domain of hundreds of feet, while Ling Qingzhu summoned tens of thousands of qi swords transformed from resentment.
As Ling Qingzhu's body began to turn into resentful spirits, she discovered that she could control resentment, so she immediately cleared the ground of what seemed like a wave of resentful spirits, and manipulated the resentment after the resentful spirits were dispersed to turn into tens of thousands of qi.
sword.
The original disadvantage of facing endless resentful spirits has now become Ling Qingzhu's advantage. As long as the resentful spirits do not disappear, she can continuously replenish her resentment.
However, if her body is completely transformed into a spirit of resentment, even Ling Qingzhu will not be able to reverse the process, and her life will be officially over.
"The wild python dances!"
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
Compared with the petty fight between Ling Yunzi and Guang Yuntian, the battle between Ling Qingzhu and Xia Houhu can be said to be a fight between gods. No monk within a few hundred shots dared to approach, and any resentful spirit that approached would be instantly killed.
kill.
Thanks to Ling Qingzhu's ability to control resentment, four stone statues of resentful spirits comparable to the God Refining Realm were killed and finally failed to resurrect.
Ling Yunzi fought against Guang Yuntian and the White-faced Ghost at the same time as one against two, and was already at a disadvantage.
Xue Lei and Zhao Wuji teamed up to fight against a group of disciples of the Heavenly Sacrifice Sect headed by Mo Jiuge, but their vitality could not be replenished and they were outnumbered, so the situation was not optimistic.
Continuing to fight will only lead to defeat, unless Ling Qingzhu can kill Xiahou Hu before his body is completely transformed into a spirit of resentment.
Xia Houhu was waiting, and so was Ling Qingzhu, but they were waiting for different goals.
Xia Houhu was waiting for the moment when Ling Qingzhu completely turned into a resentful spirit, while Ling Qingzhu was waiting for Ling Xue to pull out the magic weapon.