After Chen Mobai killed four Yuan Hongyuan people, he was about to collect the corpses when a strange cold air suddenly emerged from his back, and then an extremely terrifying sharp air pierced the back of his head like a sharp blade.
【There is a sixth one!?】
Chen Mobai was slightly shocked. The strength of the sixth person who took action was obviously much higher than that of Yuan Hongyuan and the others. He should have completed the foundation building and grasped the timing of the action very well.
It happened to be the time when he was relaxing after killing all his opponents.
But it was obvious that he had used his Dongxu Spiritual Eyes to look up, down, left, and right, and only saw five foundation-building level opponents!
Where did it come from?
But now was not the time to think about this. Chen Mobai's consciousness suddenly changed, and the red clouds and smoke that had been re-refined by Ming Yihua turned into a green and red aura, rising from his feet and blocking his back.
But this opponent who had been waiting for a long time was very powerful. Although Yinhan's sharp blade was blocked by the green and red energy for a breath, it was still torn open easily and had already stabbed the Jade Pillow point on the back of Chen Mobai's head.
Just as he was about to be shot in the head, a huge translucent finger bone appeared out of thin air, holding the cold black sharp blade against it. With a slight crush, it was like a mountain of stone falling down, and an indescribable force that could not be described in words smashed the black blade in his hand.
The flat man with a sharp blade crushed the sky into black mist.
"Huh?"
The Wan Dharmakaya was connected to Chen Mobai's mind, and the unreal feeling of being crushed into the void made Chen Mobai turn around in surprise.
When he saw this sneak attack opponent, he finally understood why he hadn't noticed it before.
Because this is not the sixth one at all, but the first foundation-building monk who was killed by his Yimu Divine Thunder.
It's just that the corpse whose head was shot by his Otomu Divine Thunder still fell in the middle of the street, but the powerful spiritual power originally contained in the corpse had all escaped at this time, turning into the black mist with only blurry figures in front of him.
"What are you?"
Chen Mobai has never seen this kind of life. It has completely broken away from the shackles of the physical body. All the power seems to be integrated into the black mist in front of him, formless and unrestrained.
"I didn't expect that the strength of this little guy like you is so terrifying."
After the Nether Messenger left his body, he used his spiritual power to vibrate the air and spoke. At the same time, he took out a small black flag from the black mist and waved it gently towards the four Yuan Hongyuan who were killed by Chen Mobai.
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Accompanied by shrill roars, the black formation flags held in the hands of the four corpses flew up, turning into phantoms and blending into the small flags in the palms of the Nether Messenger.
"Why……"
Hong Xu's pitiful voice sounded, and Chen Mobai saw that his soul was being pulled up by the black formation flag, and was tightly bound to the flag. He was showing his teeth and claws, but was unable to break free.
"If you can kill him, it will certainly be useful, but since he is dead, let's use it to increase the power of the Hundred Ghost Soul Refining Banner."
After the cold voice of the Nether Messenger sounded, Tang Xiaomei's soul had been extracted and refined into the formation flag, but Tang Da's body, which was cut in half by Chen Mobai's sword, had changed.
The upper and lower parts of his body actually began to fuse with each other. Granulation sprouted from the wound and they quickly bite together. His whole body suddenly swelled up, his skin turned blue and black, and two horn-like things grew out of his head.
The underworld ghost, the bull head!
With the waving of the Hundred Ghost Soul Refining Flag in the hands of the Nether Messenger, Tang Da, who was resurrected into a bull head, climbed up on the street.
At this time, he had completely lost his mind. With a wave of his hand, he tore open the store where he fell. Then, with saliva dripping from his mouth, his swollen legs kicked out a hole in the ground, and his whole body seemed like
Like a cannonball, it hit Chen Mobai in mid-air.
[It seems to have been transformed into a monster that has no sense of pain, and has a very strong recovery ability. I use the Yuanyang Sword to cut him into pieces. I wonder if he can recover? Forget it, it’s better to be safe! 】
Chen Mo Baidong's Xu Ling eyes glanced at him, and he had already seen through the general state of Tang Da.
Since there was an unknown and powerful enemy in front of him, he felt that he could not waste too much time on this painless and tired bull head.
As soon as he opened his mouth and spat out, a blue-green sword pill flew out.
It was like a spark of fire piercing the center of the bull's head with a stream of light.
Then a wisp of green flame began to ignite on the head of the bull head, and in an instant it burned the whole body along with the blood. The "blood-burning" characteristic of Qingyan Sword Demon was stimulated by Chen Mobai.
Although the bull head felt no pain, and could not feel the heat or burning, when it rushed to Chen Mobai's eyes, all the blood and water in his body were burned by the Qingyan Sword Fiend, turning it into gray-white ashes all over the sky.
, dissipated between heaven and earth.
"Qing Yan Sword Evil!?"
Seeing this scene, the Nether Messenger sounded slightly shocked.
He had never seen the Yuanyang Sword Demon before because he was trained in the sword art of the Immortal Sect, so he thought it was a terrifying killing magic weapon by Chen Mobai.
But the scene of the bull's head being turned into ashes by a blue-colored sword pill made him immediately think of the memories of those who should have died after having seen the same scene.
"Okay, now you are really the only one left."
After taking care of the bull head, Chen Mobai looked at the Nether Messenger opposite who was transformed into black mist. The Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror appeared above his head, and the Xuanyang Divine Light Shield was in a state that could be activated at any time.
He was a little unclear about the details of the guy in front of him, so he was ready to go all out and solve it as quickly as possible to avoid long nights and nightmares.
"Hey, I didn't expect that I would encounter a genius like you on a random robbery mission!"
After the Nether Messenger saw the third-level magic weapon and the Qingyan Sword Demon, he did not flinch. The black mist he transformed into wrapped the Hundred Ghost Soul Refining Flag like a long black dragon, and suddenly surrounded Chen Mobai.
He made a circle and then got into Yuan Hongyuan's body.
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Chen Mobai frowned, and the Yimu Divine Thunder Technique burst out again. The dazzling lightning from his fingertips had condensed into a huge lightning beam in his palm, and it hit Yuan Hongyuan's body heavily.
However, the Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Flag poured out a cloud of pitch-black mist, which actually withstood his powerful thunder spell that reached the third level.
At this time, the Nether Messenger had already taken possession of Yuan Hongyuan's body, and the orange-red light from the wound opened by the Yuanyang Sword Demon was still flashing. This was the remaining powerful power of the Sword Demon.
But the Nether Messenger nonchalantly condensed the black mist into a sharp blade, cut off a section of the wound and the sword demon, and then the upper and lower parts re-condensed into a new parasite without any obstacles.
"Damn it...it turns out...the main function of the Underworld Holy Fruit is this..."
At this time, Yuan Hongyuan's soul appeared on the Hundred Ghost Soul Refining Flag. He saw the Nether Messenger easily occupying his body, and finally reacted with regret on his face.
"Have you come to your senses? There is no elixir in this world that can make people reach a higher level out of thin air in a short period of time."
The Nether Messenger nonchalantly waved the Hundred Ghost Soul Refining Flag in his hand, and the shadow of Yuan Hongyuan above the flag immediately dimmed.
Wow!
At this time, Chen Mobai had already unleashed the power of the third-level magic weapon, the Liuyang Divine Fire Mirror, to the maximum level he could control. Pure white and blazing masculine flames were overwhelming like water splashes towards the parasitized Nether Messenger.
Smashed down.
As the Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Flag was waved, waves of pitch-black mist rose up, but the power that could block the Yimu Divine Thunder seemed to be restrained under the pure Yang Fire. Gradually, it became unbearable.
He retreated inch by inch.
"Hey, this magic weapon of yours is actually a pure Yang refining magic weapon!"
The Nether Messenger spoke in surprise, but at this time, he had no choice but to fully activate the power of the Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Banner, and saw the ghosts refined in it begin to take form under the darkness of the mist.
In the blink of an eye there were a hundred.
Then, under the control of the small black flag in the palm of the Nether Messenger, these hundred ghosts followed strange steps and formed a formation of a hundred ghosts in mid-air.
A trace of gloomy cold wave took shape in the formation, constantly fighting against the pure Yang Fire, and gradually stabilized the position.
Chen Mobai glanced at it and understood the situation in front of him.
My own Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror was restrained by the opponent's Hundred Ghost Soul Refining Banner. This was not because my magical weapon was inferior to my opponent's, but because the opponent's realm seemed to be much higher than my own, and the evolution formation had improved a lot.
power.
Without any hesitation, he once again pulled off the lid of the yellow gourd at his waist. The moment the orange-red light emerged, it was condensed into a thousand-meter thin line, like a stream of light passing through the air, once again occupying Yuan Hongyuan, who was occupied by the Nether Messenger.
The body was cut into two pieces.
But the latter's blue-white face smiled, and after waving his hand to brush away the Yuanyang Sword Demon from the wound, they merged into one again and returned to their original appearance.
Chen Mobai then opened his mouth and spit out the red sword pill.
Facing the Qingyan Sword Evil, the Nether Messenger did not dare to pretend anymore.
He picked up Yuan Hongyuan's Five Smoke Cloud Formation and activated it. Waves of mist and smoke covered the air, and his entire body was constantly changing positions with the help of the formation.
Although the Qing Yan Sword Evil can evaporate a large piece of water mist and smoke every time it falls, the Nether Messenger is like a loach, able to dodge in advance every time.
Chen Mobai frowned slightly. You must know that even when facing Ji Dingjin, a person with a perfect foundation, he did not find it so difficult.
This Nether Messenger seems to be not just in the realm of foundation building.
【He probably hasn't noticed that yet, it's almost time.】
Chen Mobai was planning in his mind a plan to kill his opponent with one blow. At the same time, the Nether Messenger was also estimating how long his parasite could last.
Although he has been trained in advance by using the Holy Fruit of Underworld, Yuan Hongyuan's cultivation level is a bit low after all, and he can only display his perfect foundation-building strength.
Moreover, due to the intense consumption of the pure Yang fire of the Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror, the time he originally estimated to be enough to use it has now been greatly reduced.
The most critical thing is that time is not on his side. If support from the Shenmu Sect arrives, he will probably be trapped to death even if he is truly immortal.
[A quick fight, this guy has little combat experience after all.]
After making up his mind, the Nether Messenger exploded the power of Yuan Hongyuan's Five Smoke Cloud Formation at once, and the cold wave of water mist in the sky spread into a vast virtual image of mist.
At the same time, the body of the Nether Messenger rushed to Chen Mobai's eyes in the blink of an eye.
A "Peng" sound!
Chen Mobai's whole body flashed with streaks of fire, as if he flashed backwards in the air. This was a flame escape that he had never used before after practicing!
The explosive power of this escape method in a short distance is extremely strong, almost teleporting, causing the Nether Messenger to be thrown into the air.
At the same time, Chen Mobai opened his mouth and spat out the second Qingyan Sword Demon, using his body as bait to finally let the scorching high-temperature Sword Demon hit his opponent.
Burning in the blue flames, Yuan Hongyuan's corpse, like the bull's head, was transformed into ashes all over the sky in the struggle.
【No, it’s a scam!】
But at this moment, Chen Mobai realized something was wrong. He turned around suddenly and saw a strange mist transformed by the Nether Messenger who had long since escaped from Yuan Hongyuan's body. He smiled evilly along his neck, like a black snake.
It suddenly drilled towards the center of his eyebrows.
"Hey, I don't know how your kid cultivates. The thunder method, sword evil, and magic weapon are all third-level power, but the realm of spiritual consciousness is definitely a shortcoming."
"Before I transformed into a ghost cultivator, I was a master of pill formation."
"After attacking your Zifu, crushing your soul and turning it into my parasite, it can be considered as making up for the loss of four chess pieces that have been lying in wait for a long time..."
"Hey...why is your Zifu Consciousness Sea so strong...ah..."
The Nether Messenger, who had just wanted to sneak into Chen Mo's Baizi Mansion, found that he seemed to have hit a soft but tough barrier, and vaguely saw a green and white petal popping him out.
Chen Mobai did not let go of this opportunity. He did not hesitate at all. The Yimu Divine Thunder Technique in his palm became as clear as running water in an instant. With the most terrifying vitality of the ghost cultivator, he slapped heavily on the big Chunhua.
Above the black mist that pops up.
Following the Nether Messenger's scream, his originally tough mist began to shrink violently, and in the blink of an eye, half of it was melted away by the Yimu Divine Thunder.
Click!
While the Nether Messenger was severely injured, the Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Banner, which had been barely holding on to the Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror, finally failed to hold on, its shaft broke, and the Hundred Ghosts Formation completely collapsed.
Chen Mobai stretched out his hand and made a move, and the pure Yang fire also flew over. This is also the Zhiyang Zhigang flame that is very restrained by ghost cultivators.
Under the divine thunder and sun fire, the Nether Messenger could not even scream, and was finally turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated in the air.
Chen Mobai was afraid that his opponent would come back to life again, so he opened his mouth and spat out two Qingyan Sword Evils again, turning the bodies of Hong Xu and Tang Xiaomei into ashes.
Then he burned the parasite of the Nether Messenger, which he had shot in the head with Yimu Divine Thunder, into ashes with pure Yang fire.