It is no longer time to be forced to use the "God's Descending Technique" by three fierce ghosts in Xuanhua City. Now that Zhang Yan has entered the Xuanmai Realm, both his methods and experience are completely different from those back then.
His left hand threw out a stack of talisman papers at once, more than ten of them. After taking off his hand, they flew like butterflies and slowly ignited, leaving small golden marks in the air, like brand marks hovering in the air and not drifting with the wind.
Pass away.
"hiss!"
The ghost boy was obviously startled by the sudden appearance of Zhang Yan. He neighed and looked warily at the golden symbols that were all around him. These symbols gave him a very uncomfortable feeling.
They will want to take the initiative to avoid it. Just like wild animals, they are naturally afraid of flames.
"Can we talk?" Zhang Yan lowered the peach wood sword in his hand, tilted his head slightly, and looked down at the slightly panicked ghost boy in front of him. He was sure that the other person's intelligence must be the same as that of a living person.
, otherwise the emotional changes in his eyes would never be so clear. Compared with the three fierce ghosts he met in Xuanhua City, the female ghost in red had a similar or even stronger sinister aura.
"Hiss! You are looking for death!"
Suddenly, the scene in front of Zhang Yan changed like fog and smoke, and in an instant he was at the familiar Yubei Mountain Fortress. The killings around him were vividly visible, and he even seemed to be able to smell the special smell of the blood of the demon clan in the air.
taste.
Is this...an illusion?
After Zhang Yan entered the Xuanmai Realm, this was the first time that he was trapped in an illusion by the evil ghost's means. And it was actually Yubei Mountain. Could it be that Yubei Mountain was a scary place in his heart? Zhang Yan himself was curious, because
He didn't think Yubei Mountain was that scary. But when he thought about it, he realized that maybe this fear of Yubei Mountain was not his, but his predecessor's. After all, his predecessor was scared to death in Yubei Mountain.
Taishangtaixing, adaptability is endless;
Exorcise evil spirits and bind evil spirits, protect life and body;
Wisdom is clear and the mind is peaceful;
The three souls are eternal, and the soul is never lost.
Zhang Yan didn't panic in his heart. It was just an illusion. He couldn't even let his consciousness sink into it. How could this thing trap him? Aura arose, and he slowly recited the divine mantra in his mouth. After reciting the "Mind Purifying Mantra",
The illusion in front of him was like melting snow, which was evaporated in the blink of an eye, revealing the gloomy appearance of a mass grave in the night, and the evil ghost who was still trapped in place by the talisman, unable to escape.
"It seems that you don't know how to speak well. Then you don't blame me." Zhang Yan held a sword flower in his mahogany sword. He moved his feet like catkins in the air, approaching the bounding range of the talisman slowly but quickly.
There is a slow golden light on the sword, which is the power of the spiritual fire talisman left by wiping the sword body with your fingers.
He also wanted to try his current methods. Zhang Yan used the ghost child in front of him as a test stone.
The sword technique is still the same sword technique, and the body technique is still the same. What is extra is the overall effect brought by the improvement of the realm. This is supplemented by the new methods added by Zhang Yan who came from the Xuanmai realm.
The sword danced erratically, seemingly without force, but it was as fast as lightning, and its angle was even more elusive. The ghost boy wanted to rely on the movement speed of his soul body to avoid it, but he discovered that there was something mysterious under the opponent's feet.
It was actually no slower than it, and it couldn't avoid it at all. Moreover, whenever it was struck by a sword, the horrible pain on its shoulder that burned the heart and lungs would always make it howl in a miserable and unspeakable way.
Can I run if I can't beat him?
The ghost kid also tried. Unfortunately, it wanted to run away but couldn't!
Not to mention the golden mark that is tightly sealed around it, the soul will emit smoke when touched, and it is impossible to pass through it, and I don’t know what it is.
Sinking into the ground? That person always stomps his feet, making it impossible to sink into the ground where one can enter and exit freely.
For the first time, this ghost child discovered that living people can be so terrifying. And it still hasn't figured out where the other person came from. Not only does it seem to know it very well, but it also has mastery over its methods, and even competes with it.
The known human warriors are completely different.
Maybe he will die today? The ghost boy couldn't help but think about it, even though it had already died once.
Zhang Yan didn't know the pain of the spiritual fire burning into the soul, but he could tell something from the other person's expression. This was his purpose, to give the other person some suffering, and only after he had suffered enough could he talk. Maybe he could ask
Something comes out.
"Can we talk?" Zhang Yan saw that the other party was so exhausted by the spiritual fire that he could no longer dodge or move. So he temporarily stopped using the sword skills in his hands, but still maintained the surrounding talisman seal and was not far away from the other party.
To one foot.
"Hiss! You, who are you!?" The voice was hoarse, not as clear and crisp as a child at all, but more like someone in his fifties or sixties, accompanied by resentment and fear.
Zhang Yan felt the resentment. He raised the wooden sword hanging in his hand again and pressed it against the ghost boy's forehead. A ray of spiritual fire stretched out from the tip of the sword like a needle and slowly pierced the ghost boy's forehead.
The severe pain caused the ghost boy to tremble all over, roaring but unable to move at all.
"Why are you hiding in Wu Mansion? What is your relationship with the people in Wu Mansion?"
"I...don't know...ah...forgive...me..."
Maybe Zhang Yan can't do anything cruel to a living person. At most, he will cut him off with a knife, and he is not very good at using torture methods. But when facing ghosts, Zhang Yan has no psychological barriers at all. Let alone...
The ghost in front of him looks like a child and eats souls like food. No matter how cruel he is, he will not hesitate.
"What does the Wu family have to do with you?" Zhang Yan asked in a deep voice, and the spiritual fire needle on the tip of the wooden sword thrust forward an inch again. There is a saying for this method, called "Yintang Soul Pain". Not only for
The soul body has the same torture effect on living people. It is said that it was created by a monk who was both good and evil, and was included in a special magic book by Longhu Mountain.
"They...they are the king's servants...servants...servants..."
"Huh? Make it clear, you...are not good!" Zhang Yan was about to urge, but before he could finish his words, he saw a strange red light suddenly appear from inside the soul of the ghost child in front of him, and it was involved.
The ghost child's soul body shook violently, and in just three breaths, it actually began to collapse internally. This scene made Zhang Yan's eyes shrink sharply. One word emerged in his heart: Soul explosion!
The soul body is the most important part of a living being, and its structure is mysterious and unknown to both heaven and earth. If the soul body explodes on its own, it will produce extremely destructive power. According to the records of Longhu Mountain, this is a method commonly used by many monks when they fight to the death.
If it is sudden enough, it can often bring down an enemy who is stronger than itself and kill them together or seriously injure them.
Zhang Yan's figure retreated violently, and at the same time, five layers of five-element energy shields were covered in front of him. All of this was arranged in an instant, and the ghost child's soul exploded, and the huge power spread far faster than Zhang Yan's violent retreat.
, with one breath, the five-layered five-element air shield arranged by Zhang Yan was shattered into pieces.
"Qiankun protect me!" Zhang Yan shouted at the critical moment, and the wooden sword in his hand instantly turned into a large red shield, blocking him tightly...