The second thousand three hundred and fortieth chapters hit the small to the old
Crack, crackle...the cold wind and cold arrows filled the sky, shattering and breaking in an instant.
"The demons and monsters show their true colors!"
The eyes of the eighty-sixth princess flickered like lightning, sweeping across the surrounding sky.
In an instant, countless ferocious and terrifying wind-cursed ghosts appeared in the air, stacked one on top of another like a swarm of flies, making one's scalp numb just by looking at them.
However, under the gaze of the Eighty-sixth Princess, these wind-cursed ghosts exploded and shattered instantly, turning into countless air currents and dissipating out of thin air.
"If quantity is useful, then why do we need high-level monks?"
The Eighty-sixth Princess snorted, her eyes sweeping back and forth like lasers.
Wherever he looked, the wind-cursed ghost didn't even have a chance to escape, and turned into nothingness.
They are not weak in strength, each one is equivalent to a Golden Core Stage monk, and in a dark and sinister environment such as the Dark Valley, there is a huge bonus.
But compared to the monks in the Transformation Stage, neither the power nor the bonus at the Golden Core level is of any significance.
The eighty-sixth princess killed them like stepping on ants with her feet.
"Keep in mind that your strength is a trick to teach you how to follow the rules..." The other wind-cursed ghosts who were still alive were escaping while chirping and uttering vicious curses, trying to curse Chen Hao and the Eighty-sixth Princess to death.
Unfortunately, their curses were also very weak, and had no effect on Chen Hao and the Eighty-sixth Princess. Under the operation of their magic power, the curses were dispersed invisible even from a distance.
"Woo!"
"Woo!"
"Woo!"
...Suddenly, three loud ghost roars sounded.
Amidst the terrifying sound, several wisps of swirling wind suddenly appeared and turned into several wind-cursed ghosts.
These wind-cursed ghosts are twice as tall as ordinary wind-cursed ghosts. Their wind bodies are flowing rapidly, extremely quickly, whirring, and conveying an extraordinary aura.
"A wind-cursed ghost with Nascent Soul level strength?"
Chen Hao's eyes moved.
He could tell that these gale-cursed ghosts were far more powerful than those at the golden elixir stage.
And after these wind-cursed ghosts appeared, the other wind-cursed ghosts stopped moving and became behaved as if seeing their leader.
"You beat the young to the old, this is what you rely on!"
The Eighty-sixth Princess also saw a few Gale Curse Ghosts and sneered, not caring at all.
She didn't rush forward to attack, her eyes were still like lightning, and she sent out a series of extremely dazzling thunder chains.
This is the strongest and most yang magical power, and it can be said to be the nemesis against ghosts with yin attributes.
The Nascent Soul-level Wind Curse Ghosts opened their big mouths and sprayed wildly at the Eighty-sixth Princess.
What they sprayed out was not the larger cold arrows of cold wind, but thick liquid that seemed to be a black torrent.
But if you look closely, you will see that this black viscous liquid is not a real liquid, but a torrent composed of countless vicious imps. Even if you just take a look at it, you will feel dizzy, upset, nauseous, and depressed.
Obviously, this is a more powerful and vicious curse.
In the blink of an eye, Torrent Imp encountered the Eighty-sixth Princess's thunder and lightning chain.
Click, click, click... In the deafening explosion, the imp torrent was not even able to stop it for a breath, and was instantly wiped out, turning into countless soot and offering sacrifices to the sky.
After the terrifying lightning chain wiped out the torrent, it rushed forward and instantly trapped several Nascent Soul-level gale-curse ghosts inside.
The Gale Curse Ghost only struggled for less than a tenth of a breath before turning into gray smoke.
They are indeed far stronger than the ordinary golden elixir-level wind-cursed ghosts, but in front of the monks in the transformation stage, they are still as weak as ants and have no resistance at all.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." However, before Princess Eighty-Six could take action, another shrill ghost howl came.
Accompanied by the howling wind, one after another Nascent Soul stage wind-cursed ghosts dropped from the sky like dumplings, surrounding Chen Hao and the Eighty-sixth Princess.
As for the wind-cursed ghosts in the golden elixir stage, they are like raindrops, too numerous to count.
Suddenly, Chen Hao and the Eighty-Six Emperor Goddess saw wind-shaped ghost bodies all over the sky, as if the entire world was occupied by wind-cursed ghosts.
"No wonder you dared to attack me. It turned out to be a hornet's nest."
Princess Eighty-Six was not afraid at all, but became more and more excited.
The strength of these ghosts is far inferior to hers. The more they are, the more fun they will kill.
"Big Thunder Swarm Killing Spell!"
The eighty-sixth princess clasped her hands together and muttered something.
As the mana surged out, she automatically rose into the air and floated into the air.
As she ascended into the sky, the Eighty-sixth Princess' entire body erupted with lightning that was like a substance. The lightning became brighter and brighter, becoming more and more dazzling, like the sun, making it almost impossible to look directly at it.
Countless Jindan-level Wind Curse Ghosts, even if they did not touch the bright light, were just hit by the bright light, and their whole bodies felt as if they were being burned, with green smoke rising out, and they were burned to death amidst painful howls.
The other wind-cursed ghosts did not care about the presence of the wind-cursed ghosts in the Nascent Soul stage, and fled in all directions, howling and shouting.
In an instant, even the thick evil spirit within tens of thousands of meters was cleared away by the lightning from the Eighty-sixth Princess, turning it into a vacuum zone.
Chen Hao stood on the ground, looked up at the Eighty-sixth Princess, and nodded slightly.
Although the Eighty-sixth Princess has many shortcomings and is very immature, she is a noble member of the Huang family after all. Before she took over her body, she possessed high-grade spiritual roots and received key resource training. Although she is not as good as the top royal family, she is already the best.
A top-level person.
Now that I have just gone out to practice, I can use my supernatural powers in a decent manner. In terms of power, it is far superior to Tongji's level.
Other monks in the middle stage of spiritual transformation may have more experience and knowledge than her, but in terms of strength, they may be far inferior.
The power of the Eighty-sixth Princess was so great that even before she even used her magical powers, she had scared countless Jindan-level wind-cursed ghosts into fleeing. Even those Nascent Soul-level wind-cursed ghosts were originally vicious and wanted to surround and kill Chen Du.
The two of them also hesitated when they saw this scene.
Although humans and ghosts are incompatible with each other, the law of seeking life and fearing death applies to all living beings.
"Roar..." At this moment, a ghost roar came.
This ghost howl was far less loud than the roar of the Nascent Soul-level wind-cursed ghost just now. It seemed very deep, but it sounded extremely powerful, like a tiger roaring from its chest.
As soon as the ghost whistle came out, the whole sky suddenly became quiet for a moment, like a prelude to the appearance of some big shot, a kind of calm before the storm.
Even the terrifying lightning that surged from the Eighty-sixth Princess suddenly stalled, as if it was forcibly blocked by some extremely powerful force.
Hearing this roar, the Nascent Soul Stage Wind Cursed Ghost, who was initially hesitant and frightened, suddenly became ferocious as if receiving some kind of instruction, and instantly turned into a torrent of imps, rushing towards Chen Hao and Du Xueqing.