One hundred and seventieth eight chapters eternal blood curse
Over the past hundred years, countless Taoist priests have thought of dealing with themselves.
Blood Mirror Soul may not be very strong in the world outside the mirror, but in the mirror world, no one who dares to come in can hurt her, and will be tortured to death by her.
She never expected that this inconspicuous young man could actually possess the legendary ghost arts.
Xue Jinghun covered his abdomen and endured the severe pain from his stomach.
"Ghost arts, it turns out to be ghost arts." Blood Mirror Soul licked his lips: "I don't know what it feels like to torture someone who possesses legendary ghost arts to death. I'm really looking forward to it!"
"You can try it." Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath and stared at the Blood Mirror Soul.
Suddenly, Blood Mirror Soul waved his hand, and the carpet under Lin Xiaofeng's feet was wrapped towards Lin Xiaofeng.
Lin Xiaofeng took the copper coin sword in his hand and slashed at the carpet, and the carpet was immediately cut into two sections.
In fact, Lin Xiaofeng was also very frightened. The monsters he encountered before were hit by the blood-killing curse. I can't say that they were all killed in one blow, but they were definitely beaten to death.
But although the Blood Mirror Soul in front of her looked in pain, it seemed that she had not actually suffered any serious injuries.
This made Lin Xiaofeng feel a little frightened.
Is it possible that this guy is really unkillable here?
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaofeng immediately shook his head.
It's impossible, there won't be any unkillable evil spirit. Even in this mirror world, the Blood Mirror Soul will become extremely powerful, and it's impossible that she can't be defeated.
There is only one reason, a more advanced and powerful ghost technique must be used to kill her.
Lin Xiaofeng smeared the blood on the money sword, rushed forward, and slashed at the Blood Mirror Soul.
Xue Jinghun knew in his heart that he was good at ghost arts, so how could he be stupid enough to fight him head-on? He dodged around everywhere.
This is no joke.
Blood Mirror Soul knows his own situation best. Lin Xiaofeng's ghost trick just now actually injured him, and the injury was not serious.
Although the room is small, Blood Mirror Soul's movements are very sensitive, and Lin Xiaofeng cannot attack her at all.
"Don't hide if you can?" Lin Xiaofeng scolded through gritted teeth.
But Xue Jinghun said with a smile: "So what if I hide? As long as you don't kill me within an hour, you will never be able to get out."
"I'll starve you for two days. I want to see how powerful you can be?"
If it was a weak opponent, Blood Mirror Soul would probably just play tricks on him, but she didn't dare to underestimate Lin Xiaofeng's ability.
For her, as long as she is not killed by Lin Xiaofeng within an hour, then it is Lin Xiaofeng who will die.
Lin Xiaofeng chased her and chopped for several minutes. The Blood Mirror Soul always dodged around with a smile on her face and refused to confront Lin Xiaofeng head-on.
Lin Xiaofeng felt like he was punching hard but hitting cotton. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
"Gaga, little brother, you better not waste your efforts, stay here and stay with me in this mirror world."
After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng stood there, closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and remembered the second level of ghost magic. As long as he uses that move, he can definitely kill the Blood Mirror Soul, right?
Thinking of this, he bit his finger and quickly drew a talisman in mid-air.
Strangely enough, the blood seemed to have no gravity and actually condensed in mid-air without falling to the ground.
Blood Mirror Soul was hiding aside and felt a little uneasy when he saw Lin Xiaofeng drawing the talisman.
Although Lin Xiaofeng drew the talisman very fast, to the Blood Mirror Soul, his movements were extremely graceful, which felt weird.
"not good."
In an instant, the Blood Mirror Soul disappeared.
Lin Xiaofeng had no financial control over the disappearance of the Blood Mirror Soul, and was still concentrating on drawing his own talisman.
The uneasiness in Blood Mirror Soul's heart became stronger and stronger, and he hurriedly spoke to disturb Lin Xiaofeng's mind: "Little brother, the world in this mirror is me, you can't kill me."
"Everything in this room belongs to me." Blood Mirror Soul said: "What are you using to kill me?"
Seeing that Lin Xiaofeng still ignored him, Xue Jinghun hurriedly said: "Little brother, why are you doing this? We have no grievances and no enmity..."
In an instant, Lin Xiaofeng's eyes flashed with red light. This talisman was extremely complex, and the lines in it looked the same, so it would probably be dazzling.
"Heaven has yin and yang."
"The earth has five elements."
"Star Liebu."
"The sun and the moon are shrewd!"
"Eternal blood curse!"
After Lin Xiaofeng finished reciting, the talisman in mid-air gradually condensed into a bloody disk.
The diameter of this disk was estimated to be one meter. At this time, countless bloody hands stretched out from the disk.
These hands are extremely long, and they are grabbing at the house.
"What are you doing, what is this!"
The frightened voice of the Blood Mirror Soul came from the houses in all directions. These dozen hands pulled out the Blood Mirror Soul from a wall.
Blood Mirror Soul's face looked horrified, and she wanted to resist, but she found out.
I am invincible in the mirror world, but I can't resist these dozen bloody hands.
These bloody arms pulled the bloody mirror soul and dragged it towards the disc.
"This little brother, let me go, and I'll let you go."
"No, I will be your slave, please let me go!"
The blood mirror soul begged for mercy, but Lin Xiaofeng was not moved at all.
The Blood Mirror Soul was dragged into the disc by these bloody hands, and both the disc and the Blood Mirror Soul disappeared.
Lin Xiaofeng was overjoyed. This eternal blood-sealing curse was the second most powerful secret technique among ghost arts.
He also had the idea of giving it a try, but he didn't expect to actually get rid of the Blood Mirror Soul.
Now that the Blood Mirror Soul is dead, he and Fatty Huang can go out.
As soon as he thought of this, Lin Xiaofeng felt exhausted all over, and his brain even hurt.
He rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
Whether it is Taoist magic, ghost magic, or evil magic, the more powerful it is, the greater the price.
Lin Xiaofeng's Taoist behavior at this time was simply unable to use the eternal blood-sealing curse, and the backlash of ghost magic also came at this time.
Tired all over, he slowly passed out.
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"Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng."
"Wake up, if you don't wake up, we will die."
Lin Xiaofeng opened his eyes slightly and found that there was no place in his body that was not in excruciating pain.
He turned around and saw Fatty Huang lying next to him. He also looked seriously injured.
"Let's find a way to get out quickly. If we don't get out, we may never get out." Fatty Huang was overjoyed when he saw that he had woken up Lin Xiaofeng.
After Fatty Huang woke up, he found Lin Xiaofeng lying next to him, but the blood mirror soul had disappeared and was nowhere to be found.
Fatty Huang thought for a moment and realized that it was Lin Xiaofeng who should have dealt with her.
"Are you okay?" Lin Xiaofeng asked, enduring the pain in his body.