Although he looks the same as himself, Song Shuhang can see that this scholar is not himself, but should be a part of himself—his spirit ghost... The spirit ghost that was forcibly borrowed by that inexplicable almighty.
Strange, isn't this ancient well able to see the hidden ambitions or desires in the depths of his heart? Why do you see your own ghost
Could it be that the hidden ambition in my heart is to make my spirit ghost become a powerful Confucian monk, what about me? Where am I
Could it be that I am eating and waiting to die, and then let the ghost go out to be a righteous partner instead of me, and finally gain fame and fortune? I always feel like... I'm not that kind of person, am I
Or is it not my inner ambitions and desires, but what really happened
If it is what happened, the connection between me and the ghost has been cut off, how can I see such a picture? Is it through the power of this 'Fujing' that he has re-established a connection with the spirit ghost
However, the visual angle of the picture is not the angle of the 'spiritual ghost', it is completely the angle of the bystander.
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While Shuhang was thinking about it, in the Gujing picture, the battle between the spirit ghost dressed as a scholar and the demon had already begun.
It should be a great fight.
But to be honest, Song Shuhang was inexplicable.
All he could see was that the Confucian-like spirit ghost and the evil demon who was filthy all stood opposite each other, staring at each other, and there were constantly flashes of light between the two sides.
That light spot seems to be the trace of the battle between the two.
But Song Shuhang couldn't see how the two fought.
However, in the vicinity of the two, a large number of demons continue to die.
These dead demons came in different shapes, one of which was similar to a human, with beards, pink clothes, and a big red belt...
When he saw this figure, Song Shuhang suddenly muttered: "Jiuyou disciple?"
Although he had no memory of these Jiuyou disciples in his mind at all, he always felt that he had seen these guys somewhere.
Is it a lost memory
Lost memory - have you seen this demon on the mysterious island before
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In this way, the filthy demon and the spirit ghost dressed as a Confucian scholar were constantly fighting each other in a way that Song Shuhang could not understand at all.
I don't know how long the two sides lasted. Suddenly, the extremely filthy demon let out a savage laughter.
Then, Song Shuhang saw that the entire 'Nine Serenity' had turned into a viscous black liquid, poured into the filthy demon's body, and the demon's momentum continued to rise!
On the other hand, beside the spirit ghost dressed as a Confucian scholar, the scroll that read 'Voice of the Saint' began to burn. In a short while, the scrolls beside him all burned to nothing.
Song Shuhang tensed in his heart, and an unpleasant feeling came to his heart.
The spirit ghost dressed as a scholar sighed faintly: "Looks like it's time for the end."
While speaking, a figure emerged from the ghost who was dressed as a Confucian scholar. It was the 'Liu Li Scholar' who forcibly borrowed the ghost's body.
At this time, the killing intent and madness in his eyes have become much duller, but his face is more unwilling. If it wasn't for the lack of energy in his body, if he could give him some more time, he could at least seal and suppress the demon in front of him.
Unfortunately, there are not so many 'what ifs' in this world.
Liuli Scholar took a step forward, and a huge scroll was condensed around him. This scroll wrapped his body, and the voice of the saint reverberated, purifying the surrounding evil energy, and slapped the extremely filthy demon.
And Song Shuhang's ghost was also wrapped by the power of the scholar, and a door of space appeared beside the ghost.
Go back, go back to your master. The voice of the Liuli scholar resounded in the ears of Shuhangling Ghost.
At the same time, Song Shuhang felt his body shake slightly.
He regained his connection with the spirit ghost - as expected, the picture he saw from this 'Fujing' was not a wild vision from the bottom of his heart. Instead, the Liuli scholar who occupied his body entered Jiuyou and fought with people.
The battle has come to an end, so Liuli Scholar wants to return Song Shuhang's ghost.
At the moment when the connection with the ghost was connected, Shuhang sensed the state of the ghost.
Pain Pain!
On the back of the ghost, there were two extremely deep wounds, and the pain could not be described in words.
Song Shuhang's face turned pale in pain.
Not only that, the spirit ghost seemed to be trapped in the extremely filthy silt at this time, feeling uncomfortable all over. If it weren't for the protection of the glazed scholar's last bit of strength, the spirit ghost would have been polluted by the extremely filthy silt and fell into a member of the demons!
Song Shuhang gasped in pain.
At this time, the space gap expanded, pulling the ghost's body into it.
I'm sorry, I originally borrowed your spirit ghost for so long, and I want to give you a satisfactory reward when I send it back. But now, with everything in me turned to ashes, there's really nothing to pay you for. I may be breaking my word. The voice of the Liuli scholar, through the spirit ghost, was directly transmitted to Song Shuhang's ears.
Song Shuhang sighed softly, he had already received the reward. The energy transmitted from Liuli Scholar made him break through from the second-grade realm to the third-grade realm in one breath. This reward is enough to pay the price of borrowing the ghost.
It seemed that he could sense the thoughts in Song Shuhang's heart, the glazed scholar turned his head and smiled slightly: Ah, in this case... I will feel at ease.
After all, the door of space completely wrapped the spirit ghost, and the space teleportation began...
At this time, Huaxia's time just passed the early morning and entered the next day.
August 10th, Saturday, Dao name: Xun Dao Scholar.
The ghost entered the teleportation space, but Shuhang could still see the picture of the 'Liu Li Scholar' fighting the demon.
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"Hoo ho ho ho." At this moment, the filthy Nine Nether Demon screamed wildly.
In an instant, the viscous black liquid passed from Jiuyou, like the boundless sea, madly poured into the demon's body.
The entire 'Nine Serenity Realm' is acting as the backing of this 'evil demon'. Under the influence of this huge force, in an instant, the demon broke through the limitations of the original realm and reached a higher realm!
This augmented power is time-limited and can only be sustained for a few breaths.
But for demons, it was enough.
On the body of the filthy demon, there are thousands of claws sticking out, frantically blasting towards the 'scroll' condensed by the Liuli scholar.
With just one blow, the scroll was completely destroyed.
At the same time, the thousands of claws were intertwined with each other, and among the thousands of claws, a spell like a giant black sun was condensed.
Liuli Scholar stood with his hands behind his back. He had no defense and faced the black giant sun.
In fact, now he has no resistance at all, and the remaining strength can only support his body and not dissipate.
He is not afraid of death... because he was already dead a long time ago.
Boom~~
The black giant sun came, swallowing the figure of the glazed scholar at once, and the scholar's body turned into particles and dissipated in the nine secluded places.
In the center of his body, a glass-colored pen was exposed. This is the parasitic artifact of the Liuli scholar, the artifact of the ninth-grade robbery level.
But under the terrifying power of that black giant sun, the glass-colored pen exploded into pieces after one breath. Debris splattered in all directions...
The black giant sun was extremely terrifying. After swallowing the Liuli scholar, it exploded again. The power of the explosion was so powerful that Song Shuhang could see the whole picture!
Even... the explosion of the giant black sun, ignoring the limitations of space, the energy of the giant black sun pierced into the void.
Song Shuhang's spirit ghost that was being teleported was actually affected by the power of this black giant sun.
"Not good!" Song Shuhang exclaimed in shock.
The next moment, the power of the black giant sun's explosion swept up Shuhang's ghost.
The ghost seemed to be stuffed into the mixer, stirred frantically, and kneaded into dough. Then, there seemed to be a powerful force pulling his spirit ghost, pulling it into noodles!
The whole process was accompanied by severe pain.
This severe pain, through the sensory sharing, was synchronized to Song Shuhang's body, and the pain caused him to sweat.
Spirit ghosts who have been promoted to high-level quality have wisdom that is not weaker than human beings. The next moment, it decisively cut the connection between itself and the body through the senses, so that the body was free from this severe pain.
The sensory connection was disconnected, and Song Shuhang gasped in pain. His contract with the ghost ghost is still there, and he can sense the current state of the ghost ghost.
A powerful force is pulling the spirit ghost to the bottomless abyss.
But at this time, the spirit ghost had no resistance at all.
"What should I do?" Song Shuhang clenched his fists.
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Boom boom boom
The power of the giant black sun is still shaking the space. During the explosion, a glass-shaped shard was attracted by the spirit ghost's breath and fell on the spirit ghost's body.
hum~
The glass-shaped shard came into contact with the spirit ghost, and within a short time, the aura of a glass scholar appeared again.
Liuli Scholar's residual strength let out a wry smile.
After a while, his voice rang in Linggui's ears.
Sorry, little friend, I may not be able to send it back to you smoothly.
Unexpectedly, I have to break my promise again.
The topped Wanshu Mountain, the Holy Quiet Pond...
Liuli Scholar seemed to want to reveal some information to Shuhang, but before his words were finished, the sound of explosions kept ringing around the ghost.
boom! !
The power of the explosion finally twisted into a power beyond 'space'. That power rolled up the ghost, like rolling noodles, stretched the ghost roll and rolled it into a ball, dragging it into the abyss...
"No." Song Shuhang called out in his heart.
But that terrifying power still grabbed his ghost and disappeared.
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Boom~~
Song Shuhang felt that his whole body was in a state of exploding, and his body fell softly to the ground...