Chapter 271
The ghost energy is raging and the dark wind is howling.
From among the black flags, three powerful ghosts stepped out.
These three powerful ghosts are two men and one woman.
The two men were all wearing the same armor as ancient soldiers, while the woman was wearing Qing Dynasty clothes. She was an old woman with a face full of resentment and her fingers were as pointed as tree vines.
These three powerful ghosts appeared, and a terrifying ghost pressure filled the air.
"It's so amazing. Each one is a century-old ghost, no less impressive than Yue Ling back then."
Long Xiaoshan was secretly shocked.
This black-robed old Taoist is much more powerful than the Taoist Ma who killed the Taoist Ma. At that time, the Taoist Ma couldn't even control a century-old ghost. The old ghost in black robe actually raised three century-old ghosts, especially the old woman wearing Qing palace costumes. , even more ghostly.
The old black-robed Taoist Jie Jie said: "These three powerful ghosts were created by me when I excavated an ancient tomb of a concubine in the Qing Dynasty and raised them as sacrifices. Concubine Shu died of old age alone in the cold palace. She is full of resentment. Let's see how you can resist them."
He suddenly struck the black flag.
The two ghost generals suddenly drew their swords and killed Long Xiaoshan.
The female ghost concubine Shu sneered coldly, her fingers stretched out like long snakes, and her ten ghost fingers stabbed at Long Xiaoshan with a cold aura.
Long Xiaoshan waved his hand and smashed out three fireball talismans.
Boom boom boom!
Three firelights flashed.
The three fierce ghosts were completely unharmed.
"Damn it, get out of here!" Long Xiaoshan punched.
Ouch~
Sirius roars!
A giant wolf shadow rushed out, its fist concentrated, and it rushed towards a fierce ghost, bang! Li Gui's sword struck Tianlang and shattered into pieces.
Li Gui was also shocked by the fist and retreated repeatedly.
call!
With one slash of the sword, Long Xiaoshan rolled around to avoid it.
Puff puff puff puff!
Ten dark and sharp ghost fingers pierced Long Xiaoshan.
Poof!
Long Xiaoshan couldn't dodge.
The shoulder was pierced by a ghost finger, and a dark and cold corrosive force suddenly poured into the body. It also contained powerful resentment, trying to confuse Long Xiaoshan's mind.
The vitality of the Immortality Secret was activated immediately.
The light green zhenqi flows near the wound, suppressing the dark corrosive power.
As for the resentment, Long Xiaoshan's spiritual body is the nemesis of ghosts and can be resolved by him without any suspense.
"No, these three fierce ghosts are too powerful!"
Those two ghost generals are not inferior to Yu Cheng at all, and they are far more weird and difficult to deal with than Yu Cheng.
The female ghost is even more powerful.
The magical power of his Heavenly Eye, the Light of Punishment, cannot be used continuously and requires a brewing process.
After Long Xiaoshan rolled out, he quickly took out the Hundred Ghost Flag and waved it. A stream of black smoke poured out from the Hundred Ghost Flag. At this time, the two ghost generals rushed towards Long Xiaoshan again, swinging their swords and slashing towards Long Xiaoshan.
A spear suddenly emerged from the black smoke.
The sword penetrated like a dragon and pierced the body of a ghost general. At the same time, the spear drew a stunning arc. With a sharp roar, the ghost general that penetrated the spear smashed into another ghost general. Bang!
The two ghosts will explode into a ball of black smoke at the same time, constantly squirming.
At this time, a majestic ghost general stepped out from the Hundred Ghost Flags, carrying a spear on his back, and said calmly: "Leave these two to me."
The two wriggling masses of black smoke turned into ghost generals again.
The ghost body is invisible, so naturally it cannot be assassinated with just one shot.
After Yue Ling finished speaking, the spear in his hand shook, setting off a series of gun shadows, instantly covering the two ghost generals who had just recovered.
This scene was seen by the black-robed Taoist standing nearby, and he was shocked.
How could he have the magic weapon of the Black Scale Sect
wrong!
It was my nephew's magic weapon, the Hyakki Banner, but even with the Hyakki Banner, how could he summon such a powerful ghost general
I saw Yue Ling's spear like a swimming dragon, slicing vertically and horizontally, killing the two hundred-year-old ghost generals he had raised. If it weren't for the special characteristics of the ghost body, which can be reunited even if the broken bones are broken, Yue Ling would have killed him long ago.
Long Xiaoshan felt happy when he saw how strong Yue Ling was.
As expected of a descendant of Wu Mu, even though their ghost cultivation levels are quite different, their strength is enough to crush the other two ghost generals.
Suddenly!
A ray of cold and cold air came over.
The female ghost Shu Fei came over to kill her. Her fingers were like ten black snakes, twisting and moving, surging in overwhelmingly.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes were cold and he took out the flaming sword from the space ring.
Infused with zhenqi, he slashed out with a sharp slash.
The pattern on the sword suddenly lit up, and then a burst of fire shot up into the sky. The flames rolled and spiraled upward, forming a flaming sword light more than ten meters long, whizzing out.
The female ghost Shu Fei screamed.
Facing this terrifying flame sword light, she quickly retracted her fingers and turned into a thick smoke and flew out. However, the sword light was more than ten meters long. No matter how fast she was, she was still one step slower. The flame giant knife cut through her Body.
Concubine Shu howled.
The fire ignited her body, burning brightly.
In the flames, Concubine Shu persisted for more than ten breaths, and was eventually burned to ashes.
"High-quality magic weapon!"
Seeing Concubine Shu turn into ashes in the flames, the old man in black robe almost peed in fear.
Can kill powerful ghosts like Concubine Shu with one strike.
Except for high-grade magic weapons, he doesn't think so.
The old man in black robe did not expect that Long Xiaoshan even had a high-grade magic weapon. What kind of inheritance did he get? Three-eyed vision, a high-grade magic weapon, any of them were shocking things in the monastic circles.
It is enough to cause a bloody storm in the monastic circles.
But the little rural farmer in front of him actually looked different.
The old man in black robe was filled with hatred and jealousy.
What he hates is that the most powerful ghost he raised died in the hands of Long Xiaoshan.
I'm jealous of where this kid got his shit luck.
You can get a top-grade magic weapon.
If these two things fall into his hands, even controlling the Black Scale Sect will be easy. No, he must get this kid's inheritance.
The old man in black robe was filled with greed in his heart.
Suddenly a burst of fire rose into the sky.
However, he saw that after Long Xiaoshan killed the female ghost, he had already come towards him with a flaming sword and slashed at him with one strike. The old man in black robe was horrified. It was too late to use the substitute technique, so he used several defensive methods in succession, holding the Yin Wood. The magic sword screamed and stabbed the flaming sword.
boom!
In the huge fire.
A figure that was on fire rolled out in embarrassment and rolled on the ground several times before extinguishing the flames.
I saw that the clothes of the black-robed Taoist were torn to pieces, all the hair on his body was burnt, and the magic sword was chopped into two pieces of charred wood. The black-robed Taoist's face looked ugly: "Damn it, the high-grade magic weapon is too powerful."
Long Xiaoshan, who was holding a high-grade magic weapon, completely crushed him.
Even his magic weapon was destroyed.
Seeing Long Xiaoshan raise the sword again.
The black-robed Taoist turned around and ran away.
"Where to run!"
Long Xiaoshan quickly slashed out the third sword, bang!
The black-robed Taoist exploded.
The flaming sword struck the ground, creating a ravine of more than ten meters.
There was no trace of joy on Long Xiaoshan's face.
The black-robed Taoist ran away.
The last knife did not kill the black-robed Taoist. With his eyes, he saw a figure spurting out a mouthful of blood and rushing into the forest.
And he wanted to chase, but he was too weak.
Although the high-grade magical weapon was good, all his true energy was consumed by three sword strikes, and his Dantian was completely empty, with not a drop left.
If the black-robed Taoist stayed at this time, it was not certain who would die.
(End of chapter)