chsdbacks Chapter 170
Chapter 170
The red tasseled knife energy in Fang Yu's hand became different. The knife energy of several feet was slashed out, and the crimson knife energy condensed into substance, emitting dazzling light. Wherever it passed, the skeletons were chopped to pieces.
In the Yinling murderous formation, a huge white bone banner appeared. Under the cover of the bone banner, the skeletons that were broken into pieces condensed again.
"No wonder there is no reward, it was actually summoned by a magic weapon."
Fang Yu's face was a little gloomy, staring at the white bone banner in the void.
So many skeletons, it is endless to kill, consuming mana, and the rest of the existences will be no stronger than ordinary people after their mana is exhausted, unless they are beings who cultivate their physical bodies.
What a good plan!
"The one at the Ghost Gate is not here, and you want to deal with us with your strength? You are overestimating yourself. Let these skeletons kill you all and get your Yincha token."
Zhu Ming's figure appeared in the air, and there were many figures around him, as many as twelve, all of whom were huge beings.
Aken's face was gloomy. Although these skeletons were not very strong, they were enough to pose a threat to the Yinchai.
There were hundreds of these skeletons, and many ants could kill elephants.
Their goal was clear: to kill the Yinchai and seize the Yinchai token.
"Since you are here, then, kill them!"
Aken turned around and glanced at the Yinchai and practitioners around him, and continued: "Everyone, follow me into the Yinling murder formation to eliminate the evil spirits."
The soul-catching chains around him were lingering, holding the Yinchai token in his hand, the Yin energy around him was agitated, and he jumped into the void.
The Yinchai around him flew up one after another, and the Yinchai token protected them, with an amazing momentum.
Fang Yu pondered for a moment, and also flew up and ran straight into the fog.
As soon as he stepped into the fog, he saw Li Zhaoyi looking at him with a smile.
"You dare to show up in Qinghai County, looking for death?"
Fang Yu looked at Li Zhaoyi coldly.
"Princess, is this the person you want to deal with?"
Zhu Ming walked in the void, with clouds rising under his feet, and looked at Fang Yu with a calm expression.
He didn't take the yellow-eyed zombie seriously.
His strength was not much weaker than Bai Fu's at the time. He had practiced to the point of physical manifestation a long time ago. When he was alive, he was a practitioner. After so many years of practice, his strength had long been terrifying.
Li Zhaoyi said: "Yes, it is said that his name is Fang Yu, a yellow-eyed zombie, practicing Taoism."
"Let me do it."
Zhu Ming stared at Fang Yu, glanced at the red tasseled demon sword in Fang Yu's hand, and the Yimu flying sword swirling around him, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes: "I want his magic weapon."
After saying that, he raised his hand and pressed it towards Fang Yu, and the black fog around him surged, condensing into a black hand that was several feet thick and extremely solid, and grabbed Fang Yu fiercely.
And Li Zhaoyi's figure flashed, disappearing into the surrounding black clouds. She hid, waiting for the opportunity to make a move at the critical moment.
Fang Yu held the knife with both hands and poured in his magic power.
Buzz!
A sharp explosion sounded, and a knife energy several feet long slashed out.
Boom!
The black big hand actually blocked the knife energy, and with a strong grip, the crimson light and black light burst out instantly, and the powerful airflow swept away, sweeping away the dark clouds of Yin Qi within dozens of feet around.
Zhu Ming was a little surprised, and a smile appeared on his face, saying: "It is indeed a good treasure, then try the Yin Fu knife!"
He raised his right hand, pinched the sword formula, and put his left hand in front of his chest, quickly forming a seal.
The surrounding void trembled, and black talismans emerged one after another, a total of hundreds of talismans, these talismans shone with light, and instantly turned into a black long knife several feet long, wrapped in runes all over the body, murderous, and rushed straight to Fang Yu.
Fang Yu felt the hair on his back stand up, his breath was locked, and the Yin Fu knife rushed from all directions and slashed towards Fang Yu.
He put away the Red Cherry Demon Sword and formed seals with both hands.
"All the soldiers who are about to fight are in formation, and they will kill the evil!"
Shenlong Technique!
A huge silver-white talisman appeared in the void, and a silver dragon several dozen feet long rushed out, with cold air all over its body, surrounding Fang Yu and protecting him tightly.
The Yin Fu Knife slashed around the dragon, but was blocked by the cold air. The Yin Fu Knife shattered and turned into black air and dissipated.
The dragon turned into a young man with flying silver hair.
"Ayu, when did you provoke such a strong enemy?"
Yin Lingzi glanced at Fang Yu and snorted.
"There is also a zombie princess hiding nearby. Do you choose to restore her or the ghost cultivator in front of you?"
Fang Yu asked cautiously.
Yin Lingzi swept his eyes around, locked onto a void, and said, "My divine dragon body is strong, far superior to your current physical body. The zombie princess has golden cicada gloves, which are immune to magic power. I will fight her with my physical body.
Although this ghost cultivator has cultivated a physical body, he is not strong. You can deal with him."
After speaking, he took a step forward, holding the ice sword, and rushed straight to theThe distant void was slashed.
This void was swept by the ice sword energy, and with a muffled groan, Li Zhaoyi's figure staggered and fell out.
"It's you again, the damn ice dragon!"
Li Zhaoyi's hands were shining with golden light, and she did not retreat but advanced, fighting with Yin Lingzi.
Silver ice light appeared around Yin Lingzi, and his hands turned into dragon claws, and his hands were covered with silver scales.
Li Zhaoyi's body was full of corpse qi, and her hands danced. The thin golden cicada gloves burst into golden light, and there were faint cicada wings floating in the golden light.
The ice sword energy disappeared silently when it touched these cicada wings.
However, the golden cicada gloves could not resist the powerful attack of the flesh. Yin Lingzi struck out with a palm, and the dragon roar sounded, and dragon shadows appeared around.
"Dragon Palm, 12 styles, style 1, Dragon Strike!"
"Style 2, Dragon Swim!"
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Yin Lingzi's face was still extremely calm. Each palm strike had different changes and different powers.
When he hit the sixth style, the corpse qi around Li Zhaoyi dissipated, and she could no longer resist.
"Vajra Bell!"
Li Zhaoyi took out a small golden bell, activated the corpse qi, sacrificed it, and hung it above her head.
There were many Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist Vajra reliefs engraved on the surface of the Vajra Bell.
The deep bell sounded, and a golden light curtain hung from the bottom of the Vajra Bell, blocking Yin Lingzi's attack.
There were many magic tools buried with her in the ancient tomb, many of which were collected and given to her by her royal brother, and many of them were powerful.
Zhu Ming saw this scene and showed jealousy.
When he was alive, he was one of the people who collected magic tools for the royal family. After his death, he didn't have a single magic tool to protect himself.
Whoosh!
Yimu flying sword slashed with emerald sword light.
Zhu Ming remained calm, and suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed a flying sword, which was also three inches long, but extremely black and contained a strong Yin Qi.
The two flying swords fought against each other, and they seemed evenly matched.
At the same time, in the surrounding clouds, the ghost messenger and the cultivators fought against the ghost cultivators inside.
Hu Sanniang and the fat ghost messenger were dealing with a tall and strong ghost cultivator. The ghost cultivator was wearing heavy armor, which was tattered and seemed to be rusted. He was holding a rusty half-broken ancient sword in his hand.
"Be careful, this ghost cultivator is called Pu Luo. The armor and ancient sword on his body look tattered, but they are extremely powerful. He got them from the ancient battlefield of the underworld. If you are injured by the ancient sword, your skin, flesh and soul will be damaged. Try not to touch it."
The fat ghost messenger reminded.