Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

In the dark room, Yan Yufeng was in an extremely embarrassing situation at the moment:

The black clothes were scratched in several places by the ghost king's sharp claws, and the blood aroused the bloodthirsty nature of the ghost king, and the attack speed became faster and faster.

While dodging, he kept setting up barriers around with the demon carp, trying to lock the ghost king.

Once the ghost king is formed, it is extremely difficult to destroy and can only be suppressed. Qi Shu must set up an array outside at this moment. As long as the ghost king is locked and moved into the array before then, they will still have a chance of survival!

The ghost king became more and more manic, and the anger that he could not succeed for a long time made him attack Yan Yufeng almost crazily. In the blink of an eye, Yan Yufeng had several wounds on his body.

At this time, Yan Yufeng saw a white figure rushing into the dark room from the corner of his eye, and was shocked: "What are you doing here! Get out!"

A blue light suddenly hit the ghost king: "I'll help you!"

"You can't deal with him anymore! Get out first!" Yan Yufeng saw that the ghost king's attention had turned to Yang Xing, and hurriedly swung his whip fiercely. The demon carp rushed towards the ghost king with a fierce red light, while Yang Xing Has been pulled behind him.

Yang Xing gritted his teeth: "The ghost king has a weakness, hit his eyes!"

As he said that, he waved the falling star, striking the ghost king's eyes with green light.

Yan Yufeng was stunned for a moment, and he didn't care to think about where he knew it, but quickly attacked the ghost king's eyes.

Two rays of light, red and blue, were emitted at the same time, and the green light in the ghost king's black hole-like eyes was instantly dispersed.

It suffered from pain, let out a huge roar, jumped forward fiercely, and hit the ground to make two huge deep pits.

Seeing the opportunity, Yan Yufeng swung his hands out, and all the barriers set up before were instantly pressed down on the ghost king layer by layer!

On the other hand, Yang Xing stood unsteadily on the side. The attack just now made him feel agitated. There seemed to be a lot of things in his mind suddenly. This thing passed his eyes extremely quickly, and he was suddenly startled: Yes Fa Jue!

At this moment, the formulas of the Sikong family's past dynasties to subdue demons and eliminate spirits suddenly came to mind, and he became much clearer in an instant.

A distant and familiar voice came from memory:

"My descendants keep in mind: descending spirits is the way of heaven, it is instinct!"

"Hone your abilities in adversity! Put yourself to death in adversity and survive!"

"Falling stars will not be damaged, and the way of heaven will not be destroyed!"

Yang Xing closed his eyes, and the whole body gradually emitted a light blue light, as if a huge wind was blowing, but if you look closely, you can see that it is a phantom formed by the condensation of spiritual power!

Countless wind blades were naturally generated, spinning around him continuously, with a fierce momentum!

Yang Xing suddenly opened his eyes, and countless wind blades were driven by him to attack the ghost king!

The ghost king was already trapped in the enchantment at this moment, the wind blade quickly slashed across, and the ghost king's hard armor-like body finally began to have scars, which expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yan Yufeng looked at Yang Xing and was shocked in his heart. In just a short moment, Yang Xing was able to break through his own realm and turn his spiritual power into physical damage!

This kind of ability is out of reach even for the most outstanding spiritual masters in the world. Even he himself needs to rely on the power in his body, but Yang Xing can...

However, the shock was only for a moment, he quickly regained his senses, and quickly closed the barrier.

Suddenly, Yan Yufeng realized something was wrong: the ghost king's figure seemed to be changing!

I saw the ghost king on the ground trembling violently, and in just a split second, its figure skyrocketed, becoming three times its original size!

As if gathering all its strength, it struck Yan Yufeng extremely violently!

"Uh!" Yan Yufeng was knocked back several meters, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood. His mind was shocked, and he half-knelt on the ground.

But Yang Xing, who was behind him, made seals with both hands, gritted his teeth and rushed forward!

I saw Yang Xing jumping high with the help of the wind, and the light of the staff in his hand instantly illuminated the entire dark room. Yan Yufeng even clearly saw Yang Xing's firm eyes and the determination when he shot, just like when he first entered the tomb. He - very different!

He looked at Yang Xing, and suddenly thought of the sentence Yang Xing asked him not long ago.

"Do you believe there is a god in this world?"

……

He didn't know if there was a god, but Yang Xing's appearance at this moment made him suddenly think of four words - God came.

"Go to hell!" Yang Xing slammed, and all the wind blades around him pierced into the ghost king's body, and the tip of the falling star in his hand was accurately inserted into the center of the ghost king's eyes.

The ghost king let out a miserable howl, and was beaten back to his original shape in an instant.

Just when Yan Yufeng breathed a sigh of relief, the ghost king suddenly reached out and sent a final blow to Yang Xing!

As if hating Yang Xing for hurting his eyes, a strange green light hit Yang Xing's eyes.

Yan Yufeng was shocked: "Be careful!"

However, Yang Xing had lost all his strength. The attack just now almost exhausted his spiritual power, so he could only bear this terrifying attack!

"Oh!"

Yang Xing was suddenly knocked into the air, slammed into the wall, and landed slumped. The blue spiritual power all over his body instantly dissipated, and his eyes became blurred. He could only vaguely see the ghost king attacking him quickly. .

Seeing that those sharp claws were about to touch Yang Xing's heart, Yan Yufeng swung his whip with all his strength, but he still couldn't match the speed of those sharp claws!

Yang Xing was in severe pain all over his body, and barely sat up, watching the ghost king's swift and violent blow with no way out, he blinked slowly, thinking that at least he didn't flinch, and he didn't flinch at all. It's a loss.

He has lived for more than 20 years, and this should be regarded as his most heroic time.

A blinding white light flashed suddenly, Yang Xing felt a blur in front of his eyes, the light hurt his eyes so much that he was forced to close them.

When I opened my eyes again, what I felt was not the pain of being attacked by the ghost king, but a gentle embrace.

……

He stared blankly at the girl in front of him, and vaguely felt the girl laughing in his blurred vision. When he lowered his gaze, he saw that sharp claw had penetrated the girl's chest.

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When Yang Xing shouted, he almost exhausted all his strength: "Rourou!"

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He couldn't remember clearly what happened next, how Yan Yufeng subdued the ghost king, how Qi Shu sealed it, he couldn't see or hear it.

What was left in his eyes was the girl's pink shirt that was soaked in blood, and her face that was still trying to smile.

Rou Rou smiled and looked at him tenderly: "Young master, I, I can be your envoy, very happy..."

"No..." Yang Xing caressed the girl's face with trembling hands, "No...you won't die..."

As if he suddenly thought of something, he frantically found the spirit lock bag with trembling hands: "Go back to the spirit lock bag...you will be fine...don't be afraid..."

The soft smile gradually weakened: "My lord, don't be afraid."

"Afraid? I'm not afraid, I..." Yang Xing's eyes were red, but his tone was already faintly crying:

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have set it up like this. I shouldn't have let you in. I'm too self-righteous..."

Yang Xing was already incoherent, but still hugged her tightly, like a person floating on the sea, desperately hugging the last piece of wood.

Rou Rou's figure gradually faded, she seemed to have exhausted her last strength, she raised her head and tapped Yang Xing's eyes lightly.

Then, in Yang Xing's arms, she closed her eyes peacefully.

Yang Xing only felt that something in his mind was shattering.

He soon realized that it was Rourou and his envoy contract!

"No!"

Yang Xing quickly tried to reorganize the contract, but got no response.

The girl in his arms had dissipated, leaving only a white gauze stained with blood, tightly held in his hands.

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