Sun's journey to immortality

The Ghost King's entry into the pagoda body was only the beginning, not the end. Sun Mingsheng could only feel the mana output in his Dantian Nascent Soul flowing out like crazy. The pagoda in the air was in the midst of a rapid rotation, mixed with a vague sound from time to time. The scream from the Ghost King.

With every scream, a strong Yin attribute force will be discharged from the seventh floor of the pagoda in time. These changes last for half an hour.

"Danglang"

After the rotation of the Linglong Pagoda body stopped, there was a clear sound of collision, and a bead the size of a thumb, covered with complex lines appeared in front of the eyes. It was the bead that had been forcibly condensed after the death of the fourth-order ghost king. It becomes an orb containing pure yin attribute power.

Apart from the orb in front of him, the only trophy this fourth-level low-grade ghost king had was a black flying sword that was still under the suppression of Zhao Tianyin.

"The fourth-level low-grade ghost king has limited strength and limited spiritual objects. He only has a fourth-level low-grade fake spiritual treasure with him. He is really a poor ghost from the underworld."

Sun Mingsheng casually suppressed it and sealed it layer by layer, then kept it in his pocket, leaving it to be exchanged into a suitable spiritual object at the right time in the future, or to be slightly modified and kept in the family. This can be regarded as consolidating the family's heritage and preparing for possible future occurrences. The third or even fourth Nascent Soul stage monks reserve a fake spiritual treasure for use in the transitional stage.

After all, whether a Nascent Soul monk possesses a fake spirit treasure will naturally have a very obvious impact on his combat effectiveness. The suffering he has experienced personally is naturally not something he would want younger members of his clan to experience again.

He did not stay here too long. After collecting all the loot, he chose another direction to continue moving forward. The battle just now was short and fierce, but the aftermath of the battle was also unconcealable.

According to Tang Mingran's introduction, there are at least thirty ghost kings in the ghost nest, which has a sufficient advantage in numbers. After feeling the aftermath of the battle, there is a high probability that they will be surrounded from all directions.

It is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. Although Sun Mingsheng has some confidence in his own strength, he can be in a situation of less against many. Once he is in a crisis and is lucky enough to save a life, the price he pays will be high. At this time, the best choice is to cause substantial damage to the Ghost King in the game.

"I got a fourth-level mid-level treasure elixir. Unfortunately, the ghost king's own level is too low, but he can only miss the thunder treasure talisman."

In Sun Mingsheng's mind, the fourth-level thunder treasure talisman from the royal family of the Tang Dynasty was the most attractive trophy.

The adaptability range of the Thunder Talisman is quite wide, and depending on the target, it only has more or less resistance, and can be used as a final means to defeat the enemy.

Of course, this kind of complaint and mood, which obviously involves a bit of getting a good deal, is destined to not last, and it will never have any negative impact on its subsequent actions.

After making several turns while moving forward, Sun Mingsheng continued to choose a fixed direction to move forward. His only goal was to avoid the possible siege of other ghost kings, thus putting himself in a dangerous situation.

"The Ghost King No. 31 died, and a new monk's aura entered the ghost nest. These Nascent Soul monks are like a bunch of leeks that cannot be cut clean, but each one is a high-quality blood food."

"These Nascent Soul Stage monks are nothing to worry about. We only need to kill and devour them one by one, so that our long-stagnated cultivation can move forward again. This feeling is quite intoxicating and we cannot extricate ourselves."

"I arrived at the realm of cultivation first and devoured the blood food of two Yuanying-stage monks one after another. With the effect of these blood-foods, I broke through the bottleneck and was promoted to the fourth-level mid-level ghost king. Every Yuanying-stage monk is walking 's treasure trove"

Where Sun Mingsheng was hunting the ghost king just now, three ghost kings soon appeared. The leader was a fourth-level mid-level existence. Whenever he mentioned blood food, he always subconsciously showed greed in his words. The look on his face clearly shows that this special taste and experience is still unforgettable to this day.

In a sense, the difficulties faced by ghost kings in cultivation are exactly the same as those faced by monks. Even because of their special life form, they are even more harsh than monks.

"Of course, Nascent Soul stage monks are at the same level as me. Each of them has excellent means to fight against the enemy. They must not be underestimated. So far, more than ten ghost kings have fallen in the battle, among which There are two fourth-level middle-grade ghost kings and one high-grade ghost king.”

"You must not act rashly. You must strictly follow the established rules. Although blood and food are good, life is the most precious."

The leader, the fourth-level middle-grade ghost king, warned earnestly that although there were many ghost kings in the ghost nest, once the losses were too heavy, the strength of the ghost nest would be severely weakened.

The three ghost kings soon followed the aura left by Sun Mingsheng and pursued them all the way. Although he was quite cautious on the way to escape, it was a pity that he was in an environment similar to a ghost nest in front of him. The monk's Existence is as conspicuous as a firefly in the dark night.

What's more, the Ghost King already occupies an obvious geographical advantage. With a few tricks, all the methods of concealing aura that Sun Mingsheng is proud of will be revealed one by one.

Under the pursuit of the fourth-level mid-level ghost king, Sun Mingsheng's various small tricks all lost their intended effect, and he went straight to his current location based on the aura left behind.

Sun Mingsheng knew nothing about the pursuit from behind. As he continued to go deeper, his eyes were staring at the ghost nest that was getting deeper and deeper.

"It looks black, but every strand of black is mixed with a little red. The cultivators who fell in the hands of the ghost king were actually forcibly connected and improved with the blood of the cultivators as the core"

"The potential of the fourth-level ghost nest has been exhausted. It is destined to be only a temporary residence for the ghost king. When its strength accumulates to a certain extent, these ghost kings will certainly rush up and forcibly occupy and transform a fourth-level spiritual mountain as the location of their nest"

Sun Mingsheng used his spiritual sense to explore the black and red mountain. Although there were some doubts in his words, his expression was quite firm.

Only at this moment did he wake up from a dream and truly understand the purpose of the three ghost kings who slaughtered a large number of low-level cultivators.

If the Tang Dynasty had sent a Yuanying-stage cultivator to support him in time, and successfully killed him and sealed the passage to the Yellow Springs, the current difficult situation would not have occurred.

"Blessings and disasters are dependent on each other, and disasters are the source of blessings. The mutual transformation between blessings and disasters is a very wonderful existence. If it weren't for the current difficult situation, I would not be able to appear here openly."