Sun's journey to immortality

After personally exploring the ghost nest, Sun Mingsheng already had a relatively accurate guess about the strategies and plans of the Tang Dynasty royal family.

Therefore, after the battle just now, he did not hesitate at all, and immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed to the defense line outside the ghost nest.

No matter what strategies the Tang Dynasty royal family has, they can never directly block the monks from evacuating the ghost nest. With two Yuanying late-stage monks sitting in the defense line, the safety is naturally safe.

"In addition to Tang Liaoran and another Yuanying eighth-level monk, there may be Tang Dynasty royal monks with higher cultivation hiding in the dark to observe"

"I don't know if there will be a fifth-level ghost emperor in the ghost nest, which can compete with the gods in the head-on battle"

During the evacuation process, Sun Mingsheng did not give up on making various speculations based on the little information he had obtained so far.

As time passed, Sun Mingsheng was getting closer and closer to the defense line established by the royal family of the Tang Dynasty. However, when his eyes had already found the location of the defense line, a gust of evil wind rushed directly from the front.

A man who looked roughly like a monk, with no black Yin Qi wrapped around his hands and a pale white palm without any sign, directly covered Sun Mingsheng's abdomen about three inches above his dantian.

Originally, these hands were heading straight for his dantian, but at the most critical moment, Sun Mingsheng relied on his own instincts and his body dropped a little, luckily avoiding the vital point.

The fireworks barrier was always attached to his body, floating in front of his chest as soon as he felt danger, and became the first line of defense to block these two palms in time.

In Sun Mingsheng's past battles, the fireworks barrier, the only defensive magic weapon, had saved him from various dangers several times.

"Crack"

When this pair of pale hands came into direct contact with the fireworks barrier, a clearly visible crack appeared on the core of this fire-attributed defensive magic weapon that had resisted powerful enemies several times during the past practice.

This pair of pale hands seemed to contain endless power. After shattering the fireworks barrier with one blow, the remaining power still penetrated into Sun Mingsheng's body without any obstruction and raged.

This power was obviously unexpected. Sun Mingsheng was attacked and retreated, and blood spurted out of his mouth. The defense line that was originally close at hand also disappeared quickly in his eyes. At the moment of being attacked by this force, he almost lost control of his body.

"Why did the fourth-level upper-grade ghost king appear here so quickly? Coincidence or ambush?"

While Sun Mingsheng was retreating rapidly, he just hurriedly refined a treasure pill to stabilize his injuries, and his main energy was placed on thinking about the reason why the fourth-level upper-grade ghost king appeared here.

Of course, compared to this reason, he is more focused on thinking about the subsequent escape plan. In a direct confrontation, he is definitely not the opponent of the fourth-level upper-grade ghost king. The difference in strength between the two sides can be said to be the difference in strength in this light palm.

The fourth-level upper-grade ghost king has appeared here, and his goal is naturally quite clear. If he wants to get away smoothly, he will naturally have to pay a little price. A battle between the two is indispensable.

"Zhaotianyin, go"

It is not polite to come without returning the favor. It has never been Sun Mingsheng's character to just take a beating without fighting back. Even if he knows that he is not an opponent, he still needs to keep making some tentative attacks.

The quality of this fourth-level lower-grade fake spiritual treasure itself is beyond doubt. It is among the best in the same level, but the enemy he faces today is also extraordinary.

With the support of sufficient mana, the Zhaotian Seal spun wildly and headed straight for the fourth-level upper-grade ghost king. However, the distance between the two sides was still more than a hundred feet. The Zhaotian Seal, which was originally aggressive, was like falling into a quagmire. Every step forward required several times the power. For a fake spiritual treasure that was in the process of attacking, it was like a balloon trying to fly while leaking air. The result was doomed to failure.

"Dang"

The fourth-level upper-grade ghost king clapped his hands lightly, and the Zhaotian Seal completely lost the last support of power and fell to the ground. It seemed that under the erosion of a certain force, Sun Mingsheng had lost the proper connection with the fake spiritual treasure and could not perform remote control and mana support at all.

"Since you have entered the range of the ghost nest, and you are using your weapon to kill four fourth-level low-grade ghost kings so openly, are you ready to pay with your own life?"

"But it is a bit of a waste to die with such a solid mana. If you are willing to transform into a vassal ghost king, you can save your life."

The fourth-level upper-grade ghost king seemed to have some appreciation for Sun Mingsheng. He did not beat him when he was down, but killed him directly in a few seconds. The seemingly sincere recruitment made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"How can a dignified cultivator like me transform into a vassal ghost of others? If you have the ability, just kill me. Don't bluff me with words here."

"The True Yang Thunder, explode"

Sun Mingsheng didn't care about anything else at all, and decisively sacrificed two fourth-level middle-grade True Yang Thunder treasure talismans obtained from the royal family of the Tang Dynasty.

This kind of thunder is completely different from ordinary thunder-attributed talismans. Thunder is the most powerful and yang existence. The most yang true thunder is formed by extracting the essence of thunder and forcibly condensing it. It has more outstanding effects in warding off evil spirits.

Zhiyang Zhenlei suddenly appeared, like a dazzling stream of light suddenly erupting in the dark night, and the stream of light itself has certain additional effects. The aura permeating the ghost nest instantly seemed to be restrained and quickly moved toward Dissipated behind.

As a fourth-level high-grade ghost king who withstands the main attack and corrosive power of Zhiyang Zhenlei, his original black clothes also had large and small wounds, and streams of black liquid with a fishy smell continued to spurt out from it.

"Zhiyang True Thunder, a fourth-order mid-grade thunder attribute treasure talisman. Human monks really have accumulated quite a lot of treasures. If it is a fourth-order high-grade thunder attribute treasure talisman, this ghost ancestor will naturally need to stay away, but it is not enough in front of him. This ghost ancestor is afraid, but congratulations on your success in irritating this ghost ancestor. Today, I have no choice. Only by swallowing all the blood and food into my belly can I relieve the hatred in my heart."

The fourth-level high-grade ghost king who was suddenly attacked by thunder was naturally on the verge of bursting into rage. Under the gathering of yin-attribute power, his hands, which had almost turned into white yang, were once again on the verge of collapse. It could be said that he had failed in his efforts.

"You want to kill my human monks wantonly, but you are a bit arrogant. You are only a fourth-level top grader. What qualifications do you have to become an ancestor here? You are so ridiculous."

Just at this moment, a figure of a human monk appeared.