Sun's journey to immortality

The seemingly gentle words are full of firmness, and there is no room for refutation from others. The biggest supporter of this confidence is his strength, and the person who comes is the eighth level Nascent Soul from the royal family of the Tang Dynasty. Save monk.

The monks of the same level have never paid much attention to the Ghost King, especially when the two sides need to collide head-on. Under normal circumstances, the monks usually have an absolute advantage.

"Your Excellency, you want to intervene in this battle? I may not be your opponent, but I am not a being who can be manipulated without any resistance. How about giving this mid-stage Nascent Soul monk to me as blood food? , how about you and I break up?"

The fourth-level high-grade ghost king seemed unable to give in easily at this moment, but his original determination to win had already begun to fade.

"Hmph, you wantonly invaded the world of cultivation and massacred a large number of fellow practitioners. I am a late-stage Yuan Ying monk of the Tang Dynasty royal family. How can I watch all this happen and pay with blood? Don't you know the reputation of the Tang royal family? ?”

"Fellow Taoist, please feel free to leave. I have just recently realized the inheritance of a fourth-level high-grade treasure technique. I will experiment here today."

However, the eighth-level Nascent Soul cultivator acted confidently and took the initiative to bear all the hostility from the fourth-level high-level ghost king.

"I will evacuate first and congratulate fellow Taoist Tang on killing the powerful enemy."

Although Sun Mingsheng is not the opponent of the fourth-level high-grade ghost king, this is based on the level gap between the two sides, and he is not afraid of him at all.

Of course, he was not stubborn. He had a clear understanding of the situation in front of him and disappeared into the distance without any hesitation.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Sun Mingsheng had just left the place where the eighth-level Nascent Soul cultivator and the fourth-level high-level ghost king were confronting each other, but there were waves of earth-shaking and earth-shaking movements just a few miles away.

The aftermath of the battle also turned into different forms of power shooting out in all directions. At least hundreds of accidental injuries appeared around Sun Mingsheng. This kind of power was obviously not enough to cause too much negative trouble to Sun Mingsheng. , flames automatically appeared around them, turning into fire snakes to attack actively. After the two eliminated each other, they turned into balls of the purest power and dissipated between heaven and earth, unable to become any form of threat again.

"The eighth-level Nascent Soul cultivator and the fourth-level high-level ghost king are all the most outstanding beings standing at the top in this world. There are not many scenes of fighting, and it can be regarded as an opportunity."

"It is impossible to fish in troubled waters. If the fourth-level high-grade ghost king fails and is seriously injured or even dies, the impact on the ghost nest can be imagined."

Assessing the situation has always been one of Sun Mingsheng's best strengths. He has never been too afraid of potential opportunities and dangers.

I saw that his figure, who was originally focused on escaping from the Ghost Nest, shifted slightly and chose another direction. He tried his best to hide his aura and quietly observed the progress and development of the battle.

Of course, Sun Mingsheng never left the defense line too far away. Under normal circumstances, the eighth-level Nascent Soul from the royal family of the Tang Dynasty would most likely win this battle.

But there has never been a probability of victory for everything in the world, especially in the ghost nest, where various potential changes may occur. Sun Mingsheng must ensure that if other changes occur and the eighth-level monks of Nascent Soul are defeated, they can also Try to appear outside the defense line for the first time.

A monk, a ghost king. In the core of the battlefield, the fourth-level high-grade ghost king's body rotated on its handle and sprayed out a palm-sized lancet, and it frantically cut towards the eighth-level monk surnamed Tang Nascent Soul as if it was for free.

The other one was only larger than the pubic louse spirit insect, but it had a similar spirit insect on the face and bit at different places on the body of the monk surnamed Tang.

Every time these pubic lice spiritual insects bite, they will leave thumb-sized wounds on the golden defensive light shield outside the eighth-level monk named Tang Yuanying.

Although in the flow of light, every wound is in a state of rapid recovery without causing any form of trouble, the impact and weakening of the entire mask is clearly visible.

"The dignified fourth-level high-grade ghost king only has these methods in front of him. If he dares to wreak havoc in the world of cultivation at such a level, wouldn't he take the initiative to come to his door and slaughter him?"

After the eighth-level Nascent Soul monk had a certain degree of experience with the Ghost King's abilities, he revealed a sarcastic smile and spoke.

I saw his hands tapping each other gently, and more than ten apertures jumped up in an orderly manner from the ten fingers.

The width and size of each aperture also increased rapidly, and its diameter stopped at about ten feet. The ten apertures were connected end to end, each ejecting a huge force of attraction from it, aiming at the raging lancet. .

Under the pull of this force, the lancets melted into the mother's arms and disappeared like a lost child.

Once each aperture disappears, it never appears again. Each aperture is like a gluttonous beast that can never fill its stomach. It will not reject anyone who comes. Whenever a willow leaf flying knife disappears, the corresponding Above the aperture, there will be an additional layer of marks that seem to be there or not.

The attack from the fourth-level high-grade ghost king not only did not cause him any substantial injuries, but instead turned into pieces of great healing.

"The water of the underworld, come"

The fourth-rank upper-grade ghost king was naturally very dissatisfied with such a difficult situation. After seeing his face change several times, he seemed to have just made some kind of determination.

In a flash, the face of the Yuanying cultivator surnamed Tang had not yet woken up from the successful refining of the scimitar. A thick liquid with no source and no head but a dark color turned into a dark barrier, targeting the eighth-level Yuanying cultivator surnamed Tang and directly surrounded him layer by layer.

The water of the Yellow Spring comes from the Yellow Spring Realm. It can be said to be the fundamental factor for the continuous existence and improvement of the entire ghost nest. If it is in the Yellow Spring Realm, the water of the Yellow Spring is naturally not lacking, and the Yellow Spring River, as an existence that runs through the entire Yellow Spring Realm, its water flow is almost endless.

But in the cultivation world, it is a completely different situation. The Yellow Spring Water can only be drawn through the channel connecting the two realms by special means, and under the condition of limited quantity, most of it is needed to replenish the ghost nest and the blood pool.

As a fourth-rank high-grade ghost king, he can certainly make temporary deployments, but after the battle, he will also need to use his own mana as a price and use great magical powers to replenish them one by one.

The Yellow Spring Water comes from the Yellow Spring Realm, and it has the effect of corroding, freezing, and delaying the souls of cultivators. In the battle between cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, this moment of trance is enough to determine the direction of the subsequent battle.

"Bao Hulu, Bao Hulu, it's time for you to have a good meal today"