Chapter Forty-Six: Xenomorph Soul Beasts
Zhen Ming walked to the spider web, shook his head and sighed, the money sword in his hand, blooming with divine light, swinging in the air;
"Whew! ~”
Two vertical slashes, cutting through the spider silk chrysalis, the two corpses fell to the ground, the flesh and blood molded lake, the faces were indistinguishable, all of them were corroded by the venom of the phantom demon, even the clothes were corroded and tattered, the eyes were round, dead and blind, and the body was stained with a lot of green mucus. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Huh! That's not right! Phantom demons don't eat dead things, when they are captured by phantom demons, they should still be alive, why are their souls gone? ”
Zhen Ming was surprised, couldn't help but sigh, frowned, meditated for a while, and then recited the proverb mantra:
"Self-cultivation and fire! The Monarch of the Heart! The kidneys are on fire! The sea of gas and the people are on fire! The Heart of the Heavenly Master! Condense Samadhi! The fire is coming! Destroy the evil and destroy the demons! Haste as a law! Chi! Cause! Samadhi is really hot! Appear! ”
Stretching out his hand to pinch the trick, the old technique was repeated, summoning the samadhi true fire, cremating the bones, because he was blocked by the illusion just now, delayed for about a quarter of an hour, the previous soul fog, has already flown far away, so, he can only do this, hoping to save the soul and save them from reincarnation;
Zhen Ming followed the lake fog and continued to go deeper, and after walking for long, he saw a gray-black dense fog, in which countless grimaces rose and fell, most of them were beast poisons, and there were several human faces, showing expressions of pain and struggle, both real and illusory, very weird;
"What is this?"
Zhen Ming muttered to himself, such a strange thing, Rao is well-informed, and he didn't recognize it for a while, but from the churning ghost fog, and the constantly transforming, painful and struggling human faces, it can be seen that this is definitely not a good thing;
"Fire of the Five Elements! Obey my orders! Heaven and earth are on fire! Runes are the guide! Spark Rebellion! Burn! Haste as a law! Chi! ”
Zhen Ming raised his hands, waved in the air, and drew a pattern of Tai Chi, two strings of purple talismans, flying out of the left and right cuffs successively, along the trajectory of Zhen Ming, flying in the void, rotating, turning into a talisman Tai Chi, slowly turning, the next moment, the flame rose;
"Whew! ~”
The talisman spontaneously combustifies without fire, the pale white flame instantly wraps the talisman, and the sound of the flame burning, at the same time, the talisman is all turned into a fireball, like the stars in the night sky, along the mysterious circular trajectory, slowly running, a flame Taiji, formed in an instant;
"Haste as a law! Chi! ”
Zhen Ming's right hand swept the dust lightly, and his left hand held the money sword upside down, pinched the sword finger in his hand, recited the proverbs, and pointed the sword at the tumbling ghost mist, which was composed of many fireballs, Taiji, immediately the fire was flourishing, and flew over with a roar, facing the ghost mist, when the hood was over, to suppress it;
"Buzz! ~”
A strange humming sound sounded, the flame Tai Chi, castration was blocked, hanging in the air, the fire swayed, shining;
"Wow! ~”
The strange and sharp sound, sounded out of thin air, seemed to come from the ghost fog, the sound carried a huge penetrating power, even the air was sonic waves, vibrating like a lake with waves, a faint circle of void ripples, scattered around the ghost fog as the center;
"Whew! ~”
The flame Tai Chi was extinguished in an instant, turned into talisman ashes and scattered, and after a while, it fell on the wet ground, as if it was extinguished by a pair of invisible ghost hands in an instant, which was very weird;
"Buzz!"
"Whoa! ~”
The Heavenly Master's suit, the Dharma Protector Mask, and at the same time lit up with a brilliant divine light, under the illumination of the light, a circle of sound waves visible to the naked eye was blocked by the divine light, even so, there was still a sense of danger, like a steel knife blade, instantly slashing through the heart of Zhen Ming;
"Soul Sonic ? Could it be... Ancient Xenomorphs: Soul Beasts? ”
Zhen Ming, who was shocked into a cold sweat, couldn't help but exclaim, his body involuntarily retreated, put on a defensive posture, the money sword was protected in front of his chest, and his right hand was raised in the direction of his back, ready to hit at any time;
"So, where am I breaking into? Shouldn't you die here, and your soul will have no way back? ”
Zhen Ming talked to himself, this is a good habit he has developed to endure loneliness and loneliness all year round, and talk to himself:
"Soul beast! That's it! Get out! ”
Soul Beast: There are spells that are ecstasy, and there are also magical powers of soul sound, which make a living by devouring souls, and can also control the body that has lost its soul through the soul mist, and the body of the soul is devoured by it, and it will generally become its temporary host under its control;
Ecstasy: The soul that is confused by soul fog makes the soul consciousness, unconsciously, become blurred, and even fall into a coma;
Soul Sonic Wave: The unique cry of soul beasts, with the strange ability to attack the soul, can be said: It is impossible to prevent it!
Zhen Ming only hesitated for a moment, then whisked the demon in the dust, shook his hand and threw it, the silk thread hung low, enveloping itself, rotating rapidly, the line moved into a surface, turning into a translucent white light mask, enveloping himself in it, and at the same time reciting proverbs, pinching the trick with both hands, and casting the magic seal;
"Soul Bell! The sound of the Netherworld! Sound Town Soul! Soul Bell! Suppress evil spirits! Haste as a law! Chi! ”
The soul suppression bell that had been suspended in front of the forehead suddenly bloomed with divine light, flew away in the air, and instantly expanded, like blowing, turning into the size of a grinding plate, shrouding the gray-black fog, suppressing it, wanting to repeat the old trick, suppressing and sealing the soul beast;
"Jingle bells! ~”
The mysterious bell sound, the crisp sound, under the brilliant divine light, the rolling sound waves, surging like a tide, suppressing the black fog;
"Whew! ~Woo! ~Wow! ~Roar! ~Yes! ~”
The sound of the ghost crying wolf howl, full of boundless poignancy, came out from the distorted black fog, and the black fog began to change constantly under the sound waves, sometimes turning into a tiger's head, sometimes turning into a grimace, turning into a wolf's head, the fog churning, gradually shrinking, condensing;
"Whew!"
The gray-black fog turned into a spear, breaking free from the shackles of the ringtone, piercing through the void and stabbing towards the underworld;
"Bang!"
Facts have proved that there is a reason for the inaction of the demon of the day after tomorrow, and the divine light flows with the silk thread, dissolving the fierce offensive of the spear, and the tenacious silk thread uses the power of rotation to remove all the power on the spear;
"Jingle bell!"
The soul bell chased after him, suppressed the soul beast again, and the bell sound turned into a burst of chanting sounds, dispersing and shrouding the fog around the soul beast, as if he wanted to repeat the old trick, put it into the soul bell, and suppress it;
"Buzz!"
The sound waves are layered on top of each other, shaking the void and distorting, rippling in all directions, like a surging tide, a wave of unsettled, wave after wave, one after another, one after another, as if endless, quickly disintegrating and fighting, the black fog that is condensing in life;
"Zizi!"
The ghost mist around the soul beast temporarily stopped churning under the sound waves, like water droplets on a soldering iron, quickly evaporated, dissipated, and was absorbed by the soul bell, and gradually increased the power of suppression under the force.