Chapter 127: Capture the Ink Crystal

Looking at the more than ten meters tall ink crystal in front of him, Wang Qingmin thought of two paths.

One is naturally a violent means, summoning the divine beast out, killing all the ghosts here, and finally destroying the ink crystal. The second way is to sneak over by yourself, and with the help of the divine beast, attack the ink crystal with all your might, which can also destroy it, but then there is the crazy attack of the Yin Spirit.

It would be great if this dark crystal could be stored in the backpack, just run away with it and let these ghosts be stupid.

However, this is very likely to be an unrealistic fantasy, and if you want to use mana in stealth and put away the ink crystal that is in operation, the system will probably not be able to do it. The storage bag may be able to put it away, but it won't fit.

Wang Qingmin struggled for a long time and decided to adopt the second plan, with the help of the divine beast, to attack the ink crystal with all his strength and destroy it directly.

This is the central area of the Yin Spirits, it is by no means like such a defense on the surface, some high-level ghost kings must still be hidden around, such a place where practice and defense are not wrong, how can those Yin Spirits give up.

Wang Qingmin quietly came to the side of this ink crystal and stretched out his hand.

As soon as my mind moved, a system prompt appeared.

"The item is in a special state and cannot be picked up."

Well, since that's the case, let's kill.

Wang Qingmin's heart was horizontal, and with a wave of his hand, a seventh-level divine beast appeared in front of him.

"Roar!" The divine beast instantly transformed into a combat state, and its tall body was bigger than that ink crystal. Naturally, Wang Qingmin also destroyed the effect of the invisibility technique because of his mana, revealing his figure.

The surrounding ghost king-level yin spirits were all stunned, even the four Yuan Infant Ghost Kings were no exception, with their wisdom, they really couldn't imagine that such a thing would happen.

"It's a human monk, kill him." In the end, it was a Yuan Infant Ghost King who reacted first, and it had already condensed into a Chengren form and let out a hoarse voice and shouted loudly.

As soon as Wang Qingmin appeared, he added a ghost shield and a sacred armor to himself and the divine beast, and then launched an attack on this dark crystal, and the divine beast was responsible for dealing with the Yin Ghost King outside.

I saw him take out his Infinite Fan and assassinate the swordsmanship.

A white light passed through this boulder and killed the ghost king on the other side.

Now Wang Qingmin is suffering from not having any kind of physical attack, so he can only use the Assassination Sword Technique one by one with the Infinite Fan.

The surrounding ghost kings all rushed over, but there was such a big man as a divine beast, and Wang Qingmin was very stable under its protection. Everything about the divine beast has been spread all over the high-level Yin Soul, and for this demon beast that can't even be touched, these ghost kings are naturally ruthless. And what they hated even more was the human who was now frantically attacking the Dark Crystal. Counting up, there are countless Yin Souls who have died at the hands of this human and demon beast, and there are as many as eight Guangyuan Infant Ghost Kings, and now it is known that the Yuan Infant Ghost Kings who were killed were all done by them.

"Below the Jindan period, all retreat." A loud shout came from outside, and eight more Yuan Infant Ghost Kings rushed over.

This is the backbone of the Nether's defense of this place, a full twelve ghost kings.

Since the appearance of Wang Qingmin, a monk who slashed the Eight Yuan Infant Ghost Kings, the defense here has directly increased from the original eight Yuan Infant Ghost Kings to the current twelve. But he didn't expect that even such a defense could not stop the human cultivator's infiltration, and he actually touched the side of the ink crystal, if he really succeeded, I am afraid that the entire Yin Soul Clan would be affected.

The divine beast that was in front of Wang Qingmin took all the attacks, and the amount of blood went down.

On Wang Qingmin's side, the gravel flew around, and pieces of ink crystals fell off the tall stone pillars, and then were put into the backpack by Wang Qingmin in the blink of an eye.

The blood volume of the seventh-level divine beast is certainly high, but it can't withstand the attack of the twelve primordial infant ghost kings, and those ghost kings take advantage of the rich yin spiritual power here, they don't care about the blazing flames spit out by the divine beasts, and they desperately resist the attack.

They are resisting hard, and so are Wang Qingmin's divine beasts. This deadly attack method of the two sides exploded the surrounding air with a roar, and one after another black light and fire light collided in the air, and countless black lights slashed at the divine beast, causing its blood volume to drop continuously.

In such a close battle, those Yin Ghost Kings of Jindan and below couldn't intervene with Ben, they could only keep hovering around the periphery of the battle circle, looking for an opportunity to make their own moves.

In just a few minutes, the blood volume of the divine beast was about to bottom out, and at this time, Wang Qingmin once again urged his mana and swung a blow towards the ink crystal stone pillar.

"Bang la la...... countless pieces of rubble fell from it.

Finally, from the middle of this graphite, a large slit was broken, and then the entire upper half of the graphite fell down.

The surrounding Yuanying Ghost King was in a hurry, and he was even more desperate to rush this side at the moment, wanting to snatch the ink crystal back.

The divine beast stretched out its neck and spit out a circle of blazing white flames, and as its head kept shaking, the flames formed a wave-like semicircle, burning the ghost kings who rushed over.

"Roar ......" the three ghost kings shouted, ignoring the flames on their bodies and continuing to rush forward.

The Yin Spirit Power in this place was too strong, which greatly reduced the flames of the divine beasts, and these ghost kings were only injured, but they could not affect them to continue fighting.

Wang Qingmin looked at the falling ink crystal, his heart moved, and he put it into his package before it hit the ground.

Now I'm afraid there is no time to continue attacking the ink crystal, the blood volume of the divine beast will bottom out immediately, and I will no longer have time to summon the divine beast, I am afraid that as long as the divine beast dies, even if it is only for a second, he will not be able to survive under the attack of the twelve Yuan Infant Ghost Kings.

Now the opponent's twelve Yuan Infant Ghost Kings are attacking with the help of the powerful Yin Spirit Power at this time, and they are really powerful.

Since there is no chance of continuing, let's withdraw.

Wang Qingmin's mind moved next, and the random divine stone was launched.

A lightning-like circle of light instantly enveloped him, and then with a "brush" sound, he disappeared on the spot.

The beast also disappeared, causing some of the attacks that came at it to fail, and some of them even slashed at the Ink Crystal, and in the frightened gaze of the other Ghost Kings, they cut off a few pieces of broken stone from the Ink Crystal.

The wind and rain stopped, and the twelve Yuan Infant Ghost Kings looked at the only half of the ink crystal stone left in front of them, and looked at each other speechlessly.

This human monk walked strangely, as if it had come from strange, without a trace of feeling.

It's like suddenly appearing out of the sky and then suddenly disappearing from the sky. Not only this human, but even the fire-spitting demon beast was the same, coming and going in an instant.

"Tell your adult about it right away." For a long time, one of the twelve Yuan Infant Ghost Kings trembled a little in his hoarse voice.

This time, the twelve of them still didn't wait to guard this stone of life of their yin soul, but it is conceivable that not only did they lose face, but I am afraid that it might also cause the anger of that adult, and directly give themselves a very severe punishment.

The twelve primordial infant ghost kings roared in their hearts.

Who the hell is this human? Who the hell is that monster?

Wang Qingmin flew to a country in the southeast corner of the Tianchen Continent with random divine stones. After determining his position here, Wang Qingmin calculated the time for his arrival in England, and if he flew at full speed, he could reach it in five to six days. If flying in stealth, it should be ** days.

Wang Qingmin's heart moved, and a fist-sized ink crystal stone appeared in his hand.

Leaving the formation, this dark crystal was similar to an ordinary black crystal, but it kept absorbing the spiritual power around it. Ten minutes later, this ink crystal stone stopped absorbing, and it seemed that the spiritual power it could store was also limited, and it could only be used as a hub for spiritual energy conversion, not as a storage of spiritual power.

Wang Qingmin looked at the ink crystal stone in his hand, used all the mana of his body, and pinched it hard, this ink crystal stone finally turned into a pile of black powder under such a powerful force, and a black yin aura emanated from it and dissipated around.

I have to say that this ink crystal stone is really hard, with Wang Qingmin's current strength, if you use the stone to pinch it, I am afraid it will not feel much harder than tofu, but such a small piece of ink crystal stone actually requires all your strength to crush it, which is really unexpected by him.

It seems that it will be very difficult to snatch or destroy the ink crystal from the hands of the Yin Soul like this.

Wang Qingmin's mind turned, and finally he used his stealth technique and flew towards the Yinglan Kingdom in the south of the mainland.

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