Chapter 137: Prison Soul Chain
He is now bound by the Prison Soul Chain, and if he lets a stone fall on his body, his head will bloom.
The ape had a treacherous smile on his face, this physical nirvana was not unpleasant, no matter if he was a Jindan or a Daoist of Neidan, his physical body was weak, and it was difficult to die if he was drunk by such a big stone.
Looking up at the boulder that was rapidly freefalling, Tang Xian took a breath and said something in his mouth.
"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Root."
"Cultivating for hundreds of millions of eons, proving my supernatural powers."
"Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is the only one."
"There is a golden light in my body, covering my body."
"Daofa! Golden Light Mantra! ”
Airplanes............
A layer of pale golden true qi covered the latter in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, Tang Xian was like a little golden man standing in place.
At this time, the boulders of the cave also fell.
Bang!!!
Click-la-la-......
The hardness of the boulder was not comparable to the golden light spell, and it was suddenly torn apart, and one by one, the stone fell beside Tang Xian, scattered into small stones on the ground.
The ape was taken aback, "You human head...... How is it harder than a stone. ”
"Well, I'm iron-headed, no." Tang Xian teased the other party with interest.
The ape's face was not very good, and he said in his heart that such a big stone could not kill you, so change the method and fight directly.
The ape spared his life and didn't dare to go up by himself, so he waved his hand, "Give it all to me, whoever kills this calf's nose, I will set him free." ”
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There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, although Tang Xian's hand just now suppressed all the evil spirits with the "broken boulder on his head", but the ape was willing to give such a generous condition, they immediately stopped coercing.
More than 20 ghosts rubbed their hands beside the rock wall, eager to try.
"You want to kill me?" Tang Xian laughed.
"You can try."
After finishing speaking, Tang Xian glared at the many ghosts in the cave, and the fierceness revealed in his eyes suddenly frightened the ghosts again, and they stood still one by one, not daring to act rashly.
Tang Xian's elbow propped out slightly.
It's still hard to overcome that oppression,
The soul chain of the prison soul is very strong, and Tang Xian is not prepared to deal with the matter of the prison soul chain in advance, it is really difficult to get rid of it in a short period of time.
"You can get rid of it with pure yang skills, but it's easy to break the prison soul chain."
Tang Xian lowered his head and glanced at the chains tied to his body, and thought, "This thing is good, if you can get it, you will have another means to deal with the Yin Spirit in the future." ”
"Let's see if we can erase the imprint........."
As a result, Tang Xianming was confronting the ghosts on his face, and in private, he tried to erase the mark on the prison soul chain by means.
Everything was going well, no one bothered him, and his resistance to the Prison Soul Chain played a role, and he could already feel a little slack in his body.
"The Power of the Genshin !!"
Just when Tang Xian was about to finish, the ape frowned and noticed Tang Xian's abnormal behavior.
"I want to do something to my prison soul chain, hum, you think beautiful!"
The ape had a big hand, and in an instant there was an equally black stick in his hand, and there were many things like paper and feathers stuck to the surface of the stick, and there was a slight breeze, and the things pasted on it shook vigorously.
Tang Xian saw the weapon in the other party's hand, and immediately said in surprise: "Crying mourning stick? Where did you get so many terrible weapons? ”
The standard weapons of the ghost, the mourning stick, and the prison soul chain.
The Prison Soul Chain prevents ghosts from escaping and is used to lock up lonely ghosts.
The mourning stick is used as a punishment, which is a means of attack directly against the soul, and the soul that has been beaten by the mourning stick will soon become unstable, and the soul will be scattered after a few strokes.
Looking at it this way, Zhang Xuedong didn't lie to himself about everything.
No wonder this ape beats the ghost with a stick, they will be so afraid, it turns out to be a mourning stick!
Tang Xian immediately scolded: "You are a little mountain spirit and wild monster, you dare to take things that are bad for ghosts, you are so bold." ”
"Hmph, I'll use it here, where can the ghost find me, besides, kill your little calf's nose, who can tell the ghost about me here."
After death, the soul will return to the underworld, according to the meaning of the ape's words, it is to prepare that Tang Xian will not be able to go down to the underworld, and he will not be able to go to the underworld, there are only two possibilities.
Either the soul is imprisoned, or the soul is scattered.
The ape howled a few times, and then ran towards Tang Xian with a wave of a mourning stick, the ape was nearly three meters tall, with long legs and a thin waist, and after four or five breaths, he came to Tang Xian, raised the mourning stick and hit it hard.
Tang Xian was imprisoned by the speed of the soul chain, and his movement was inconvenient, so he could only twist his feet and fall down with his body tilted, so as to avoid the attack.
But he underestimated the decisiveness of the ape's attack.
After failing to strike, the ape immediately changed the attack angle of the mourning stick, and swept the backhand towards Tang Xian's stomach with another stick.
Bang!!!
This time, Tang Xian didn't dodge, and his stomach was firm.
A muffled sound sounded on his belly, and then Tang Xian flew out upside down and smashed his back against the stone wall.
Tang Xian's physical cultivation is more perfect than anyone else's, but only the half bucket of water cultivated by this Yuan Shen is swaying, and the tenacity of the Yuan Shen in the Jindan realm may only be as strong as that in the Inner Dan realm.
The Golden Light Spell has little defense against this kind of orthodox ghost immortal weapon.
When he was touched by a mourning stick, he suddenly felt unbearable pain all over his body, and for a moment his whole body seemed to be on fire, but fortunately, that feeling only lasted for a moment.
Tang Xian was in pain, and his nose exhaled leisurely.
Uh-huh~~~~
"It's not a big problem, I should be able to top a few more ......"
"If you get beaten three or four more times, you should be able to get the prison soul chain."
Tang Xian tilted his shoulders and got up from the ground.
"Two more hits, and I'll press you in the pit and feed you, believe it!"
The ape's expression was complicated, "Why is your calf nose so disgusting, you are really a Taoist priest?" ”
"Hehe, I also think it's a little disgusting to feed you, so ...... Let's change it. ”
"Beat your out, then beat you in, and finally hit you with your."
Tang Xian grinned, "How?" ”
The ape scolded, "If you are uncle, you will die!" As he spoke, it jumped towards Tang Xian with a mourning stick in hand.
Swing a stick diagonally,
Tang Xian squatted down, tilted his head, and dodged perfectly.
The ape fell, and the backhand was another stick.
Tang Xian had a little more eyes this time, he expected that the other party would repeat his old tricks, so he immediately stepped a little and jumped to the side hard.
Perfect dodge again.
The ape snorted, was tricked twice, his three-meter-tall face was covered with shadows, turned his head and ran towards Tang Xian, scolding: "Hide, I'll let you hide!" ”
This time Tang Xian didn't hide,
There's no need to hide.
He freed up his hand and pinched the finger of his sword.
Whoa.........
The chains wrapped around him swam like snakes and swam away from his legs.
After getting rid of the restraints, Tang Xian's right hand moved, and a heavenly mark appeared in his palm.