Chapter 90: The True Exorcist

The cultivation of the corrupt spirit body is not high, only the first big man who appeared with a child standing on the shoulder of the axe in both hands is the Four Spirit Realm, and the three spirit bodies that appear later are all at the peak of the Three Spirit Realm.

Liu Shanlin looked at the man in black standing behind the flag, still chanting words in his mouth, and he couldn't help frowning.

The decaying spirits that emerged from all over the place approached the top of the mountain where the willow mountain forest was located, and although their cultivation was not high, their number was really huge.

The spirit body has an immortal body, and unless its entire body is shattered in an instant, it cannot be regenerated, so if Liu Shanlin wants to destroy the flag in the hands of the man in black, he must smash the three big men of the Three Spirit Realm and the Four Broken Mirrors with one blow.

He felt the change in the momentum of Qin Feng and Lu Moqing in the cave, he could only let Bai Feng continue to follow Lu Moqing, the number of spirits was huge, if there was no Bai Feng's assistance, Lu Moqing might be quickly overwhelmed by spirits over time.

"Thousands of spirits in the Soul Banner can't die if they don't believe in you." A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the black-clothed mantra, and he had stopped chanting the incantation, and the spirit flag was in his hand.

Liu Shanlin was startled, and then squinted his eyes and stared at the flag in the hand of the man in black.

The flag is pitch black, the flag is printed with some intricate patterns and charms, and the tip of the flag is tied with a red rope, which is as gorgeous as blood.

There was a prohibition around the body of the man in black, and Liu Shanlin's magic thoughts could not get into it, but the cold aura of the flag still came to his face. Although the flag was thick and gloomy, Liu Shanlin still found that this was not the spirit flag of the Exorcist Hou, but just an imitation of it.

Despite being an imitation, the momentum it has is not to be underestimated, and the number of spirits it summons at the moment is huge.

Liu Shanlin can't be allowed to think too much, the spirits are constantly coming out, there is no end, and if this continues, the situation of Liu Shanlin and the others will become more and more dangerous.

Liu Shanlin held a long knife in his hand, and the Qingying Sword Technique slashed out, and the spirits collapsed one after another.

The three peaks of the Three Spirits Realm and the Great Han Spirits of the Four Spirits Realm hid behind many spirits, and when Liu Shanlin wanted to accumulate strength again, they approached and attacked.

They didn't entangle, and they hurriedly retreated when they couldn't hit it, and Liu Shanlin wanted to catch up, but he was soon surrounded by those spirits.

With the passage of time, Liu Shanlin had a few more deep scars on his body. The flesh was torn apart, and the blood that flowed out was a dull black-red.

Liu Shanlin felt the rotten aura that permeated the wound, and he could only separate some soul mist to resist it, otherwise the wound would only become more serious and could not heal on its own.

Liu Shanlin swung his knife and spun, and the surrounding spirits were all cut in half, and just as they were quickly healing, the sword qi erupted one after another, instantly shattering them.

After being entangled for a long time, Liu Shanlin stood with a pestle and breathed heavily. The surrounding spirits still emerged from the ground, letting out a soft whimper and slowly approaching the willow mountain forest.

Qin Feng, who was guarding the entrance of the cave, was scorched black all around, and the smell of the burning spirit body was pungent and unpleasant, and he couldn't help frowning.

The spirit was surrounded by a black mist, and hidden in the mist were decaying flesh and bones. As long as the flesh and skin are injured by it, the decaying qi will gradually spread, and it can only be annihilated by the soul mist.

At this moment, Qin Feng's body was bursting with crimson flames, and his sleeves and hair were flying in the flames. Ordinary spirits were reduced to ashes before they could touch him. He has few scars on his body, but the consumption is huge, and it is difficult to continue to support him if he continues like this.

And Lu Moqing in the cave was scarred, his face was pale, and wisps of black mist began to appear at the wound. Mo Ran was seriously injured and had returned to his soul to recuperate.

Bai Feng also had several scars of different shades on his body, he spat out white soul mist, and said in a low voice: "You take a rest first, and leave it to me here." ”

Lu Moqing nodded, the rotten aura had already soaked into his body, and if he didn't stop it, he was afraid that it would hurt his lungs, and if it was serious, it would even lead to death.

Lu Moqing sat down cross-legged, handed over his back to Bai Feng, and used the little soul mist left in his body to suppress the rotten aura that was eroding flesh and blood.

Liu Shanlin swung his knife out, and a sword qi slashed straight away, and the spirit body in the place where it passed let out a painful whimper and then quickly collapsed.

After swinging this knife, Liu Shanlin's body squatted slightly, his breathing accelerated, and he held the handle of the Qingying Knife with both hands, and slowly accumulated strength again.

Seeing this, the three spirit bodies of the Three Spirit Realms hid among the many spirit bodies and quickly approached the Liushan Forest.

They felt that Liu Shanlin's aura was rapidly weakening after this knife, so they wanted to take the opportunity to inflict a heavy blow on him.

The great men of the Four Spirits Realm followed behind them, revolving around the willow mountain forest.

The three spirits followed many ordinary spirits and pounced towards the willow mountain forest together.

Just as they were about to touch Liu Shanlin, Liu Shanlin raised his head, the corners of his mouth upturned.

The man in black hurriedly waved the flag in his hand, trying to manipulate them to retreat quickly.

But it's still a step too late.

Liu Shanlin's body was full of light, and countless thick vines drilled out from under the ground, instantly piercing their bodies, and then tearing them hard, and the spirits were torn into pieces and dissipated into the air.

Liu Shanlin looked at the four spirit realm masters who appeared beside the man in black and sighed softly, and actually let him run away.

In fact, this place has already been planted with soul mist in the willow mountain forest, and when the man in black relaxed his vigilance, he used these vines to destroy the spirits of the three three spirit realm and four spirit realm masters in one fell swoop, but unfortunately the big man was extremely vigilant, and at the last moment, he exchanged life for the price of one arm and one thigh.

Liu Shanlin looked at the child standing on the big man's shoulder, only to see that he was still giggling, and the black mist gathered from all around him had penetrated into his body, and the mutilated body of the big man under him was healing rapidly.

Liu Shanlin manipulated the vines to wantonly tear at the spirit bodies that had gathered again, and then he clenched the hilt of the knife, pointed his toes to the ground, and his body shot straight out.

The big man roared angrily and met with an axe, and the child on his shoulder slapped his head with an excited look.

Liu Shanlin's body was filled with sword aura, resisting those cold mist. The Immortal Blade spread out as quickly as a ripple of water.

Soon the two collided together, the collision of the knife qi and the black mist produced a huge coercion, Liu Shanlin's hair was blown up, and the hosta emitted a cyan light.

The man in black standing not far away felt bad, and just as he was running the soul mist to escape, a golden bell fell from the sky and instantly enveloped the man in black.

The surrounding spirits suddenly stopped moving, as if they were frozen, and no more spirits appeared from the ground.

Seeing this, Qin Feng and Bai Feng used the last remaining soul mist, a burst of fire rose into the sky, Qin Feng stomped on the ground with both feet, and a circle of flames spread out in an instant, and the spirits everywhere they passed turned into ashes.

White Wind stepped on the breeze and rose to the top of the cave, then spat out a cloud of white mist from his mouth, which spun and swirled, smashing into the ground, rapidly expanding into a tornado on the way. The surrounding spirits were swept up in it, and were reduced to powder under the cutting of the wind blade.

And on the side of Liu Shanlin, the sound of tapping kept coming from the body of the Hidden God Bell.

Liu Shanlin lifted the knife and split the big man in front of him in two, and sprayed the black viscous liquid.

Liu Shanlin came to the Hidden God Bell, pressed one hand on it, and the knife qi drilled into the body of the bell.

There was a terrible roar from the Hidden God Bell, the body of the bell kept shaking, and the soul mist of Liu Shanlin's whole body kept pouring into the bell.

After a while, there was no movement in the body of the bell, and Liu Shanlin felt the black-clothed man inside who had been shattered by the sword qi through the body of the bell, and exhaled deeply.

Liu Shanlin took back the Hidden God Bell, only to see that the Soul Conjuring Flag was not completely damaged under the cutting of the knife qi, but the charms and patterns engraved on it became dim, and the flag of unknown material was cut in half by the knife qi.

Qin Feng and Lu Moqing sat on Bai Feng's body and came to the top of the mountain, and when they saw the Liu Mountain Forest with their backs to them, they couldn't help but exclaim: "Brother Liu, be careful behind you!" ”

When Liu Shanlin heard this, the sword qi condensed behind him, and before his body could twist or rush forward, he was stabbed into the flesh and blood by a black dagger.

Liu Shanlin swung his knife backwards, and the people behind him quickly retreated.

Liu Shanlin pulled out the dagger behind his back and knelt on the ground in an instant, dark red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

It almost stabbed into the heart, if it weren't for Liu Shanlin wrapped in knife qi, Liu Shanlin would probably be lying on the ground at this time.

Liu Shanlin stuck the Qingying Knife on the ground, holding both hands on the hilt, and all the soul mist in his body was resisting the rotten aura left behind by the dagger.

The aura left behind by this dagger was extremely rich, and some black mist had already emerged from Liushanlin's wound at this moment, and the black strips spread to Liushanlin's body like veins of leaves.

Liu Shanlin spat out a mouthful of blood again, and looked at the child standing on the shoulder of the big man a few steps away with cold eyes.

Bai Feng and the others quickly came to Liu Shanlin's side, Qin Feng looked at Liu Shanlin, who was pale and had a weak breath, stretched out his hands and stuck them behind his back, and kept conveying life qi.

The black mist around the child standing not far from a few people gradually dissipated at this moment, revealing a young and gloomy face.

He was short in stature and dressed in black. The face is immature, the pupils are dark, and the skin is snow-white. He stood not far in front of a few people like this, his eyes were cold and playful, looking at Liu Shanlin, who had a weak breath, and said slowly: "Surprised? ”

Liu Shanlin coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his gaze gradually drifted.

Although Liu Shanlin had a guess, he was still overshadowed by this real exorcist at this moment, although he was on guard, he underestimated the means and cultivation of this exorcist to hide his breath.

He actually appeared behind Liu Shanlin silently, if it weren't for Bai Feng and their reminders, Liu Shanlin would have been pierced by that dagger.

Judging from the momentum emanating from his body at this moment, this spirit exorcist cultivation is at least at the high level of the Four Spirits Realm.

"Strip me of the sword path luck, and I'll spare you a life." The voice was chaotic and hoarse, like a dying old man and like a child's childish voice.

Although Qin Feng and Lu Moqing's spiritual qi were supplied, Liu Shanlin's breath was still getting weaker and weaker, and the rotten aura left by the dagger was getting richer and colder, and the flesh and blood of Liu Shanlin's wound were constantly corroded.

The corners of the exorcist's mouth curled: "Although it is troublesome, it is not impossible to take it by yourself." ”

As the words fell, he raised his hands, and the few remaining spirits around him turned into a black mist and melted into his body.

He let out a giggle, and his momentum quickly increased.

Liu Shanlin coughed and said, "Stop him." ”

Qin Feng hesitated for a moment before withdrawing his hands, and the blazing flames around him rushed straight towards the spirit exorcist......