Chapter Forty-Three: The Spirit Demon Spear
The spear was more than ten zhang long, snow-white, exuding a simple and vicissitudes of life, just like an ancient magic weapon that had gone through hundreds of millions of years.
On the long blade, there was an extremely sharp cold light, and around the blade, there were traces of black, and it seemed that even the space was cut by the terrifying blade.
Endless dense patterns covered the entire body of the gun, and as soon as this gun appeared, it exuded an extremely majestic and domineering momentum, as if it was the king of this space!
After condensing this spear, Aunt Gongsun's face immediately turned pale. Obviously, she also reluctantly used this method.
Glancing at the quaint and domineering white spear with some awe, Aunt Gongsun reluctantly pointed at Chen Yuxiang, and an unhealthy flush appeared on her face, which turned out to be a lot of trauma.
The white spear was extremely arrogant and slowly retreated more than ten feet, slowly turned around in the air, and pointed its blade directly at Chen Yuxiang, and then suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Chen Yuxiang!
"Arrogant, how can I feel this way?" Chen Yuxiang looked at the white spear that occupied the entire field of vision, and his pupils shrank suddenly: "Could it be that this white spear actually has a soul?"
"Damn, it's spirit magic! This white spear actually has a trace of remnant soul in it!"
Chen Yuxiang felt the dangerous aura that was getting closer and closer, and roared in his heart. He had no doubt that his demon fairy golden body was not much different from tofu in front of this white spear.
The so-called spirit magic has been famous in the Kyushu continent for a long time.
On the Kyushu continent, in addition to the immortal ruins, there are also many other ancient ruins. In these ruins, many ancient weapons have also been found.
However, without exception, none of these weapons can be used. But the coercion emanating from it is simply impossible for ordinary monks to resist.
The magic of the Rakshasa Kingdom is mainly to imitate a certain magic weapon with spiritual power, and the higher the level of the imitation magic weapon, the greater the power of the magic. After many experiments, a genius magician at the Rakshasa Mage Tower has finally figured out a way to mimic ancient weapons. Later, it was discovered that when these ancient weapons were imitated, they were able to summon a trace of the remnant soul of these ancient weapons!
This kind of magic with remnant souls is called spirit magic, which is terrifying and powerful, and can at least increase the combat power of one level. For example, if a level 5 magician (that is, a Jindan stage monk) uses spirit magic, he can completely kill the opponent in the early stage of the Yuan Infant in seconds.
But fortunately, there are limits to psicos. One is that it cannot be used by magicians above the god transformation stage, the second is that every time it is used, it consumes at least one-third of the user's essence blood, and third, it is an ancient weapon, which can only be communicated by one person to obtain the qualification to use spirit magic. Once one person has successfully communicated, others will no longer be able to use the remnant soul of this ancient weapon.
The advent of spirit magic has only happened in the last thousand years. The power of this kind of magic is really strong and terrifying, if it weren't for these many restrictions, today's Huaxia Cultivation Realm would have long since ceased to exist. However, the appearance of spirit magic still greatly increased the strength of the Rakshasa Kingdom's cultivation realm.
Just imagine, a high-level Rakshasa magician in the refining period can use spirit magic when he is desperate, and he can completely threaten the Huaxia monks in the merger period, what a terrible thing is this?
Therefore, since the advent of spirit magic, the competition for ancient weapons has been the top priority of the confrontation between the two countries' cultivation realms.
"It's over, this woman is actually a spirit magician, Lao Tzu is going to plant it this time!" Chen Yuxiang was shocked in his heart, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a piece of green jade appeared in his hand.
"Thirty-six plans are the best plan, this one obviously can't be beaten, it's important to save your life!"
Chen Yuxiang trusted his instincts very much, and the appearance of this white spear made him feel irresistible. At this time, he already had the idea of beckoning Xie Luying to teleport out together.
"Huh?"
Taking out the jade slip, Chen Yuxiang's face changed suddenly, and the jade slip, which had been shining with a faint green light, was now unresponsive!
"I'm dizzy! What kind of spirit magic is this? This remnant soul is so powerful, it's ...... Even the space is imprisoned!"
At this time, Chen Yuxiang's eyes were dark, and there was only this white spear in his field of vision. He tried to dodge, but suddenly realized that he could no longer move. He wanted to summon magic weapons, but every magic weapon didn't respond!
Can't dodge, can't resist!
At this time, the spear was no more than a few feet away from Chen Yuxiang, and Chen Yuxiang was already powerless to react at this time, and even his mind began to be a little confused.
"Sneer......"
The spear had not yet touched Chen Yuxiang's body, and Chen Yuxiang's body was already cracked inch by inch, and countless tiny blood arrows flew out!
Chen Yuxiang suddenly had an illusion. The white spear in front of him suddenly became as tall as a mountain, and he was as small as a speck of dust beside the mountain. In the face of this white spear, he could hardly afford to resist. And his divine connection with all the magic weapons on his body has also been cut off, and the space has been imprisoned, so it is too late to teleport out at this time.
The endless momentum swept towards Chen Yuxiang, Chen Yuxiang felt that his heart was beating so badly that even his blood seemed to be boiling, and the mana of his whole body was even more uncontrollable and scurrying around, frantically impacting the meridians of his body, and the pain like a knife cut made Chen Yuxiang convulse all over.
Death is so close. Chen Yuxiang felt extremely desperate.
"I'm really unwilling! Qing'er, I said that I would protect you in this life. Master, I promised you to continue the sect here......"
"Could it be that the old man is really going to fall here today?" Chen Yuxiang thought unwillingly.
"No, never!"
Everyone who faces death will not be reconciled, right?
However, in the face of absolute power, what is the use of being unwilling?
......
In a gray space, there are many things in a mess. Elixirs, spirit stones, a few flying swords, all sorts of strange materials, and even a stove and a few bags of coke.
This is the interior of Chen Yuxiang's storage ring!
In an inconspicuous corner, there was something like an iron drill, densely painted with many notches.
This is exactly the mortal weapon that appeared in Chen Yuxiang's hand when he obtained this perfect body.
Since the bloody battle in Ningbo, Chen Yuxiang has never used this iron drill except for teaching Xiao San a lesson in Wudang Mountain. Because something that can easily cut a cut with a knife is naturally just a mortal soldier. And using mortal soldiers against magic weapons is nothing less than a very ridiculous thing.
However, just as the magic spear was about to pierce Chen Yuxiang's chest, the iron hammer that had been silent for many days suddenly trembled violently, and his whole body was even more radiant!
It's just that all this happened in the storage ring, and Chen Yuxiang naturally couldn't see it!
......
"Poof!"
In Chen Yuxiang's desperate eyes, the pebble-thick spear pierced into his chest without hindrance, and then flew out of his back.
Just as he had a hunch, the third-level demon immortal golden body was really as fragile as cardboard in front of this magic spear like an artifact!
Blood gushed out from Chen Yuxiang's body like a spring, and Chen Yuxiang only felt that the strength of his whole body was instantly drained. His heart also became extremely cold!