Chapter Twenty-Eight: Ghosts Run Wild and Resurrect!
After the huge ghost head burrowed into Han Bufan's body, it frantically sucked his divine soul.
This ghost king-level ghost creature was indeed in the stage of serious injury, so Han Bufan's divine soul had tremendous nourishment for him, which could help it recover from its injuries quickly.
This kind of method is the same as the previous centipede essence, and the pain caused is even more unimaginable, Han Bufan didn't expect that he would suffer the same torture again so soon.
"Who told you to suck his soul!" Su Qianmo's eyes froze, and his left hand clenched into a fist. Some kind of contract takes effect, and the ghost thing is injured and injured, and the whole body becomes a little transparent.
Su Qianmo still didn't hurt his life, she just wanted to have fun.
At the moment when the ghost king's body dimmed, the tentacles holding down the dark star couldn't help but loosen. The dark star took the opportunity to break free, leaving a white trail in the air. The Spirit Sword Protector, with one sword, will cut off all the tentacles that are entangled with Han Bufan!
The next scene surprised Su Qianmo, and even gave birth to the idea of taking the dark heart as already there!
I saw the dark star take advantage of the momentum to turn, leaving a bright white trail in the dark hole. Then the tip of the sword stabbed into Han Bufan's chest like a comet.
There was no blood splashing, only the dark star with the ghost head rushed out of Han Bufan's body, and finally slammed diagonally into the ground.
Su Qianmo's eyes sparkled as she looked at the dark star, and she was sure that this must be a peerless sword. She has a special fetish, as long as it is strong, beautiful and unique, she wants to keep it for herself. At this moment, Dark Star's performance has been deeply imprinted in her heart, and she must get it no matter what!
Originally, she still wanted to try Han Bufan's details to see if there was anything else of interest, and finally use the Star of Chenhai to print his eyes. But the bright performance of the dark star made her change her plan, and everything was dominated by the dark star.
The ghost head that was fixed on the ground let out a roar, and black gas gushed out from its body like a tidal wave, leaving no effort to rush the dark star embedded in its body.
Han Bufan jumped up and took the dark star. Faced with the black qi surging like a tide, he used the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique to slash out the attacking black qi one by one.
The black qi gushed continuously and continuously, and the Liuyun Sword Technique couldn't cope with this situation at all, so gradually the black qi was in the upper hand again. However, Han Bufan has learned all the Xuan-level swordsmanship that can be learned in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and one of the Blowing Rain Swordsmanship can just adapt to this situation.
The sword was like rain, and all the black qi that came was cut away.
Black gas surged, and the sword flashed. The two sides are at a stalemate.
Su Qianmo watched with interest, and after the two parties were deadlocked for a while, she couldn't see it interesting, so she put her hands behind her back to seal and secretly urge the contract.
Prompted by the contract, the ghost head continued to condense and evolve into a terrifying skull.
This contract is forcing the Ghost King to burn what little soul power he has, and according to his injuries, it will be wiped out no matter what the end result.
Han Bufan is already trying his best to parry, and now the opponent has another burning buff, where can he still parry.
As soon as this ghost thing broke out, Han Bufan guessed that Su Qianmo had made the ghost.
Now he kept recalling in his mind, what else could he hold on to at this moment. In his impression, the jade pendant was useless, and other than that, he really couldn't think of any other tricks he had.
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and Su Qianmo didn't give him a soul bead before!?
The Soul Bead glowed with white light, so it could be seen at a glance in this dark environment.
But Su Qianmo immediately caught his eyes, and with a beckon, the soul bead crossed a white trajectory in the air and fell into his hand.
"I'm grass!" As soon as Han Bufan burst into foul language, the ghost thing showed its might. Countless tentacles that were more condensed and thick than before restrained Han Bufan again, and the dark star was firmly pressed to the ground again.
There was a strong suction force coming from the tentacles that bound Han Bufan, and it wanted to suck Han Bufan's divine soul again to nourish itself.
Su Qianmo didn't want to hurt Han Bufan's life, so he urged the contract again, wanting to forcibly terminate the ghost behavior. But no matter how painful the ghost skeleton was, it didn't stop for a reason, but instead intensified, absorbing Han Bufan's soul even more greedily. For it, if it is not nourished by a large number of spirits, it will surely be destroyed. At the moment of life and death, how can ghosts really give up their lives?
"Damn!" Su Qianmo gritted his teeth, and the sixteen spirit swords hanging in the air pierced into the ghost skeleton with a single brush.
The ghost skeleton erupted with a hiss, the black gas gradually dimmed, and the dark star faintly had a tendency to break free. But as soon as the ghost skeleton was injured, the suction on the tentacles did not decrease but increased. For a moment, it stared at it again.
"How can this guy have so much soul power!" Su Qianmo slashed out a tentacle that was attacking him, and looked at Han Bufan, who was screaming continuously.
Han Bufan's black hair turned white in an instant, and then dyed back to black in an instant. The black and white colors kept changing, and the black qi of the ghost skeleton became more and more condensed.
Gradually, the sixteen long swords were all engulfed in black gas, and Su Qianmo couldn't recall them even if he wanted to. Things seem to have gotten bigger.
Su Qianmo's eyes glowed with blue light, and the pupil technique was opened. In her eyes, Han Bufan's soul was as ethereal as smoke, and as majestic as water, which was extremely weird.
Su Qianmo's eyebrows were raised, and he was surprised: Fortunately, this guy still has a divine soul magic weapon to protect his body, otherwise he would be in trouble. But... If this ghost king continues to suck the power of the divine soul, his injuries and strength will soon recover!
When it regains its strength, she won't be able to control a ghost with the strength of a primordial infant at all! At most, she can rely on the contract to stop her from hurting herself.
It's a must!
The gossip disc came out of his hand and hung above the skeleton. In the Bagua Plate, the Yin and Yang instruments rotated wildly, and one by one the mysterious formations were unfolded in the rotation.
After condensing the thirteen formations, these formations were suppressed in turn. Large and small, like a bell struck by a monk.
Her saber flew out of its sheath and swirled in midair, releasing a series of crescent-moon blue sword qi. The sword qi was hidden, and it easily cut off the tentacles that bound Han Bufan.
At this moment, the sixteen spirit swords were still in the body of the ghost skeleton, and they should be combined with the inside and outside of the gossip plate. In the last Bagua Array, a brilliant white light erupted. As soon as the black gas touched the white light, it hissed and dissipated.
In the end, sixteen spirit swords burst out like streamers, stabbing the ghost skeletons to pieces.
With a move of white light, the ghost king was wiped out.
"Hmph, are you okay?" Su Qianmo moved in front of Han Bufan and stretched out his jade hand.
Han Bufan slapped her hand away with a palm and shouted, "you! You want to kill me!"
As soon as these words came out, Han Bufan's eyes suddenly saw that in the black qi that had originally dispersed, a little black gritty thing fell. The grit fell to the ground and bounced gently, coming close to each other to coalesce.
"Dare to yell at me. Su Qianmo's eyes widened, and she retorted angrily: "Forget the previous Fu Liyou Body Formation, you won't be in danger of declaring it with it!"
"Hmph!" Su Qianbao gritted her teeth fiercely and tightened her eyebrows. No one has yelled at her when she is so big, but now that she is yelled at by Han Bufan, she is naturally shocked and angry.