Chapter 43 Natal Aoi Hydrates Yin Thunder

Actually, but in terms of strength, Shui Jun is not weaker than the five ghosts, and even several times stronger, but he is helpless to be born with each other, this ghost is born quintuplets, and the five ghosts have the same mind, and what is even more rare is that each palm is a line, and the five elements gather and transform into wish, and there is no obvious defect, and although Shui Jun is an ancient scattered immortal, he has already died under the Nine Days Thunder Tribulation, and now what remains is only a trace of the primordial spirit left by his sacrifice to this Sumeru jade, and even his own soul is not stable, plus the consumption of thousands of years, it has already reached the point of running out of oil and drying up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the devouring soul of ten thousand ghosts, the gradual decline of the water monarch can be seen even by the ignorant Yang Fan, and the light around the master has dimmed a lot in a moment, which makes him anxious, and he only hates that his cultivation is too weak and can't help much.

If you admit defeat now and obediently offer the Yuan Soul and this ancient treasure to control the law, I will let you go, otherwise the taste of this Ten Thousand Ghost Devouring Soul will not be pleasant!"

"Little ghosts, what a big breath, hundreds of living souls, dare to call ten thousand ghosts? You are frightened to be an old man, see that I slaughtered your living souls and broke your foundation!"

"Come on, Master!" Yang Fan heard the domineering declaration of the Water Monarch, it was the joy of a turned serf singing, and finally he didn't have to die, "This master is really, this is all dying, and it is still hidden, it's too unusual!" Yang Fan said in his heart.

At this time, the ghost qi on the giant ghost ghost was very strong, and it exploded into five clouds of dark and rich ghost qi, tangled with the living souls dancing around, and killed the water monarch in five directions, looking from a distance, the five pillars of smoke were like five inky black dragons strangled towards the center.

"Okay, since you're the hardest-mouthed, I'll let you taste the taste of devouring ghosts again. The troll shouted.

Sure enough, at the moment when the Ten Thousand Ghost Devouring Souls controlled by the five ghosts themselves were cast, the entire space was churned by black clouds, and there was a ghost crying wolf howling everywhere, and even the temperature dropped by several degrees, and it seemed that it was below freezing all at once.

Immediately afterwards, I saw clusters of resentful spirits bubbling with black gas, with a terrible chirp, whistling in a neat and orderly manner towards Shui Jun, it seemed that they were going to tear Shui Jun and Yang Fan into pieces, and there was nothing left!

In order to protect Yang Fan, Shui Jun turned into a twenty-zhang tall water giant with a loud cry, and firmly protected Yang Fan behind him.

These resentful souls were made of human skins after the five ghosts were refined. A special container made of human bones and other special materials is stored and nourished, and then the cultivator is to keep killing, extract the living soul full of fear and resentment before death, torture the sacrifice with special methods, and seal it in the container for the five ghosts to devour and assimilate, and finally form a kind of resentful spirit in the body of the five ghosts, which has no mind and will only keep devouring and attacking, this kind of resentful spirit is usually used as the food or essence of the five ghosts, once the five ghosts are under great threat, they can be released in one go, driving them to frantically bite all living things.

And this kind of resentful soul is a condensed body of resentment, not afraid of any physical attack of slashing and axe, even if it is an ordinary energy impact, it is not enough to destroy it, unless the water monarch becomes a thing that is the sun of restraint, otherwise every resentful spirit, like a missile that will automatically track, will automatically chase you and fight, so you can't dodge it at all, you can only choose to resist.

That is to say, you have to fight against the tide of automatic homing missiles alone, and every automatic pursuit missile will also come with fear, weakness, erosion and other effects, so under normal circumstances, not to mention ordinary people, even if they are monks, until the Divine Soul Period, they can't resist the continuous attacks of so many unjust souls.

The giant that the Water Monarch turned into exploded the phantoms that surrounded him one after another, and the next moment, the resentful spirits that scattered into smoke condensed from a short distance away, roaring and pounced, frantically devouring the Yuan Spirit of the Water Monarch.

"Ah, ah, ah," Shui Jun looked up to the sky and howled in pain, his originally translucent huge body was crawling with resentful spirits, and the five ghosts were also hidden in it, tearing off a piece of Yuan Soul from Shui Jun's body from time to time and devouring it, letting out a strange laugh.

Yang Fan couldn't help it, ran to the well, bit his finger and quickly drew a water gathering talisman in the palm of his hand, and with a volley, a water arrow hit the water monarch who was wrapped in a black resentful spirit above his head.

With a whoosh, the water arrow passed through the impact it brought, opening a thumb-sized hole in the black mist, and before Yang Fan could see the situation inside, he was filled with black resentful spirits surging up around him.

The water monarch struggled to get rid of the entanglement of the resentful spirits, pinched the seal with his hand to break the void, and made a move to the well below, and the cyan seal led to a big river with rolling waves and endless sounds like a dragon absorbing water, appearing around him out of thin air, washing away all the resentful spirits that gnawed at him.

Yang Fan stood with his head up in a daze, only to see Shui Jun wave his hand on the spot, and the waves of the river surrounded him and set off monstrous waves in all directions, washing away the ghosts scattered in the sky, and rolling them into the river to suppress them.

"Old man, you can't drown us with this little bath water!" A blue figure appeared in the billowing black smoke, it was the water ghost, and there were other four-colored ghosts standing behind him, but compared to just now, their expressions were much more sluggish, after all, this soul-devouring technique that consumed the foundation of the body was not so useful.

The five-colored light in the sky turned, and the blue giant ghost eight or nine zhang high appeared again, it lay down on the river, opened its big mouth and sucked it, and the mighty river mixed with hundreds of resentful souls were swallowed by it in one go, and it changed into a giant of seventeen or eighteen zhang again, and stepped on Yang Fan with its feet.

"it, Master, help------" Yang Fan screamed and ran away.

Seeing the apprentice who was about to die, Shui Jun gritted his teeth, broke his eyebrows, and drew out a thumb-thick, one or two inches long silver bright mini water dragon, the water dragon just left the body, Shui Jun's originally tall body suddenly turned into a puddle of water, and exploded into water droplets in the sky with a bang, and suddenly dispersed, forming a water curtain covering the sky in the sky.

"Kwai Shui Elite, gather water into thunder, disease!" Yang Fan only heard the master's voice, his eyes were full of Dao Dao blue light flying out of the water curtain, shattering the surrounding void soul black smoke, not only that, that Dao Qingguang was like a dragon attacking all around, from a distance, I don't feel it, the closer the green light, Yang Fan's little face was frightened white, the blue light is not a little bit, each is at least three or four zhang thick, up to dozens of zhang, the electric light is entangled, the thunder roars, the power is incomparable, like ten thousand horses rushing towards the giant ghost.

"Ahh