Chapter Ninety-Three: Confucianism, Taoism, Grammar, and Golden Thunder

"Yang Xuan, Meng Ke and other senior brothers and sisters are trapped by him, absorbing essence and blood and soul qi, he is delaying time"

Bu Feng sat paralyzed on the ground and shouted in a deep voice, intending to wake him up, in case this demon succeeded, and he couldn't say that his party, including Yang Xuan, would be planted in his hands. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Xuan took a look and saw the blood-red blood cocoons around the Sanzhang boulder, full of evil aura, which made him particularly unhappy, and he frowned inadvertently, and the thunder surrounding him seemed to be a little irritable at this moment, ready to move.

Seeing this, the eclipse ghost looked suspicious, the cultivator who can control the thunder itself has a great restraint power on him, since ancient times, this thing is the nemesis of evil things, without exception, he is now just a yin spirit, and he was able to recover his consciousness only a few years ago, if it weren't for some blind demon beasts entering the formation and providing them with bloodline essence, he would not be able to suppress the cultivators.

Although most of them still relied on the power of the formation, it was also seen that he was weak and tight, and his strength was equivalent to the cultivation of the cultivator's cultivation of the peak god Nian Zang, provided that he controlled this blood sacrifice soul array.

"Damn, if it were the past, why should I be afraid of these small ......"

The devastating ghost was angry in his heart, but he seemed to have made a decision, "If you can get the essence blood and soul qi of these monks, although it is difficult to shape the Yin soul body, it will be much stronger than now......

As soon as he thought of this, the eclipse ghost smiled, and the illusory palm inadvertently clenched slightly, and the light of the blood cocoon behind the boulder not far away was instantly restrained and more and more intense, but no one paid attention to it through a barrier.

Then, he looked at Yang Xuan floating in the sky, "Is it you, the doll, who broke my big array?"

"Your big array?" Yang Xuan chuckled, "Although you are clumsy, you can also see that with your strength, you can't even touch the corners of this formation, even if you are victorious......"

"Hmph, clever tongue, it seems that the current juniors don't know what it means to respect the teacher, so I'll teach you a good lesson on behalf of your master."

As soon as he spoke, the illusory arm that had hung down by his side was instantly raised, and the dim blood of more than a dozen blood cocoons on the other side of the three-zhang boulder suddenly swelled, and the hoarse and terrible shouts of human monks came from it, visible to the naked eye, the slightest strange energy gathered on the boulder in the center at an extremely fast speed along the lines, and then steamed up, pouring into the body of the eclipse ghost.

His figure began to slowly solidify, different from the previous illusion, what caught everyone's eyes was not the appearance of Lin Ming, the core disciple of the Heavy Martial Arts Sect, but turned into an old man with a slender body, his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were full of coldness, his sackcloth robe, and his beard was white.

The mutation of the blood cocoon alarmed everyone, and the cry was so miserable that it sent chills down the spine.

"Rain, quick, attack pattern" Bu Feng hurriedly shouted, but his physical weakness could no longer allow him to make the slightest attack.

"Hey, hey, it's late, you little ghosts have good strength, but this experience is too lacking," the eclipse ghost smiled fiercely, his expression full of hideousness, "I originally planned to use your flesh and blood soul energy to help me condense the yin soul body, so that I can completely get out of this damn place, but unfortunately I miscalculated"

Sure enough, Luoyu's powerful attack hit the lines, but it didn't have any effect, and it seemed that as the Yin Spirit Body of the Eater condensed, the protection on the blood cocoon was also strengthened a lot.

Seeing this, Yang Xuan's face also became solemn, and now the momentum of the old man in front of him was even more incomparable than his illusory body in the past.

"Are you ready to sacrifice your flesh and soul?"

The ghost's voice was sharp and hoarse, like a ghost, and his body instantly blurred, and it actually increased its speed to an incredible realm, and suddenly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Yang Xuan's eyes suddenly widened, and in a hurry, the soles of his feet thundered, the brilliant golden rays flashed, and his body instantly moved horizontally, and a palm appeared where he was originally standing, and the blood-colored sharp nails seemed to be about to grasp the space, and the sharp crown was golden and iron.

"The reaction is not slow...... The evil ghost roaring wind claw" roared out, and the dry claw projected a scarlet phantom, like a skeleton, and the hollow and dark mouth faintly emitted the sound of a violent wind whistling, with an incomparably evil aura, and suddenly attacked Yang Xuan, who was still in a state of dodging.

"Making ink" Yang Xuan has experienced countless battles large and small, whether it is a competition, life or death, he is no longer the beginner who has zero actual combat experience in the past, and shouted in a deep voice, the dust pen in his hand is shining with thunder, the true yuan is turned into ink, and a little rich golden mangs are all over Zhou Tian in an instant.

Raising the pen and pointing at it, the golden light was like a meteor, attacking the hideous skull, and the popping sound resounded continuously, impacting it with thousands of holes, "explosion" With this sound, the attack of the devastating ghost was instantly disintegrated, and the skeleton was crushed into nothingness.

"Come and don't be rude, you also take my trick"

Yang Xuan smiled, and the dust pen slid in a mysterious trajectory, and the tip of the pen was stained with rich golden thunder, as if it was soaked in ink, "Confucianism and Taoism grammar, meteorite"

Between the strokes of the pen, the vast sky is tiled into a huge scroll of scriptures, with a solemn atmosphere, and the small characters like stars are all over it, which is extremely extraordinary.

The golden thunder was instantly restricted, and with the strange pause of the mortal dust pen, the words imprinted in the void were like meteors falling, each carrying an incomparable aura of majesty, and it was imposing.

The eclipse ghost was stunned for a while, although the power of the move had not yet been experienced, but the awe-inspiring and powerful momentum contained in it was really felt by it.

"This ...... This is "The eclipse ghost was frightened in his heart, gritted his teeth and raised his arms high, and his originally condensed limbs instantly exploded into mist, and the yin qi bursted, and then his face tightened, as if this move was a little painful, he didn't expect that this monk who could control the thunder could also have this kind of extremely restrained move.

The hoarse voice of the "Ghost Mist Miasma" let out a scream, and the front of the eclipse instantly condensed into a thick protection, and the gray-black mist swirled, and there seemed to be a ghost moaning in it.

Like the melting snow of the spring sun, this ghost mist miasma only lasted for a moment before it collapsed under the method of the meteorite full of heroic righteousness, and the eclipse ghost hid in a hurry, and the arms that had just condensed were contaminated with golden light, and exploded into nothingness again, and a terrible scream filled the entire field.

The coverage of the Meteorite Law is not small, the blood cocoons on the ground are affected by this, the light is dim, the circulating blood halo is almost stagnant, and some of the figures in the blood cocoons are struggling even more violently.

"Bastard! Little doll is a good thing for a bad old man"

The eclipse ghost shouted angrily, and all the body except the head exploded, and the thick gray-black mist floated, as if adding some toughness to the blood cocoon, and the blood instantly swelled, and it was difficult to block all the falling golden "stars" in the sky.

The attack on the vein by the rest of the people present returned to its previous state without harming a single bit.

The illusion of the eclipse's body lasted for a long time, and it seemed that the attack it had suffered was a bit nerve-wracking, making it difficult for it to maintain the "damn yin state" of its solidified body

"Junior, don't think you're going to eat the old man" As soon as the words fell, the eccentric gave up the condensation of his body, and the only remaining head instantly exploded, recovering its previous form again, and the scattered mist suddenly changed its shape, faintly turning into a hideous skeleton's big mouth, and the deep darkness was weird.

As soon as the voice of "Soul Eater, Soul Eater, Charming Sound" came out, it was fascinating, and the whole world seemed to be reverberating with a creepy tune, and there was an inexplicable burst of panic and fear in my heart.

Yang Xuan frowned, in his eyes, tangible sounds came and went, like a tide, hitting the eardrums of the people present, and several disciples with a slightly worse heart screamed, rolling on the ground with their heads covered, looking like crazy.

"Hahaha, let the old man sink into fear"

"Sonic attack?"

"Something insightful!"

Yang Xuan snorted disdainfully, ignoring the ghostly sound that resounded in his mind, the mortal dust pen flipped over, and the swirling thunder suddenly gathered at the tip of the pen, using the true yuan as the ink, the heaven and the earth as the paper, and the wrist was hanging and grasping.

muttered to himself, "The pen is benevolent, and the mind is born from the heart" For a while, the heaven and earth were filled with a huge benevolent word, and the solemn and majestic voice of the sages overwhelmed the evil ghosts, and the fear in everyone's hearts gradually turned into invisible, and the chest was filled with an indifferent artistic conception, and the heart was full of gratitude.

The old thief who had turned into a mist was even more like a thunderbolt, his body almost collapsed, and the sound of the sky was instantly defeated, and he re-condensed his body, much thinner than before, and now it was almost nothing.

Hearing this, the people in the dozens of blood cocoons seemed to have regained their senses in an instant, and struggled frantically with them, and suddenly there were a few explosions, and the stronger Meng Ke, Cao Rong and others took the lead in breaking free, but they fell to the ground, their breath was sluggish, and their faces were terrible.

"Senior Brother Meng Ke......"

"Senior Brother Meng Ke, how are you?"

Everyone who had recovered from the strange sound attack was overjoyed when they saw this, and at the same time they were worried.

At this moment, the shattering of the blood cocoon was not so simple, the eyes of the eclipse ghost in mid-air suddenly opened, and a trace of blood qi in his body overflowed with a drop of silver light, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The mist around the ghost tumbled violently, and then dissipated a lot, and for a while, it seemed that there was no trace of it in mid-air.

Yang Xuan also saw the changes of this old thief, his heart was full of joy, and the thunder in his body surged, and he drank "pen and book wisdom and law, and conquer the soul"

The mortal pen in his hand instantly swelled, and the vast golden thunder entangled, condensing into a powerful hammer phantom, shining with golden light, and slammed down.

On the other hand, the eclipse ghost, the thin almost incomparable body seems to be really difficult to react, the damage caused by the broken blood cocoon can't help but destroy the already fragile body of the yin spirit, and the sound attack secret technique that he is proud of has also been investigated, if nothing else, it is considered his own bad fate, and he has met a nemesis.

is close to life and death, but there is more indifference "Golden thunder, Haoran righteousness...... Many restrained me, defeated unjustly, white old monster, I will die under your calculations after all"

"Huh?"