Chapter 95 Soul Sculpture

The royal ghost Taoist held a dim spiritual stone in his hand, and a trace of ruddy rose on his pale face. He looked at the black blood fog, and his eyes were full of tension.

Thousands of ghosts are the most desired idea in people's hearts with ghost gas, which makes people gradually become addicted to it and unable to extricate themselves. The ghost Taoist can't see through what Zhou Xing thinks. Naturally, he is a little worried. If Zhou Xingdao is firm, the role that this thousand ghost array can play will be minimal.

However, as time goes by, the heart of the ghost Taoist gradually relaxes. In the illusion array, the longer you stay, the deeper you fall into.

"It's almost a column of incense. After a column of incense, no matter how good he is, it's just the meat on my cutting board, let it be slaughtered." The ghost Taoist calculates the time in his heart.

For a moment, the ghost Taoist's face showed joy, "A column of incense has arrived!"

He relaxed his heart and waved his sleeve robe. The black blood fog suddenly spread towards both sides, and a figure appeared in the middle, Zhou Xing.

"Impossible!" The royal ghost Taoist looked at Zhou Xing in disbelief. Unless his realm far exceeds him, at least to build a foundation, it is absolutely impossible to stay in it, and it will be okay.

However, Zhou Xing was looking at him desperately at this time. The sobriety in his eyes was clear at a glance, and he was absolutely not affected by the thousand ghosts.

"Go to hell!" Zhou Xing shouted, with his left hand and his two fingers and sword, Yuan Jian reappeared, and the three-foot sword front rushed directly to the ghost Taoist with a sharp roar.

Zhou Xing did not stop. His right hand was in the air. Dozens of fallen leaves on the ground were sucked into his hand, and then Zhou Xingshou waved it violently.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Dozens of fallen leaves fly like sharp arrows to the ghost Taoist. This is picking leaves and flying flowers! It's from Xiang Qin's skills.

He used two kill moves in a row, but Zhou Xing still did not stop. He had a sword in his hand, and the shadow step was used to the extreme, and he went to the ghost Taoist.

At this moment, a rune paper appeared in his hand and waved directly at the ghost Taoist.

This is a middle-level trapped beast charm. Only ten spiritual stones are exchanged for one. The target is limited to the same place with the power of earth and cannot be moved. The middle-level trapped beast charm, even if the middle-level monk is bound by it, he cannot move in a short time.

A cold light flashed in Zhou Xing's eyes. He knew that the Royal Ghost Taoist is a high-level monk. What he wanted to do was not to trap the other party. As long as this middle-level trapped beast charm can slow down the Royal Ghost Taoist, all the killing moves he issued will be bombarded.

These three moves are all the tricks of Zhou Xing! Three moves come out, this is Zhou Xing's real murder!

The royal ghost Taoist suddenly came to his senses from the shock. Seeing that Zhou Xing bombarded three times in a row, he was ready to dodge as soon as his feet moved, but at this moment, his body was like a mud, and his action became difficult.

Seeing the charm in Zhou Xing's hand, the ghost Taoist's face changed, and the middle-level trapped beast charm! Seeing that the three moves arrived, the ghost Taoist's face was solemn, but he did not panic. Together with the secret, a thick layer of black fog came out of his body, like a wall, blocking in front of him.

"Wow" countless ghost babies stretched out their heads from the black fog and screamed at Zhou Xing.

The speed of Yuan Jian was extremely fast, and it arrived in the blink of an eye. It pierced the wall formed by the black fog ghost baby. The golden light splashed everywhere, and the screams of the ghost baby sounded one after another.

There was a look of regret on the face of the ghost Taoist, but he still quickly stretched out his right index finger and bit it. Zhenyuan pressed it. A small injection of blood from the heart shot out, turning into countless blood into the black fog. Suddenly, inside the black wall, the excited screams of the ghost babies became much bigger. , hindering the entry of Yuan Jian.

At this time, dozens of sharp arrows from fallen leaves have arrived and hit the black wall. Peng! Peng! The Zhenyuan in the fallen leaves exploded like a fireball. With Zhou Xing's ability to temporarily reach the peak of Qi, this picking of leaves and flying flowers must not be underestimated.

In the black fog, the ghost baby screamed repeatedly. After a while, the black fog faded a lot.

The ghost Taoist ignored it, and his whole body was full of vitality, and he broke away the power of the trapped beast charm little by little.

"Brush!" Zhou Xing had come closer. Zhenyuan was transported into the sword and directly inserted into the black fog. He even gathered a large number of Zhenyuan with one hand and patted hard at the black fog.

"Bum!" A large area of black fog scattered, and even the ghost babies in it were directly destroyed.

"Wow..." The rest of the ghost babies screamed in fear and stepped aside, revealing a blank, opposite the body of the ghost Taoist.

"Sword curtain!"

Zhou Xing waved the sword formula with his left hand, and the Yuan sword inserted in the black wall made a crisp sword chant, which rotated directly in the black fog. A dozen little ghost babies could not dodge, and were directly cut into two halves by the Yuan sword and disappeared.

Zhou Xing inserted the sword directly from the empty space of the black wall. He was about to insert it into the chest of the ghost Taoist, but he saw the ghost Taoist roaring. When he was in danger, he broke free from the shackles and avoided it.

But he still took a step slower. Zhou Xing's eyes flashed, and his sword was cut off from the shoulder of the ghost Taoist. One of his arms was cut off and splashed blood.

"Ah!" The ghost Taoist shouted in pain and quickly dodged to the side. With a wave of his hand, the black wall turned into black fog again and entangled with Zhou Xing.

Countless ghost babies came out of the black fog and bit Zhou Xing. Zhou Xing cut it with his sword, but the ghost baby turned into a virtual and dodged.

"Break the illusion!" A little golden light appeared in Zhou Xing's pupil, but he could see the reality of the ghost baby clearly. He waved his sword and cut it repeatedly, and the ghost baby was constantly eliminated.

Taking this opportunity, the ghost Taoist has reached more than ten feet away. He connected his fingers on his broken arm, stopped the ejaculation of blood, looked at Zhou Xing with a ferocious face, and shouted, "Kid, I definitely want you to survive, die!" After saying that, he pinched the formula with his hand, showed reluctance in his eyes, and said fiercely, "Soul explosion!"

Suddenly, the black fog trembled and then contracted rapidly.

Zhou Xing's heart is a warning sign, and a sense of danger is born from his heart. He had another rune in his hand, the middle-order diamond rune, which was also ten spiritual stones. For him, with the help of small porcelain pieces, he did not worry about the spiritual stone at all, and used the charm without scruples. If he was an ordinary monk, even if he had tens of millions of spiritual stones, he would never dare to use it at will.

When the black fog contracted, all the ghost babies sucked the black fog into their mouths, but it soared. Immediately, there were cracks in the bodies of these ghost babies and exploded.

All this is slow, but in fact it's just a short moment.

"Puffy! Peng! Peng! ..." With a continuous roar, the roar continued. In the forest, the gray soil was permeated, a scorching air dissipated, and the vegetation several feet in radius turned into coke, all of which were offset by the middle-order diamond symbol.

However, the voice from the soul explosion, the desperate ghost scream, was more difficult than the explosion, which made Zhou Xing spit out two mouthfuls of blood, his face pale, and Zhenyuan also lost less than 20% of the loss.

The ghost Taoist also spit out his heart and blood. This ghost baby is the foundation of his magic. Although it can be refined again in the future, it is quite uncomfortable at this time. In addition, his arm has been broken, and his strength has been greatly reduced. He stared at the smoke caused by the explosion and said in his heart, "Even if you don't die this time, there should be only one breath left."

For a long time, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the ghost Taoist and Zhou Xing's eyes came into contact with each other, full of anger and hatred.

There is a touch of surprise in the eyes of the ghost Taoist, and this boy can still persist! His heart was solemn, there was one more thing in his hand, and his eyes flashed.

This is a tiger-shaped statue, only the size of a fist. It looks majestic and looks like a living thing.

Zhou Xing stared at the statue, and there was a trace of fear in his heart, as if he was looked at by a real tiger and wanted to swallow himself. How is that possible! Zhou Xing was surprised. Not to mention that it was just a statue, even if a group of real tigers appeared in front of him, he should not feel afraid.

The ghost Taoist touched the statue with his hands, and the reluctance in his eyes was stronger, which seemed to be much more cherished than those ghost babies. If it hadn't been for the critical moment, he didn't want to use this treasure. However, he must kill the boy in front of him. He can not only be discouraged, but also get the storage ring and maybe how many top-quality elixir there are. Thinking of this, the ghost Taoist is about to use this thing.

"What the hell is this?" Zhou Xing held his breath slightly and didn't dare to be careless. He believed that his feelings would not be wrong. This thing was far more threatening to him than those ghost babies, and the two were not at the same level at all.

"This is a soul sculpture, which is attached to the statue with the elixir of monsters and souls for people to drive. This method has too many limitations. It not only requires statues made of suitable materials, but also has a success rate of less than one layer, and the power will become smaller and smaller with the number of times it is used. This tiger eagle should be transformed by a monster with foundation strength, not what you can deal with with with your current strength. Let me be a teacher." Qi Yun's real voice suddenly sounded.

Zhou Xing looked at the tiger eagle carefully. In addition to his surprise, he was also relieved. Since the master spoke, he was not in danger.

"Ky! Let's die!" The ghost Taoist threw the tiger eagle at Zhou Xing, waiting for the tiger eagle to come out and clean up Zhou Xing.

However...

The ghost Taoist stared wide, and his eyes almost fell from his eyes. He saw that the tiger eagle did not take shape at all, but flew straight to Zhou Xing's hands. This... completely stunned the ghost Taoist.

"Who do you want to scare with a fake wood?" Zhou Xing smiled, regardless of the corners of his mouth, still bleeding a little.

The ghost Taoist suddenly shook all over, his eyes bulged, and he fell straight up. His breathing was gone. It seemed that he was more angry to death.

Zhou Xing listened sideways and made sure that the ghost Taoist really stopped breathing, and his nervous mood was finally relaxed.

The applause came from a distance, and it turned out to be two feet away.

This is a middle-aged man with a round face and looks fat, like Fu Shen. He smiled and clapped his hands and said, "It's really wonderful! It's really a lifetime to be lucky to see such a wonderful fight.

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