Chapter 146: Ghost Beast

After careful calculation, there are more than 700 martial artists who have reached Juexianling, and only more than 200 warriors who can enter the seven portals, and the remaining 500 people died under the bloody light outside.

Less than ten people have stepped into this red portal, but after multiple experiences, those who can survive are those with profound cultivation. Moreover, the situation in the portal is unknown, and it is full of murder everywhere.

Shen Chong turned the true gas into a shield, hovered in front of him, pulled the sleeves of Li Yinping, and walked to the depths.

In the passage of step-by-step crisis, the hidden breath has little effect, and all mana is suppressed. Even if it is invincible, it is believed that it can escape.

On the Juexianling, the seven portals were closed, and the blood color of the sky began to gradually fade. A mass of black gas came out from the ground. In Jiejie's strange laughter, it gathered into a figure. The magic spirit was not suppressed by Juexianling. A fishy red tongue poked out, more than ten feet long, and rolled up several bodies on the ground. Come on, the black gas wrapped room, unexpectedly swallowed it, and the teeth bit and creaked, which made people creepy.

"Hey hey, it's a good blood food. Although the essence has been dispersed, it is still a great tonic!" The thing that didn't know whether it was a ghost swayed slowly on the mountains. In a short time, it swallowed up the corpses all over the mountain.

Half an hour later, the black gas turned back, and the magic gas was much more dense. The figure shook and showed his real body. It was the ancestor of Beiming who appeared under Lei Ze. At this time, his cultivation had recovered a lot. The magic gas was strong and turned into reality. Unexpectedly, he had broken the control of the development of the swallowing array, and also came to this unique. On the fairy mountain.

In the passage, Shen Chong walked cautiously, and a group of ripples waved in the air. From time to time, he heard a thud in his ear. It seemed that something was stepping forward, giving people a kind of shock.

In the darkness, the roar kept roaring, as if the ghost in the dark was hovering and shuttling, and the cold air blew behind his neck from time to time. Even if Shen Chong's heart was full of goose bumps, Li Yinping was even more unbearable, but a heart support was not extinguished, and his footsteps kept firmly following Shen Chong.

Wow!

A sharp wind blew down from the top of his head. This is not a ghost, but a demon spirit. In this dark place, there is no beast, but for a long time of yin qi converge, there must be demons and elves condensation. Shen Chong felt the gloomyness of this breath, and he has long been on guard against it. He pointed up, and a thunder had already emitted an electric light. Thunder is the most restrained against yin demons.

After the electric light, the cloud dissipated, and a wolf's face was exposed, with black air in his mouth. He stepped on the fog on his four feet, and his eyes emitted a miserable green light.

"The Ghost Beast!" Shen Chong said secretly that it has been recorded in some chronicles that they converge in the yin qi and are uncertain in shape, but most of them are like tigers, leopards and jackals. Walking in the fog can also atomize the body and appear uncertainly.

This kind of demon, one or two is not terrible, but if thousands of demons appear at the same time, it is extremely difficult to deal with, shadowless and invisible. It feeds on the essence and wears out the yuan god. If the ghost enters the body, it is extremely difficult to expel it, and even has the possibility of being taken away.

With the light of thunder, five or six yin qi appear from time to time in the distance, and there must also be ghost beasts.

Shen Chong's face showed a solemn look, and Li Yinping also said silently and secretly held the Wanlong Fu magic sword in his hand.

Whoo-hoo!

The wolf-shaped ghost beast did not dissipate. After being hit by the thunder, it only lost some vitality. After a moment, it turned into a wolf again, making a low whimper. Infected by this sound, there was also a deep roar around. The sound came one after another, and the waves dispersed. For a moment, the channel was full of the sound of the ghost crying wolf. I'm afraid it sounded no less than thousands.

This is a little troublesome. I don't know if those people who just entered have escaped the attack of the ghost beast or are dead, but now, they can only break through.

Shen Chong pulled Li Yinping's arm, protected the top of his head with a flying shield, opened the way with a small thunder technique, accelerated under his feet, and suddenly rushed out.

Although the thunder can restrain the ghost, the yin qi can also drown the thunder if it is too heavy. Thousands of ghost beasts rush down. No matter how deep Shen Chong's cultivation is, he can't escape the fate of falling. Li Yin's bottle of Wanlong Fu Magic Sword has also taken action, turning into a hundred dragons and roaring out. Each dragon is entangled with a ghost beast, and Wanlong Fu Hundreds of dragons are refined in the magic sword. Like the ghost beast, they are all soul manifestation, and entangled together can also resist for a moment.

Shen Chong took a deep breath and hit all the Thunderbolts he carried on his body. Thunderbolt, a primary hidden weapon, is easy to refine, but it is not powerful. Even psychic-level warriors are rarely used. However, Shen Chong knows how to win by quantity, no matter how low-level things are, he is afraid that the number of Thunderbolts from the killed enemy is extremely large. In order to be impressive, tens of thousands of them have been emitted during the roaring, and the sound is extremely powerful. The fire is soaring to the sky, and the sound of explosions is endless. Immediately after that, there are dozens of small thunder techniques, pure yang true meaning, thunder and ghosts, and suddenly hit a path.

"Go!"

Shen Chong shouted, waved his big sleeves, rolled up the Li Yin bottle, and the cloud boots flashed under his feet. This unsuitable magic weapon was made by Shen Chong in Yuque City in his early years. After having the magic suit, he rarely used it, but now he can't fly. With it, it can also reduce the consumption of meat and body strength.

Stab!

It seemed that the curtain was torn, and the dark shadows were scattered layer after layer. Countless ghost beasts screamed sadly, and the sound of ghost howling alone shocked people.

Fortunately, Li Yinping's spiritual power has grown greatly. In the two days on this immortal ridge, although he could not absorb the ancient ruthlessness, with the help of the killing spirit in the mountains, she also achieved twice the result with half the effort. At this time, the spirit in her mind is more solid, and she can reach the edge of breaking through the refining level. Otherwise, this soul cry alone will I can't stand it.

Shen Chong and Li Yinping protected their minds with true qi. The little thunder and Wanlong Fumo sword opened the way and rushed forward. With Shen Chong's consciousness, they could rush out of the encirclement of ghost beasts with no more than dozens of feet.

Suddenly, the change was sudden, and a figure came straight in like a knife light.

Shen Chong was shocked. What kind of person is this? In this way, isn't he looking for a dead end? But when he saw this person's face, he understood in an instant.

The man's face was expressionless, and there was no trace of anger. His face was pale, and there was a gray color in his eyes, like a refining corpse, but there was a sound of breathing in his nose.

The ghost takes away!

This unlucky martial artist has been deprived of his sage by the ghost beast. The ghost beast is born from the gathering place of yin qi. It can't be separated from the nourishment of yin qi for many years. If you want to leave, you must find a body and take away the reincarnated, but this also requires the ghost beast to open up its intelligence and have the qualification of self-cultivation.

Unexpectedly, for thousands of years, a ghost beast with high intelligence can be born in this dark place.

In the face of this knife-like figure, Shen Chong didn't think about it. He just patted it with one palm. The power of the dragon-shaped virtual shadow in Dantian was gathered in the palm wind, and a dragon shadow behind him gradually floated.

This dragon-shaped shadow is also extremely mysterious. It seems to be born from the dragon soul ball and gathers the space power of the dark night fog sea and grows, but it does not blend with the dragon soul ball. The two are a Dantian, a brain, far away.

The dragon-shaped virtual shadow is coiled in the nine seas of gas, always absorbing the true qi in the sea of qi. It seems to be a bottomless hole that is not filled with enough. Any amount of true qi can be swallowed. As a result, half of Shen Chong's hard-working true qi is swallowed by it, but if necessary, it can feedback its strength.

The power of that palm is no less than that of dozens of refining masters at the same time, like a green dragon, roaring out, and Sen Sen's fangs bites on the robbed warrior.

The ghost and the body must have a period of time to run in, and the cultivation will definitely decline, and with the body, it can withstand its own attack power. In a sense, the strength of the ghost beast after the sacrifice is weaker.

Touch!

The figure flew out and hit the stone wall heavily. The sad cry of the ghost beasts around it was even more powerful, and the sound of ghost crying and wolves echoed in the whole channel.

A dark shadow appeared from the warrior's body, revealing a woman's face with a look of fear, and her head was about to fly away.

The ghost beasts are mostly based on the beast's body. This dark shadow is strange. Shen Chong did not hesitate. His body is full of true air and protects himself. The dragon-shaped virtual shadow behind him rises again. The true spirit gathers in the palm of his hand, and a big hand flies out and grabs the dark shadow.

Roar!

The surrounding ghost beast screamed more fiercely. Shen Chong's heart moved, and his palm was stronger. Could it be that this ghost beast incarnated as a woman was the key?

"Hundreds of dragons go to sea, dragons rise for nine days!" Li Yinping also saw some tricks. Wanlong Fumo Sword took action with all his strength. Bailong protected each other, protected Shen Chong's palm in it, and blocked the several ghost beasts that rushed up fiercely. No matter how they bite, they could not break through the guard of Bailong.

Woo-hoo!

The woman-like ghost beast made a low roar in the face of Shen Chong's grasp, but it had just been forced to give up the body it had been taken away. The ghost had been injured and could not stop Shen Chong from trying his best to catch it at all. The black gas only sprayed twice and was caught.

The big hand that Shen Chong flew out was the convergence of true qi, and the woman's virtual shadow was the manifestation of the ghost. It should have been grasped and broken, but at this time it melted silently.

Boom! The ghost dissipated, and Shen Chong felt that there was something in his palm. It was extremely cold. It seemed that even the big hand transformed by the true qi would be frozen. His expression changed dramatically. He quickly withdrew the true qi. He saw a huge ice mass flying back, but between the breaths, the connection of the qi was broken.

"Black fire, real fire, refining the ice!"

Although Shen Chong did not know what he had caught, he could be sure that it was a treasure from cloudy to cold, or he could use it to get out of trouble. In surprise, a black fire shot out, squeaking the ice ball. The corrosion force wrapped the thing with fire poison and pulled it back in an instant.