Someone!
Late stage of foundation building!
Just six words made Ling Xiao's whole body stiffen, and the cold hair on his back grew stiff.
Stab!
Like the sound of tearing cloth, a figure wrapped in mist proudly crossed the torn restrictions and appeared in Ling Xiao's field of vision.
An overwhelming coercion descended from the sky, vaguely mixed with evil and evil aura, causing all the creatures in the manor to remain as silent as cicadas!
[Ghost monk! 】
Qianshou Yinzhen murmured to himself.
It and Yu Shenhua noticed each other's arrival at the same time, and had already opened the illusion to cover up all sensitive items.
[This is not an ordinary ghost cultivator, this time he is in trouble. 】
Xiu Shenhua's tone was dry.
Such a powerful guy suddenly came to visit. It was not expected that he was here for tea and dinner.
Ling Xiao's face was already gloomy!
"Who is your Excellency?" he asked solemnly.
Asking knowingly.
Looking at the dense evil aura on the ghost figure, Ling Xiao couldn't think of another existence other than the "source of evil" in the underground world of the imperial capital!
Why did this guy come to your door?
The ghost cultivator ignored Ling Xiao's inquiry, looked around, and whispered: "There is an illusion...it doesn't feel good."
Then, he looked at Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao's pupils shrank when he came into contact with the eyes inside the mist.
Those gray, emotionless eyes are like two bottomless whirlpools that can swallow up a person's heart!
"I remember you, you were hanging around me before..."
"I'm going to kill you, go to hell!"
A flash of sad red suddenly appeared in the gray pupils!
The ghost cultivator raised his hand, and a short flag slipped out.
The strong evil aura rushed towards my face, sand and rocks were flying in the manor, and the screams of evil ghosts were heard in my ears, almost shattering my eardrums!
【Magic treasure! 】
【careful! 】
The exclamations of the Godly Flower and the Silver Needle of Thousand Life came clearly.
On the short flags, a dense ghost mist swayed, and in an instant, it condensed into 10 huge and ferocious phantoms.
The pressure soaring to the sky was as if it were crushing and the heaven and earth were silent!
"Hold!"
Ling Xiao couldn't help but cursed angrily.
Each of these 10 ghosts is a genuine foundation building!
Although the number is not as good as the ghost dogs and ghost cats we have seen before, their strength is far superior to those motley crews!
Without thinking!
The peach wood sword was unsheathed silently, and the spiritual light surged. In front of Ling Xiao, a total of 10 talismans were clicked out.
"Seal the demon!"
Ling Xiao Li scolded, and the turbulent blue light rolled back.
A total of 10 demon sealing talismans, the green light gathered together, stirred up the divine power that completely cleansed the world of filth, and rushed towards the 10 ghost figures flying towards them.
The ghost cultivator snorted coldly, pointed his fingertips, and the magic light of the short flag flourished. In an instant, a raging ghost aura swayed, resisting the green light strongly.
Swish…
The ghosts immediately bypassed Qingguang and pounced on Ling Xiao fiercely.
"Do it!"
Ling Xiao shouted, and his magic power surged out and poured into the little black ball.
The dark and deep demonic shadow descended.
The Dark Dragon looked up to the sky and roared, its fiery dragon breath spurting out.
Ling Xiao patted the storage bag and took out the talismans again, neatly arranged, 30 of them.
The talisman burns colorful auras, which may act like thunder and lightning, violent wind, or frost, mixed with spells such as fire snakes, golden arrows, ice cones, wind blades, etc., and converge into a raging frenzy.
Colorful light reflected on Ling Xiao's face. He was holding a mahogany sword in his hand, and his expression was neither sad nor happy.
"go."
What the sword pointed at was not the approaching ghost figure, but the ghost cultivator by the wall!
It was too late, but it was so fast, a sudden change occurred!
Under the feet of the ghost cultivator, among the muddy fields and seedlings, countless grass stems as thin as cow hair emerged from the ground, extending upward silently, and when the ghost cultivator was caught off guard, they were entangled tightly!
The ghost cultivator was shocked.
The existence of grass stems is completely unperceived by spiritual consciousness!
In an instant, a colorful wave of spells hooded his head.
"Damn it!"
The ghost cultivator's face changed slightly. Naturally, he did not take the power of the first-order talisman in his eyes, but the power of thunder and lightning contained in it was the ghost cultivator's natural nemesis!
He hurriedly made a hand, summoned a short banner, and moved the ghostly aura, transforming into layers of small ghosts, blasting towards the incoming spell craze.
Then, a flower basket appeared out of thin air. After spinning around, it sprayed out brilliant rays of light and enveloped the figure of the ghost cultivator.
The ghost cultivators were twisted into rice dumpling-like grass stems, which dissipated in the rays of light like melting snow in the spring sun.
The ghost cultivator regained his freedom and glanced at Minglong, who was fighting with the ghosts. A trace of fear finally flashed in his gray and dull eyes.
"I didn't expect that this small manor would be full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, hehe..."
The ghost cultivator sneered.
In the series of confrontations just now, what worried him the most was the attack by the grass stems, which made him mistakenly believe that there was a powerful monk hiding in the manor.
Little did he know that what attacked him was just a flower.
And the ghostly aura exuding from Minglong was also natural, making the ghost cultivator feel a little uncomfortable, as if he had met his absolute nemesis.
"Pity."
After the ghost cultivator finished speaking, he immediately used a short flag to summon the 10 ghost figures back. The figures collapsed like bubbles and disappeared completely.
This time, Ling Xiao was caught off guard. When the ghost cultivator disappeared without a trace, he came back to his senses and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
"Are you leaving now?"
He muttered to himself, only to realize that his back was already wet with cold sweat.
Is this the terror of facing a late-stage foundation-building monk?
Unlike Ling Xiao, who was still in shock, the medicine garden was filled with gongs, drums, and joy.
[Brother Yu, you are so strong! 】
【As expected of our boss! 】
[Even the late-stage foundation-building monks are no match for you, you are invincible under the golden elixir! 】
【……】
All the spiritual grasses did not hesitate to praise them, and they were as happy as if they were celebrating the New Year.
【Shut up! 】
Tuo Shenhua shouted, stopping these boring flatteries.
[On my own, it is impossible to scare away the ghost cultivator. The one named Ling finally has some effect! 】 Tuo Shenhua’s tone was solemn.
【Yes. Ling Xiao's recent progress is obvious, but how did he provoke the ghost cultivator? ] Qianshou Yinzhen raised a question after agreeing.
He was a late-stage foundation-building monk, and he was a late-stage foundation-building monk carrying a magic treasure. His strength was invincible under the golden elixir!
Where did such a scary guy come from?
And it seems that he came specifically for Ling Xiao!
It’s really abnormal!
According to Ling Xiao's temperament, he would never provoke such a being.
【He is a troublemaker! 】
[The killer is here, someone has killed him! 】
[Shame on you, kill yourself now! 】
Despite the abuse, Ling Xiao returned to the green tree and sat down.
Although the ghost cultivator was frightened away, he was not at all grateful to survive the disaster.
Even with the help of Xiu Shenhua, he couldn't keep the other party, and he didn't even touch the corner of the other party's clothes!
[Oh, he was hit hard. 】
[Think about it a bit, that ghost cultivator is obviously a super-class existence, let alone you, even if you are in the late stage of foundation building, you will not be able to win against that guy! 】
Bi Qingshu sighed and said.
When Ling Xiao heard this, he smiled bitterly.
The blow he received wasn't that big.
After all, the ghost cultivator is in the late stage of foundation building, and there is a gap in realm. Ling Xiao is self-aware no matter how crazy he is.
If you can't beat it, you just can't beat it.
He is just worried about the future safety of the manor!
