The wound on the ghost cultivator's body was bleeding profusely from the beginning, but now it has gradually solidified, leaving traces on the body and clothes, and emitting a fishy smell.
There was not much trace of the wound. After the blood solidified, it was covered with the surrounding skin and flesh, leaving a slightly bulging piece.
Even in the Ghost Sect, the number of corpse-refining ghosts is very small. This path is extremely evil, and practicing it is extremely risky. You may lose yourself. Only those who lack the qualifications to practice and are ruthless will make this choice. , and once you embark on this path, it will encourage the hostility in your body and become more vicious and vicious. After all, if you want to turn your body into a corpse, you must be cruel to yourself from the beginning.
The other two people traveling with the ghost cultivator still don’t know what kind of origin they have. They have never even taken action, so they are not sure whether they are also corpse-refining ghosts. You must know that even among the ghost cultivators, not many people are willing to do so. Walking with the corpse-refining ghost, it was just that in Xuanguang City where immortal cultivators gathered, they didn't care when their companions revealed their identities. They also looked calm in the face of many immortal cultivators present. Are they too confident in themselves or are they really? Don’t you know how high the sky is and how high it is?
Ding Hui listened to Qin Liang's words and sat down.
Listening to the ghost cultivator's words, although it was impossible to remain indifferent, he still remained calm, because he also knew that it was impossible for these three people who dared to clamor for the ghost cultivator's identity here and now without any confidence at all. Although the Xuan Dao of Creation can restrain ghost cultivators very well, he has only dealt with such ghosts and ghosts along the way, but he has never seen a corpse-refining ghost. In addition, after seeing the methods of the ghost cultivator just now, he felt unsure for a moment.
"Don't you dare?" The ghost cultivator laughed strangely, "The name Turtle Island is actually very worthy of its name. The monks there just live a long time. In the final analysis, aren't they just shy turtles who are greedy for life and afraid of death? You came ashore. What are you doing? When you say you want to kill all the ghost cultivators, are you talking about that bastard turtle?"
"Damn it!" Ding Hui couldn't bear it anymore, his face became gloomy, he drew out the magic sword from his waist and slashed at the ghost cultivator.
"Brother, that sword is still..." Fang Hua saw Ding Hui pick up the sword in anger and quickly wanted to remind him, but it was too late because Ding Hui had already taken action, so he had to add slowly, "It hasn't been consecrated yet. Woolen cloth."
I saw Ding Hui holding the magic sword and slashing at the ghost cultivator. The ghost cultivator actually did not dodge and took a step forward towards the magic sword. Suddenly, the magic sword slashed a long line in his chest. The wound was instantly ripped open, the wound was so hideous that the bones were visible, and blood spurted out. However, the ghost cultivator did not feel any pain at all, and instead laughed even more strangely.
Qin Liang's expression changed and he said, "No, it's that move again!"
Ding Hui was startled when he thought of what the ghost cultivator had done just now. The blood spurted out and showered him all over. Now his whole body was covered with the blood from the body of the corpse-refining ghost cultivator. It smelled very fishy and emitted The thick stench made his head dizzy.
"Oops! He got into trouble!"
This magical sword was specially refined for him by his elders when he escaped from Changsheng Island. It requires the special method of Changsheng Island and takes seven or forty-nine days to consecrate it. Once the consecration is successful, it will become a weapon to deal with. It is a sharp weapon for ghosts and ghosts, but there are still thirteen days left before it can be consecrated. The power of this magic sword has not yet been revealed. If he uses it like this, not only will the previous thirty-six days of work be completely in vain, but also the power of this magical sword will be in vain. Sometimes it is possible to put himself in it.
Through the method of the ghost cultivator just now, he already knew that if he swung his sword at the corpse-refining ghost and failed to cause effective damage, he might be hit by the strange way of the opponent due to the damage done to him. There was something hidden in the blood spurted out. Not only are filthy things sinister and weird, but their methods of hurting people are even more difficult to guard against. If you can't think of a way to deal with them, you will be completely helpless.
"It hurts so much. You like soft people, don't you?"
Ding Hui's body tensed up, because he didn't know what the ghost cultivator would do, so he quickly stepped back, but he heard Zhang Ru crying loudly: "Brother, be careful behind you!"
At the same time, everyone in Juxian Tower exclaimed.
Ding Hui looked back and was almost scared out of his wits. He saw the sword cultivator who had just been killed by the ghost cultivator and had his head crushed off. At this time, the headless corpse actually stood up, holding the sword in his hand and tilting towards him. Slashing, although the movement is much slower than the previous shot, it can be said to be flexible at this time.
More importantly, Ding Hui was retreating in panic, with no way to escape.
"Damn it! What the hell is going on?"
For Ding Hui at this time, the biggest crisis was the headless corpse behind him, but he did not dare to take his attention away from the ghost cultivator. His mind went blank for a moment and he didn't know what to do. Then he heard Fang Hua shouting: Shouted: "Use the amulet quickly!"
amulet!
Ding Hui's eyes were slightly bright, and he saw that on his free left hand, the nail of his thumb lightly cut the index finger, and a wound was made. The blood from the wound quickly condensed into a " With the word "protect", a light shield suddenly lit up around Ding Hui's body. There were Bagua lines on the light shield, which blocked the sword of the headless corpse.
This scene made Qin Liang, who had originally planned to take action, secretly breathe a sigh of relief and his eyes lit up slightly.
"I heard that the Taoism of Changsheng Island is mysterious and unique. It is different from the others. It can condense eight runes with its own essence and blood. Just cut your finger and it can be activated with blood in an instant. Now it seems that it is indeed well-deserved. The name of the rune just now It's a talisman, and it does have wonderful functions, but I don't know what the other seven talismans are." Gu Chen poured himself a cup of tea, his eyes flashed, he noticed that Qin Liang was secretly accumulating strength and was ready to help at any time, so he didn't want to interfere too much No business.
"Ha, turtle shell." Seeing this, the ghost cultivator smiled sinisterly, and a bloody light flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, Ding Hui's right arm was stained with blood from the ghost cultivator, and a bloody hand stretched out. The mysterious light shield could obviously only defend against external attacks, but could not defend against attacks from within. The bloody hand was sharp and sharp. His nails stabbed hard on the back of Ding Hui's right hand. Ding Hui was in pain and his fingers loosened slightly. The bloody hand snatched his magic sword and turned the magic sword upside down to stab his heart.
Ding Hui's pupils shrank to the size of needlepoints, and his whole body became stiff. He could not avoid it. He felt the smell of death, and a cold light stood up all over his body.
Qin Liang poured a glass of wine in his hand onto Ding Hui. The wine glass was not big, but the spilled wine spread out into a thin film of wine. He completely ignored the obstruction of the mysterious light shield and slapped Ding Hui forcefully. In an instant, the dirty blood on Ding Hui's body was washed away, and the bloody hand was also washed away. At the same time, he also missed the position of the magic sword.
The magic sword stabbed Ding Hui's left shoulder. Ding Hui was startled and quickly held the magic sword with his right hand. He turned around and knocked down the long sword of the headless corpse with all his strength. Then he took a few steps back to distance himself from the ghost cultivator.
The ghost cultivator didn't take Ding Hui seriously. He just stared at Qin Liang with a stern look on his face and said sullenly: "What do you want to do?"
Qin Liang smiled slightly and said, "Are you one-on-one? I'm really sorry, I didn't know about it beforehand."
Gu Chen pursed his lips and smiled, putting the tea cup to his lips.
The other two ghost cultivators stood up and stared at Qin Liang with murderous intent.
Qin Liang waved his hand and said: "You have an awkward position to begin with. You probably don't want to be enemies with those of us who hold different views. Although no one of us is attacking you now, if you make us feel that you are the same as those from the Ghost Sect, , then we can’t leave you alone.”
After hearing Qin Liang's words, everyone in the Juxian Tower who had been indifferent just now also emitted fluctuations of Yuan Power to express their position.
The ghost cultivator of the corpse-refining ghost waved his hands to the two companions, asked them to sit down, and then said to Qin Liang: "This is a one-on-one duel, do you still want to take action?"
"Since you said so, I will naturally not take action again." Qin Liang shrugged and said to Ding Hui, "Fellow Daoist Ding, you need to know that if you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of running out of firewood. There is no shame in being inferior to others for a while. If you lose it, there is nothing.”
Ding Hui was also complaining secretly at this time. The methods of the corpse-refining ghost were weird and unpredictable, and he couldn't deal with them at all. However, there was no way to retreat now. The other party might not let him admit defeat, and once he gave up, it would have a great impact on the reputation of Changsheng Island. Affected by this, he is in a dilemma.
But at this time, Qin Liang showed an unpredictable smile.
