A group of ghost servant monks were praying loudly and kowtowing. Suddenly they felt a wave of mana coming from the stone platform in front of them. They were shocked and stopped to look up. They were surprised to find that above the head of the statue of the three-headed and six-armed demon god. Above, I don't know when a black smoke appeared.
The black smoke was extremely pure demonic energy, rolling in the air as if it came from another time and space.
There seemed to be a tall figure slowly condensing in the middle of the demonic energy, and huge spiritual pressure was released from the body, suppressing these ghost servant monks who were only at the Nascent Soul stage or even lower levels, and they all changed their colors and were busy. They knelt on the ground in panic, not daring to raise their heads anymore. However, tears of excitement seemed to be shed on each of their faces.
"A miracle, a miracle! The patron saint actually heard our prayers!"
"The patron saint has arrived, the patron saint has arrived!"
The ghost servant monks were extremely excited in their hearts, but their bodies knelt there devoutly and remained motionless, as if they were afraid of causing the patron saint's displeasure with the slightest disrespect.
The figure in the middle of the demonic aura was none other than Qu Wuming, who had transformed into a three-headed, six-armed demon god and used the giant spirit form.
At this time, the three-headed and six-armed demon god was more than five feet tall. He was surrounded by billowing demonic energy and looked down at the surrounding ghost servant monks like a god. Sitting on his shoulder, Qu Wushe, who had transformed into his true form, looked like a small spiritual insect. If you didn't look closely, you couldn't see clearly.
However, the expression on Qu Wushe's face seemed a bit strange at this time, and he discussed with Qu Wuming in the sea of consciousness: "Boss, can you absorb the demonic energy? It's really a bit of a luxury to use it this way... All the good evil energy is dispersed in the air..."
It turns out that the billowing demonic energy was all the demonic energy that Qu Wushe had previously collected into the inner space of the cyan feather. At this time, it was released by Qu Wuming as a blindfold. In fact, not much was released in just a few breaths of time. , but it still made Qu Wushe feel a little painful.
"Okay." Qu Wuming thought in his mind, and the cyan feather hidden behind him disappeared with a swish, returning to Qu Wushe's hand. The tall body of the three-headed and six-armed demon was immediately revealed.
At this moment, Qu Wuming also collected all his spiritual pressure.
Qu Wuming used the language of the ghost servant clan, pretending to know nothing about the previous situation, and asked in a thunderous voice: "Why are you calling me so urgently?"
A bolder ghost servant cultivator raised his head and briefly explained what happened before with some eagerness. Then he raised his hand and pointed to the battlefield in the distance and begged: "Please also ask the patron saint to punish the human race and protect us." !”
Qu Wuming snorted coldly, and silently communicated with Qu Wushe in his heart: "Go ahead and act as planned!"
Hearing this, Qu Wushe jumped up from Qu Wuming's shoulders, turned into a stream of light and headed straight towards the battlefield.
When he flew less than a few dozen feet, his body was already filled with black flames and transformed into a fire spirit body.
Just when all the low-level ghost servants turned their heads to look around excitedly, the Pyro Man, who had already flown above the battlefield and was about to join the battlefield at any time, exploded with a bang and turned into fist-sized fireballs that filled the sky and covered the earth. As the drops fell, all the ghost servant cultivators were startled and looked frightened, and they all groaned, as if the patron saint was no match for the human race.
However, what surprised them was that when those fireballs fell from the sky, countless slender arcs spread out from those fireballs, and the sound of arcs suddenly filled everyone's ears.
And those slender arcs seem to be endless. No matter how far away the fireballs are from each other, there are slender arcs that keep interlacing with each other, connecting them to each other and forming a whole. Looking from a distance, it seems like there are A huge umbrella cover made of small black fireballs as orbs and golden arcs as silk threads fell quickly.
After the huge umbrella cover had fallen more than ten feet, the fireballs had further split to the size of the belly of a little finger, and the beating arcs between the fireballs closest to each other had become more and more slender.
In the blink of an eye, the entire battlefield was covered by the huge "umbrella cover". The "umbrella cover" trembled and trembled with the air fluctuations caused by the battle below, as if a giant jellyfish encountered violent waves.
However, no matter how rough the waves were, the jellyfish was still not torn apart by the waves.
For some reason, no trace of heat escapes from the dotted fireballs. It seems that all the energy has been turned into those slender arcs.
And those electric arcs also appear to be extremely gentle, no matter whether the magic weapons and spells of the two warring parties touch them, or the bodies of ghost servant monks touch them, or even those "evil ghosts" that keep transforming out touch them. When arcing, those arcs did not cause any damage to it.
However, when those originally elusive evil spirits saw the electric arc covering the entire battlefield, a hint of fear appeared on their originally ferocious faces!
However, at this time, it was already too late to cast a spell to escape.
The ghost servant monks who were fighting against those "evil ghosts" were suddenly surprised to find that in the space shrouded by electric arcs, the "evil ghosts" that seemed to be invulnerable to swords suddenly seemed to become fragile. Any spell cast can cause considerable damage to the "evil ghost".
And when an "evil ghost" was killed, they could suddenly reappear in another place, but they never reappeared.
At this time, the cheers of the ghost servant cultivators in the rear could be heard from afar. The high-level ghost servant cultivators who had already seen it saw the huge three-headed and six-armed demon in the sky in the distance. They could not help but shout with tears in their eyes: "It's the patron saint. The patron saint is here to help us! Kill!!!"
Many ghost servant cultivators suddenly became energetic and their slump was gone. All kinds of magic weapons were flying in the sky, and countless magic attacks were attacking the few remaining "evil ghosts" as if they were desperate. They were hidden among the many "evil ghosts". "Ghost" Xing Xin suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and suddenly felt like scolding her mother.
At this moment, a small fireball floated and landed right next to Xing Xin. Xing Xin was trying his best to resist the attack from a ghost servant monk in the Void Refining Stage, but suddenly he heard a man's voice in his ear. The message said: "I am the patron saint of the ghost servant clan. If you attack my clan today, you will be doomed! If you don't catch me without mercy, when will you wait?!"
Xing Xin took the time to look around, and at a glance she saw the tall three-headed and six-armed demon god in the distance. Anger suddenly surged in her heart, and she couldn't help but curse: "Who did I think ruined my magic? It turns out to be you!!!"
It turns out that this technique that Xing Xin relies on to deal with many ghost servant cultivators in the Void Refining Stage and the Divine Transformation Stage has been used on Qu Wuming as early as when he and Qu Wuming fought to the death.
The first time he used it, he played Qu Wuming around and almost killed Qu Wuming.
But the second time he used it, Qu Wuming found a way to deal with it. Xing Xin couldn't defeat Qu Wuming, and finally had to retreat and escape.
When Qu Wuming transformed into a three-headed and six-armed demon to fight against the demon clan in Snowy City in Northern Border, Xing Xin was actually also in Snowy City in Northern Border. However, when he found out that the three-headed and six-armed demon that was so popular was actually transformed by Qu Wuming, he couldn't believe his eyes.
Although it was later discovered that Qu Wuming's true cultivation level was far inferior to his own, he had always been cautious in his life, especially when he discovered that the terrifyingly powerful woman in white and the Lord of the Snowy City seemed to have a close relationship with Qu Wuming. Time chose to leave Snowy City in Northern Xinjiang.
Against all odds, Qu Wuming never expected that Qu Wuming would also come to the Underworld.
Moreover, he also became the "patron saint" of this ghost servant clan?
Just him? ! Is he worthy? ? ?
Xing Xin's teeth were itching with hatred, and she thought to herself: "You just know the flaw in my Xuan Gong, so you think you can use the hands of these ghost servants to kill me because of your ability to pretend to be gods and ghosts? Haha, since If you want to pretend to be a 'patron saint', then I will show these ghost servants how vulnerable your 'patron saint' is!"
Thinking of this, Xing Xin had a thought in her mind and silently recited the method. Many high-level ghost servant cultivators suddenly noticed that the surrounding air seemed to tremble at the same time.
Countless black particles as fine as dust emerged and quickly converged towards an "evil ghost" in the field. In an instant, they turned into black torrents, all of which penetrated into the "evil ghost"'s head. in the body.
Only then did some smart ghost servant monks realize that the reason why those "evil ghosts" were able to appear and disappear was actually using these black particles as a medium to cast spells!
Whenever a ghost servant monk dies, all the essence and residual mana in their bodies will be swallowed up by these black particles in an instant, turning them into mummies, and those mana and essence will Become the food for the "evil ghosts" and make them stronger...
The thunder and lightning technique performed by the patron saint happened to restrain the weird magic of this human race, so that it could no longer use these black particles to achieve the rebirth and instant movement of the evil ghost's body!
Sure enough, he is a great patron saint. He can see through the secrets at a glance and defeat the human race's spells without any effort!
(Qu Wushe: This thunder control technique is really exhausting... 80% to 90% of the mana and spiritual power have been used up in just a few breaths...)
At this time, the "evil ghost" transformed by Xing Xin has become the target of public criticism and is surrounded by many people. The ghost servant cultivators did not hesitate at all and launched their strongest attacks without mercy!
Unexpectedly, just when numerous attacks were about to engulf Xing Xin, three square mirrors with shining silver suddenly flew out from where the "evil ghost" was!
Those precious mirrors whirled in the air, becoming extremely huge in an instant, like three walls standing side by side, blocking the "evil ghost" behind with a bang. At that moment, almost all attacks fell on those three mirrors!
The entire battlefield seemed to be momentarily still.
Immediately afterwards, the three wall-like mirrors began to turn red, and then exploded.
Violent energy rolled out in all directions, and the place where the treasure mirror originally stood suddenly seemed to turn into a scorching sun!
Just when the ghost servant cultivators thought that the human race had perished in the explosion, they heard a roar suddenly coming from the direction of the patron saint. Although they did not know what it said, the voice was clearly that of the previous human race. the sound of! ! !
