Chapter 392 Escape

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"He's not dead yet!?"

Ning Yue was surprised.

The power of the Sea King Halberd's explosion just now is not something that ordinary people can withstand. Even I am afraid that it is very dangerous, and I might be blown to pieces by the terrifying aftermath.

But this man turned out to be fine.

"Who are you?"

Ning Yue asked with a cold face.

"I'm just a ghost servant next to Princess Fengyang, helping her with some things."

In mid-air, the ghostly face disappeared, and a person appeared, an old man in black robes, holding a large purple flag.

"You finally showed your true identity."

Ning Yue was very sure that the opponent was not a strong person in the realm of spirit transformation, but a monk in the Yuanying realm, but it was much stronger than the ordinary Yuanying realm. He had already touched the bottleneck of the spirit transformation, and should be half-step into the spirit transformation. Monk.

And the purple flag in his hand actually has nine purple halos, which means he has nine levels of magical power.

Over the years, Ning Yue has never seen anyone refine a magic weapon to the ninth level of magical power, because it costs a lot of money.

What's more, that purple flag should still be a high-grade soul magic weapon. If it is refined to the ninth level, you can imagine how much resources will be consumed.

Because the sacrifice reaches the sixth level or above, not only the stardust sand is needed, but also other heavenly materials and earthly treasures are needed to perform the sacrifice.

This is also the reason why Ning Yue only refined the Sea King Halberd to the sixth level.

"The explosion of the euphorbia you just made was indeed very powerful, but this soul-suppressing banner that I wore is the treasure of our Ghost King Sect. As long as this thing is here, you can't hurt me."

The old man in black robe smiled.

Ning Yue frowned and said, "It sounds like you are still the head of a certain sect. Why are you working for Princess Fengyang?"

"Don't ask any more questions. Hurry up and go back with me to see the princess!"

Hearing this, the old man in black robe seemed to have evoked some painful memories, and became furious.

"Not interested in!"

Ning Yue stood with his hands behind his hands, but calmed down.

If the other party was a real strong person in the realm of divine transformation, Ning Yue would indeed have difficulty escaping, but he was only half-step into becoming a divine being.

"You're quite arrogant! Let's see what I do!"

The old man in black robe was furious, waved the big flag in his hand, and with a sudden move, countless evil spirits surged out from the big flag.

Bang bang bang!

Ning Yue waved his fist, and the terrifying fist power vibrated, and countless evil ghosts were crushed by the fist power.

However, these evil spirits go on and on, treating death as if they are home, and are not afraid of the power of fists at all.

Because soon these evil spirits resurrected in the big banner.

Ning Yue was surprised.

This soul-suppressing and soul-seizing banner is extremely weird, and it is so powerful.

However, when Ning Yue used the Haoran Heaven-Suppressing Seal, which contained powerful magic power, he slammed it and countless evil ghosts disappeared into thin air.

"I didn't expect that the Haoran Tianzhen Seal would have a great restraining effect on this evil ghost."

Ning Yue felt a little calmer.

"Well, this kid seems to be a bit famous. This seal is very powerful, and he actually has some restraint on me. It seems that I still have to do it myself."

The old man in black robe rushed over, stepped across the void, and grabbed Ning Yue with a big dry hand, covering the sky and the sun.

The sky suddenly became dark.

"coming!"

Ning Yue waited for him to approach, and he immediately launched the Wuliang Zhenhai Monument and smashed it over.

There was a loud bang.

The big hand of the old man in black robe was crushed, and the blood mist exploded.

"Ahhh...what is this thing!"

The old man in black robe screamed in terror.

That tablet actually had such terrifying power that it shattered one of his arms.

Seeing Ning Yue turning around and running away, the old man in black robe offered another seal, and the Great Vajra Seal suddenly burst out with a terrifying golden light.

The old man in black robe is a ghost cultivator who absorbs the power of evil spirits to enhance his own cultivation.

However, ghost cultivators are prone to being backlashed by evil spirits. If their thoughts are shaken or their mood is broken, the hundreds of millions of evil ghosts will definitely bite the master.

This seal contains the supreme Buddhist seal and is the supreme magic weapon of Bodhi Temple. After being destroyed by the Immortal Court of Creation, this object fell into the hands of Princess Fengyang.

This seal can suppress hundreds of millions of evil spirits and help him cultivate without being backlashed by evil spirits.

This is also the reason why he took refuge in Princess Fengyang.

Ning Yue sensed the danger, and a golden light suddenly shot down from the sky. There seemed to be a Buddha in the golden light, emitting golden light, condensing the supreme power of Buddha, and suppressing it.

Ning Yue was shocked and hurriedly threw the Wuliang Zhenhai Monument.

However, Foli ignored the Wuliang Zhenhai Monument and bombarded Ning Yue.

boom!

A big explosion suddenly occurred in the sky, and the air waves set off huge waves.

After a while, the old man in black robe came to the place where Ning Yue disappeared.

He searched the surroundings with his soul, but could not feel any trace of Ning Yue.

"Did this kid get killed by a bomb? It doesn't look like he was short-lived. What is the origin of the stone tablet in his hand just now, and its power is so amazing?"

The old man in black robe suddenly thought of something, and his face turned pale instantly.

"Could he be the one who took away the Guchenfeng Stone Tablet?"

Not many people know about this matter, but Princess Fengyang knows because she has some information.

However, she didn't think anyone could refine the Wuliang Zhenhai Monument.

With the character of Gu Xinghe, the king of Zhennan, he will definitely leave his own soul imprint on the Zhenhai Monument.

Who can erase the soul mark of Gu Xinghe?

But this kid actually refined the stone tablet.

But how did he erase Gu Xinghe's soul mark?

"Is this me wrong? It's unlikely that he will erase Gu Xinghe's soul mark."

The old man in black robe was suspicious.

But there was a sharp pain in the broken arm.

That stone tablet had some residual magic power, which suppressed the recovery speed of his injuries and made him very painful.

"Nine times out of ten, that's the stone tablet. I'd better report this to the princess as soon as possible. There may be a very scary person behind this person."

The old man in black robe searched for a while in a radius of a hundred miles, but found no trace of Ning Yue. He did not dare to stay for a long time and left in a hurry.

He had to go back and heal the arm.

Otherwise, the arm will become useless and completely unrecoverable.

After a long time, Ning Yue emerged from the water.

"It seems that the old guy was injured and has left."

Ning Yue said.

However, he himself also suffered extremely serious injuries. His chest was burned by the hot Buddha's power, causing large areas of erosion. What was even more frightening was that the Buddha's power penetrated into his body and temporarily suppressed his cultivation.

Now he only has the cultivation level of Qi Refining Realm.

It is more important to find a place to heal.

After leaving the swamp, Ning Yue planned to find a place to heal his injuries.

He came to a forest, sat cross-legged and meditated to restore his spiritual energy.

Two days later, Ning Yue recovered from his injuries and returned to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Realm, but this recovery speed was too slow.

He planned to go to a nearby city to find medicinal materials and refine some elixirs to speed up his recovery.

He hasn't regained his strength yet, so he can only fly with his sword.

Most low-level monks in Jingzhou fly with swords. This flying sword contains a flying magic circle. With a little control, it can fly very fast.

Not far into the flight, Ning Yue heard a girl's cry for help from behind.