Lu Yuan's move "Hundred Rivers Entering the Sea" is a fusion of many of his previous sword skills. Therefore, the sword was so powerful that it almost directly broke Yan Guozhong's ghost barrier.
Yan Guozhong gave a sly smile and popped out a huge black-smelling soul-calling flag from his left hand.
He leaned the flag against the Divine Whip, and the flag melted into it.
With another wave, countless dark-skinned resentful spirits rushed out of the whip and rushed towards Lu Yuan.
Yan Guozhong didn't want to be entangled with him for too long. He wanted to use the gap in cultivation to quickly and completely eliminate the trouble in front of him.
Facing the overwhelming number of resentful spirits, Lu Yuan did not dare to neglect. With a swing of the sword, a large swath of ice mist faced the enemy with a hazy chill.
This kind of resentful spirit is not afraid of physical sword attacks, and its resistance to attacks from the five elements is slightly weaker.
The ice mist emitted by the sword blade quickly dropped the surrounding temperature to freezing point, and the surrounding grass shattered into ice slag.
The wraiths entered the fog, and their movement suddenly slowed down, but their howls became louder.
He is worthy of being a sixth-level ghost emperor! These resentful spirits struggled for a while, then all broke through the ice mist and continued to rush over quickly.
Lu Yuan slashed forward with several swords, but the sword light was swallowed up by the resentful spirit. He immediately flew diagonally forward, trying to get rid of the attack of the group of resentful spirits.
Unexpectedly, those resentful spirits howled and followed closely behind him.
The cold air of the resentful spirit itself was heavier than the cold air released by the Demon Sword of Annihilation, and Lu Yuan felt that his speed was also affected by this air.
Seeing that Lu Yuan was at a disadvantage, Yan Guozhong laughed loudly and swung out a piece of resentful spirit to intercept Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan was caught off guard and felt a chill on his shoulders. Unfortunately, he was hit by a second piece of resentful spirit!
"Hahaha! Hit! Boy, wait until your consciousness is devoured and you become an idiot!"
Yan Guozhong is very confident. His early third level spiritual realm is considered very powerful among ghost masters.
After Lu Yuan was hit, his speed dropped sharply. The first group of resentful spirits also swarmed in, covering Lu Yuan.
His eyes were filled with darkness, and the smell of putrid corpses penetrated his nose, making him dizzy. He felt that his mind suddenly became confused, and the ringing in his ears kept ringing.
Lu Yuan continued to fly faster, but the two resentful spirits merged into one and controlled his speed steadily. He was unable to break out of this large group of resentful spirits.
My mind kept pounding and the ringing in my ears continued. Lu Yuan knew that if he continued like this, his consciousness would definitely be swallowed up!
Just as he was thinking of a solution, suddenly the roar in his mind stopped and the ringing in his ears disappeared.
All the uncomfortable feelings, except for being a little cold and smelling a little putrid smell, all disappeared!
He was confused: That's it?
Lu Yuan understood immediately. He felt that the soul realm behind these resentful spirits was probably at the early stage of the third level, and the same was true for his own.
In addition, he was equipped with the Houtu Bracer to resist the attack of the soul, so he didn't react at first, and his mind was temporarily confused for a moment. But now he has completely adapted to this power.
Yan Guozhong saw Lu Yuan standing with his hands down among the group of resentful spirits, no longer struggling, and sneered: "My resentful spirits have devoured your spiritual consciousness after only holding on for a long time. Humph! The emperor still regards you as a true immortal master!"
Lu Yuan heard what he said, shook his head at him, and grinned.
Yan Guozhong was shocked when he saw such a simple action of shaking his head: He... wasn't his consciousness eaten? Why do you still do this? !
Lu Yuan ignored his surprise. The sounds of resentful spirits around him were extremely noisy to Lu Yuan, and he had long been upset.
When he thought of this, Lu Yuan immediately opened his mouth and roared.
"Roar!!!"
The power of "Mirror Roar" reaches its highest level instantly - the power of the demon soul skill will automatically increase as the demon warrior's cultivation level increases.
The large group of black resentful spirits that entangled Lu Yuan was broken by this huge roar, and they turned into countless fragments before his eyes, and finally disappeared without a trace.
Yan Guozhong stayed where he was, with a drop of cold sweat streaming down his forehead.
His technique "Gloomy Cloud of Resentful Spirits" had devoured the consciousness of many sixth-level monks, but today it was defeated by this young man who was one level below him.
Break easily!
"Even if you are lucky enough to break this move, you must have spent a lot of mystical energy. Moreover, your skills will have a cooling time after use. I don't believe you can still use this method to break my magical power!"
After Yan Guozhong finished speaking, he waved the magic whip again and released four groups of resentful spirits.
These resentful spirits were his original reserves. So as long as he reserves enough, he can use "Wraithful Cloud" as many times as he wants in a row.
The four groups of resentful spirits rushed toward Lu Yuan like hungry tigers.
Yan Guozhong just took advantage of the time difference between Lu Yuan's magical powers to cool down, so that he could not use the magical powers that had just cracked the "Wraithful Cloud".
Just when the group of resentful spirits was about to surround Lu Yuan, they were dispersed by Lu Yuan's loud roar.
Yan Guozhong stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence. He couldn't understand it at all!
Because he knew that the magical power that could break the "Gloomy Cloud" would have a cooling-down period of at least half a moment after use. Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan actually used it again!
Lu Yuan smiled secretly and said: "Old man, when I was promoted to the fifth level Demon King, I gained the innate magical power of "Extremely Rapid Cooling", and the cooling time of all magical powers has been shortened. Do you think I'm afraid of an old boy like you? ! "
Seeing that the spiritual attack was not feasible, Yan Guozhong rolled his eyes and immediately changed his attack strategy.
"You don't seem to be weak in the spiritual realm. Haha, I'll let you taste the pain of your body being torn apart by ghosts!"
"Oni split finely!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless light black ghosts rushed out of him, overwhelmingly killing Lu Yuan.
For a moment, the night became darker, as if something had suddenly bitten off a piece of space.
The ghosts that were originally shadows turned into entities after flying for a few breaths. They immediately flew near Lu Yuan with bursts of fishy wind and strange screams.
The latter slashed with his sword, and dozens of ghosts screamed, then disappeared into thin air.
But the sword blade was like swiping in the waves - cutting off the water flow in front, and the water behind it surged in even more violently.
The ghost is fearless and fearless, filling the gap left by the sword's attack like a moth to a flame.
Suddenly, there were ghost screams, miserable howls, burning sounds, and explosions.
Lu Yuan danced his sword faster and faster, and his whole body turned into a red ball of light. But the ghosts took advantage of the hair-thin attack gaps to continuously wrap around Lu Yuan.
As soon as they came into contact with Lu Yuan's body, they immediately began to turn into ghost blades, constantly cutting his skin and flesh.
This kind of attack is not an ordinary sword attack, nor is it a spiritual attack, nor is it a five-element attack. It belongs to the "Dark Spirit Attack"!
The only thing that can effectively resist this kind of attack is the professional magical power of the Merciful Master.
In an instant, Lu Yuan's protective energy began to weaken, and the Qilin Armor could not effectively resist the damage of the ghost's dark spirit. The long-lost pain reappeared.
His limbs were the weakest in protection, and blood was already beginning to ooze from them.
