The ghost immortal is one of the five immortals. Not a fairy of pure Yang, but a ghost of pure spirit.
In the yin, there is detachment, and one spirit is not ignorant. Even if there are small skills, it is difficult to rise to the great road. It will stop at reincarnation and give up, and start another dependent method.
Compared with Gong Mengbi Zheng'er's Eight Classics of Immortal Cultivation, these ghosts and immortals are really difficult to achieve great things.
Therefore, Gong Mengbi only possesses the body with Yin Qi and uses the power of Taiyin to block these ghosts, immortals, and Taoism, making it difficult to get close to him.
The smoke and dust dispersed, and the aftermath of Taoism disappeared. Everyone in Ximashan looked at the smoke and dust expectantly, hoping to see Ma Qingji's body.
It's a pity that they were disappointed.
When the smoke and dust cleared, black smoke was seen billowing like a coiling dragon.
The Yin Qi, as fierce as a dragon or a snake, roared and collapsed towards the center, and was finally absorbed by Gong Mengbi, revealing the pale young man with a pair of dead fish eyes again.
The head of Ximashan's heart seemed to skip a beat as he stared at Gong Mengbi, "How is that possible!"
Gong Mengbi had a slender figure and looked at the leader of Xima Mountain with dead fish eyes, and sneered: "Although you were lucky enough to reach the sixth level, you got the blessings of ghosts and immortals through the power of your seniors to refine your gods, but your own skills are insufficient. , where can I see the mystery of Taoism?"
"But I don't know that the seniors have not reached the sixth level themselves, so how can I give you guidance on how to practice."
The head of Xima Mountain was suddenly shocked and angry: "That's nonsense!"
Gong Mengbi stretched out his left hand, and fine scales quickly grew out of his skin, and his five fingers grew sharp claws, like a dragon.
"How do you, a junior like me, know the secret of my form refining? I obtained the Pearl of the Dragon and refined my form into one body. Although I have never been reborn as a Yang, among the Yins, it is rare for me to encounter an opponent, so I can quickly capture him without any effort!"
The head of Xima Mountain showed a stern look and said: "You speak arrogant words! Kill!"
He waved the Hundred Soul Flag, and as the dark wind howled, hundreds of ghosts and immortals shuttled through the dark wind, attacking Gong Mengbi.
Then he stretched out his hand, and the twelve skulls spinning around him connected into one and charged towards Gong Mengbi.
He glared around and said, "Don't take action yet!"
Everyone in Ximashan had heard "Ma Qingji's" intentions from his words, and knew that falling into his hands would never end well. Following the command of the head of Ximashan, skulls flew into the sky one after another, and ghost flags floated in the sky. move.
In an instant, Xima Mountain became a ghost land, with bones flying across the sky and ghosts demanding their lives, rushing towards Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi shouted angrily: "You are stubborn!"
Dense scales spread from his neck, covering his cheeks in an instant, and his eyes turned into sharp pupils like snakes.
The red scales emit fire-like light, and the red pupils are more like two big red stars.
The Yin Qi around Gong Mengbi twisted and coiled into a Yin Qi dragon, and in an instant, he rushed into the Yin wind.
The Ghost Immortal pounced on Gong Mengbi. The Qingling Ghost was controlled by the Hundred Soul Flag, and it was inevitable that he would be stained with blood. He pounced on Gong Mengbi, intending to seize his seven souls, causing his refining body to collapse. untie.
But Gong Mengbi just stretched out his hand to grab the ghost fairy that was close to him, pinched it away in his palm, and was swallowed by the Yin Qi dragon circling around him.
Twelve skulls were flying in the air, spitting out even more terrifying green fire, which could corrode even Yin Qi and magic power.
Gong Mengbi roared angrily and spit out a stream of Yin thunder that exploded in the air. The Yin thunder that spread like will-o'-the-wisps flickered before exploding the green fire and scattering it in all directions.
Yin thunder crossed the sky and struck the Skull God. The twelve skulls fell to the ground like dumplings. The white skulls flashed with electric light, making it difficult to move.
Gong Mengbi rushed towards the head of Xi Mashan, pulling out a slender phantom, and the Yin Qi was like the tail of a flowing cloud, hitting the head of Xi Mashan's face.
The ghost immortals flew up to stop Gong Mengbi, but the Yin Qi dragon behind him took a long breath, caught all the ghosts and ghost immortals in the air, and swallowed them into its belly.
The head of Xima Mountain pointed their swords together and said angrily: "I am the head of Xima Mountain, a remnant of the Corpse Immortal Sect. I will show you what is the secret of the head!"
The head of Xima Mountain pointed out, and layers of spells formed in the air, hitting Gong Mengbi, "All spirits retreat!"
It's an exorcism spell!
Xima Mountain's Taoism is inseparable from the sustenance of Yin spirits. Whether it is ghosts and immortals inhabiting other objects or cultivating corpse immortals in their own corpses, they are all one spirit and dominated by Yin gods.
As long as it is a ghost fairy or a corpse fairy who is hit by the exorcism curse, the Yin God will be driven away, and the winner can be determined in an instant.
When Gong Mengbi killed the tiger in the battle, he used the exorcism spell to repel his spirit spirit from the military flag.
The exorcism spell was secretly passed down by the master, and the secret to conquer the three sects had already been passed down to Gong Mengbi by the Skull God.
Gong Mengbi couldn't dodge and was hit by the Exorcism Curse.
The head of Xima Mountain suddenly showed a confident expression and said: "Your dragon-refined body belongs to me!"
Gong Mengbi stopped in front of the leader of Xi Mashan. His outstretched hand could touch his throat in an instant, but he stopped, like a puppet that had lost control.
A black shadow appeared behind him and jumped into the Yin Qi dragon behind him. In an instant, he was pounced on by countless ghosts, immortals and Yin spirits.
Headmaster Ximashan looked at the sharp dragon claws that were very close at hand, and dense cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He was frightened, but he also felt a sense of ecstasy about surviving a disaster.
He turned around and said to the practitioners in Xima Mountain: "This beast pretended to be an elder of my Xima Mountain and blasphemed the Yin spirit of our ancestors. It has been conquered by me!"
The head of Xima Mountain laughed and said: "Today I subdue this beast and obtain his corpse to refine it, my magical power will be achieved!"
All the cultivators in Ximashan laughed loudly and said: "Congratulations to the master for adding magical powers!"
They smiled and complimented the leader of Nishi Mashan, but the smiles froze on their faces in an instant. With fear on their faces and trembling teeth, they looked at the leader.
When the leader of Ximashan saw their voices stop, he looked behind him in fear, his heart started to beat wildly, and he turned around quickly, but felt a chill on his neck, followed by severe pain.
Gong Mengbi's sharp claws dug into his neck, grabbed his spine, and lifted him up from the ground.
"Laughing, why don't you laugh anymore?" Gong Mengbi asked, leaning close to the ear of the leader of Xi Mashan.
The head of Xima Mountain waved the Hundred Souls Banner in his hand, but Gong Mengbi snatched it away. With a heavy Yin Qi, he took control of the Hundred Souls Banner.
The head of Xima Mountain had blood gushing from his body, blocking his throat and gushing out from his mouth and nose. He asked with difficulty: "How... is it possible..."
Gong Mengbi sighed: "I can also do the exorcism spell."
Gong Mengbi waved the Hundred Souls Flag, used the long flag as a spear, and stabbed the leader of Xi Mashan from behind. He impaled him on the top of the flag, held it high on the flag head, and stood on the ground, struggling helplessly.
Gong Mengbi looked at the people in Xima Mountain and sneered: "You can't catch this evil obstacle without restraint!"
When the leader died, these cultivators from Xima Mountain did not hesitate, turned around and fled in all directions under the evil wind, and fled down the mountain.
(End of chapter)
