It's no longer time to be forced to use the "divine descending technique" by three fierce ghosts in Xuanhua City. Now that Zhang Yan has entered the Xuanmai realm, both his methods and experience are completely different from those back then.
His left hand threw out a stack of talisman papers at once, more than ten of them. After taking off his hand, they flew like butterflies and slowly ignited, leaving small golden marks in the air, like brand marks hovering in the air and not being blown away by the wind. Pass away.
"hiss!"
The ghost boy was obviously startled by the sudden appearance of Zhang Yan. He let out a hiss and looked warily at the golden symbols that were all around him. These symbols gave him a very uncomfortable feeling. Will want to actively avoid it. Just like wild animals, they are naturally afraid of fire.
"Can we talk?" Zhang Yan lowered the peach wood sword in his hand, tilted his head slightly, and looked down at the slightly panicked ghost boy in front of him. He was sure that the other person's intelligence must be the same as that of a living person, otherwise the emotional changes in his eyes would never be so clear. Compared with the three fierce ghosts he met in Xuanhua City, the female ghost in red was almost the same, or even more sinister.
"Hiss! You are looking for death!"
Suddenly, the scene in front of Zhang Yan changed like fog and smoke, and in an instant he was at the familiar Yubei Mountain Fortress. The fighting around him was vividly visible, and he even seemed to be able to smell the special smell of the blood of the demon clan in the air. taste.
Is this...an illusion?
After Zhang Yan entered the Xuanmai Realm, it was the first time that he was trapped in an illusion by the evil ghost's methods. And it’s actually Yubei Mountain. Could it be that in my heart, Yubei Mountain is a very scary place? Zhang Yan himself was curious because he didn't think Yubei Mountain was that scary. But as soon as he thought about it, he came to some understanding. Perhaps this fear of Yubei Mountain was not his, but his predecessor's. After all, my predecessor was scared to death in Yubei Mountain.
Taishangtaixing, adaptable to constant changes;
Exorcise evil spirits and bind evil spirits, protect life and body;
Wisdom is clear and the mind is peaceful;
The three souls are eternal, and the soul has no loss.
Zhang Yan didn't panic at all. It was just an illusion. He couldn't even let his consciousness sink into it. How could this thing trap him? Aura arose, and he slowly recited the divine mantra in his mouth. After reciting the "Heart-Purifying Mantra", the illusion in front of him was like melting snow, which was evaporated in the blink of an eye, revealing the gloomy appearance of a mass grave in the night, and the still-cold mantra. Fu Lu was the fierce ghost who was trapped in place and couldn't escape.
"It seems that you don't know how to speak well. Then you don't blame me." Zhang Yan held a sword flower in the peach wood sword in his hand. He moved his feet, like fluttering willow catkins, and approached the restraining range of the talisman slowly and quickly. There is a slow golden light on the sword, which is the power of the spiritual fire talisman left by fingers wiping the sword body.
He also wants to try his current methods. Zhang Yan now regarded the ghost child in front of him as a test stone.
The sword technique is still the same sword technique, and the body technique is still the same. What is more is the overall effect brought about by the improvement of the realm. This was supplemented by the new methods added by Zhang Yan, who came from the Mysterious Vein Realm.
The sword danced erratically, seemingly without force, but it was as fast as lightning, and its angle was even more elusive. The ghost boy wanted to rely on the movement speed of his soul body to avoid it, but he found that the opponent's feet were somehow mysterious, not even a bit slower than it, and he couldn't avoid it at all. And whenever it is hit by a sword, the terrifying pain on its shoulder that burns its heart and lungs will always make it scream and scream in unspeakable agony.
Can I run if I can't beat him?
The ghost boy also tried. It's a pity that it wants to run but can't!
Not to mention the golden mark that was tightly sealed around it, the soul would emit smoke when touched, and it was impossible to pass through it, and I didn't know what it was.
Sink into the ground? That person always stomps his feet, making it impossible to penetrate the ground that was once easy to enter and exit.
For the first time, this ghost child discovered that living people can be so scary. Moreover, it has not figured out the origin of the other party until now. Not only does it seem to understand it extremely well, but it is also extremely capable, and it is completely different from the human warriors it knows.
Maybe you will die today? The ghost boy couldn't help but think. Even though it died once.
Zhang Yan didn't know the pain of the spiritual fire burning into the soul, but he could tell something from the other person's expression. This was his original purpose, to give the other party some suffering. Only after he had suffered enough could he speak, and maybe he could ask something.
"Can we talk?" Zhang Yan saw that the other party was so exhausted that he was burned by the spiritual fire and could no longer even dodge or move. So he temporarily stopped using the sword technique in his hand, but still maintained the surrounding talisman seal, and was less than ten feet away from the opponent.
"Hiss! You, who are you!?" The voice was hoarse, not as crisp as a child at all, but more like the feeling of a fifty or sixty year old, accompanied by resentment and fear.
Zhang Yan felt the resentment. He raised the wooden sword hanging in his hand again and pressed it against the ghost boy's forehead. A ray of spiritual fire stretched out from the tip of the sword like a needle and slowly pierced the ghost boy's forehead.
The severe pain caused the ghost boy to tremble all over, roaring but unable to move at all.
"Why are you hiding in Wu Mansion? What is your relationship with the people in Wu Mansion?"
"I...don't know...ah...forgive...me..."
Perhaps Zhang Yan couldn't do anything very cruel to a living person. At worst, he could just chop him off with a knife, and he wasn't very good at using torture methods. But facing ghosts, Zhang Yan has no psychological barriers at all. Not to mention the ghost in front of him who looks like a ghost child and eats souls like food. No matter how abusive he is, he will not hesitate.
"What does the Wu family have to do with you?" Zhang Yan asked in a deep voice, and the spiritual fire needle on the tip of the wooden sword thrust forward an inch again. There is a saying for this method, called "Yintang Painful Soul". It not only has the same torture effect on the soul, but also on living people. It is said that it was created by a monk who was both good and evil, and was included in a special magic book by Longhu Mountain.
"They...they are the king's servants...servants...servants..."
"Huh? Make it clear, you...are not good!" Zhang Yan was about to urge, but before he could finish his words, he saw a strange red light suddenly appear from inside the soul of the ghost child in front of him, and he was involved. The ghost child's soul body shook violently, and in just three breaths, it actually began to collapse internally. This scene made Zhang Yan shrink his eyes sharply. One word came to mind: Soul Explosion!
The soul body is the most important part of a living being, and its structure is mysterious and unknown to both heaven and earth. And if the soul body explodes on its own, it will produce extremely destructive power. According to the records of Longhu Mountain, this is a common method used by many monks when they fight to the death. If it is sudden enough, they can often kill enemies who are stronger than themselves or be seriously injured.
Zhang Yan's figure retreated violently, and at the same time, five layers of five element energy shields covered himself in front of him. All of this was arranged in an instant, and the ghost child's soul exploded. The huge power was dispersed at a speed far faster than Zhang Yan's violent retreat. In one breath, the five-layered five-element air shield arranged by Zhang Yan was shattered into pieces. .
"Qiankun protect me!" Zhang Yan shouted at the critical moment, and the wooden sword in his hand instantly turned into a large red shield, blocking him tightly...
