Chapter 77 Illusion

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There are now seven people on the side of the righteous monks, and only one person and one ghost on the other side.

Although they had the advantage in numbers, the seven righteous monks were all at the Golden Core stage, while Cheng Xixiu of the Phantom Sect was a Xuan Mo realm monk, which was a higher level than the seven righteous monks.

Cheng Xixiu sensed Changshan Ghost King's thoughts and used magic to control Changshan Ghost King to attack everyone again. Changshan Ghost King was as ferocious as the ghosts he controlled before, and he felt that the monks in front of him had died ten thousand times.

Changshan Ghost King was a hundred times faster than before and rushed towards Wu Yangwei in the Demon Suppressing Mansion first.

Wu Yangwei was covered in treasured armor and was ready to fight head-on with the Ghost King of Changshan. But he didn't expect that the Ghost King of Changshan would arrive in front of him, and his figure would turn into a line of blue smoke.

The treasure armor on Wu Yangwei's body glowed red, evaporating one-third of the smoke that Changshan Ghost King had transformed into, but two-thirds of the smoke still passed through his body and transformed into Changshan Ghost King again.

Wu Yangwei's soul was severely injured, his face turned pale, and he collapsed.

The Ghost King of Changshan was not having a good time either. His ghost body was obviously much lighter than before.

He had paddled in battle before and did not want to lose his strength. Now he is controlled by Cheng Xixiu and wants to die together with these righteous monks.

The Ghost King of Changshan repeated his old tricks and rushed towards Hua Fenglai of Piaomiao Palace.

The moon-watching monk of Jinding Temple was prepared, and he called out a small golden bell.

The small golden bell suddenly grew in size, covering the Changshan Ghost King inside.

The Ghost King of Changshan kept struggling in the bell. Monk Guanyue, regardless of anything else, sat on the ground, closed his eyes and silently recited a mantra, in order to forcibly liberate the Ghost King of Changshan here.

Monk Guanyue left his own safety to his companions and recited the scriptures wholeheartedly.

Gu Qingyu of Shuiyue Temple disappeared when everyone was passing through the uncertain fog. The soul of Wu Yangwei in Zhenmo Mansion was severely injured and is now unconscious. Monk Guanyue is in a stalemate with the Ghost King of Changshan.

The only ones who can still fight now are Han Sheng of the Xianxia Sect, Li Shan of the Qingjing Sect, Hua Fenglai of the Piaomiao Palace, Shu Yuehen of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and Mu Hanyun of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

The Changshan Ghost King's attack was too fast. Their attention was entirely on Cheng Xixiu of the Phantom Sect, and they had no time to react.

Only Monk Guanyue had already decided to protect his companions with his life. He focused all his attention on his companions and saved Hua Fenglai in time.

Now Cheng Xixiu has disappeared without a trace, and no one knows how she escaped.

Han Sheng of the Xianxia Sect looked extremely ugly. Cheng Xixiu's illusion was too terrifying. As the leader, he couldn't think of a way to break it. He watched his companions fall one after another.

Qingjing Sect Li Shan used the Calming Talisman on Wu Yangwei. Although Wu Yangwei's complexion improved, he was still unconscious.

It was Shu Yuehen's first time fighting against a demon cultivator in the Mysterious Demon Realm at his peak, and he felt restricted and hit.

Although her consciousness was strong, she could not distinguish Cheng Xixiu's phantom, let alone find out Cheng Xixiu's weakness.

Cheng Xixiu did not confront her head-on, but kept disturbing her with phantoms.

She looked at Mu Hanyun and asked, "Junior brother, how do you know that Gu Qingyu is not true?"

Mu Hanyun said: "It's just a vague feeling, I'm not sure. If it wasn't for the emergency situation just now, I didn't want to say it."

Shu Yuehen thought to himself: He is indeed the male protagonist of the original book.

"I know, you can call it beast intuition. You can know a lot of things by feeling."

Mu Hanyun said with a grimace: "What is beast intuition? I am not a beast."

Han Sheng heard their conversation and suddenly remembered the divination results before the trip. He once predicted that bringing Mu Hanyun would be beneficial to their trip.

He asked Mu Hanyun: "Brother Mu! If Cheng Xixiu's true form appears, can you feel it?"

Mu Hanyun said: "I can give it a try."

Han Sheng said: "We now know that Cheng Xixiu of the Netherworld Sect is behind the manipulation of the Changshan Ghost King to forcefully open the gate of hell. This violates the agreement between heaven and man. Cheng Xixiu will never let us go back. She will definitely come back. In the underworld, even if she She is a female devil in the Mysterious Demon Realm, and she cannot exert much strength. As long as Brother Mu finds her true body, we may defeat her."

Li Shan responded: "Brother Han is right, we have to take out the treasure at the bottom of the box, otherwise everyone will die here."

Even Hua Fenglai, who had always been silent, clenched his fists and said one word: "Yes."

Shu Yuehen thought of the three sword talismans given to him by his master Su Baicheng. The three sword talismans of the founder of the founding sect were sealed in the talismans. Maybe it was time to use them.

She looked at Mu Hanyun and said, "Junior brother, it's up to you this time, don't let us down."

Mu Hanyun nodded: "I promise not to disappoint senior sister."

At this time, the ghost king of Changshan who was imprisoned in the golden bell had a peaceful face and recited scriptures with Monk Guanyue. Cheng Xixiu's restraint on the ghost king of Changshan became more and more loose.

Cheng Xixiu felt bad. If the Ghost King of Changshan broke away from his control and reported to the world of immortality that he had controlled him and forcibly opened the gate of hell, then it would be confirmed that he had violated the agreement between heaven and man, and he would be hunted by both good and evil, and would no longer have a place to live. place,

These elite monks of the righteous sect carry countless protective treasures with them. She cannot kill them without using magic weapons.

Cheng Xixiu gritted his teeth and finally took out the magic weapon, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

With a wave of the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, all the tens of thousands of ghosts hidden inside flew out to kill those righteous monks.

The five monks who were guarding Monk Guanyue were not surprised when they saw the dark ghost.

Piao Miao Gong Hua Feng came and took out the array disk given to him by his elders.

The array disk was spinning in his hand, and the five-star guardian array was deployed to protect them all.

Li Shan pulled out a golden talisman and threw it into the sky. The usually dark sky in the underworld was as bright as day. A huge bolt of lightning struck many ghosts, followed by earth-shattering thunder.

This terrifying thunder and lightning killed countless ghosts, and also made all the ghosts around Changshan flee again.

Han Sheng from the Xianxia sect took out his beloved little white abacus. He wanted to calculate Cheng Xixiu's approximate location.

The nervous sound of abacus sounded like a war drum, and a ray of white light shot towards a green-faced and fanged ghost in the distance.

Mu Hanyun said to Shu Yuehen: "Senior sister, follow my sword."

His flying sword Changfeng shot at the terrifying ghost, and Shu Yuehen's white clouds followed Changfeng and shot at the ghost.

The green-faced and fanged fierce ghost was transformed by Cheng Xixiu of the Netherworld Sect. When she saw two flying swords coming towards her, she hurriedly transformed into nine identical illusions.

The nine ghosts flew away in different directions.

As soon as the illusion came out, Han Sheng couldn't get out of Cheng Xixiu's position, and the white light emitted by the abacus was spinning in the air.

Mu Hanyun didn't hesitate. He didn't look at it and didn't count it. He just followed his vague feeling to control the sword.

The long wind suddenly turned and flew to the right, followed by white clouds.

(End of chapter)