The power of Qilin shocked everyone.
But Zhang Qiling is not Qilin himself, and the aura he exudes is not powerful enough to drive away all ghosts.
After hesitating for a moment.
As if receiving some instructions, all the ghosts opened their mouths and roared silently.
The blue mist stirred by the sound of ghost cries keeps rolling.
Thousands of ghosts are floating around and coming ferociously.
"Keng..."
Zhang Qiling raised his hand and slashed out a wave of heat.
The blue mist was immediately cut open by the sharp knife.
The strong blood energy was like a pillar of fire, and with the sound of "bah", the ghosts within a dozen meters in front were immediately cleared away.
But in just a second or so, countless ghosts appeared.
Zhang Qiling's expression remained unchanged, and he rushed into the crowd of ghosts like an invincible god of war.
An ancient black gold sword was swung into a wheel, and the blade cut the air, making a sharp sound of breaking wind!
Just a few breaths.
Zhang Qiling cleared out hundreds of ghosts.
In the past, he had to rely on ghost seals to cover up his popularity in order to deceive others.
But now, none of these evil soldiers can be his enemy! ~
"drink!"
Zhang Qiling scolded lightly.
This is the first time he has turned on the [Qilin Pattern].
He only felt that his energy, energy, and spirit were rising, but he didn't feel tired even though he was swinging the sword with such high intensity.
Even he himself doesn't know how strong his physical strength is now.
A steady stream of power flows out of the body, and within ten meters of the body, everything is covered by his black and red sword curtain.
Those Yin soldiers, like ice and snow encountering the warm sun, turned into green energy and dispersed...
Hong Kang is not very interested in these ghosts, even if they are fierce ghosts and ghost kings, they are just like that in his eyes.
As for these shady soldiers blocking the way, he was more interested in the driving force behind them.
Yes, it’s the pusher.
There was something obviously wrong with these ghostly moths attacking like a fire.
Even if their consciousness is chaotic and they have almost no independent will, their biological instincts are still there.
They clearly felt Zhang Qiling's restraint on them, but they still launched a suicidal attack.
It was like being given a death order.
But who can control and command these massive ghosts...?
Hong Kang had his own answer in his heart.
Gein, that sluggish energy is too familiar.
I used to hope that I could help the world increase its dimension, but now I am trying to stop it...
This is very contradictory~!
Also, doesn’t this pan-consciousness have too much influence on the world? Shouldn't it just be instinct?
The pan-consciousness of the Daxuan world is far less active, right? !
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"These are the Yin soldiers who blocked Yuwen Qiankun and the others...?"
"It's really endless, especially without fear of physical damage..."
Molecule ants can kill an elephant just by relying on their numbers.
Not to mention these ghosts! ~
Although Zhang Qiling is so brave now, most of his attacks are ineffective.
The sword energy and sword wind cannot harm the ghost, but the lethality it can cause is actually due to its special blood energy power.
"His physical strength is strong and full, but the power of blood is not...!"
Unless he can completely unify his own will and strength and condense the sword intention.
Use your mind to control the sword and cut your heart and soul!
Otherwise, if it drags on for a long time, it will only be killed by the human sea tactic..., well, it should be the ghost sea tactic.
The so-called profession has specialization.
To deal with these ghosts, Taoism is naturally the most skillful.
Therefore, Yuwen Qiankun and Ouyang Qing can only suffer here.
One of the two is a breathing swordsman, and the other follows the path of the chakra system.
Professionalism is inappropriate! ~
If Yuwen Qiankun hadn't mastered the Thunder Release Ninjutsu, there would really be no need to fight~
"Sir, my brother's condition is not good."
Ye Lanqiu's voice brought Hong Kang back to his senses.
Take a closer look.
Sure enough, the range of Zhang Qiling's sword screen was shrinking.
He also noticed that the strength of the sword and the Qi of the sword were of no use. He only tried his best to guide the blood and energy in his body to fight.
Hong Kang looked into the void with a half-smile.
Twisting his fingers gently, a crystal-clear thought appeared, as big as a marble, with infinitely bright thunder and lightning essence brewing inside.
"The drum beats the spring thunder, breaking through the smoke waves and returning far away..."
With a soft groan, this thought slowly flew out of Hong Kang's palm.
Zhang Qiling's heart tightened, and he suddenly wanted to withdraw his sword and retreat.
But I found that my body couldn’t move——
"Don't worry, you can withstand this thunder."
"Maybe it can even take you a step further!"
Hong Kang's calm voice came softly.
When Zhang Qiling heard this, his face suddenly turned ugly.
If he wasn't cold-tempered, he would have yelled loudly.
But how could he obediently do what Hong Kang said? !
"Crack~!"
Zhang Qiling's breathing method was fully opened, the dragon pattern on his forehead glowed, and strong power was generated. The ground was trampled to pieces, but he still couldn't break free from the restraining force.
He stared at Hong Kang with clear eyes like a knife, but received an encouraging smile.
"..."
"Boom~!"
That thought exploded.
In an instant, the thunder spirit inside sprayed thunder light in all directions.
In just an instant, the entire world was filled with endless, dazzling shining light.
Groups of thunder energy are constantly squirming and exploding...
"Boom~!"
It felt like real lightning flashed across the sky, and the entire mountain range was illuminated.
The thunder is shining brightly, and thousands of mountains are like fire! ~
No screams at all.
The ghosts within a radius of three hundred meters were cleared away in an instant.
The ghosts in the outer layer seemed to be slightly activated by the thunderous light. In fright, they fled away one after another. Some of them were too late and got into the ground or mountain walls...
For Zhang Qiling, this moment was extremely uncomfortable.
Whether intentionally or not, the thunder thought exploded near it.
Facing the thunderous energy inside, he was the first to bear the brunt.
In addition to feeling a powerful and evil will, those dazzling lights are like billions of thunder needles, penetrating every hole, trying to pierce the body just like piercing the pores of the body.
The fierce lightning flashed, and his eyes suddenly turned white, and he temporarily lost the ability to see.
He moved his body and found that the restraining force disappeared.
Zhang Qiling regained control of his body and immediately used his power to protect himself.
"Hu~uh~~"
"Ha~ha~~"
Eye-catching white columns of air are sprayed from the mouth and nose, which are very condensed.
Facing this endless energy that seemed to cut him into pieces, he used the [Qilin Pattern] to the extreme!
Fight with all your might.
This thunderous light, with its boundless momentum, was irresistible. The majestic pressure stimulated his body, inch by inch, minute by minute... He felt as if he was being melted into powder.
The lingering pain did not defeat him, but made Zhang Qiling's consciousness extremely clear.
Cells are being penetrated, destroyed, and whipped, and organs are whining and suffering...
But at the same time, the power derived from his bloodline is also awakening, the vitality deep in his body is being stimulated, and the rich blood is repairing his body...
As the body is damaged and repaired, it becomes stronger!
Zhang Qiling's eyes burst out with dazzling energy, and the dragon pattern on his forehead became more complicated and mysterious...
He felt it,
Some inexplicable things are constantly arising and dying under the stimulation of lightning...
However, after all, it is just a thought from Hong Kang's soul, and its power is limited.
After three breaths.
The light slowly faded.
After the Yaobai thunder light disappeared, Zhang Qiling couldn't help but feel a trace of regret.
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Preserve thunder and shock; a gentleman uses fear to save things.
"Yi Zhuan·Zhen"
