Chapter 18 The Ghost

The tomb of the demon spirit is huge, like an underground labyrinth.

Since entering the west passage, the four of Lu Qingshan seem to have entered a long and endless road.

It was dark and quiet all around.

There was a slight gleam in Xian Huaibi's eyes, and he looked around vigilantly, but he didn't find anything.

It seems extremely safe here.

"Lu Qingshan, something is wrong." At this time, the voice of King West Mouse came, and it was the first to discover the signs, "There are suddenly many extremely cold and strange auras on this road."

Lu Qingshan stopped walking.

"What's wrong?" Tantai Qingrun asked.

Lu Qingshan's eyes fell on the edge of the stone wall above his head, his pupils shone slightly.

Suddenly, a face appeared there.

An ugly and terrifying face, with green eyes shining faintly, like two will-o'-the-wisps, with sharp fangs and scars all over the face.

woo woo woo~

The ghost face came out of the wall, let out an ear-piercing scream, and rushed towards Yitian who was standing beside Lu Qingshan.

call!

Qin Yitian's face remained unchanged, and he flicked his sleeves very quickly, a wave of flames was born, instantly engulfing the grimace and turning it into a cloud of blue smoke.

But at this time it was not just a grimace, more and more terrifying grimaces that were almost identical appeared on the rock wall, very eerie and frightening.

King Xishu hurriedly escaped back, hiding on Lu Qingshan's body, the little bird clings to him.

Tantai Qingrun and Xian Huaibi finally discovered these grimaces.

"What is this?" Xian Huaibi was taken aback.

"Being a minion for a tiger, this is a ghost." Lu Qingshan said.

The ghost is one of the extremely powerful blood talents of the tiger demon. Through this technique, the tiger demon can refine the resentful souls of humans and animals that it has devoured and killed into ghosts for its own use.

Killed by the tiger demon, not only cannot be reincarnated after death, but also has to work for the tiger demon.

It sounds like an extremely vicious spell.

These grimaces emerged from the stone wall, they were all blue in color, and rushed towards them with bared teeth and claws.

Tantai Qingrun snorted coldly, the Lingyin Sword flew out, and hundreds of cool rays of light flickered in the dark passage.

The waning moon's sword light passed through the heads of these ghosts, and then the ghosts turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared.

"It's just the weakest brat, vulnerable to a single blow." Xian Huaibi said.

Lu Qingshan frowned, with a serious look on his face.

He looked into the depths of the passage.

Tantai Qingrun's actions seemed to ignite the fuse, and more and more cold auras emerged in the dark underground demon mound.

The air that seemed somewhat dull because of the confinement became more chaotic at this time, and strange movements began to sound one after another.

The road ahead is already full of ghosts.

These ghosts are either lurking in the shadows, or attached to the rock walls, as if sleeping.

But at this moment, these ghosts all came to their senses and rushed towards Lu Qingshan and the others, densely packed and terrifyingly large in number.

Vibrate!

In the cave, a sword light flashed.

The Dragon Bird Sword appeared in Lu Qingshan's hand.

He used his spiritual power on the Dragon Bird Sword a little, and with a snort, the phoenix pattern on the Dragon Bird Sword flashed slightly, and a layer of shallow flame waves floated on the sword.

Whether it is the breath or the form of the flame wave, it is exactly the same as the one released by Qin Yitian just now.

call! call!

Hundreds of ghosts of different shapes rolled and rushed, like a black wave, with an astonishing momentum that could not be seen at a glance.

Xian Huaibi's face changed, but at the first moment, a dazzling aura flashed on his physical body, the entire skin of his body turned into rock-like gray, blood gushed out, and one person stood in the front.

This is the responsibility of physical training.

After a few breaths of time, a blue wolf ghost had already jumped in front of Xian Huaibi, and its sharp blue nails scratched towards Xian Huaibi's neck.

This is also a little ghost, equivalent to the combat power of a foundation-building monk.

Clang, clang!

After a burst of extremely sharp metal friction sound,

The ghost's nails were actually broken off.

But on Xian Huaibi's neck, there was only a light white mark.

The painful blue wolf ghost had no time to express its anger. In an instant, a sound exploded, and a red light passed through its body.

That was Lu Qingshan's flying sword.

Under this sword, Qinglang suddenly burst into a cloud of blue blood mist.

The blood mist rose and dissipated along the chaotic wind in the passage.

But the sword wasn't over yet, killing a blue wolf ghost in an instant didn't seem to consume too much power of Feijian, and the dragon sparrow sword raged towards the other ghosts at the side.

Puff puff! Boom, boom!

Five or six groups of blood mist burst out again.

With just an understatement of the sword, Lu Qingshan killed six or seven ghosts of the same level.

It was so easy, which surprised Xian Huaibi who didn't know much about Lu Qingshan's strength.

Such a strong swordsman!

But this scene didn't deter any ghosts, on the contrary, it seemed to stimulate them, making them rush over even more crazily.

Immediately, more than a dozen ghosts rushed straight up along the rock wall, biting the Xianhuai wall with their bloody mouths open.

These dozens of ghosts are already much stronger than the previous blue wolf ghosts. In terms of lethality alone, they are comparable to monks in the early stage of Jindan.

But even so, the sinister fangs of these dozens of ghosts biting Xian Huaibi's skin was still futile, and they couldn't break his defense at all.

And Xian Huaibi took the opportunity to mobilize his spiritual power, his whole body was shaken, and with the sound of crackling, the fangs of these ghosts were actually broken by him

boom!

Lu Qingshan's dragon sparrow sword flew out again, the flames mixed with the light of the sword pierced the darkness and burst into pieces.

The ghost belongs to the ghost, and the dragon sparrow sword is in charge of the divine fire. The flame wave bursting out from the phoenix pattern has an extra damage bonus against the soul body. It is very easy to kill the ghost.

The ghost was chopped into smoke, and scattered as the dragon bird sword swam.

But obviously they are only soul bodies, but when these ghosts die, they emit a very strong bloody aura, which is very strange.

And these bloody smells aroused the viciousness of more ghosts, causing them to roar sinisterly.

The roar is like a wave.

The ghosts are like boiling water, coming one after another.

"enough!"

Tantai Qingrun looked at these crazy ghosts and said coldly.

The Qiuhong sword came out of the body, and the blue light on the sword was full of light, turning into ripples and spreading outward.

call out!

The sword turned into a streamer, crossed the Xianhuai Wall, and penetrated into the crowd of ghosts.

The spiritual light was mighty, like the undulating sea and the waves rolling the sky. At this moment, it turned out to illuminate this dark passage like daytime.

And all the ghosts who come into contact with the sword light are like being melted by the sun, turning into ashes in an instant.

With just such a move, Tantai Qingrun completed the clearing of the venue, and the bustling ghosts in the passage were cleared away, and fell into silence again.