Chapter 140 Ghost Slayer

Chapter 140 Ghost Slayer

Naturally, Lin Xuan would not let it succeed. How could he let the heaven and earth elixir he found so hard be destroyed in front of his eyes.

After Lin Xuan frowned slightly, he stretched out his finger and tapped Bi Xuehuan lightly, and shouted: "Hey!"

Immediately, the sixteen small rings that split out burst into light at the same time, rushing towards the ghost with a roar.

The speed of the top-grade spiritual weapon was no small matter, and it caught up to him almost in the blink of an eye. The ghost had to stop and focus on defense.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.

He stretched out his hand, hugged it into a ball, pinched a strange magic seal, circulated his spiritual power to his fingertips, and then tapped Bi Xuehuan again.

A group of flames burned with the Bixue ring as the center. There were sixteen small rings in total, so there were sixteen flames.

However, unlike ordinary flames which are red, this flame is as white as snow, spotless, and even after it appeared, the surrounding temperature did not rise.

However, there was a look of fear on the face of the ghost.

Innate fire!

Originally, this would only be performed by monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but Lin Xuan made it appear in front of his eyes by relying on the top-grade spiritual weapon in his hand and his pure cultivation.

The essence of ginseng can improve the strength, while the essence of ginseng has the effect of purifying the spiritual power in the body. Because Lin Xuan has the ability to purify, he does not need to take a large amount of money every day. Among the monks of the same level, there may be geniuses in the body. The amount of spiritual power is slightly more than him, but when it comes to the purity of spiritual power, that is, the high quality, Lin Xuan definitely ranks first, even compared with the monks in the foundation period, there is little difference.

Coupled with the help of the best spiritual weapon, Lin Xuan successfully used the innate fire.

Seeing Li Gui's terrified expression, Lin Xuan took a breath, and performed the spirit control technique, manipulating Bi Xuehuan and its avatar to trap the ghost in place.

Li Gui naturally didn't want to stand still, opened his bloody mouth, and spewed out several mouthfuls of blood. The blood mixed with ghost mist, forming a black and red shield.

"go!"

The night was full of dreams, and Lin Xuan didn't want to stay here any longer. Wherever his mind moved, the snow-white innate fire flew towards the ghost.

Silently, but extremely fast, Li Gui had nowhere to hide, the innate fire hit its shield, like melting ice and snow, the color of the shield quickly faded, and in the blink of an eye, it was on the verge of falling. A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but then he became decisive, opened his mouth again, and spewed mouthfuls of blood.

The blood was sprinkled on the shield, and the part melted by the innate fire returned to its original state. However, Lin Xuan was not in a hurry. Instead, there was a stern smile on the corner of his mouth. At this moment, the two sides had turned into a consumption and a competition for mana.

My own innate fire is displayed through the spirit weapon, which itself has a little advantage.

And every time the opponent spurts out a mouthful of blood, his cultivation base will drop by one point. If the confrontation continues like this, it will be clear at a glance who will win and who will lose.

Lin Xuan took out a spar from his bosom and held it in his hand to replenish his mana. He was already sure of victory, but now with such a layer of insurance, there is no reason to lose.

Time passed by, and half an hour later, the trapped ghost was already sweating profusely, and his figure shrank a lot.

it's time!

Lin Xuan raised his hand, and shot a spell at Bi Xuehuan who was spinning in mid-air.

In the white light, the Bixue ring began to transform, twisting into the shape of a crescent blade, with a cold light and a murderous aura!

Li Gui's expression was even more frightened, Lin Xuan didn't intend to give him more time to think, and spoke the truth: "Sick!"

The crescent blade roared towards the ghost, and the sharp sound of piercing through the air was chilling.

Li Gui had no intention of fighting, and stopped spitting out blood on the protective shield, turned around, turned into a red light, and wanted to fly away.

"I only want to escape now, it's too late!"

The sixteen crescent blades separated from each other, surrounded the ghost from all directions, and the innate fire that melted the shield also flew over, forming a sky net together with the crescent, and the ghost was already unable to fly.

There was no blood, but countless yin qi emerged from Li Gui's dismembered body, and then his remaining body twisted for a while, turning into ghosts one by one, trying to escape in panic.

This monster was originally composed of the souls of fallen monks and monsters, but now it was just beaten back to its original shape.

Looking at the flying ghost, Lin Xuan held the Hundred Soul Banner again, waved it lightly, injected with spiritual power, and threw it into the sky.

After inhaling enough spiritual power, the Hundred Soul Banner that came out of his hand quickly grew in size, from the size of a palm to several feet long and wide.

Streams of black air shot out from inside.

The black energy seemed to be spiritual, chasing the fleeing ghosts respectively, and then wrapped them in it in one roll.

Yin Hun's horror has reached its peak, struggling desperately, but it is useless, this Hundred Soul Banner magic weapon is exactly the nemesis of ghosts.

It is quite powerful to deal with the ghosts like just now, but it is a piece of cake to clean up these remaining ghosts.

None of the souls of the monks and monsters fell out, but they were all entangled by the black thread and rolled back into the Hundred Souls Banner.

Then the magic weapon returned to the size of a palm in the rotation, and fell back into Lin Xuan's hand. Unlike before, the Hundred Soul Banner that absorbed many souls appeared to be full of spiritual power, black and shiny, just holding it in his hand, You can feel the powerful energy contained in it.

A look of color flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes. From the book of cultivating magic, this Hundred Soul Banner is extremely powerful. The more souls it absorbs, the more powerful its power will be. In the end, it can even compete with the top The best spiritual weapons of the first order teach the strengths and weaknesses.

However, Lin Xuan never sacrificed it for no other reason. Although Lin Xuan thought he was not a kind person with a soft heart, he was by no means a bloodthirsty and cruel villain.

Lin Xuan couldn't do such a thing as asking him to kill people to obtain souls in order to sacrifice the magic weapon, so the hundred soul banners were kept in the storage bracelet and never used.

But the situation is different now. These monsters and cultivator souls that once assembled into fierce ghosts were their enemies. How could Lin Xuan be polite to them? He didn't need to show mercy to the enemies.

Although it is the remaining souls, the number is astonishing, there are nearly a hundred of them. After absorbing so much nutrition, the Hundred Soul Banner will go back and sacrifice it again by itself, which will surely double its power.

Although this battle was a bit dangerous, it was also rewarding.