Chapter 699 The Outbreak of Ghost Magic

He tried his best to break through the four-dimensional space, but the result was still nothing.

The solidity of the four-dimensional space completely exceeded Xia Qi's expectations, and with the violent vibrations of the space, the surrounding outer walls had also turned fiery red.

Xia Qi couldn't imagine what would happen to him who was trapped in it if he let the four-dimensional space explode like this.

Come to think of it, even if he was protected by ghost armor, he might not be able to escape the fate of being blown to pieces.

Although Xia Qi had anticipated his own fate, he couldn't find a solution to the problem other than being anxious.

How long can he last here, 10 minutes? 5 minutes? Or a shorter period of time.

Xia Qi did not panic because of the approaching death. In fact, he had experienced situations similar to the one before him countless times since he entered the underworld.

So he knew very well that the more he reached such a critical moment of life and death, the more he needed to calm down, because blindly panicking could not solve any problem except making him more desperate.

Sitting down on the ground, Xia Tian Qi's face began to be covered with cold sweat and began to slide down his cheeks.

The pure power attack he had just tried was unable to break the barriers in the four directions. If he relied on his ability, he could try to use the ghost baby's swallowing ability to swallow the entire space.

But no one can be sure whether Sifang Space will explode inside his body after being swallowed by him. In that case, he will be dead.

He didn't dare to use his abilities, and brute force didn't work yet. After thinking about it, even Xia Qi, who was always optimistic, felt that he was really doomed this time.

However, this kind of desperate thought is only fleeting. Others may give up, but Xia Qi will never let go of even a chance of survival.

Since his ability cannot be used, nor can he rely on brute force, then he is just like Leng Yue and the other spell owners, using ghost magic to blast away the four-dimensional space that trapped him!

He has never performed ghost magic, and all his knowledge of ghost magic comes from Wu Di's explanations.

If you want to perform ghost magic, you not only need black liquid as a support, but you also need a ghost weapon that can perform ghost magic.

His original idea was to wait for the opportunity to get the stumps from the ghosts' bodies and make them into ghost soldiers, but now he obviously had no choice but to use his own body.

Xia Qi is not an indecisive person. Doing what he thinks of has always been his only rule of thumb.

Although he thought that what he was going to do was a bit cruel to himself, in order to survive and to get a chance to blast through the space, he had no choice now.

Standing up from the ground, Xia Qi took out a bottle of recovery potion from his pocket and held it tightly in his hand. Then he took a deep breath, with a flash of fierceness in his eyes, and took back the ghost armor protecting the lower part of his chest. The ghost claw like a sharp knife then stabbed in hard.

A large amount of blood oozed from the wound. Xia Qi endured the severe pain, roared and grabbed a rib, and then violently pulled it out of the body.

The wound was enlarged again and blood spurted out. Xia Qi stumbled and fell to the ground. Most of the strength in his body was drained out in an instant.

Not daring to delay, he hurriedly raised his somewhat stiff arms, poured the recovery potion he had prepared earlier into his mouth, and swallowed it with great difficulty.

As the recovery potion entered, Xia Qi's wounds were recovering very quickly. It was not until he drank another bottle of recovery potion that he stood up again.

Picking up the bloody ribs on the ground, Xia Qi began to withdraw the black liquid from the body.

The black liquid was led out of his body like drainage, and after a while, it was completely wrapped around his ribs.

During the process, he only felt that the ribs that were still warm at first were getting colder and colder, and as the black liquid continued to coat them, the shape of the ribs was gradually changing. The whole body was as black as ink, and was not affected by the influence of the black liquid. Xia Tianqi was shaking slowly under control.

Xia Qi didn't know if this so-called ghost soldier had become a ghost soldier, but thinking that he could control the black liquid, he tried to make the black liquid turn into a sword shape.

In a few breaths, the rib that originally looked like a blackened stick turned into a dagger about 30 centimeters long.

Holding tightly the ghost weapon transformed from his ribs, Xia Qi did not have any surprises in his heart, but only the determination to bet all his hopes on it.

If it succeeds, he will have a chance to escape. If he fails, he will die here.

He had no choice but to put his best foot forward and try his best.

The ghost energy that Xia Tian Qi obtained when he was strengthened last time. Because he had the idea of ​​​​trying ghost arts, he never compressed it. This time it came in handy.

Because the release of ghost magic is, to put it bluntly, a process of releasing ghost energy, which is no different from the magic spell owners relying on mana to release spells.

Although he had no experience in performing ghost arts and had never practiced it before, Xia Qi felt inexplicably familiar, as if the use of ghost arts was simply an innate instinct.

All the ghost energy in the body was poured into the ghost soldier's dagger without reservation, and then the dagger, which was originally only a palm in length, suddenly increased to a length of several kilograms and one meter, as if it had changed from a dagger to a short dagger. sword.

Countless red cyclones formed around the sword blade. These red cyclones connected with each other after appearing, and faint electric light flowed, becoming extremely heavy in an instant.

Xia Qi held a black dagger with sparkling lightning in his hand, and the skeleton ghost armor around him exuded a faint black light. The purple in his eyes became more intense, and then he slowly raised the black dagger in his hand and faced the space in all directions. One end of the barrier was severely chopped down.

Two terrifying beams of light, one red and one white, shot out from the black dagger, and then the two merged into one surrounded by purple electric light. Accompanied by a sigh-like roar, Xia Qi made a desperate move The destructive force hit the barriers in the four directions.

In an instant, thunder exploded, the space shattered, and the raging ghost energy swept everything.

Large pieces of mirror image fragments fell to the ground. Xia Qi stood there blankly, feeling the aura that was destroying the world. Looking at the four-dimensional space that was being broken bit by bit in his eyes, excitement gradually emerged from the bottom of his heart. joy.

After the mirror fragments of the space fell to the ground, they turned into ghosts, like homeless ghosts, circulating around Xia Qi very quickly.

Faced with such majestic ghost energy, Xia Qi naturally would not just watch them dissipate. Seeing that they were not directly sucked into his body, he used the ghost baby's swallowing ability and opened his huge mouth to scatter the ghost energy. Swallowed it all.