Chapter 371: Special Supplements
At this moment, a sneer came from behind Yuan Ming and Yan Sijing, full of mockery.
The two looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a graceful black-robed person vaguely visible in the pervasive yin energy not far away. Judging from her attire, she was a Jindan-stage cultivator from the Black Desert Alliance.
This person appeared very abruptly, and was silent throughout the whole process. Neither Yuan Ming nor Yan Sijing found out where this person came from or when he appeared.
Yan Sijing's expression suddenly changed, and a golden light flashed in her hand, and a golden sword with an ancient shape appeared. The sword body was engraved with many monster patterns, and she looked alert.
"Isn't it a bit unkind for you to eavesdrop on others' conversations so quietly?" Yuan Ming raised his hand to stop Yan Sijing and asked calmly.
The black-robed person simply turned a deaf ear to it, and treated Yuan Ming and the others as nothing. With a flicker of his body, he flew straight into the valley.
Yuan Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and a divine consciousness covered the black-robed person, and performed the dream butterfly illusion.
No matter when this person appears, since he may have heard the plan of him and Yan Sijing, he cannot be allowed to leave like this.
However, the speed of the black-robed man did not change at all, and he was not affected by Yuan Ming's illusion at all.
Yuan Ming's pupils shrank, and he was surprised.
With his current spiritual power and illusion skills, even a cultivator in the late Jindan stage may not be unaffected.
While thinking, Yuan Ming immediately activated the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Picture. The void in front of the black-robed man fluctuated, and a gray figure appeared out of thin air. It was Fang Youting in the form of a ghost slave, and his five fingers grabbed out.
Boom!
Five black lightning bolts shot out from his fingertips and hit the black-robed man. It was Fang Youting's newly born Yin Lei supernatural power after he transformed into a ghost slave.
Yan Sijing saw Yuan Ming take action and also shouted, and the golden sword roared and shook the void, slashing at the black-robed man.
The black-robed man did not move his hands and feet, and a white ripple spread from his body.
Fang Youting's eyes immediately became empty, and the five Yin thunders he sent out deviated and flew past the black-robed man's body.
Yan Sijing's eyes also showed a bit of haziness, as if she had fallen into an illusion. The golden sword suddenly lost control and slashed in another direction.
"Illusion!" Yuan Ming was shocked, and only then did he understand why the black-robed man was not affected by his illusion just now.
This person could easily make Yan Sijing and Fang Youting fall into an illusion, and his illusion skills were probably not inferior to his own.
Yuan Ming shouted softly, and the soul pill in his sea of consciousness suddenly shrank, almost to the size of a sesame seed, and then suddenly expanded.
A powerful spiritual consciousness gushed out, extremely fast, forming a powerful spiritual consciousness wave, which hit Fang Youting and Yan Sijing fiercely.
This was the magical power he had figured out not long ago to break the illusion by combining the soul pill technique, the soul shock secret technique, and the "soul collision" ability: the Ten Direction Soul Wave.
The effect of the Ten-Direction Soul Wave in breaking the illusion is far inferior to the soul collision, but it has a wider range.
Fang Youting and Yan Sijing trembled and recovered.
The black-robed man turned his head to look at Yuan Ming, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. With a flash of his figure, he had already sunk into the depths of the valley and soon disappeared.
A strange expression flashed across Yuan Ming's face, and he did not try to stop him.
"Yuan Daoyou, why did you let the black-clothed man leave?" Yan Sijing was anxious and couldn't help but complained.
"It doesn't matter, this person won't reveal our conspiracy." Yuan Ming's eyes flickered slightly, and he said so.
"Why? Do you know that person?" Yan Sijing frowned, a little dissatisfied with Yuan Ming's explanation.
Yuan Ming did not answer, and waved his sleeves, and three yellow flags fell around him, which was Yaxian's magic weapon.
"I have an urgent matter to do, please ask Yan Daoyou to protect me for a while." He said quickly, and without waiting for Yan Sijing to respond, he urged the three yellow flags.
Bright yellow light rose from the three small flags, forming a thick hemispherical light curtain, covering Yuan Ming's figure, and his consciousness could not penetrate it.
Yan Sijing was puzzled by Yuan Ming's series of actions, and even a little angry.
However, she also understood that she had just advanced to the Jindan stage, and her strength was weak, so it was natural that she was not taken seriously by Yuan Ming.
Yan Sijing took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and quietly walked to the yellow light curtain and sat cross-legged.
Fang Youting stood on the other side of the yellow light curtain, looking around with empty eyes.
Yuan Ming sensed Yan Sijing's actions through the second soul, nodded slightly, turned his hand to take out the silver token, added another layer of silver light curtain behind the yellow light curtain, and then sat down with peace of mind to take out the Stealing Heaven Cauldron.
After a while, the yellow light curtain dissipated, and Yuan Ming's figure appeared.
"Yuan Daoyou, how did things go?" Yan Sijing stood up and said with a smile, without asking what Yuan Ming did.
"Everything is done. Fellow Daoist Yan has been waiting for a long time. Let's set off now." Seeing Yan Sijing adjust her mentality so quickly, Yuan Ming couldn't help but look at this girl for a second. He put Fang Youting into the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts and said.
The two of them immediately flew up and entered the valley.
The further they went, the thicker the Yin Qi in the valley became. Soon, a gray-black fog appeared in the air. Yuan Ming and the others felt numbness in their meridians from a distance, and even the deepest part of their bones began to tingle.
"Ghost miasma! The Yin Qi here is so thick!" Yan Sijing's expression became solemn.
Yuan Ming's eyes also moved. He had heard that ghost miasma would only form in some places with extremely heavy Yin Qi and ghosts gathered. It was extremely poisonous. Even if a cultivator encountered it, his cultivation would be slightly lower and his essence and blood would wither and die.
However, for some ghost magic weapons, ghost miasma is a great tonic.
As his mind turned, he secretly activated the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts. The air in the valley suddenly surged, and dense ghost miasma began to float towards the two.
Yan Sijing's face changed, and she hurriedly offered a fiery red round bead and suspended it above her head.
A red light column enveloped her from the round bead.
When the ghost miasma touched the red light column, it immediately made a "chi chi" sound and was evaporated by the red light in the light column.
Yuan Ming slightly activated the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts, and a white light shone through his body.
When the ghost miasma touched the white light, it immediately disappeared without a trace and could not touch his body at all.
Yan Sijing could not see what method Yuan Ming used, but she did not ask more.
After the two used their own methods, they continued to move forward and soon flew into the ghost miasma.
The Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts was like a glutton swallowing the sky. Wherever it passed, ghost miasma surged within a range of hundreds of feet.
The situation in the valley didn't seem to have changed much, but in fact, the essence of the ghost miasma had been completely absorbed.
The Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Picture trembled with joy, and the pattern on it became more vivid. The ghost slaves in the picture also absorbed the power of the ghost miasma, and their strength slowly increased.
Especially Tian Gui Sanren, his body quickly became solid, and he had the potential to surpass Fang Youting.
Yuan Ming was secretly happy. Tian Gui Sanren was originally a soul cultivator at the peak of the love witch. He was forcibly knocked down by the curse rune. If he could recover his strength with the help of the ghost miasma, he would definitely be a great help to him.
He pondered for a moment, and threw the white bone knife and Tian Gui Sanren's black crutches into the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Picture.
These two objects are Yin attribute magic weapons. Using ghost miasma to nourish them may increase their power.
As for the Soul-Destroying Sword, Yuan Ming did not throw it into the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Picture.
This sword needs pure Yin soul power. Ghost miasma is a bit complicated for it. Forcibly absorbing it will be harmful.
However, the unusual movement caused by Yuan Ming's extensive supplementation of the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts made Yan Sijing nervous throughout the whole process. She held the golden sword tightly in her hand and concentrated on exploring the surroundings.
"Fellow Daoist Yan, don't worry so much. This unusual movement of ghost miasma may be deliberately caused by the owner of the Immortal Mansion as a test for us. If there are ghosts attacking, just leave it to me." Seeing Yan Sijing's appearance, Yuan Ming knew that she was frightened by the surging ghost miasma. He comforted her with a little apology and flew in front of Yan Sijing.
"Ghost miasma is born with the support of rich ghost energy. Such a rich ghost miasma can form here, and there must be many ghosts entrenched. Fellow Daoist Yuan, be careful." Yan Sijing breathed a sigh of relief and reminded.
Yuan Ming hummed, and his spiritual consciousness swept around, and the Soul-Destroying Sword in his body was ready to move.
Unlike Yan Sijing, he was looking forward to the ghosts coming.
The Soul-Destroying Sword had just been upgraded to a magic weapon and needed a lot of Yinhun power to nourish it.
In the past, no matter how much soul power this sword absorbed, its power would not change much. Now, the Soul-Destroying Sword has developed a talisman formation. The more soul power it absorbs, the greater its power.
However, contrary to the two's expectations, they advanced for a long time without encountering even a single ghost.
"Could it be that they were all killed by the black-clothed man before?" Yan Sijing was surprised and happy.
Yuan Ming remained silent and secretly suspected that the ghosts here were scared away by the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts.
He was considering whether to put away the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts, when a gray shadow suddenly appeared in the miasma behind him. It was a gray-clothed female ghost with disheveled hair and a fierce face, and she pounced on Yan Sijing.
The Yin Qi surrounding this ghost was very strong, not inferior to that of a Jindan-stage cultivator.
Yan Sijing also reacted very quickly, and immediately raised the golden sword, and a huge golden sword light slashed backwards.
The gray-clothed female ghost grabbed with one hand, and a black ghost claw about ten feet long appeared out of thin air, easily resisting the golden sword light.
Without waiting for Yan Sijing to react, the gray-clothed female ghost opened her mouth and screamed, and the area of more than ten feet was immediately filled with ghosts and wolves howling, which was extremely piercing.
Yan Sijing felt as if her soul had been hit hard, and her face instantly lost all color, and her mind was blank.
The gray-clothed female ghost shook her palm, and the black ghost claw blocked the golden sword light and grabbed Yan Sijing's chest, and it seemed that she was about to kill this woman on the spot.
A black sword light shot from the front, piercing through the black ghost claw, turning it into invisible.
Yan Sijing was also wrapped in a green light, flew backwards, and landed behind Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming had already condensed into a soul pill, and his soul was abnormally stable. He was not affected by the howling at all. There was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the gray-clothed female ghost.
The gray-clothed female ghost also stared at Yuan Ming, as if she felt that this person was more difficult to deal with than Yan Sijing. After hesitating for two breaths, she attacked again, and let out another ghost howl. Two black ghost claws also appeared out of thin air and attacked Yuan Ming on both sides.
Yuan Ming smiled faintly, opened his mouth and spurted out two soul-destroying sword lights, which cut off the black ghost claws.
At the same time, a huge scroll shadow shot out from his body and wrapped around the gray-clothed female ghost.
The gray-clothed female ghost struggled hard, but could not break free from the scroll shadow. She screamed and disappeared, and was collected into the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Picture.
Yuan Ming hesitated for a moment and did not use the soul-destroying sword to kill and absorb it.
The ghost howling magic of this gray-clothed female ghost is not weak, and it is quite similar to the soul cultivation method. It may be used at a critical moment.
He urged the ghost body transformation magic of the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Picture and began to refine the gray-clothed female ghost into a ghost slave.