Chapter 1046: Quick Decision

The purple-gold thunder fell with the power of destroying the heaven and earth.

Yuan Luo hurriedly mobilized the mana in his body and injected it into the ghost flag like a torrent.

The flag quickly grew larger and turned into a huge flag of a hundred miles, spanning the sky. The ghost energy on it rose, like a surging sea, undulating.

The thunder bombarded the flag.

The ghost energy on the ghost flag was quickly annihilated. The flag shook violently, as if it could be torn apart at any time.

Yuan Luo continued to mobilize his mana and use all his strength to drive the ghost flag; while continuing to escape to the cave.

"Daoyou, stay!"

A figure suddenly appeared on the top of a high mountain dozens of miles ahead.

This person was naturally Song Wen, and a long spear of more than ten feet was suspended above his head.

On the spear, the spear light was swallowing and suddenly shot out, chasing the wind and lightning, and went straight to Yuan Luo.

Yuan Luo hurriedly stopped his escape light, raised his hand and waved it, a clear gray bell appeared in the air, facing the spear.

A sound of metal clashing rang out.

The bell was pierced by the spear and was suddenly knocked out.

This bell was just a pseudo-spiritual treasure, and its defense was far less than Yuan Luo's life-saving magic weapon, the ghost flag.

Blocked by the bell, the power of the spear was instantly reduced, but under Song Wen's urging, it regrouped in an instant, and continued to stab Yuan Luo.

"May I ask who you are, fellow Taoist, and why you want to attack me? If I have offended you, I hope you will raise your hand, and I will definitely..."

Yuan Luo's words stopped abruptly.

The spear was not far in front of him.

He could no longer care to say anything more, so he had to mobilize the ghost energy in his body with all his strength to form a thick ghost energy shield in front of him.

Just as the ghost shield was formed, Yuan Luo's body suddenly shook slightly, and a large amount of scarlet blood spurted out of his mouth.

It was because the Taixiao Divine Thunder had broken the ghost energy lingering on the ghost flag and hit the flag surface.

Although the flag was not torn, it left traces of lightning strikes.

The ghost flag turned into several feet in size again and floated towards Yuan Luo.

The life magic weapon is connected to the mind of the cultivator.

The ghost flag was damaged, and Yuan Luo was backlashed, and his mind and internal organs suffered serious injuries.

His mind was in chaos, and his control over the ghost shield in front of him was weakened.

Suddenly, the ghost energy on the ghost shield dissipated, and there were signs of collapse.

Just at this time, the long spear came.

The ghost shield, which was already showing signs of collapse, could not resist the attack of the low-grade spiritual treasure Sun Chaser.

When the spear tip stabbed the shield, it instantly dissipated and turned into a dense ghost aura, floating in the air.

The Sun-Chasing Spear passed through the dense ghost aura and went straight to Yuan Luo's head.

Yuan Luo was horrified. He had already used all his means; however, although the opponent's cultivation was slightly lower than his, he not only had thunder spells that could restrain him, but also had low-grade spiritual treasures for attack; this kind of foundation was definitely not something that ordinary casual cultivators could possess.

He was a little suspicious that the opponent was a core disciple of a large righteous force and came to "eliminate demons and defend the way". After all, he was a ghost cultivator, and he didn't know how many lives of mortals and cultivators were stained on his hands. It was inevitable that enemies would come to him.

A fierce look flashed in Yuan Luo's eyes, and his abdomen suddenly exploded, revealing a fist-sized blood hole.

A Yuanying surrounded by ghost aura rushed out of the blood hole and rushed towards the distance.

"Bang!"

Just as the Nascent Soul left, the Sun-Chasing Spear pierced Yuan Luo's body, and his body instantly turned into a blood mist.

"This Yuan Luo is a man of swiftness and decisiveness. But you can't escape."

Song Wen's eyes flashed with cold light, and his hands quickly pinched the spell.

Instantly, silver arcs lit up in the dark clouds in the sky.

These electric lights did not converge, but directly broke through the black clouds and fell down.

The electric lights intertwined and entangled with each other, forming a cylindrical electric net, which fell from the sky and covered a thousand miles.

Yuan Luo's Nascent Soul suddenly hit the lightning net and let out a shrill scream.

The lightning net burst out with dazzling silver light, and the power of thunder and lightning swept in like a tidal wave, shocking the Nascent Soul back.

The ghost energy around the Nascent Soul quickly dissipated under the bombardment of thunder and lightning, and the Nascent Soul became a little illusory.

At this time, the lightning net began to shrink rapidly, like a huge net covering the sky and the sun, covering the Yuanying from all directions.

"Do you really want to kill them all?" Yuan Luo saw that the sky and the ground, front and back, left and right were blocked by the lightning net, and he roared with endless resentment and unwillingness in his voice.

Song Wen was not moved at all, and continued to control the lightning net to fall, with no intention of stopping.

"Since you don't give me a way to live, I won't let you have it easy!"

Yuan Luo's Yuanying let out a hysterical roar, and then suddenly expanded.

A breath of destruction suddenly emanated.

"Boom!"

A dazzling black light rushed into the sky and swept towards the west.

The lightning net covering the Yuanying instantly disintegrated and turned into free arcs. Together with the black light, it formed a chaotic energy storm that swept across.

Wherever the energy storm went, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, the grass and trees turned to ashes, and even the sky was dyed gray and black, as if the end of the world had come.

Song Wen was at the edge of the storm, feeling the destructive force coming towards him, and immediately summoned a black umbrella, hanging it above his head.

The black umbrella condensed into a black shield, covering Song Wen's body.

The energy storm hit the black shield, and the shield trembled violently, but it did not break.

"This Yuan Luo is so determined!" Song Wen sighed in his heart.

He originally wanted to capture Yuan Luo's soul alive and torture him for information related to Yinchen Water, but he didn't expect the other party to be so decisive that he would rather explode his Nascent Soul and soul than fall into his hands.

When the storm gradually subsided, the original mountains and rivers had now turned into ruins and devastated.

Song Wen raised his hand and shot out a magical power, rolling up a storage ring from a pile of rubble.

This is Yuan Luo's storage ring.

When Yuan Luo escaped his soul into the Nascent Soul and broke through the Dantian to escape, he did not roll up the storage ring, but left it on his body.

This move seemed hasty, but it actually contained a deep meaning.

When cultivators fight, life and death are often in a flash.

If the other party is greedy and distracted to collect the storage ring, even if it is only a moment's delay, he can buy time to escape.

However, his plan failed, and he ended up killing himself.

After the body was shredded by the Sun-Chasing Gun, the storage ring fell to the ground and was finally buried by rocks.

Song Wen put away the storage ring, probed his consciousness, and scanned the surroundings.

Qiluo had left the underground pit and disappeared, but there was still a faint breath left, which should be in the direction of Yunyin City.

Song Wen did not chase, but turned and headed away from Yunyin City.

The fight just now was quite noisy, and the cultivators within tens of thousands of miles might have noticed it, so they couldn't stay here for long.

This is why, when Yuan Luo intended to kill Qiluo, he would not hesitate to do it; and, when fighting with Yuan Luo, he had no reservations; even if it was the fifth-level ghost emperor that Yuan Luo sacrificed, he would not hesitate to kill it, without any idea of ​​taking it for his own use.

All this was just for a quick victory.