Chapter 1119 Fierce Battle on the Cliff

For a moment, Liu Qinghuan thought that Gui Bugui had finally revealed his true colors, and couldn't help but attack him.

However, he quickly realized that the thing in front of him was most likely the human-faced ghost owl that had transformed into an illusion, and the real one had long since disappeared.

The two of them had kept a certain distance along the way, so that they could help each other easily and would not implicate each other in times of crisis. However, they did not expect that this distance would give Huanjing an opportunity to take advantage of.

This abyss is a forbidden spirit area, and the two of them focused most of their attention on the stone steps filled with traps, and neglected to check whether the other party was the real person.

Maybe, now that the real Gui Bugui is behind him, a fake Liu Qinghuan is also following him.

Severe pain suddenly came, and the devil's claw seemed to want to scratch his Dantian in one fell swoop, tearing a deep gash in his waist and abdomen, and blood spurted out like a gush.

Liu Qinghuan's heart tightened. After practicing the "Immortal Body for Ten Thousand Tribulations" technique, his Dharma Body was so powerful that it could withstand thunder. This thing could actually break through defenses and cause him such harm!

Liu Qinghuan let out a low roar, and the opening in his abdomen suddenly closed. A dazzling green-gold light burst out, tightly clamping the sharp claw that penetrated his flesh!

The Ghost Owl King realized something was wrong and tried to retract his paw, but he couldn't. The other paw was holding Liu Qinghuan's hand tightly, but now the situation was reversed and Liu Qinghuan grabbed it!

"Bang!" Liu Qinghuan's palm was firmly imprinted on the Ghost Owl King's chest. It was so powerful that even a fusion monk of the same level could beat him to pieces!

There were several cracking sounds, and the Ghost Owl King's chest immediately sunk deeply. His face became more twisted and evil, like an evil ghost. He let out a long, sharp roar and flew backwards.

The two of them were restraining each other with one hand. Although Liu Qinghuan immediately let go, it was too late. His feet were unstable due to the implication, and he fell down the narrow stone steps.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but became furious. His hands were like grabbing two rounds of the green golden blazing sun, and he punched out several times in a row. He beat the Ghost Owl King and made him cry and howl. Instead, he was provoked to become ferocious, and his sharp claws brought out fragments of film.

A punch was like a mountain collapsing, a claw was like a crack in the ground, blue light emerged, blood splashed, the space vibrated like a turbulent vortex, and loud banging sounds reverberated back and forth between the cliffs, falling rapidly into the endless abyss.

Liu Qinghuan screamed inwardly, the sharp sound of wind filled his ears, and the spiritual energy in his body quickly froze like ice!

With a thought, he turned the sword of the Void-Destroying Sword, which was caught in the crowd of human-faced ghost owls, and the scorching sword light instantly exploded in the solidified dark abyss, like heavy snow covering the mountains, and like the sparkling waves on the sea, wailing endlessly. A large area of ​​the ghost owl was swept away.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes suddenly shrank and he quickly blocked his hearing.

Under the bright sword light, more ghost owls came from a distance like a black tide, densely packed and countless!

Taking advantage of the fact that his spiritual power was not completely frozen, he finally recalled the Xuxu Sword into his hand. A strangely long sword light cut through the void, and neatly cut off the claw that was clinging to him!

The Ghost Owl King was obviously not affected by the forbidden spirit. He twisted his body and turned over in the air. He turned around and tried to jump on Liu Qinghuan's back. However, he heard a brushing sound and two huge bone wings suddenly unfolded in front of his eyes.

The ferocious bone spurs spread out, each one two or three feet long, like upright swords, flashing with sharp light, calling towards the Ghost Owl King!

"Woooooooo~" The Ghost Owl King pouted and screamed. He couldn't stop it in time. He immediately had several holes pierced on his body, and there were two more black wings on his back that flapped wildly. Finally, before the other bone wing was shot down, He pulled it out and rolled around in confusion, trying to hide in the chaotic group of human-faced ghost owls.

At this point, how could Liu Qinghuan allow him to escape again? What's more, the spiritual power in his body receded very quickly like the tide. I'm afraid it won't take long before he can't use it at all.

With a beat of his bone wings, Liu Qinghuan chased after the Ghost Owl King like a shadow. All the spiritual power that could still be mobilized poured into the Xuxu Sword in his hand. With a roar, the Sky-Qing Sword illuminated the abyss like a Day!

After a fierce fight, the Ghost Owl King was seriously injured at this time. Black blood was gushing out from several parts of his body like air leaks. The fierce flames weakened and exhausted again and again, and he was suppressed to the point where there was not much left. He couldn't help but cry out in fear. Scream.

The human-faced ghost owls were driven in front of him, and they all let out a loud whine.

Ghost owls are a kind of ghost. Their cries are extremely unpleasant and have a soul-stirring effect. If there is just one, it is not scary. But if there are a group of them, it will be like thousands of ghosts crying together, with a demonic sound piercing the ears, which can shatter the heart of the enemy. .

Unfortunately, before the ghostly cry could take hold, the sword light that seemed to be able to overwhelm the sky and destroy the earth had already been slashed down, the space was shattered into pieces, and countless ghost owls were torn into powder. Although the ghost owl king was not capable of this, he could It was the primary target of the Muxu Sword. After resisting for a few breaths, the thick body shattered into pieces!

The next moment, the cold sword light of the Xuxu Sword faded sharply, and the sword like a clear ice edge fell back into Liu Qinghuan's hand.

Liu Qinghuan gasped several times, and the little spiritual power left in his meridians was as immovable as stagnant water. The indescribable discomfort and emptiness after losing the spiritual power surged throughout his body, and his body accelerated uncontrollably and fell into the abyss. .

"Push!" The bone wings flapped rapidly, but without the support of spiritual power, even the sharp light of the bone spurs became dim, and it only barely slowed down the falling speed.

Liu Qinghuan was anxious and looked down. Although he still couldn't see the bottom of the abyss, if he fell like this, no matter how strong his physical body was, the monk who had lost his spiritual power would still fall to death. Even if he didn't die, he would be disabled. It was difficult to Then respond to crises that may arise at any time.

And none of the Chaos Soul Jade that was originally scattered on the cliff could be seen now, and it was unknown how deep he had fallen. He was probably very far away from the stone steps.

What disappears together with the stone steps is the return.

It stands to reason that as long as Gui Buhui is not blind, he will be able to detect such a big movement before. What's more, he is a Mahayana monk, and his ability to deal with crises and traps is much stronger than him. However, the other party has never appeared, which is really strange. .

However, Liu Qinghuan had no time to wonder about the whereabouts of the old guy at this time. He flapped his bone wings desperately and controlled the direction to hit the cliff. He stabbed out the Xuxu Sword and thrust it hard into the black rocks.

Stone chips flew out, cutting dozens of black stones in succession, leaving a deep furrow on the cliff, and the force of the fall was finally relieved.

Liu Qinghuan spat out a mouthful of blood, hung it on his sword and swayed in the wind. He barely stepped on a stone crevice to stabilize his body. The pain that he had not felt before suddenly surged up, and the wound on his abdomen was even more bloody. The flow doesn’t stop.

Fortunately, he made some preparations after knowing that the forbidden spirit was here. He was afraid that he would not be able to open the ring, so he put some urgently needed things outside that might be used.

With her only available hand, she took out a pill bottle from her sleeve, poured out a healing pill and swallowed it. Liu Qinghuan calmed down for a while, finally feeling better, and then began to take stock of the current situation.

At this time, it can be said that there is no way to go up to the sky and no door to the earth. Looking up, the sky does not know how far away; looking down, the earth is bottomless.

After the death of the Ghost Owl King, the remaining human-faced ghost owls dispersed in a mess, and the sound of flapping wings and unpleasant ghost calls could no longer be heard.

Dead silence, wrapped in thick darkness, spread heavily.

Liu Qinghuan closed his eyes, holding the Muxu Sword in one hand, and using the other hand as a knife, he inserted it into the rock with a "pop" sound.

Although the spiritual power was gone, the tyrannical body was still there. No matter how hard the black rocks on the cliff were, he dug out a hole in just half a quarter of an hour.

Since there was no way to go, he planned to dig a hiding place and rest for a while before making plans.