Chapter 224 Mental Attack

It is impossible to avoid all the black mists. Qingyang was more or less stained with some of them, but these black mists did not interfere with him, because they were taken away by the jade Buddha on his chest the moment they were about to touch his skin.

These black mists were vomited by ghost cultivators in the ghost shadow period, and they were higher in level than the Yinming ghost energy released by the soul gathering flag. This thing is a great tonic for the one-horned ghost king in the jade Buddha, so how could he let it go easily?

Even the black mist vomited by the ghosts could not do anything to him, Qingyang was completely relieved and launched a more fierce attack on the ghost. But this scene scared the netherworld master? What's going on? This black mist can corrode even the protective true qi, and can even poison the Qi refining cultivators. How can it fail to work against a small Kaimai realm cultivator?

At this time, the netherworld master finally found something wrong. For such a long time, Qingyang was not injured at all, as if he was immune to the attacks of these five ghosts. This is strange. Even if he met the same ghost cultivator, it shouldn't be like this?

Since he couldn't figure it out, the Netherworld Master didn't dwell on this issue. He would know the truth when he took down this kid. Five ghosts in the Ghost Shadow Stage, how could a small Kaimai Realm cultivator compare? You haven't seen their real killing moves yet.

Ghosts floated in the black fog, and the five ghosts quickly surrounded the city in a circle. After a little brewing, five mouths opened at the same time and roared at Qingyang.

This roar was completely different from the previous one. There seemed to be an invisible energy around, gathering towards Qingyang, so fast that there was no time to make any defense. Qingyang only felt that countless steel needles pierced into his head, and then there was a buzzing sound, and his mind was blank in an instant, as if it exploded at that moment, and the pain was unbearable.

When he took the Kaimai Pill and opened the shackles of the Yuanshen, it seemed that he didn't feel so painful. Qingyang's face was pale, and his body was covered with cold sweat. He hugged his head, and then his eyes rolled up and fell to the ground, and he lost the ability to resist all of a sudden.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, the Netherworld Master did not rush up immediately, but commanded the five ghosts to come to Qingyang's side, and sprayed a thick fog on Qingyang's face. He did not come to Qingyang's side carefully until Qingyang's face turned black.

Looking at Qingyang, who fell to the ground with his eyes closed and his face black, the Netherworld Master sneered: "You are still a little naive to fight with me. Now all the treasures on your body are mine."

Qingyang was not only injured by the mental attacks of the five ghost shadow period ghosts, but also by their prominent poisonous ghost energy. The Netherworld Master did not believe that Qingyang could still make any waves. However, necessary precautions were still necessary. The Netherworld Master took out the judge's pen that Helan Feng used before from his arms and protected it in front of his chest, then reached out to Qingyang to search.

At this moment, Qingyang on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, his hand trembled, a very fine silver light flashed, and a silver needle was nailed on the Netherworld Master's fixed body acupoint.

This silver needle was the low-grade magic needle that Qingyang got from Hong Mantian when he was in Kaiyuan Mansion. The magic needle was most powerful when controlled by divine thoughts, but Qingyang's cultivation was too low, and his divine thoughts could not move the silver needle, so he could only use his hands to throw it out.

With the Jade Buddha in his body, those ghosts would definitely not be able to kill Qingyang. When they just launched a mental attack, Qingyang fell to the ground because he could not withstand the sudden mental attack. Then the one-horned ghost king in the Jade Buddha noticed something was wrong and quickly used secret methods to block the subsequent attacks, and the situation improved a little, so the previous performance was not fake.

As for the blackening of his face later, it was some small tricks used by Qingyang. He had already fallen to the ground at that time and had no time to get up, so he endured the pain and used the trick against him. When the Netherworld Master came to him and was ready to kill him, he threw out the silver needle.

The Netherworld Master was already careful enough, but he only guarded against Qingyang's sudden attack, but he didn't expect Qingyang to have a silver needle magic weapon hidden in his hand, and then threw it out with the secular tricks of the rivers and lakes. This is actually a misconception. Who would have thought that a cultivator at the sixth level of Kaimai Realm, who couldn't even drive a silver needle magic weapon, would actually hide a magic weapon to harm others?

The Netherworld Master didn't check for a moment, and was directly hit by the silver needle in the fixed body acupoint, and his body stopped involuntarily. Qingyang was afraid that the silver needle could not control the Netherworld Master, so he took this opportunity to suddenly jump up from the ground, and then raised the Red Flame Sword and chopped it down on the head of the Netherworld Master.

Qingyang reacted in time and used all his strength. Even if there was an iron man in front, he would be split in half, not to mention that the body of the Netherworld Master was just a flesh and blood body. The body of the ninth level of Kaimai Realm is limited to that of an ordinary person. After being sacrificed and refined into a corpse puppet by the Netherworld Master, although the strength has increased, the low-grade magic weapon can still hurt him. With a click, the Netherworld Master was split into two halves from head to toe, and then each fell to one side.

The magic weapon silver needle has the effect of paralyzing and fixing the body, but after all, it is only a low-grade magic weapon. As a former foundation-building cultivator, Youming Zhenren still has ways to deal with it. As long as he is given a little time, he can remove the restriction of the silver needle. Who knew that Qingyang would move so quickly, not giving Youming Zhenren the opportunity to calmly deal with the magic weapon silver needle, and he immediately chopped him to death.

When Youming Zhenren reacted, his body had been split in half. He was stunned and then filled with rage. This was the corpse puppet he had just refined. Before he had time to fully adapt, it was destroyed again.

Having just experienced two soul-residence techniques, the soul of the Netherworld Master was seriously injured and no longer had the ability to perform the third time, not to mention the more difficult task of taking over another body. In other words, the Netherworld Master now had to either pick up the two halves of the corpse on the ground and connect them together, or wait for death.

If the corpse was split into two halves, it would take a lot of effort to connect them together. Even if it was connected, what use would this corpse puppet in the Kaimai realm have after losing its growth potential? For the first time, the Netherworld Master felt that death was so close to him.

Suddenly, a cold aura enveloped Qingyang. Qingyang remembered what happened to Helan Feng at the beginning. He cried out inwardly that it was not good, and quickly retreated to the back.

At this moment, a dark green light ball broke free from the corpse on the ground and rushed towards Qingyang's head. This dark green light ball was the soul of the Netherworld Master, and the direction of his attack was where Qingyang's soul was.