Chapter 1383, The All-Spirit White Bone Formation

Qi Ling looked at the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord in front of him and couldn't help but feel a very strange feeling. That is, Qi Ling seemed to have no way to determine whether the person in front of him was the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord.

In other words, although the person in front of him had the appearance of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, from the feeling he gave people and his magic power, he seemed to have become another person, which made Qi Ling feel confused.

"Are you the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord or the Demon God now?" Qi Ling said as he stood in front of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord.

"Hehe, it seems that you really know." Facing Qi Ling's questioning, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord just smiled and said, "Whether it is me or not, what difference does it make? The relationship between us will not change, Qi Ling, you and I are destined to be enemies."

Qi Ling nodded and said, "That's right. Now it seems that the two of us are not only enemies, but only one of us can survive."

"This disaster was caused by you, and the only way to solve this disaster now is to kill you. Although we don't seem to have much hatred, people always have to be responsible for what they do, so I can only send you on your way."

The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord listened to what Qi Ling said, but laughed and said, "Hahaha, Qi Ling, you are a little too confident, aren't you? We haven't decided a winner yet, but you seem to have already eaten me. Do you think I, your enemy, is not optimistic about you?"

"This is not a question of pessimism, Thousand-Faced Demon Lord." Qi Ling said, "Now the situation is in my favor, everyone hopes that I can win, and now you have lost everything except this city, so you have no chance of turning the tables."

"Perhaps, Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, it would be a better choice for you to solve it yourself here now, and it would also prevent you from losing so badly."

The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord listened to what Qi Ling said, but slowly stood up and said: "No need to say more, Qi Ling, maybe you think you are in control of the situation, but in fact you don't know what is waiting for you."

"Indeed, in the current situation, as long as you can defeat me, then you can get the final victory, and even solve all the problems, but for me, isn't it the same? As long as I can defeat you, then everything I lost can be doubled back!"

Then, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord no longer wasted time with Qi Ling, and directly drew a bone sword from his side and stabbed Qi Ling.

Qi Ling used the magic halberd to block the attack of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, but when the two weapons collided with each other, Qi Ling immediately felt something was wrong. Just at that moment, Qi Ling felt that his consciousness seemed to be confused for a very short time.

Logically speaking, this is impossible. Facing the most powerful enemy he has ever seen, Qi Ling's mind is now highly concentrated. How could he have such a moment of distraction? Because with Qi Ling's mental power, this kind of thing is impossible.

The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord didn't care about this and continued to attack Qi Ling. As the two fought, Qi Ling soon knew why this happened and where he felt something was wrong. That is, only when his weapons collided with the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's, that is, the moment the two fought, his mind would be distracted for a moment. From this, it can be inferred that this is not a problem with his body at all, but it is clearly the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord who is doing evil in the bushes.

But although everyone knows how fatal it would be to lose focus for a moment in battle, Qi Ling has no better way, because the opponent's attack is too powerful. Qi Ling can fight the opponent to a draw with the powerful power of the Demon God Halberd. If he does not rely on weapons, Qi Ling can only lose faster.

"Hehe, Qi Ling, I guess you have already discovered this abnormal feeling, right?" At this time, the Thousand Faces Demon Lord who was fighting with Qi Ling said, "That's right, this is my ability, and you have no way to resist this ability!"

"Of course, my ability is not just this little effect. You will soon know how powerful I have become after paying such a great price."

The attack between the two people, just a light blow, can burst out powerful energy, almost destroying all the surrounding buildings, and tearing all living objects into pieces, which makes no one dare to enter the battle range of the two people.

Qi Ling also found that what the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord said was not bluffing, because during the battle, he really felt that his will was gradually dissipating. No matter how he tried to concentrate and improve his attention, he could not stop this from happening.

"Damn it, what did you do?" Qi Ling couldn't help but say to the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord.

"It's very simple. I'm just using my power to knock on your soul." The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord said, "Although doing so can't really hurt your soul, it can generate a kind of power called soul agitation!"

"Under the influence of this power, you will soon experience what it feels like to have your soul leave your body! At that time, you will not be able to control your body, and of course you will not be able to continue fighting. Victory will eventually belong to me."

Qi Ling was surprised when he heard the words of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord. The opponent's ability was indeed very tricky. Although he had the Immortal Dragon Soul, just like what the Demon Dragon Soul did to him before, if his soul left his body, then the Immortal Dragon Soul would have no effect at all.

So in the battle, Qi Ling's mind turned a lot, thinking about how to solve the crisis in front of him, at least he needed to be able to resist the opponent's power.

Since the opponent's power directly acted on his soul, causing him to have an unavoidable dizziness, and even making his soul out of his body and unable to control his body, that is to say, as long as he could stabilize his soul and prevent the opponent's power from being transmitted to his body, it would be fine.

So Qi Ling remembered a magic weapon on his body. At this time, he had no choice but to give it a try.

Then, Qi Ling took out the Immortal Binding Rope from his body, but did not use it to attack the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord. Instead, he waved it directly towards the sky, and then tied his body with this rope, covering his body to the maximum extent without affecting his actions.

Seeing Qi Ling's sudden action, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord was immediately confused and said, "Qi Ling, are you crazy? I know that your artifact has the ability to bind the enemy, but you actually use it to bind yourself. Are you going to surrender?"

Qi Ling smiled and said, "Of course not. As for why I did this, you will know soon."

The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord didn't agree with what Qi Ling said, but soon he found that his attack could not have such an effect on Qi Ling. In other words, the power of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord could no longer stir Qi Ling's soul, and it was impossible for Qi Ling to have that moment of sudden realization.

The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord didn't know how Qi Ling did it, but it must be related to the Immortal Binding Rope, and in fact it was.

Because Qi Ling's Immortal Binding Rope is a very powerful binding artifact, and it can control not only the opponent's body, but also the opponent's soul! So even when facing the soul, Qi Ling can use this artifact to capture the opponent.

Therefore, Qi Ling can also use this function on himself. At this time, Qi Ling used this ability to fix his soul in his body, and in this way, he directly avoided the opponent's soul shock ability, so that Qi Ling could fight normally.

"Thousand-faced Demon Lord, your little trick is outdated. If you want to defeat me, you should use your real strength!" Qi Ling said, and the magic halberd in his hand emitted a little starlight. The bright light gathered at the tip of the magic halberd, forming a strong light wave, which shot directly at the Thousand-faced Demon Lord.

The Thousand-faced Demon Lord felt the power of Qi Ling's attack this time, and did not dare to take it hard. His body turned into the void directly, allowing this attack to pass through his body without causing any harm to him.

But Qi Ling's attack obviously could not end so easily, so after this broadcast penetrated the body of the Thousand-faced Demon Lord, it did not disappear directly in the air. Instead, it split into countless light spots in the air, turned back again, and continued to attack the Thousand-faced Demon Lord.

Under this unexpected attack, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord was not fully prepared for defense, and was immediately attacked by thousands of light spots, which penetrated his body and looked like a piece of tattered cloth.

However, Qi Ling knew that although he had achieved such a result, he had no way to do anything to the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord. This was just a scratch, and he couldn't even reduce the magic power of the demon in front.

Sure enough, the countless wounds on the demon in front almost instantly recovered, and his face was gloomy as if it was about to freeze. He said to Qi Ling: "Very good, since Qi Ling, you want to die so much, I will fulfill your wish."

Then, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord directly raised the white bone sword in his hand and pointed to the sky. Countless crying and roaring ghosts suddenly descended from the sky, and finally formed a dark cloud-like existence, with the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's white bone sword as the center, wailing and roaring in the air.

"The Ten Thousand Souls Skeleton Formation!" The Thousand Faces Demon Lord maintained the ghost and said to Qi Ling with great pride, "Qi Ling, do you think that you have won the war just because you saw all those people I controlled with great difficulty defeated?"

"Actually, you are wrong. My goal has already been achieved! This Ten Thousand Souls Skeleton Formation is the killing weapon I made specifically to deal with you!"