Chapter 282: Never Walk Into That Good Night Gentlely
"boom"
A hundred miles outside the Valley of Ghosts, in a black wasteland without any trace of bullying, the body-refining cultivator Shan Qiu Ming was punching wildly, with the spiritual energy of dragon roars and tiger howls wrapped around his body.
It's like this krypton gold warrior is wearing an invincible battle suit.
The martial art he practiced was called the Secret Book of Dragon and Tiger.
It is the secret technique of Liangyi Weichen Mountain. Shan Qiuming, a casual cultivator, was able to obtain such a holy book of body refining only thanks to the reputation and connections of his ancestors.
Such a superior technique also made this body-refining cultivator fearless of any enemy in a fight with someone of the same level. Now he bought the body-refining secret technique of life-and-death combat from Lao Jiang, which greatly boosted his confidence.
But the thing is, fighting at the same level is one thing.
Fighting against opponents of higher levels is another matter.
While he was punching wildly like a fighting beast, stirring up the storm, on the other side, a sinister ghost with a pitch-black body, as if wearing a black gauze dress, was walking forward step by step.
It was suspended in the air three inches above the ground, with a strange aura on its body like tattered clothes, and with every step it took, its dirty bare feet were exposed, just like a miserable beggar.
As he took his unsteady steps, something like blood spilled on the ground.
But this is a spirit.
No blood was shed for it.
Therefore, the strange thing is more like a concentration of some kind of power. After falling to the ground, it will leave a pit covered with ink.
A cold and violent aura emerged from the pit and quickly merged into a ball, like some kind of dark "field" that spread around the humanoid ghost.
The wild flowers and weeds in the wilderness will wither quickly once they are pulled into this area, and will be polluted by the black air, as if evil is reborn, taking on a more hideous and sinister appearance.
The ghost of impermanence stepped forward, ignoring Shan Qiu Ming's powerful punches filled with spiritual power. Every hit from the body cultivator's brute force in front of it would be blocked by .
The collision of spiritual power and black smoke will leave a spark in the original place, just like sleeping during the rain, with ripples everywhere.
Behind the ghost, there was a black cloud rising into the sky that covered the sky.
It is like a messenger of the night. Wherever it goes, it will absorb light with its own power and bring darkness into the world, not to mention the appearance of this ghost.
Just looking at the momentum of his appearance, he is already a qualified villain.
"hide!"
A hoarse voice came from behind Shan Qiuming, who kept trying to stop the ghost from advancing. The body cultivator blasted a deep pit under his feet, allowing him to move several feet.
At the same time, the green dragon spear that was gathered by the hurricane roared again, and as the stupid monster lying there squeezed out his innate magical powers, he swung his claws forward.
The magical power that had been used once in the Red Moon Realm was thrown out again.
The violent wind was compressed into a solid, and even ionic white light appeared inside.
As the dragon spear spun at high speed, it cut through all obstacles in front of it and plowed the ground deep into the earth, like a mighty spear separating heaven and earth.
He burst out with the power of the demon general and hit the impermanence ghost hard in front.
The moment the two collided, the riot of spiritual power pushed Shan Qiuming out. The body cultivator crossed his arms in front of him, blocking the first wave of chaotic wind blades, and disappeared as he moved his feet.
He jumped to Liu Hui, grabbed the wolf demon, and jumped into the air again.
"Bang"
A veil of light surrounded by black air suddenly appeared and hit the position in front of the wolf monster. It looked threatening, but the ground within a radius of seven feet, which was shattered into pieces, represented its murderous intent.
The silly monster who was held in the air by Shan Qiuming looked up, and the innate magical power that he had desperately thrown out defeated the black energy around the impermanence ghost in front of him, and also tore apart a small part of its Yin spirit body.
It seems that this counterattack probably means that the Impermanence was "hurt".
But before Liu Hui could laugh out loud, Wuchang's broken body quickly recovered in the midst of the black air. Even the black spirit shield that was torn in front of him seemed to be completely unaffected.
“This is not right!”
Liu Hui grabbed her ears and shouted:
"Although this is the first time I have fought with an impermanence ghost, I am not new to this. How can an ordinary impermanence be so durable? It doesn't fight back much.
I just walk stupidly.
But from just now until now, the force we have inflicted on it is definitely enough to kill an impermanence ghost!
But nothing happened to it.
This is not right! "
"I told you a long time ago. The last time I encountered it at the edge of Star Valley, it was in the same situation."
Shan Qiuming, who was standing in mid-air, also had a look of pain on his face.
He let go of the wolf demon, threw a bottle of spirit gathering pill to it, and looked at the ghost walking around aimlessly below.
explain:
"Last time I brought a lot of magical weapons to restrain ghosts, but I have used up all the magical weapons I have. I still have a magical spear that can restrain ghosts.
But he still beat it three times until he was exhausted, but still couldn't hurt it at all.
I felt right away that there was something wrong with this guy.
But I never thought that it was also created by the Yinhun Cult."
"But it won't attack, it will only passively counterattack, and it looks like a brainless creature."
The wolf demon poured the entire bottle of pills into his mouth, chewed them, and said while wagging his tail:
"When we attacked the valley just now, we didn't see the evil cultivators of the Ghost Cult release it to defend against the enemy. I guess it can't distinguish between friend and foe at all. It's really a failure.
What on earth did those evil cultivators want to create something like this! "
"I have no idea."
Shan Qiuming stretched his shoulders and arms, stared down, and said:
"I only know that if we can't stop it, at its speed, it will reach the Great Jungle Forest within a day. Look at the black air emanating from it...
Once it enters the Great Jungle, things will be troublesome."
"The question is, how to stop it?"
Liu Hui said with a look of despair:
"We can't hurt it at all! There's something strange about that damn black energy field. You saw it just now. I had just entered and was almost possessed by the Impermanence...
I nearly bit you to death."
"Buzz"
The silly monster had just finished speaking.
Then Jiang Xia and others were seen jumping out from under the ground using earth-moving plates.
Lao Jiang came to help.
Although he was well aware of the terrifying gap between the Qi training realm and the spiritual cultivation realm, he would most likely be slapped to death by Wuchang's claw if he came.
But he still came.
He is a good boss and will not abandon good employees to fight alone.
This is what Lao Jiang believes in his heart, and what a good boss must do.
As soon as he appeared, he saw Wuchang walking forward with tired steps.
The guy looked miserable, like a real beggar, his spirit body was covered with tattered clothes and was bound with chains.
It should be maintaining the state it was in before death.
And that dark temperament of a big villain made it extremely threatening in the eyes of others. There was almost no need for Lao Jiang to give any orders. The moment Gu Miao saw this guy, he immediately raised the Fiery Sun Seal in his hand.
Spiritual energy is infused and magic weapons are activated.
The chilly temperature of the surroundings and the black frost covering the ground were instantly scorched by the breath that was heated to nearly 4000°, as if a sun had suddenly risen in this eerie place.
Amid the girl's screams, golden heavenly fire was ignited from the palm of his hand.
Like a light cannon, it hit Wuchang head-on.
The black air that had been gathering and dispersing was cleared away the moment it came into contact. The dazed and brainless Wuchang faced the golden sky fire head-on with his Yin spirit body.
“Ah!”
A cry of pain rose up in the scorching heat, causing Shan Qiuming and Liu Hui in mid-air to open their eyes wide at the same time. This was the first time that Wuchang had let out such a painful wail since the war began.
It was injured by this extremely strong and masculine heavenly fire.
And according to its behavior pattern, the next step is...
"boom"
Just like the attack on Liu Hui just now, the black swaying light gauze appeared silently within ten feet around Jiang Xia and others, and instantly shattered the ground into a broken valley.
The power is amazing.
But it failed to harm Boss Jiang and his group.
In the crowd, Ruyue was holding the magic weapon with the very literary name "White-shou Red Face", pushing it to the extreme. White smoke covered the three people, and took Wuchang's attack head-on.
Ru Yue's cheeks turned red at this moment.
She said to Lao Jiang with great effort:
"It can't withstand the next time. The magic weapon given by the master can only withstand such killing once. It's already the limit! There is something wrong with the magic power of Wuchang. It is corroded by the evil spiritual power."
“No need for a next time.”
Lao Jiang felt the beating of War-weariness in his hand.
Ever since he obtained this witch-hunting holy weapon, he had never seen the gun as violent as it was now. In the past, whether facing monks or monsters, it always looked lazy.
It seems that he doesn't take those enemies seriously at all.
But now, she was war-weary but furious like a hot-tempered female warrior who could not bear the murderous intent in her heart. The elegant posture like a lady in a black dress was completely gone.
Lao Jiang could even hear the illusory urging and shouting.
This strange magic weapon, like an angry queen, loudly ordered Jiang Xia to step forward and fight to the death with the evil creature in front of him, as if this was the mission it carried when it was born.
even……
Jiang Xia doesn't even need to actively inject spiritual power.
Nearly a thousand spirit-attached seals on the War-Waste Spear had been automatically ignited by most of them. Obviously, the noble lady had already put on military uniform, mounted a warhorse, and was ready to go into battle and kill the enemy.
Perhaps this can be called the "second form" of war weariness?
"How did Master Fleming create you? What kind of special effects did he add to create a beauty with such a unique personality like you?"
Although I don't understand why War-weary is so violent.
But Lao Jiang was happy to respond to the invitation of this beauty.
He is willing to spend this good night of battle tonight with his "wife".
"Click"
The bullet is loaded.
Lao Jiang took the magic weapon of white-haired beauty handed over by Ruyue, put the feminine pearl bracelet on his hand casually, and glanced at Gu Miao who was sticking out his tongue and feeling dizzy from exhaustion.
The Fiery Sun Seal in her hand was activated three times and shattered into ashes. The girl looked distressed, but then she saw Old Jiang leisurely taking out another Fiery Sun Seal from the ring.
He held a cigarette in his mouth and said to the dissatisfied girl:
"Don't pout. You performed well in this battle. I'll reward you with a new one later."
"Hey, this is good."
Gu Miao immediately smiled happily, saying in her heart that her boss was indeed the best boss in the world, who really understood her thoughts and even gave her a new magic weapon.
No matter how you look at it, you're not at a disadvantage.
The scorching heat brought by the heavenly fire in front of him quickly dissipated. After the light faded, a small piece of the "black clothes" on Wuchang's body had been burned off by the heavenly fire.
This seemed to awaken its ferocity.
As he took a step forward, the black air that was gathering around him turned into three eerie ghost claws, which, with terrifying cold temperatures, whistled down towards Lao Jiang.
"Bang"
Warspite opened fire.
Silver light spurted out like a shotgun, carrying the furious power of this lady in military uniform.
It's like clearing the place.
The holy weapon specially created for hunting monsters, with its extreme positive force, smashed the three ghost claws on the spot.
In the flames caused by the annihilation of power, the muzzle of the gun was still emitting smoke and war. It spun in the right hand of the unharmed Lao Jiang and was loaded elegantly.
"Hey, Lao Shan, can you still fight?"
With a shot, Jiang Xia shattered the ghost claw in front of him. He raised his head and threw the Fiery Sun Seal in his hand into the air.
Shouted:
"I need a meat shield to help me. Don't you also need to temper your body under heavy pressure? What a great thing, a win-win situation. Will you come?"
Facing this call, Shan Qiuming laughed. The krypton gold warrior hung the flame seal around his neck, tore off his linen robe, and jumped to Lao Jiang with his upper body .
He followed the method that Lao Jiang had used to "disinfect" the Fiery Sun Seal, and maintained the spiritual power injected into the magic weapon at a level of activation but not stimulation.
The next moment, a flaming battle suit formed by scorching heavenly fire was draped over Shan Qiuming.
It's like wrought iron thrown into a furnace.
This kind of brutal and terrifying method of use could only be done by those who practice body cultivation.
"This thing is nice, do you want to sell it?"
Shan Qiuming asked in his own distinctive tone.
"certainly."
Old Jiang, surrounded by smoke, holds a violent and war-weary figure.
He blew out a smoke ring, and purple lightning flickered on his left arm. He said:
"After the war, I'll give this to you for free as a favor. If you want a second one, you'll have to pay for it."
"Snap"
The burnt cigarette butt was thrown on the ground and extinguished by a foot.
"You go ahead! I'll provide support!"
"OK."
The next moment, the two men started at the same time with laughter, rushing towards the evil ghost in front of them who was like a world-destroying demon king. The battlefield was calling them.
They responded too.
Just like a moth to a flame.
Never stop fighting, never stop being angry.
Never gentle, walking into that night of war.