The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 319 Ghosts
Hearing Song Xing's words, Sima Huangfen, who was already startled, was terrified. This young man knew the ghost he was driving, and even used unknown Taoism to easily eliminate him. A ghost trained in strength!

When Sima Huangfen was young, he was a murderer in the Jianghu generation. Because he offended an enemy that he could not provoke, his wife and children were all slaughtered.

In the end, he put all his eggs in one basket and practiced the famous sorcery of the world, and finally practiced the secret method-the ghost reincarnation technique. After practicing, he can create evil ghosts through special methods, and has the strength comparable to the peak of a warrior.

It's just that practicing this method requires paying a huge price. Every three years, a large amount of human blood is needed to perform secret techniques to refine evil spirits.This evil spirit has existed for 20 years, and after six blood sacrifices, its strength has become unfathomable.Even if Sima Huangfen met him himself, he would definitely die!
Unexpectedly, he would meet his opponent today, and Sima Huangfen immediately wanted to quit.He shook his sleeves violently and let out a stern shout, another plume of black smoke came out from the cymbals, wrapped around Sima Huang's tomb, and slammed into the ground, about to use the earth escape technique to escape.

Although this new ghost is not as powerful as the ghost just now, it has the ability similar to earth escape.

"You still want to leave?" Seeing this, Song Xing snorted coldly with disdain, his body was like electricity, he galloped towards him, and stomped his foot on the ground where Sima Huang's grave had been drilled just now, there was a muffled bang, and dozens Zhang Zhang's ground sank in an instant, and gravel splashed everywhere, but Sima Huang's tomb was nowhere to be seen.

The corner of Song Xing's mouth formed a mocking smile, "Do you think you can escape?" Just as he finished speaking, an arm made of golden light suddenly protruded from the ground and grabbed Sima Huang fiercely. Grave's shoulder, and then suddenly pulled him from the ground to the ground.

A black light shines from Sima Huang's tomb, and a spell constructed with some ancient characters emerges from the surface of his skin, trying to resist the golden arm that bound his body.

It's a pity that the golden light was too blazing, and the charms on Sima Huang's tomb couldn't bear it at all, and they disintegrated one after another.

The golden light spread like a tide, enveloping Sima Huang's tomb.

Sima Huang's face changed greatly, he wanted to break free from the golden arms that bound him, but unfortunately he couldn't.The golden light gathered more and more, and slowly penetrated into Sima Huang's body.

Sima Huangfen felt a wave of scorching air penetrate into his body, burning his internal organs, and even every muscle in his body was ignited by the golden light.

Amidst the screams, Sima Huang's tomb completely turned into a fiery man. A large amount of black air gushed out from the cymbals, condensed into the shape of a ghost in the air, and let out an extremely shrill roar, trying to extinguish the golden light on his body, but no matter how hard he tried, , all to no avail.

What Song Xing used was the 'Five Thunders Shocking the Prison Curse' from the Nine Changes of the Golden Silkworm, a magic spell specifically aimed at demons and heretics, which can break the protective energy of sneaky and evil things and injure their bodies.

The golden light became more and more blazing, no matter how the ghost transformed by the black air struggled, it was still gradually dissipated by the golden light. As the golden light gradually dissipated, Sima Huang's tomb was completely turned into coke, and the body fell to the ground without any movement.

Song Xing looked at the corpse of Sima Huang's grave, frowned slightly, and slapped the corpse in the air, shaking the corpse to fly out of the air, just in front of Zhang Xuao who was attacking with an iron umbrella.

Zhang Xuao, who was about to make a surprise attack, saw the body of Sima Huang's tomb blocking his way, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he waved the iron umbrella in his hand to see a huge tornado rolling up. The corpse was about to pass through it, and then Song Xing was assassinated at the moment when the corpse blocked his view.

The moment Zhang Xuao broke open the corpse, an extremely gloomy black energy gushed out from the lifeless corpse of Sima Huang's tomb again, directly pounced on Zhang Xuao's face.

Zhang Xuao was caught off guard, his whole body immediately stiffened as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, unable to move his body.

As the black air penetrated into his body, a struggling expression appeared on his face, but after only holding on for three breaths, his eyes began to slowly turn black, and his expression became completely numb.

Seeing this scene, Song Xing's face suddenly changed, Sima Huang's tomb was indeed not completely dead.

He had vaguely noticed just now that there was still a sliver of life in Sima Huang's grave, so he held a skeptical attitude and did not directly touch his body.

Looking at it now, Sima Huang's tomb really saved something. After the black energy in his body entered Zhang Xuao's body, it actually began to pollute his spirit.

Visible to the naked eye, Zhang Xuao's body twitched violently a few times, then knelt down on the ground with his hands on the ground, howling in pain, black spells began to appear on his face, and his eyeballs also turned a strange dark green.

This is the performance of being controlled by ghosts!

Seeing this, Song Xing sighed secretly. Obviously, as a martial artist, Zhang Xuao's mental power is not strong. He is controlled by the ghost incarnate by Sima Huang's tomb, and people who are controlled by ghosts will often lose their minds and become A monster that only knows how to kill.

The evil spirit on Zhang Xuao's body became more and more intense, gradually, his body began to distort, and finally turned into a terrifying ghost covered in scales.

A trace of contempt flashed in Song Xing's eyes: "Did you fail to return to your soul with the help of Yin Qi?"

The height of this ghost is about three meters. It has a burly body and is covered with thick scales. Its head is extremely large, its frontal bone protrudes, its eyes are as red as blood, and its fangs are exposed. It is extremely ferocious.

The ghost roared up to the sky, making a creepy hoarse cry.

Its roar seemed to have some kind of special power, and it even caused the surrounding air to fluctuate.Then he suddenly raised his right paw and grabbed Song Xing fiercely.

The speed of the ghost was as fast as thunder, and in the blink of an eye, it had already come to Song Xing, and its sharp claws were only about half a foot away from Song Xing's chest!
Song Xing remained motionless.

The evil ghost's sharp claws stopped when they were only half an inch away from Song Xing's chest, as if hitting an invisible barrier.

At the same time, Song Xing raised one hand.

In an instant, the world was turned upside down, and the universe was turned upside down. When Song Xing clenched his fist, it seemed that the space hundreds of feet in front of the prison was included in his fist, carrying this terrifying force that could almost smash the entire prison, and directly blasted at the evil ghost's chest .

The seemingly indestructible pitch-black scales were shattered inch by inch under Song Xing's fist. The three-meter-tall ghost, which looked majestic and terrifying, faced Song Xing's fist, and was even more fragile than Sima Huangfen before. , accompanied by bursts of black smoke and screams, it turned into endless evil spirits and spread in the air.

Song Xing looked at the ghost that turned into nothingness under his fist, and said indifferently: "If the incarnation of a real ghost is still a bit dreadful, don't use this semi-finished product that is neither human nor ghost to make a fool of yourself."

(End of this chapter)