The mortal self is the spiritual root of heaven

Chapter 196 The power of the thunder horn magic weapon!

Zhou Xun walked in front and took the lead into the ghost mist.

When the gray-white ghost mist saw someone coming over, it boiled up as if it were alive, and rolled towards several people.

If an ordinary mortal is entangled in these gray-white mist, their essence and blood will be sucked out immediately, and they will turn into withered corpses and die.

The soul becomes a part of these ghost mist, and from then on it falls into the ghost realm and can no longer escape.

But Zhou Xunren is an immortal cultivator, so naturally he won't be afraid of this mere ghost mist.

After the light flashed on the three of them, they each had their own way of protection.

Zhou Zhouxun summoned a fire and used the true fire shield technique to block all the ghost mist outside.

As soon as the ghost mist touched these real fires, it immediately made a "sizzling" sound, followed by streams of strange green smoke, and faint sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling.

Seeing the other ghost fogs, they only dared to show their teeth and claws outside the red light, but stopped rushing forward, as if they had wisdom.

The Purple Spirit Fairy released four fist-sized ball magic weapons, which circled around her body and formed a moving barrier of about ten feet.

This barrier is white and crystal clear, forming a square shape, expelling all the ghost mist.But he couldn't get even close to the Purple Spirit Fairy.

The other people also used their own methods to isolate Gui Wu.

Not long after walking forward, Zhou Xun found a skeleton on the ground dozens of feet ahead.

It was also wrapped in a golden cassock, which looked extraordinary, but there was a big hole in the chest. It was thought that this person was shot through the chest and died.

Miao Changlao from the Sixth Company Hall walked up, picked up the cassock and looked at it carefully.

He seemed to be thinking about the origin of this cassock.

After a while, the answer came.

"Old monster Tianlei!"

Miao Changlao whispered softly.

Zhou Xun had no impression of this name, so he asked:
"Elder Miao, who is this 'Old Monster Tianlei'? Zhou has never heard of this person's name?"

Seeing that it was Zhou Xun who asked the question, Miao Changlao began to introduce.

"This 'Old Monster Tianlei' is an elder from our Sixth Company Hall, but he has been active in the northwest waters of our Chaos Star Sea,"

"More than 300 years ago, 'Old Monster Tianlei', who was already in the late stage of pill formation, suddenly disappeared. There was no news about him again. I didn't expect that he would die here!"

He frowned and continued:
"As the saying goes, there is no wrong nickname but a wrong name. The name 'Tian Lei Old Monster' comes from his lightning skills,"

"As a well-known late-stage pill-forming monk in the northwest sea, and a Lei Xiu who was born to restrain ghosts, he fell here unexpectedly. It can't help but be worrying!"

Zhou Xun couldn't help but frown when he heard this. If this person is really what Miao Changlao said, there must be an extremely terrifying existence in this ghostly and foggy place.

He remembered the ghost king that Han Li had encountered in the original work, and there was no reason to kill a Lei Xiu who was in the late stage of pill formation.

"Since he is a colleague of yours in the Sixth Company Hall, Elder Miao simply collects his bones and buries him!"

Elder Miao nodded and fired a burst of spiritual power, making a big hole in the ground. Then with a wave of his hand, he pushed all the bones of "Old Monster Tianlei" into the hole, and then filled the hole with soil.

Then he took out a one-foot-tall spiritual wood from the storage bag, cut it into a wooden board with a magic weapon, and carved the words "Tomb of Old Monster Tianlei" on it.

Then he bowed his hands to Zhou Xun and others,

"Guys, please wait!"

Zhou Xunyi raised his hand to indicate that it was okay.

The few people continued to move forward, looking like nothing happened for a long time. Just when everyone thought they were about to pass through the Ghostly Fog Land unharmed,

There were waves of low sobbing coming from the front. The voice sounded like a woman's voice. It was high-pitched and low, and seemed to be broken but not broken. It made people extremely irritated and uneasy.

"Haunting Ghost Voice!"

Zhou Xun whispered.

This is the innate spell of high-level demons and ghosts. When used against an enemy, it can cause the blood of an opponent whose cultivation level is far lower than yours to flow backwards, causing them to lose control and dance wildly to death!

At this time, Zhou Xun found that the Purple Spirit Fairy beside him started dancing uncontrollably and kept moving in the direction where the sound came from. Seeing this, Zhou Xun said "hum" repeatedly towards the place where the sound came from. A sound.

The Purple Spirit Fairy immediately broke away from the control.

Then Quan Sheng collapsed and sat on the ground, his face pale and sweating profusely.

"Fellow Taoist Zi Ling! With your cultivation level, as long as you guard your mind, you won't be taken advantage of by this ghostly voice. You are just careless."

Zhou Xun reminded in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Senior Zhou!" Fairy Zi Ling nodded heavily.

Zhou Xun did not pay attention to the Purple Spirit Fairy, but looked in the direction of the ghost mist in front of him with a stern expression.

I saw the ghost mist not far ahead billowing like boiling water.

Then a large group of humanoid ghosts covered with green fur emerged from inside.

Except for their pointed heads and the fact that each of their hands holds a short white bone fork several feet long, these monsters are just like ordinary green-haired zombies.

"Ghost Yaksha! It's still a big group!" Fairy Ziling couldn't help shouting when she saw this.

"Ghost Yaksha" is a very rare species among zombies. It is one of the few ghosts that can move during the day and travel around the world.

At this time, a golden light flew out and flew towards the group of ghost yaksha in front.

It turned out to be Elder Miao from the Sixth Company Hall, wielding his own golden flying sword.

The group of "ghost yaksha" seemed to be commanded by someone. They raised the bone daggers in their hands at the same time, and then dozens of ghost fires sprayed towards the golden flying sword.

Suddenly, the flying sword, which was originally very fast, seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and the aura flickered, apparently unable to hold up.

Elder Miao was shocked and hurriedly asked Zhou for help.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, please help me!"

With an expressionless face, Zhou Xun summoned 72 fire seeds, turned them into flaming flying swords, and then pointed forward.

Dozens of flames flew away,

"laugh--"

The sound of dozens of flying swords entering the body was heard.

Those ghost yakshas fell to the ground one after another, and they were all killed by Zhou Xun's blow.

At this time, a gray shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.
Seeing this, the three people following Zhou Xun also sacrificed their magic weapons.

If they still stood by and did nothing under such circumstances, Zhou Xun would definitely not let them off lightly.

The three magic weapons became several feet in size, one foot, one ring, and one treasure seal.

As the three magic weapons approached, the gray figure revealed its figure. It turned out to be a ghost king with three heads and six arms.

In terms of momentum, he is even better than the fake infant monk.

The ghost king was like a ghost, a few gleams of light flashed by, and all three magic weapons whined and flew back, looking like their aura was greatly damaged.

The three monks' faces were pale and they were badly injured, and the monk in the early stage of forming pills spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The three alchemy monks joined forces, but they returned without success and suffered a lot of damage!
At this moment, Zhou Xun's 72 flying swords surrounded the ghost king.

The Ghost King opened his mouth and shouted, and a harsh and unpleasant sound wave spread out.

Zhou Xun's flying sword was on the verge of collapse.

Zhou Xun suppressed the annoyance rising in his heart, and took out the hammer-shaped magic weapon refined by Lei Jiao, and several thumb-sized thunder and lightning fell from the sky.

A thunder net was formed, covering the head of the ghost king.

The Ghost King received this blow and let out a shrill scream!
Then those thunder nets exploded on the ghost king, emitting dazzling white light.

The Ghost King's screams suddenly stopped, and the Ghost King's tall body fell down, and then turned into fly ash.

(End of this chapter)