Cultivation of Immortality: Start by Improving Spiritual Root Qualifications

Chapter 829 Zhou Xun takes action and the ghost tribe retreats!

Just when Zhou Xun was shocked by the powerful strength displayed by Lord Yama, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

Suddenly, a strange black fog emerged from the ghost army. The fog quickly spread and covered a large area.

In this black fog, the figures of the ghosts became increasingly blurred, but the eerie aura they exuded became increasingly strong.

"Be careful, there's something strange about this fog!" Zhou Xun loudly warned the monks around him.

He mobilized his spiritual power and tried to use his spiritual blue pupil to penetrate the strange fog. However, he found that the effectiveness of the blue pupil was greatly reduced here, and he could only barely see a distance of more than ten feet in front of him.

"This ghost fog seems to interfere with our consciousness and vision."

Lord Yama frowned, and the magic knife in his hand waved out magic flames, trying to disperse the fog, but the magic flames were quickly swallowed up after coming into contact with the fog, and had no effect at all.

"Everyone, get together and use a defensive formation to resist the sudden attack of the ghost tribe!" Zhou Xun shouted loudly, while directing the surrounding monks to form a defensive formation.

Everyone responded quickly, moved closer to each other, and the magic weapons on their bodies lit up, forming a tight defensive circle.

However, the ghost tribe obviously would not give them much time to prepare.

Under the cover of fog, the ghost tribe's attacks came like raindrops.

One after another, black ghost spears shot out from the mist and hit the defensive magic circle hard, making a dull sound. Under this intensive attack, the light of the defensive magic circle flickered and was on the verge of crumbling.

"Hold on!" Zhou Xun gritted his teeth and continuously injected the spiritual power in his body into the defensive formation.

His face gradually turned pale and beads of sweat covered his forehead, but his eyes were extremely determined.

At the same time, Liuhe Sword Immortal also encountered trouble.

The originally powerful sword formation was greatly weakened under the influence of this strange fog.

When the jade sword was flying in the fog, its speed slowed down significantly and it often lost its direction, making it difficult to attack the ghosts accurately.

"Humph, you little ghost mist, you want to stop me!"

Liuhe Sword Immortal snorted coldly, he quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something.

Suddenly, the seventy-two jade swords shone brightly, and ancient runes appeared on the swords.

With the appearance of the runes, the mist around the jade sword began to dissipate rapidly.

Seeing this, Liuhe Sword Immortal swung his sword and shot the jade sword towards the ghosts again. This time, the jade sword was faster and more powerful. Wherever it passed, ghosts were killed and the ghost fog was dispersed to create gaps.

"The Liuhe Sword Immortal is mighty!" When the surrounding cultivators saw this scene, they cheered and their morale was boosted.

However, the ghosts will not give up easily.

Behind the ghost army, the huge black altars began to rise slowly.

On the altar, twelve ghost wizards in black robes held a staff inlaid with countless skulls in their hands and muttered something.

As his spell sounded, the ghost fog became thicker and began to surge wildly towards the defensive magic circle and sword formation.

"Oh no! They are performing some powerful ghost magic!" Zhou Xun's heart tightened. He felt an unprecedented dangerous aura approaching.

"Everyone, stay calm and defend with all your strength!" Lord Yama shouted loudly, and the magic knife in his hand was swung again, and the magic flame burned fiercely.

At this moment, the powerful ghost on the black altar suddenly raised his staff.
Then he swung his hand vigorously towards the defensive magic circle.

Suddenly, a black beam of light shot out from the staff, rushing towards the defensive formation with a devastating momentum.
Wherever the black beam of light passed, ripples appeared in space.

Zhou Xun's pupils suddenly shrank, and the hairs on his body stood on end. The power contained in this attack was close to the level of incarnation.
At this moment, a pagoda flew out from behind, swelled up in the wind, and in an instant became hundreds of feet in size, blocking the front.

Behind the pagoda, there are four old men floating.
Zhou Xun recognized them at a glance. They were the elders of Luoyang Xianzong.
As for the pagoda, it was the semi-spiritual treasure 'Luoyang Pagoda' that almost suppressed him that day.

The Sunset Tower burst into a dazzling golden light, blocking the black light column firmly.

Where the two collided, light overflowed, and powerful energy fluctuations swept in all directions like a surging wave.

Under this impact, a large piece of the ghost fog of the ghost clan was torn apart, revealing the panicked figures of the ghost army in the rear.

"The elders of Luoyang Immortal Sect are here, we are saved!" Upon seeing this, the human cultivators burst into cheers and their morale rose again.

The four elders of Luoyang Xianzong looked solemn, and they quickly formed seals with their hands, trying their best to activate the Luoyang Tower. The leading elder said in a deep voice:

"The ghost magic of this ghost tribe is very strange, everyone must be careful."

After saying that, he glanced in the direction of Zhou Xun and Yan Mo Zhenjun, and said in a voice transmission: "Fellow Daoists, take this opportunity to kill the ghosts!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Lord Yan Mo's eyes. He waved his magic knife and roared loudly:

"Men of the human race, follow me and kill!" The demonic flame, wrapped in rolling heat waves, pounced towards the ghost army.

The Sword Immortal Liuhe was not to be outdone. The sword formation shone brightly, and the seventy-two jade swords turned into streams of light, shuttling through the ghost camp. Wherever they passed, the ghosts fell one after another.

Zhou Xun took a deep breath and circulated his spiritual power to its peak. The purple jade lightning spear in his hand flashed with lightning. He took advantage of a gap in the ghost tribe's attack and rushed towards the ghost army.

But at this moment, the altar behind suddenly lit up again.

"No, we can't let them recklessly activate this altar!" Zhou Xun's eyes lit up slightly, revealing green light.

He saw at a glance the situation behind the ghost tribe.

Relying on this altar, the ghosts can continuously launch attacks close to the level of incarnation. If it weren't for the Luoyang Immortal Sect using the Luoyang Tower to resist,
I'm afraid the formation will really be broken by the ghost clan.

Zhou Xun's eyes became calmer as he looked at the magic wands in the hands of the twelve ghost wizards.
"Got it! As long as we can kill a ghost witch and seize a staff, they won't be able to gather twelve people, and the altar won't be usable in a short period of time!"

But the question is how to get closer?

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a fourth-rank middle-grade ghost king not far away.
"If we kill him, and then use Thousand Faces to transform into his appearance and aura, we might be able to get closer!"

Zhou Xun fixed his eyes on the fourth-rank middle-grade ghost king. He saw a strong ghost aura lingering around him, and the ghost blade in his hand was flashing with a faint light.

He was commanding a group of ghost soldiers to charge towards the human defense line.

Zhou Xun took a deep breath, circulated his spiritual power, tapped his feet lightly, and rushed towards the Ghost King like a flash of black lightning.

On the way, the ghost soldiers waved their ghost weapons to stop them. Zhou Xun waved the purple jade lightning spear in his hand, and with the flash of lightning, the approaching ghost soldiers were turned into dust.

He was agile and rushed left and right in the encirclement of the ghost soldiers, and soon came near the Ghost King.

The Ghost King noticed Zhou Xun's attack and let out a low roar. He swung the ghost blade in his hand violently, and a black blade light slashed towards Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun's eyes flashed, and he swung the lightning spear in his hand horizontally, colliding with the sword light with a loud bang.

"Dang!" There was a loud noise, and the powerful impact caused the ghost fog around to churn.

He activated his spiritual power, and the lightning on the lightning spear suddenly increased, and a beam of lightning shot towards the ghost king.

But in this dark ghost fog, the lightning was quickly consumed, and when it reached the Ghost King, there was not much left.
He easily blocked it with a ghost shield. Seeing this, the ghost soldiers nearby gathered around and tried to help the ghost king kill Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun was surrounded, but he was not afraid at all.

He quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. The purple jade lightning spear suddenly shone brightly, and countless lightning bolts poured out from the tip of the spear, forming a field of lightning.

In this area of ​​lightning, the ghost soldiers screamed as they were struck by the lightning and turned into ashes.

The Ghost King was also affected by the lightning and his movements became slow.

Zhou Xun seized the opportunity, concentrated all his spiritual power on the lightning spear, shouted: "Break!" and threw it towards the ghost king.
The lightning spear suddenly crossed the space and appeared in front of the ghost king.

"puff!"

It easily pierced the ghost king's chest, and then lightning burst out and engulfed him.
A look of disbelief appeared in the Ghost King's eyes, and then his huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

A fourth-order, mid-grade ghost king, it only took two breaths from the time he attacked to the time he killed him.

Zhou Xun quickly collected the Ghost King's body and performed the Thousand Faces Illusion Technique at the same time.

Under the cover of the ghost fog, his shape and aura changed, becoming exactly the same as that of the Ghost King.

Holding the Ghost King's ghost blade, he mixed into the ghost army.

Then he quietly approached the altar from the other side. Along the way, the ghost soldiers saw the "Ghost King" coming and gave way without any doubt.

Zhou Xun secretly rejoiced in his heart and continued to approach the altar.

However, when he was still a hundred feet away from the altar, the Ghost King who was in charge of vigilance seemed to notice something unusual.

"King Beichen, why do you come here alone instead of leading the army to attack the city?" The Ghost King looked at Zhou Xun suspiciously, and the ghost weapon in his hand tightened slightly.

Zhou Xun glanced at the altar.
The twelve ghost wizards were concentrating on performing their magic and did not notice anything unusual about Zhou Xun.

At the same time, the ghost magic on the altar suddenly changed.

The black beam of light that had originally converged into one now split into twelve, shooting towards different locations of the Sunset Tower and the human defense line.

The faces of the four elders of Luoyang Immortal Sect changed drastically. They used all their strength to activate the Luoyang Tower, but they could only barely block a few of the light beams.

Under this powerful attack, the human defense line was once again in crisis, and the light of the defensive magic circle became dimmer.

"No, we have to act quickly!"

So he immediately communicated with the Blood Demon Ancestor,

"Senior, you must kill one person!" He waved his hand, and a red light flashed, and he turned into the figure of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

"Today, it's time for the ancestor to show off his power!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor let out a strange cry, and his figure suddenly disappeared, appearing behind a ghost witch in a black robe.

While releasing the Blood Demon Ancestor,
Zhou Xun quickly poured his magic power into the Purple Jade Lightning Spear, and then targeted another fourth-level peak ghost king.
With a fierce throw, the lightning spear passed through space and suddenly appeared a few feet behind the ghost witch.

The ghost wizard was concentrating on the ghost magic on the altar and was completely unaware of the fatal crisis coming from behind.

By the time he reacted, it was too late.

"puff!"

The purple jade lightning spear accurately pierced the ghost wizard's head. Powerful lightning instantly exploded in his body, shattering his soul.

The ghost wizard fell straight down without even having time to utter a scream, and the staff inlaid with countless skulls in his hand fell to the ground.

At the same time, the Blood Demon Ancestor had already killed a ghost witch. He grabbed a magic wand in his hand, and continued to flee backwards with the one that Zhou Xun had killed!

"Run!" The voice of the Blood Demon Ancestor sounded in Zhou Xun's mind.

Deep inside this place, behind the ghost tribe, there are still ten top ghost wizards left beside the altar.

At this moment, the altar's final blow has been accumulated.

"boom--"

A black beam of light shot out. It turned out that it was activated by the ghost witches before he made his move. By the time he made his move, the activation had just finished.
Two ghost wizards fell, and their staffs were lost.
The leading ghost witch was extremely angry and let out a strange cry.
Then, a scene that made Zhou Xun's soul tremble with fear occurred. The remaining ten ghost witches pointed their magic wands at him.

The beam of light suddenly shot towards Zhou Xun.

This was something that the Luoyang Tower could barely block, not to mention Zhou Xun’s mortal body. Even if he cultivated to the next level,
Even the physique of a fourth-grade, top-grade demon beast would not be able to stop it.

A thought flashed through Zhou Xun's mind, and the next moment, the beam of light came closer.
"boom--"

The beam of light hit Zhou Xun hard, causing him to vaporize instantly.

But the next moment, a piece of the puppet fell from the sky.

His entire figure suddenly appeared a hundred feet away.

It was the substitute puppet he had obtained at the beginning that blocked the fatal blow just now.

"You are a substitute for the puppet, Zhou boy, you are really lucky to have such a treasure!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor let out a strange cry, and at the same time heaved a sigh of relief.

Grabbing Zhou Xun's body, he moved quickly among the ghost army and returned to the defense line after dozens of breaths.

At the same time, the ghost tribe lost two ghost witches, the altar instantly became ineffective, and the originally dark ghost fog instantly dissipated.
"Good, the fog has dissipated!" Yan Mo Zhenjun and others were overjoyed.
As the ghost fog dissipated, the battlefield was exposed to sunlight again, and the vision of the human monks suddenly became clear.

Lord Yan Mo seized the opportunity and raised his magic knife high. The magic flame instantly soared hundreds of feet high. He shouted an earth-shaking roar: "The ghost clan is in decline. If we don't fight now, when will we fight? Kill!"

The human monks shouted in unison and charged towards the ghost army again like a surging tide.

Liuhe Sword Immortal was not willing to be outdone. He quickly formed seals with his hands in the air and muttered something.

In an instant, seventy-two jade swords shone brightly and rushed towards the ghost clan with a roar. Wherever they passed, the ghost soldiers were chopped into pieces.

The four elders of the Luoyang Immortal Sect continued to activate the Luoyang Tower, which emitted an even brighter red light and slowly suppressed the ghost clan camp.

Every time it advanced ten feet, it would bring up streaks of golden flames, burning all the ghosts along the way.

The ghost clan was in chaos after losing two ghost wizards.

The ghost wizard in the lead had a gloomy face, and he glared fiercely in the direction of the human defense line. Just as he was about to fight to the death,

Suddenly, a ghostly voice came from the air.
"retreat!"

(End of this chapter)