Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 300: The Evil Spirit's Body and the Long Whip
"how come?"

'See' this scene.

Chen Yulou's eyebrows couldn't help but jump.

He had used this sword to slash giant snakes, kill dragons, suppress evil spirits, and break mirages.

Especially after being nourished in the Lu Zu Sword Stone, the sword power was even more powerful than a rainbow. Even a big monster like Zhou Jiao, who had practiced for thousands of years and had reached the stage of walking on water, could not withstand the power of the sword.

A dark shadow hidden in the mist.

Surprisingly, he was completely unharmed.

How can this be?

"Brother Chen?"

"What is it?"

Listen to his low mumbling.

Partridge Whistle's face was extremely solemn.

The moment when the sword was slashed just now.

He only felt the majestic power of heaven descending, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his spine and trembling in his heart.

Wherever the sword energy passed, it felt as if you were in a sword pavilion.

It was as if the whole person would be split into countless pieces in the next moment.

But from his tone, there was a hint of shock in his hesitation, as if the sword had not succeeded.

"nothing."

Chen Yulou shook his head.

The black shadow was so strange that even he found it difficult to deal with.

Partridge Whistle and his men were blindfolded with black scarves, so they naturally lost their advantage and were put in a weak position. Facing such an opponent, it was difficult for them to achieve anything.

"Brother Chen, Yang will help you..."

It has already caused such a big commotion.

He said nothing happened.

It's clearly words to fool children.

However, based on his understanding of Chen Yulou, the more this was the case, the more it showed how terrifying this opponent was.

Maybe they don't even have the qualifications to leave.

But the sentence is not over yet.

Chen Yulou's calm voice sounded in his ears.

"Brother Dao, we'll be able to pass through the tunnel in just ten steps. You can lead Kunlun and the others through first."

"I can still handle this for now."

"This……"

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle was even more certain that his prediction was correct.

But leaving Chen Yulou alone in the midst of danger was something he couldn't do.

"go!"

"The terrain here is too narrow. It would be difficult to attack if we stay here."

Seeing him hesitate.

Chen Yulou frowned even more tightly.

Now is not the time to be humble.

As his divine sense swept over, he found that the black shadow in the darkness had become more and more terrifying, constantly changing its shape. It was almost human-like before, but now at first glance, it looked like a monster awakened from ancient times.

"it is good!"

Partridge Whistle is also a decisive person.

Upon hearing this, he did not hesitate any longer and immediately jumped from the back to the front.

Kunlun, Yang Fang and the old foreigner.

Although the ears and eyes are closed.

But how terrifying was that sword energy just now.

At this moment, they also vaguely understood something. Apparently, something dangerous had happened in the tunnel that they could not detect.

Kunlun's face was filled with anxiety. Based on his understanding of the shopkeeper, he would definitely choose to go into danger alone.

"Let's go first."

"Meeting outside."

"How can you not trust me, the shopkeeper?"

Although he didn't say anything, the anxiety, hesitation and resistance in his expression said it all. Besides, he had followed him for many years, so how could Chen Yulou not understand Kunlun.

Transmitting sound through spiritual consciousness.

She comforted him softly.

"Besides, when have you ever seen me really put myself in danger?"

"It's just an evil spirit. No matter what, I can still escape unscathed."

Listen to the shopkeeper's message.

Kunlun couldn't help but feel uneasy.

The shopkeeper had made it very clear that if he was forced to stay while he could neither see nor hear, he would become a burden.

"Yes, from the shopkeeper."

I muttered to myself.

Kunlun no longer insisted and followed the three figures in front of him, quickly rushing out of the tunnel.

More than ten steps, just a blink of an eye.

A sinister but not biting aura blew in his face. Partridge Whistle, who was walking in the front, immediately understood what was going on and pulled off the black scarf in front of him.

The lantern in my hand had gone out at some point.

It was pitch black all around.

I can't see my fingers.

He subconsciously took out the flint, made a slash with it, and with a crackling sound, a flame ignited and spread into the lantern with the glass cover removed.

It turned out to be shaking all the way.

The wick fell to the bottom.

He picked it up and put it into a copper cup, which was soaked in tung oil. The firelight passed through it and the lamp was lit again.

With the help of the flickering firelight, Partridge Whistle looked up and saw behind him the Thunder Mountain that he had just passed through. It had returned to its original state, with wisps of dim fluorescent light flowing by from time to time.

There is a stone cave at the foot of the mountain.

There is no door frame.

The winding tunnel was narrow and long, and was shrouded in a thick layer of fog. Even when the lights shone through it, they could not penetrate it at all, and the white fog even became tinged with a yellow halo.

He listened attentively for a moment.

There was deathly silence in the cave.

It was as if... there was no breath of life.

But Chen Yulou was clearly still among them. Although he was not sure what had happened, the thing that made him draw his sword without hesitation was obviously not an ordinary thing.

"Senior brother?"

"Are we getting out?"

Just as he was hesitating whether to go in or wait, the old foreigner's voice suddenly came from behind him.

Apparently the sudden stagnation had given him something to think about.

Contain the Qi and blood and open your ears.

After coming to his senses, Partridge Whistle nodded, "You can take off the black scarf now."

The old foreigner had been waiting to hear this sentence for a long time. Without any hesitation, he reached out and pulled it immediately.

Just walking in the dark for too long.

Suddenly I saw the light again.

Even though it was just a wind lantern, the light was unexpectedly dazzling, and it took a full moment to recover.

During this time, Kunlun and Yang Fang also removed the black cloth covering their eyes.

"Hmm? Where's Shopkeeper Chen?"

Looking around, Yang Fang saw that Chen Yulou was nowhere to be seen. He didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief and couldn't help but ask.

Hear this.

The old foreigner realized it later.

He was only thinking about verifying whether there really was a ghost cave behind the Thunder Mountain.

After adapting to the alternation of light and darkness, my attention was focused on all directions.

"Still in there."

Partridge Whistle responded simply.

After that, his eyes continued to focus on the tunnel.

Upon hearing this, the two of them, except for Kunlun who already knew about it, felt depressed.

"Is it the sword from before?"

The old foreigner seemed to be thinking about something.

Although they had blocked their eyes and ears before, they still felt it when the sword struck.

Hear this.

How could Yang Fang not understand the seriousness of the matter?

Over the years, he had seen Chen Yulou take action countless times, but only once with a sword.

It was still the same mother snake from before.

So, the invisible danger in the tunnel is at least at the level of the Snake Mother?
Thinking of this, an indescribable solemn atmosphere lingered in everyone's hearts.

"Wait... the fog is moving."

Yang Fang is still sharp-eyed.

Pointing to the thick fog deep in the tunnel, he suddenly said.

Several people were alerted and looked over subconsciously.

Like cumulus clouds, the mist began to flow slowly.

What does this mean?

How could a few old hands not understand?

This means that Chen Yulou, who stayed behind, has already started fighting with the unknown being.

brush--

Slowly pull out the dragon scale sword.

Chen Yulou's face was calm, but there was a hint of murderous intent floating between his brows, which were mostly covered by black cloth.

After such a long stalemate, the black shadow still did not move. Through his spiritual sense, he saw that all the people had left the tunnel safely, and his last bit of patience was finally exhausted.

Since the other party doesn't move.

Naturally, Chen Yulou would not just continue to wait like this.

A flick of the wrist.

The dragon scale sword slashed down out of thin air.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a sword light as blazing as the sun cut through the fog and headed straight for the black shadow.

The fog was almost solidified.

It's like a thawing river in early spring, starting to flow slowly.

With this sword, Chen Yulou no longer used the previous testing method. He was almost unreserved. The sword energy was like a rainbow, and at the same time, it contained a determination to kill.

Not to mention an evil spirit.

It is the snake god who has come in person.

This sword will also make it suffer a little.

really.

It was almost the moment when the sword energy broke through the air.

The black shadow finally reacted. Its body shook, and in an instant, it collapsed from an ancient giant beast into a tall strange shadow.

It looks like a black snake hiding in the mist.

But even so.

Still a step too slow.

The sword energy was as fast as lightning and came in an instant as if it had torn open the space.

He slashed through the snake-like black shadow.

Just like before, the eerie shadow instantly shattered into countless pieces, but this time it did not reappear out of thin air in the blink of an eye as before. Instead, it flowed with difficulty in the white mist like spilled ink.

The sword energy is constantly being consumed.

So much so that the ink cannot blend.

A shrill, invisible scream rang in my ears.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.

He thought that the ghost thing was really immortal, but it turns out... it also feels pain.

brush--

Thoughts together.

Chen Yulou raised his sword and swung it lightly several times again.

In an instant, more than ten sword lights flashed out, and the speed of the mist flow was even more astonishing, as if it was not in an underground tunnel, but on the top of a cliff.

As danger approached, the evil spirit screamed, not even caring about the pain, and forced the evil spirit's body to quickly gather into a ball.

Simultaneously.

It didn't seem to move.

Suddenly, a huge rock appeared out of nowhere in the tunnel.

As the sword energy swept past, crisp ding-dong sounds were heard continuously.

"It's really you."

"The evil god Mahakala, it seems that it is not just a rumor."

It was recorded in the poems and essays of King Gesar, but because it was too old and contained too many demons and evil spirits, it was difficult for later generations to understand and they just thought it was a rumor.

But right now...

I saw with my own eyes the huge rock lying across the tunnel.

How could Chen Yulou not understand?

Mahakala, the evil god who controls minerals.

Only it has such strange abilities.

The sword energy continued to cut through the boulder, and tiny cracks appeared and continued to spread around. Finally, there was a loud bang, and the boulder shattered into pieces and turned into a pile of powder.

And all this.

It seemed like a long time had passed.

In fact, it only takes a moment.

The shadow of the evil god was clearly stunned for a moment, feeling the momentum of the sword energy breaking through the air again without any decrease, it suddenly let out a sharp roar and plunged into the stone wall next to it.

spirit body.

Chen Yulou has seen it several times.

But this was the first time they fought each other.

This thing is tangible but intangible, and cannot be killed by ordinary means.

Using sword energy can only continuously consume its evil spirit energy and weaken it. If you really want to kill it, you must use thunder and lightning.

But it is enough for now.

dong dong dong-

As soon as the black shadow touched the cliff, the rock, which was obviously as hard as iron, seemed to turn into a pool of water in an instant, allowing it to blend into it.

but.

Even if you avoid most of them.

There were still several sword energies passing by.

Invisible screams came from inside the mountain.

"break!"

Seeing it hiding in the Thunder Mountain, it seemed that there was nothing that could be done to it, but Chen Yulou showed no worry at all, he just opened his mouth and uttered a word softly.

In an instant.

The sword energy remaining in the evil god's body exploded.

There was only a loud noise like thunder, and the spirit body that had just merged into the Thunder Mountain was forced out again.

And in Chen Yulou's 'sight'.

That white cliff looked like a broken ink bottle.

The dark, sticky, and disgusting black liquid splashed out from the cracks in the cliff and spread all over the ground.

but……

even so.

The evil god is still not dead.

A pool of ink on the ground flowed slowly, and after a short while, it merged into a ball again.

Seeing this situation, even though he was mentally prepared, Chen Yulou was still shocked by this scene.

As expected, he is called God.

It’s just hard to kill!

If it were a big monster, it would have been torn into pieces and turned into essence and blood medicine under such sword energy.

but.

As long as you can hurt, you will die.

The evil god's spirit is not at the level of the eight ancient gods.

Otherwise, with an ancient god who was still at the peak of his power, Chen Yulou would have fled long ago, let alone taking action. Staying behind would have been a disrespect for his own life and death.

Zheng!
It seemed that the strange ghost body like a pool of ink on the ground was about to merge into one.

Chen Yulou did not continue.

He even inserted the dragon scale sword into the scabbard.

What appeared in his hand instead was a whip about two or three meters long.

Wrapped with several turns of gold wire.

About the thickness of a baby's arm.

The whole body is flowing with dark golden luster, exuding an ancient and profound breath.

It was the ghost-beating whip that Zhou Jiao had given him at the foot of Fuxian Lake.

Although there is only one word difference between it and the divine whip in Yang Fang's hand, their origins are completely different.

According to Zhou Jiao.

This whip is a Nuo ritual instrument from the ancient Dian Kingdom.

But the sword Yang Fang had was a pure Taoist treasure.

One yin and one yang.

One evil and the other good.

The only thing in common is that both whips are engraved with numerous talismans and scriptures.

The divine whip can suppress corpse disasters, but the thirteen cloud-shaped heavenly books on the ghost-beating whip can slay demons, subdue ghosts and break evil spirits.

The hand shook.

The ghost-beating whip that was originally rolled into a ball instantly extended out.

And the black shadow on the ground was like seeing the most terrifying existence in the world, and the shrill sound was endless.

The reaction to it.

Chen Yulou was not surprised.

On that day at Longtan Mountain, he used the Ghost Beating Whip for the first time, and even Luofu, who was born a phoenix, had no choice but to surrender.

There is no escape.

There is no way to avoid it.

What’s more, he is a seriously injured evil god.

The speed at which the black liquid merged was even more astonishing. It merged into one almost in the blink of an eye, and then rushed desperately towards the stone wall of the tunnel.

"You still want to escape at this time?"

"You really don't take Chen seriously."

Seeing this, Chen Yulou's eyes became even colder and he shouted coldly.

While talking.

The long whip was swung fiercely.

All I saw was a flash of golden light. The surroundings, which were originally pitch dark, suddenly became as bright as day. Golden lightning instantly appeared outside the dark shadow and struck it heavily.

Bang!
Golden light splashed and black mist filled the air.

The black shadow was actually pulled out from the stone wall of Thunder Mountain, and it was shaking all over, with ink-like black liquid spilled all over the ground.

But this time.

But it did not merge as slowly as before.

Under the golden light, the spilled black liquid was like water droplets on the furnace wall. It evaporated with a hissing sound and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)