Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 207 Beheading
"Hehe..." The beautiful female cultivator was about to sneer when she suddenly saw a cold light hidden behind the water blades in the sky!
Her expression changed with shock, and she quickly channeled her magic power into the red string bracelet in front of her.

"boom!"

A terrifying rumble sounded, and water-colored dark lightning as thick as an arm struck the red light curtain, causing ripples to ripple at an extremely fast frequency.

"Thunder...Thunder method!"

The beautiful female cultivator gritted her teeth and tried her best to maintain the light shield in front of her.

Amidst the lightning of the water-colored dark thunder, the red light shield flickered, and it seemed that it would not last long.

Seeing this, Chen Mu felt relieved and his expression eased a little.

But he did not take it lightly. He shot out another water-colored dark thunder with his backhand, adding it to the lightning that had already enveloped the red light shield.

A moment later, there was a "crack" sound, and the red light shield could no longer withstand the invasion of the lightning and shattered.

In an instant, lightning spread out and hit the beautiful female cultivator hidden behind the light shield.

"puff!"

Caught off guard, the beautiful female cultivator suddenly spurted out a ball of blood and essence, on which there were faint traces of tiny ice fragments.

Chen Mu was relentless and once again roared with the Zhaokong Sword, flying towards her neck.

"A cultivator at the twelfth level of Qi Condensation who is skilled in using thunder magic..."

Seeing the flying sword coming, the beautiful female cultivator ignored the bloodstains on her lips and instead curled her lips into a smile again.

"Fortunately I brought the Ten Evils Yama Banner!"

The bloodstains were clear, making her look rather morbidly beautiful...

"call out!"

The flying sword approached in an instant and pierced through the neck of the beautiful monk!

It was such a horrifying scene, but not a trace of blood was seen.

"wrong."

Chen Mu frowned and stared at the beautiful female cultivator who was supposed to be dying.

The next moment, the tall figure of the female cultivator suddenly shook and turned into a ball of black mist that drifted away.

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately used his spiritual awareness to the fullest extent, carefully searching for her.

But after some investigation, there was no trace of her, as if she had never appeared here.

But the more this happened, the more Chen Mu became alert and paid attention to his surroundings, not daring to be careless at all.

A moment later, a faint black mist suddenly appeared here and enveloped him.

Seeing this, Chen Mu's eyes flashed, and he immediately stood up and flew out, trying to escape from the inexplicable black fog.

"boom!"

But before he could get close to the edge of the black fog, he was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Chen Mu did not stop and quickly called upon the Zhaokong Sword to test the strength of the barrier.

"Bang bang bang..."

There were several collision sounds in succession, and the Zhaokong Sword was bounced away, returning empty-handed.

Seeing this, Chen Mu's face darkened a little, and the technique in his hand changed quietly, but he put it down in an instant.

However, not far from him, a cultivator's figure suddenly appeared like a phantom.

With a green face, fangs, and bloodstains, it doesn't look like a normal thing at all!
"Soul?"

Chen Mu's eyes turned slightly, and after a hint of surprise flashed across his face, his expression became even uglier.

Behind the shadowy monk, countless evil ghosts like him gradually appeared!

It's so densely packed and extremely creepy.

Just a quick glance revealed hundreds of them. Fortunately, most of the shadows that appeared later were not as powerful as the first one...

"Roar……"

After the green-faced shadow let out a roar that was not like that of an ordinary person, it immediately pounced towards Chen Mu, and the many shadows behind it also followed with roars.

Seeing this, Chen Mu's face froze. He clasped his hands together and clapped them lightly. Suddenly, four cloud dragons roared out and headed towards those countless soul phantoms.

"Bang bang bang!"

Any phantom soul that came into contact with Youlong was shattered and dissipated at the first sight.

Chen Mu was delighted, but his joy didn't last long when he suddenly discovered that the shadow that had been shattered long ago was intact again and pounced towards the Cloud Dragon.

For a moment, although the Cloud and Mist Dragon was powerful and shattered many phantom souls with a single collision and grab, it could not withstand the regeneration of the phantoms, so it fell into a stalemate.

"Giggle..."

The beautiful female cultivator was nowhere to be seen, but her sweet laughter continued to echo, as if she were an outsider watching a good show...

Chen Mu's brows were furrowed and his lips were pursed.

If they were all shadowy spirits that shattered at the slightest touch, it wouldn't have been too stressful. But the reality was that there were several shadowy figures of cultivators with considerable combat power, especially the green-faced, fang-toothed cultivator who appeared first. Chen Mu estimated that it possessed the power of a cultivator at the twelfth level of Qi Condensation, and its every move significantly restricted Cloud Mist Wandering Dragon.

Not long after, under the siege of countless phantom souls, the four cloud dragons began to lose the battle. Despite Chen Mu's generous supply of mana, they were still unable to resist the fatigue.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

After a moment, Chen Mu's face turned pale, and the four dragons collapsed into a cloud and dissipated!
Without the dragon to block them, the phantom souls swarmed in again like locusts.

Seeing this, Chen Mu didn't bother to think about how to break the deadlock. He gritted his teeth, tapped his toes lightly, and jumped up.

"Rumble..."

Lightning flashed across the sky and fell on him!

With a light tap downwards, a water-colored dark thunder immediately struck down, splashing lightning in all directions and destroying countless phantom souls.

In a flash, this place was like a sea of ​​thunder and lightning...

A moment later, when the phantom soul reappeared and joined the attack, Chen Mu suddenly felt happy.

"it works!"

However, he could feel that the phantom souls were no longer as strong as they were at the beginning. It was obvious that thunder magic had the ability to weaken these souls.

"So what about thunder magic? If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for meeting me today!"

The beautiful female cultivator seemed to have guessed what Chen Mu was happy about, so with a thought, the countless phantom souls gathered together and transformed into a Yama who wore a gilded crown, had a short face, a wide mouth, and a very long beard.

Chen Mu's eyes twitched, and a sense of foreboding arose in his mind, so he immediately sent down several water-colored dark thunders.

But the shadowy figure of Yama just stretched out his hand, and several water-colored dark thunders were caught in his hand like fuses. Then he rubbed his hands together, threw them to his mouth, and swallowed them alive!
Then, he took a big step forward, suddenly appeared in front of Chen Mu, and threw a simple punch.

"Clap clap clap!"

The waterfall technique that Chen Mu hastily summoned did not last long and broke apart.

"boom!"

After enduring the remaining force of the punch, his body flew backwards and rolled several times before stopping.

"Hahaha……"

The beautiful female cultivator's laughter rang out again.

Chen Mu suppressed the blood that was about to overflow from his mouth, but his spiritual consciousness immediately followed the sound of laughter.

"Got you!"

In an instant, he forcibly raised his surging magic power and once again unleashed three water-colored dark thunders that blasted away!

"Humph! So what if you find me?"

The beautiful female cultivator sneered, mocking Chen Mu's arrogance.

At her call, the shadow of Yama immediately turned around and guarded her.

Seeing this situation, Chen Mu did not stop attacking, and the speed of the three water-colored dark thunders became even faster.

With a "swish" sound, two of the dark thunders were grasped in the hand as fuses, just like before.

But the beautiful female cultivator did not raise her lips as she did just now, instead her expression changed drastically with horror!
"This is……"

The last slender dark blue lightning flashed almost black and broke through the shadow of Yan Luo and flew straight towards her.

"Guishui Yinlei?"

As soon as the fear came to mind, the lightning was approaching.

The beautiful female cultivator could only hastily take out a seven-foot-long Yama Banner and hold it in front of her.

"Crack!"

With a slight sound, the Yama Banner broke into two pieces, and the Yama phantom was also affected by it, and disappeared with a wail.

"puff……"

The beautiful female cultivator spurted out two more balls of essence and blood, and her body softened and fell down.

Chen Mu raised his eyes and looked over, his eyes becoming slightly darker.

And under his will, the Zhaokong Sword crossed the sky and flew towards her without stopping.

"Fellow Daoist, please spare my life! I am the Flower Spirit Envoy of the Palace of Eternal Life. I can serve you and share eternal life with you..."

There was urgency in the eyes of the beautiful female cultivator, but she did not speak very fast. Instead, she spoke slowly and seductively.

Unfortunately, before she could finish her words, the Zhaokong Sword was swung down mercilessly!
"Oh!"

The beautiful head lost its support and was thrown into the air, then fell to the ground and rolled several times.

Seeing this, Chen Mu's forced face suddenly turned pale and his body staggered a little.

So he quickly tore off the female cultivator's storage bag, cleaned up any signs of fighting, and then rushed off into the distance...

(End of this chapter)