Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 661 Four Ghosts
Within a radius of nine hundred miles from the top of Daoshi Mountain, there are shining spiritual lights everywhere.

What attracted most people's attention was naturally the dispute between Ximo and Pingyuan Sect.

The former is an outsider cultivator, and naturally many people are curious about him, and the latter is no less impressive. Although he is one of the twenty-seven sects in Central Continent and his reputation spreads far and wide, he usually keeps a low profile and is quite mysterious. There are very few cultivators who know about this sect.

Among them, Su Wuming has the least rumors.

Not to mention their small sects, even figures like Chunyang Tianyang Cheng have never seen his methods.

Today, it seems that I have really broadened my horizons...

Since there was no opponent, Yang Cheng, Dudu, and Chu Mu, the disciple of the Chu family, came to Beiyuan to join the fight.

Looking at Su Wuming who was calm and composed in the battle, Yang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said:
"This person is a formidable opponent. In the last sword fighting competition, the best ranking of the Pingyuan Sect was only seventeen.

Now that he's competing, perhaps he can make it into the top ten..."

Chu Mu's eyes flashed, and he said bluntly: "Brother Yang, do you really give such a domineering evaluation?
Yang Cheng remained calm and said solemnly, "I am not joking. This Western Desert cultivator already possesses the strength of a 27-veined Daoist.

Su Wuming seemed to be barely coping, but in fact he didn't reveal too many of his trump cards, not even releasing his Nascent Soul. This shows that he knew he could handle it, and there was already a gap in strength.

Chu Mu frowned, showing some disbelief. He turned to Cheng and asked, "Brother Cheng, did you see anything?"

Dudu's eyes turned, but he didn't answer directly. Instead, he looked at Chen Mu and chuckled, "Do you agree with what Brother Yang said, Fellow Daoist Chen?"

Chen Mu smiled slightly, sighed and said, "Su Wuming is about to win."

"Oh?"

Seeing that he spoke more decisively, Chu Mu's mind changed.

If Chen Mu had said this when they first met, he would have sneered and refused to believe it.

But after the battle with Piaomiao Taoist Temple, he already knew Chen Mu's extraordinary ability and was willing to believe in his vision.

His smile widened, and he replied, "Fellow Daoist Chen and I share the same opinion..."

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The golden bell is shaking and is about to collapse.

Chiwang's heart settled down, and he no longer hesitated. He took off the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist and threw it into the air.

Each of the Buddhist beads is round, with a hint of golden energy flowing inside. The surrounding precious light flickers and the sound of Buddha's whispering can be heard continuously.

As soon as the mountain ghost heard the sound, he hugged his head in pain and howled continuously. His huge body, which was more than three thousand feet long, slowly shrank, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and was about to disappear.

Chiwang was delighted to see this, and he kept moving, making the Buddhist beads rotate and enlarge suddenly, like a diamond ring, and wrap around the mountain ghost.

This string of Buddhist beads is a Buddhist magic treasure specially bestowed by the master. As long as you really come into contact with the mountain ghost, you can seal it inside.

How would Su Wuming, without the mountain ghost, compete with him?
"disease!"

Thinking of this, he increased his mana supply even more, and the light of the Buddha's pearl almost pierced the sky, shining like the sun...

Little did he know that when Su Wuming saw him throw out the magic treasure, he was not surprised but happy. With a silent smile, the black mark on the back of his hand moved again!

The next moment, a purple figure floated out and headed towards Chi Wang's body at an extremely fast speed.

"Another ghost!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise and quickly focused their attention on the newly appeared ghost.

This ghost was not as ferocious as the previous three. He looked like an ordinary person and was dressed in purple. The only thing was his hair, which was quite strange. The ends of his hair were pointing upwards and fluffy like flames.

He was carrying a small green ghost on his back, with nearly a hundred dark black chains extending from the ghost's body...

"This is……"

"Soul-binding ghost!"

"Su Wuming actually has four ghosts in his body?"

Chi Wang naturally noticed the movement, his face suddenly darkened, and he thought to himself that something was wrong. He hurriedly recalled the Buddhist beads to protect himself.

But the mountain ghost, who was originally in unbearable pain, suddenly changed his expression. He laughed loudly and took the initiative to step forward. He transformed into Chongxiao Peak and suppressed the Buddhist beads and spiritual treasures.

Seeing this, Chi Wang had no idea that he had fallen into a trap.

Su Wuming took every step carefully, deceiving his own protective spiritual treasure to use the Soul-Binding Ghost's trick...

While he was thinking, the soul-binding ghost completed his task in one fell swoop and reached the top of his head in the blink of an eye.

The green ghost behind him moved his hands, and nearly a hundred dark chains broke into his body. In an instant, Chi Wang felt his soul shaking, and he couldn't control himself and was about to be pulled out by the chains!

A Buddhist monk was actually being haunted by a ghost...

If I tell others about it, no one would believe it, but now it is really happening to me.

Chi Wang felt a surge of anger in his heart, but he did not admit defeat.

Even without the protective Buddhist beads, he is not without means to deal with it.

"If you want to take my soul, it depends on whether you are qualified enough!"

He suddenly put his hands together, with a fierce look like a Vajra, and while silently chanting the Buddha's name, the "卐" Buddhist seal suddenly lit up between his eyebrows.

In an instant, a beam of precious light emanated from within, spreading over an area ten feet around his body.

The soul-binding ghost was as if struck by lightning, its body trembling. When it was about to break the illusion and dissipate, Su Wuming curled his lips and smiled, and pointed lightly.

I saw the ghost smoke that had dispersed before gathered again, and the big-bellied ghost appeared again, sucking fiercely at the ten-foot-long precious light!
"call out!"

With a slight sound, the precious light disappeared like water. The man in a daze looked at the darkened brows, and he had no means of self-defense anymore.

"The Magic-Eating Ghost? Didn't it dissipate?"

Chu Mu exclaimed, looking quite puzzled.

He was not the only one who felt the same way; most of the people watching were also shocked.

Although they were not familiar with the Pingyuan Sect, they were able to witness many of the sect's skills during the sword-fighting event held once every hundred years.

Therefore, it is known that once the ghosts collapse and dissipate, the disciples of Pingyuan Sect will need to recuperate for several months before they can gather again.

But now, Su Wuming can actually gather the magic-eating ghosts instantly, which is beyond common sense!
Is it possible...

Chen Mu's eyes fixed, and he had a guess in his mind.

I'm afraid... the Magic-Eating Ghost didn't collapse and dissipate at all. The dissipation scene before was just for Chi Wang to see...

"hiss!"

Yang Cheng took a breath, he also thought of this.

"Planning and winning, taking every step carefully, Su Wuming... is a little too scary."

In a battle of their level, the situation changes rapidly and every move can affect the final outcome.

And Su Wuming had actually set a trap from the very beginning. This was due to his complete confidence in his control over the situation, and his accurate judgment of Chi Wang's every move...

How can one not be convinced by such a victory?
Chen Mu shook his head slightly. Although he had seen early on that Su Wuming could win, he did not notice anything wrong with the dispersing Food Ghost.

If he were to face this person, he would inevitably suffer the same loss...

"The Twenty-Seven Daoists of Zhongzhou are indeed not to be underestimated..."

At this time, he also put away the contempt he had for easily defeating Zhao Tianhe.

"I admit defeat!"

Chi Wang tried his best to steady his mind, but he was still being taken out bit by bit. To save his life, he could only admit defeat out loud.

Su Wuming smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, and the four ghosts turned into a stream of light and flew into the mark on the back of his hand.

Afterwards, he had no intention of flying over to help his fellow disciples, but instead landed aside and watched quietly.

Yang Cheng was puzzled and muttered, "Why doesn't he go to help his fellow disciples?"

As he spoke, he turned his attention to the other two battles.

You wouldn't know until you see it. It turns out that the other two people from Ximo are actually at a disadvantage!
Moreover, everyone's magic power has been depleted by more than half, and it is estimated that it won't be long before they will be defeated one after another.

"This... Pingyuan Sect, is it possible that it has such strength?"

At the same time, thousands of monks were all surprised.

Chen Mu sighed inwardly. In the past, Buddha suppressed ghosts, but now ghosts bully Buddha. Ximo stopped here. I don’t know whether it is a disaster or a blessing...

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(End of this chapter)