Mysterious country.

Chapter 699 The Outbreak of Ghost Art
I tried my best to break through the square space, but the result was still nothing.

The firmness of the square space completely exceeded Xia Qi's expectations, and with the violent vibration of the space, the surrounding outer walls have also become fiery red.

Xia Qi couldn't imagine what would happen to him who was trapped in the four-square space if he just let it explode.

Thinking about it, even if he had a ghost armor to protect him, he might not escape the fate of being blown to pieces.

Although he had already predicted his own fate, Xia Qi couldn't find a solution to the problem other than being anxious.

How long can he last here, 10 minutes? 5 minutes?Or a shorter time.

Xia Qi was not panicked because of the approaching death, in fact, he had experienced countless times like the situation before him since he entered Hades.

So he knew very well that the more he got to this critical moment of life and death, the more he needed to be calm, because blindly panicking could not solve any problems except to make himself more desperate.

Sitting down on the ground, the cold sweat on Xia Qi's face began to slide down his cheeks.

He had just tried a pure force attack, and he couldn't break the barriers of the square space at all. If he relied on his ability, he could try to use the ghost baby's swallowing ability to swallow the entire space.

But no one can be sure, whether the square space will explode in his body after being swallowed by him, or he will die in that case.

He didn't dare to use abilities, and brute force didn't work. After thinking about it, even Xia Qi, who was always optimistic, felt that he was really determined this time.

But this kind of desperate thought is only fleeting, others may give up, but he Xia Qi will never let go of even a chance to survive.

Since the ability cannot be used, nor can it be done by brute force, then he is like Leng Yue and the other spell owners, using ghost skills to blast away the square space that seals him!

He has never used ghost skills, and all his understanding of ghost skills comes from Wu Di's explanation.

To perform ghost skills, you not only need black liquid as a support, but also a ghost soldier who can perform ghost skills.

His original idea was to wait for the opportunity to take the stumps from the ghost's body and make them into ghost soldiers, but right now he can only use his own body as his own idea.

Xia Qi is not an indecisive person, and doing as soon as he thinks of it has always been his only rule of doing things.

Even though what he wanted to do was a bit cruel to himself, but in order to survive, in order to get a chance to blast through the square space, he had no choice now.

Standing up from the ground, Xia Qi took out a bottle of recovery potion from his pocket and held it tightly in his hand. After that, he took a deep breath, a sternness flashed in his eyes, and retracted the ghost armor protecting his chest. Then the ghost claw like a sharp knife pierced in fiercely.

Blood oozes out from the wound, Xia Qi endured the severe pain, screamed, grabbed a rib, and then pulled it out of his body.

The wound was enlarged again, blood spurted out directly, Xia Qi staggered and fell directly to the ground, most of the strength in his body was drained instantly.

Not daring to delay, he hastily raised his stiff arm, poured the recovery potion he had prepared into his mouth, and swallowed it with great difficulty.

With the entry of the recovery potion, the wounds on Xia Qi's body were recovering extremely quickly, until he drank another bottle of potion for restoring physical strength, and he stood up like a carp.

Picking up the blood-stained ribs on the ground, Xia Qi began to suck out the black liquid in his body.

The black liquid was drawn out of his body like a drainage, and after a while, it completely covered this rib of his.

During the process, he only felt that this rib, which was still somewhat warm, was getting colder and colder, and as the black liquid continued to coat it, the shape of the rib was also gradually changing, and the whole body was as black as ink, unaffected. Xia Qi was trembling slowly under control.

Xia Qi didn't know if the so-called ghost soldier had been formed, but thinking that he could control the black liquid, he tried to make the black liquid into a sword shape.

In just a few breaths, the rib that was originally like a burnt black stick turned into a dagger about 30 centimeters in length.

Holding the ghost soldier transformed from his ribs tightly, Xia Qi didn't have any surprises in his heart, only the determination to bet all his hopes on it.

If it succeeds, he will have a chance to escape, if not, he will die here.

He had no choice but to throw all his eggs in one basket and fight as hard as he could.

The ghost Qi obtained by Xia Qi during the last strengthening, because he wanted to try ghost art, so he has not compressed it all the time, and it just came in handy at this time.

Because the release of ghost spells, to put it bluntly, is a process of releasing ghost energy, which is no different from spell owners relying on mana to release spells.

Although he has no experience in performing ghost art and has never practiced it before, Xia Qi feels inexplicably familiar, as if the use of ghost art is simply an innate instinct.

Inject all the ghost energy in the body into the ghost soldier's short dagger without reservation, and saw that the short dagger, which was only a palm long, suddenly increased to a length of several catties and one meter, as if it had changed from a short dagger to a short dagger. sword.

Around the blade, countless red cyclones formed. After appearing, these red cyclones connected with each other, faintly producing electric light flow, and suddenly became heavy and abnormal.

Xia Qi held a black dagger that was glowing with lightning, and the skeleton and ghost armor all over his body exuded faint black light. The purple in his eyes became more intense, and he slowly raised the black dagger in his hand, towards the square space One end of the barrier was hacked away.

Two terrifying beams of light, one red and one white, shot out from the black dagger, and then the two merged into one surrounded by purple electric light, accompanied by a howling sound like a sigh, leading Xia Qi to make a desperate move The momentum of destruction hit the barrier of the square space.

In an instant, thunder exploded, the space was shattered, and a raging ghostly aura swept over everything.

A large piece of mirror image shards fell to the ground, Xia Qi stood there dumbfounded, feeling the aura of destroying heaven and earth, looking at the four-dimensional space that was being shattered bit by bit in his eyes, the bottom of his heart gradually burst into excitement joy.

After the mirror fragments of the space landed, they turned into ghostly aura, like a homeless ghost, circulating around Xia Qi very quickly.

Facing such majestic ghost aura, Xia Qi naturally would not just watch them dissipate. Seeing that they were not directly sucked into his body, he used the swallowing ability of ghost infants to open his huge mouth to disperse the ghost aura that was about to disperse. Swallowed it all.

(End of this chapter)