Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 319
"No! Wow..."

The skeleton stick is connected to the spirit of the ghost, although it has not been completely refined, but his spirit has already merged with this treasure of the Three Yin Caves, the seal was destroyed, and the backlash caused the ghost to be severely injured, wow Spit out a mouthful of blood.

Click!

As soon as the rain of blood sprayed by the ghost raccoon lifted into the air, a scene that horrified him even more appeared——the skull shield in front of him, whose defense power was a line worse than that of the holy weapon, shattered, and a cold light The flickering spear tip pierced his lower abdomen with dazzling brilliance, and flew backward against his body.

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The dark clouds and mist in the sky suddenly dissipated.

The cries and howls of the resentful souls and ghosts also suddenly disappeared.

It's like it's never been there.

There was a brief dead silence around.

All sounds stopped.

In mid-air, Mo Lin was holding a ghost banner, his body was surrounded by golden light, and a black-clothed ghost raccoon was hanging from the tip of the gun. Half of the gun tip pierced his lower abdomen, exposed to the cold wind, dripping with blood.

It took less than ten seconds from when Mo Lin flew out of the main hall, to when the Pluto’s pennant pierced Ghost Lilizi’s body, and flew away from the skeleton warship against him. He was abolished and became a useless person.

"Kill, kill me! Mo Lin, kill me if you have the ability!"

The black cap that Ghost Lizi had been covering his head fell off to his shoulders, revealing his bald head and ugly, thin face.

He still can't believe that he will be defeated in Mo Lin's hands, let alone that the Pluto banner in Mo Lin's hand is actually a sacred weapon.

Yes.

That is a holy vessel.

The terrifying power contained in it not only broke his skeleton staff, but also easily destroyed his strongest defense method, the skull shield. Except for the holy weapon, there is absolutely no spiritual weapon in the world that can do this.

What makes Guilizi even more unbelievable is that the ghostly aura emanating from Hades Banner is too terrifying, it is hundreds of times stronger than his skeleton staff.

Only this kind of terrifying magical weapon can ignore all his defensive methods, and it is so powerful that it won't even be given a chance to fight back, winning with one blow.

This is the benefit of the magic weapon.

In midair where Mo Lin stood still, the golden wings kept flapping behind him, his eyes were filled with a cold light, and he stared at the ghost with a blank expression.

"Want to die? Don't you think it's too cheap?"

Following the sound, the first skull on the ghost banner in Mo Lin's hand suddenly burned violently, and a cloud of faint blue flames rushed towards Ghost Beaver, enveloping his whole body in a blink of an eye.

"no, do not want!"

The ghost let out a shrill scream, the flame was so hot that it burned him into a mass of ashes in a blink of an eye, leaving only a fist-sized emerald green light that wanted to escape, but was sucked in by an invisible force Among the ghost streamers.

The Pluto Banner has three functions. The first is to gather souls, which can collect remnants from the dead to enhance the power of the ghost banner.

The ghost raccoon was incinerated into ashes by the underworld fire of the ghost banner, and his soul did not dissipate in the slightest. After entering the Soul Gathering Cauldron, it was like being locked in a cage. Unless Mo Lin was willing, he would not be able to escape.

The scene of the ghost being burned to ashes fell into the eyes of the disciples of Sanyin Cave, all of them were horrified, and the only trace of fighting spirit left in their hearts was completely disintegrated. Several elders who were activating the battle boat formation also stopped their movements, used their body skills, and flew towards the lake.

The tree fell and the monkeys scattered, Mo Lin looked around, and didn't give any order not to stay. Now the ground is in chaos, and the people in Sanyin Cave are scattered and fleeing. They want to kill them all. Unless they chase out of the Seven Star Palace, they will be regarded as treasure hunting Even if there are twice as many people, it will be difficult to do so.

After sealing the ghost's soul, the resentment in Mo Lin's heart was relieved a bit, he turned his head slowly, and cast his gaze in the direction of Wanshou Villa.

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The dragons and scorpions were surrounded by Mo Lin's fighting chickens in mid-air, and the scaly steel feathers were caught and sprinkled all over the sky. The fighting chickens clearly had the upper hand, but a few were shot by the scorpion needles. It spread all over the body, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

Xiong Batian, surrounded by the masters of the villa, kept looking up at the battle in mid-air. As time went by, his face gradually sank. At this time, he saw a golden streamer flying out of the central hall, rushing towards the ghost fox. son.

Then, the ghost raccoon turned into a pile of fly ash.

The sudden scene made Xiong Batian's face change drastically.

He didn't expect Mo Lin to be so strong that he could even kill a ghost with the strength of the seventh-level Wuzong. A chill.

"retreat!"

With a low growl, Xiong Batian gave the order to retreat for the second time.

Although it was also a retreat, the implied meaning in this second order had changed, perhaps it would be more appropriate to replace it with the word 'escape'.

The order was given to the elders of the surrounding Wanshou Villa, and also to the dragons and scorpions in the midair, but just as Xiong Batian used his agility to fly into the air, five figures shot over like lightning.

Leihuo rushed to the front, the Yetian chain in his hand tore open the space in front, and flung it towards the Seven Star Lake behind Xiong Batian with raging flames, cutting off his retreat.

The three deans of the Fengshen Academy followed closely behind, and the Black Butcher's thunder hammer fell on the head, locking Xiong Batian's head.

Bailimei's Tianxuan silk stabbed directly at Xiong Batian's feet, forcing him to be unable to land.

A silver-white spike silently appeared in the sky to the left of Xiong Batian. The spike shone with light and trembled at a speed that the naked eye could not see clearly. Although it has not attacked yet, it is ready to go. Even warriors who have just stepped into the threshold of martial arts can see the terrifying power contained in it. Once it explodes, it will definitely shake the world and be unstoppable.

On the right side of Xiong Batian, a cloud of white mist suddenly appeared. In the mist, hundreds of ice swords with glittering lights condensed into a wall. The sharp sword points pointed at every vital point of his body. Ouyang, who was dressed in white, Xue Qing stood silently behind the sword wall, her eyes were cold, and she stared at Xiong Batian calmly.

The five most powerful masters around Mo Lin shot at the same time, weaving a cage, locking every possible direction for Xiong Batian to escape, forcing him to have no way to retreat except to charge forward!

This approach is difficult to understand.

With the strength of each of these five people not weaker than Xiong Batian, they can attack directly, even if they cannot be killed instantly, serious injuries should not be difficult.

But what is puzzling is that the five of them didn't make a direct attack, but used the strongest means to block the space around Xiong Batian.

Although the cage woven by five people is strong, in the eyes of outsiders, it feels like superfluous.

Of course, this is far from the truth.

Only a few people knew that this seemingly redundant move not only forced Xiong Batian to nowhere to retreat, but most importantly completely cut off his chance to use the teleportation weapon!

(End of this chapter)