Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

This continued for a long time.

Linghu Qing was unharmed.

"Linghu! All you can do is run away?"

"If you've got the guts, then fight me head-on!"

Upon seeing this, Shattered Soul Master roared in fury, his voice hoarse and filled with rage.

At this moment, he was hiding inside a defensive magic artifact, surrounded by dark ghostly energy, controlling fierce ghosts to frantically attack Linghu Qing in an attempt to trap him.

"Fellow Taoist, don't be anxious."

"I'll send you to your death right away."

Linghu Qing turned around, his tone relaxed, yet tinged with a hint of provocation.

Seeing that Linghu Qing refused to confront him directly, a ruthless glint flashed in Shattered Soul Master's eyes. He formed hand seals and let out a low shout.

"Netherworld Ghost Claw!"

A gigantic, pitch-black demonic claw appeared out of thin air, radiating a chilling aura, and viciously grabbed at Linghu Qing, determined to tear him apart.

Linghu Qing's eyes narrowed, and he lightly flew to the side, easily dodging the attack of the ghost claw.

The demonic claw landed on the ground and exploded with a bang, leaving a huge crater and sending debris flying everywhere.

Just as Shattered Soul Master was preparing to make another move.

"go!"

Linghu Qing's gaze turned icy as he suddenly manipulated the four flying swords, utilizing their spatial teleportation capabilities.

The space rippled slightly, and the flying sword vanished from its spot in an instant.

When it reappeared, it had already bypassed the defensive magic weapon of the Soul Shatterer, and with a sharp, cold light, it fiercely stabbed towards the Soul Shatterer inside the magic weapon.

In the blink of an eye.

Shattered Soul Master dodged to the side, barely avoiding the first flying sword, but was still cut on the shoulder by the blade, and blood gushed out.

"It's actually... a spatial magic item?!"

Shattered Soul Master's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with shock.

Before he could catch his breath.

Three more flying swords arrived in quick succession, their sharp light blocking all his escape routes.

"A Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!"

The Soul Shatterer turned pale and hurriedly summoned a large number of fierce ghosts to block his way. At the same time, he moved back and forth among the ghostly figures, trying to cover himself and heal his wounds.

But he doesn't know.

Linghu Qing, relying on his divine sense, had already located his position, and no matter how he hid, he could not escape.

Amidst the ghostly shadows.

Light could not penetrate; it was completely dark all around.

The Soul-Shattering Immortal was hiding in a corner, focused on treating his wounds, completely unaware that Linghu Qing had managed to discover his whereabouts.

Linghu Qing stood still, a cold smile playing on his lips.

The time has come.

His eyes suddenly turned purple; the Eyes of the Heavenly Demon were finally going to come in handy.

"A dazzling divine light!"

The next second, his eyes emitted a dazzling golden light, a divine brilliance that poured forth.

The golden light pierced through the layers of ghostly shadows without any obstruction, precisely illuminating the Soul Shatterer.

"Sizzle—"

Wherever the golden light passed, all the evil spirits that were illuminated stood still, emitting smoke and letting out mournful screams. Their bodies quickly melted away, eventually turning into ashes and dissipating into the air.

"ah--"

The Soul Shattered True Man let out a heart-wrenching scream, his whole body was smoking, his skin was scorched by divine light, his ghostly aura was constantly dissipating, and his life force was rapidly declining.

This scene.

It instantly attracted everyone's attention.

All the Nascent Soul cultivators who were fighting subconsciously stopped what they were doing and looked towards Linghu Qing.

"A dazzling divine light!"

Wang Tiansheng's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with shock, and he shouted loudly.

"The most effective supernatural power to counter ghosts—Linghu Qing has actually mastered this power?"

"Linghu Qing actually has a special physique?"

"They hid it so well! What a cunning person, only revealing themselves now!"

The other cultivators also showed surprise, their gazes fixed on Linghu Qing's purple eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.

Meanwhile, the morale of the Vietnamese allied forces soared instantly, with cheers rising and falling.

"Great! Even if Shattered Soul Master doesn't die, he'll be severely injured."

"Well done."

With Linghu Qing as their trump card, their chances of winning have increased even further.

Upon seeing this, Wang Tiansheng was furious and summoned a talisman.

A bolt of five-colored lightning struck down towards Linghu Qing with a crackling sound.

Not finished yet.

Just as he was about to continue, he was stopped by the golden spider.

"Wang Tiansheng, your opponent is me."

The golden spider spoke coldly, its body entangled in spider silk, tightly binding Wang Tiansheng's path.

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Linghu Qing retreated a thousand meters to avoid the lightning.

The five-colored lightning was a talisman that Wang Tiansheng obtained from somewhere, and its power was quite strong. If he hadn't dodged instead of choosing to resist, he would have been in a much stronger situation.

He is now seriously injured.

The fact that Wang Tiansheng used such a trump card so casually shows how much he wanted to kill Linghu Qing.

The Soul-Shattering Immortal has escaped the sea of ​​suffering.

But he is still not doing well. He is now almost critically injured and on the verge of death, and his heart is filled with anger and fear.

He was completely overwhelmed by the dazzling divine light and had no power to fight back.

"Damn Linghu Qing, damn it!"

He dared not linger, and with his last ounce of strength, he turned and fled, while angrily ordering the remaining vengeful spirits to frantically attack Linghu Qing, buying himself time to escape.

Linghu Qing did not give chase.

He stood still, his eyes flashing purple, the light growing stronger and stronger.

No one noticed.

The vengeful ghost that carried the Soul-Shattering Immortal on its back gradually had purple glints in its eyes, which grew increasingly intense. Its gaze became vacant, and it lost its self-awareness.

"Linghu, hurry and chase after him! We can't let him get away!"

"Don't even think about it!"

Wang Tiansheng struggled to break free from the golden spider's grasp, wanting to go and support the Soul Shattering Immortal.

But Linghu Qing remained standing still, motionless.

"Linghu Qing, what are you doing?"

Mingzhou shouted anxiously, regretting that he didn't have three heads and six arms to break free from the dark mist of Yunlu.

Everyone was puzzled.

What's wrong with Linghu Qing?

Could it be that using the Fiery Light just now consumed too much energy and made him unable to move?

Just as everyone was filled with doubt, in the distance, the Soul Shatterer finally managed to escape from the battlefield.

He leaned against a boulder, panting heavily, a look of relief on his face as if he had survived a disaster.

Available in the next second.

His expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Pfft!"

A pitch-black ghostly hand suddenly reached out from behind him and viciously dug into his chest.

Blood gushed out, and Shattered Soul True Man froze, slowly turning his head.

The vengeful ghost that carried him away had completely purple eyes, an empty gaze, and a strange smile on its lips.

The shattered soul instantly understood.

It had actually been controlled by Linghu Qing.

"When exactly...?"

The Soul Shatterer's life was rapidly slipping away, but he couldn't stop it; his eyes glazed over.

Upon seeing this, Wang Tiansheng froze, utterly shocked, and instinctively distanced himself from Linghu Qing.

Simultaneously.

He quickly withdrew all the ghosts around him, his expression one of extreme fear.

The Soul Shattering True Man decisively separated his nascent soul from his body. The little green figure's eyes were filled with anger and resentment as he turned to flee the place.

But Linghu Qing had already anticipated this, and a dazzling divine light shot out again, accurately piercing through his nascent soul.

"No--"

The nascent soul shattered.

The Soul Shatterer only had time to let out a mournful cry before he perished on the spot.

Everything happened so fast that no one had time to react.

No one expected that a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would be killed by Linghu Qing so quickly.

Followed by.

Nine vengeful ghosts, each at the Core Formation stage, carrying the Soul Shattering Immortal's storage bag and Nine Soul Banner, slowly approached Linghu Qing, bowed respectfully, and handed over the items.

No one stopped them throughout the entire process.

Linghu Qing raised his hand to take it, and used the Nine Soul Banner to collect all the remaining evil spirits on the scene.

Although his Heavenly Demon Eye can enslave ghosts, it is enough to enslave only nine Core Formation stage vengeful ghosts.

There are still hundreds of ghosts here. More would only be a burden for him. Controlling them with the Nine Soul Banner would be much easier.

terrible.

The members of the demonic path all looked at Linghu Qing with unanimous apprehension.

This Linghu Qing is terrifying.

He's practically the nemesis of demonic arts.

While the Divine Light of Fiery Eyes is most effective against Ghostly Path, it also has a restraining effect on Demonic Path, though not as severe.

Meanwhile, the Yue allied forces were overjoyed, their gazes towards Linghu Qing filled with admiration.

Jin Zhi stood aside, looking at Linghu Qing in shock, secretly cursing in his heart.

Hey kid, when did you become so amazing?

They hid it so well!