Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

When things got to this point, Yun Wuhen took out his trump card.

He swept his spiritual sense subconsciously, and saw that everyone under him showed expressions of awe and awe, and even the ghost-masked man cast a gaze full of deep meaning. A few points.

One of the main motivations for Yun Wuhen to learn this secret technique was to see other people looking at him like this.

Everyone has different preferences and personalities, and the ways to strengthen their Taoism and enhance their strength when cultivating immortals are also different. If Anle can fight to support himself and temper himself in battles of blood and fire, then Yun Wuhen's way of becoming stronger is to show his power in front of others and gain their admiration.

At this moment, he entered a state of mind that he had never experienced before.

Yun Wuhen's heart was filled with emotion, and he suddenly remembered a sentence that Anle had told him privately before the war. Thinking about it now, it was so fitting, as if it was tailor-made for him. He couldn't help but let out a long roar.

"The peak of immortality, proud of the world, as long as I am there, there will be no trace!"

The roar was long and majestic, piercing through the dark clouds and rushing straight into the sky.

Before the words had faded away, a giant made of clouds rushed towards the statue of the gods, trying to drag it away from the battlefield.

"hateful."

Ghost Lord's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "One or two, why are you so annoying?"

He was extremely jealous in his heart, as these two people were both geniuses.

Why must we be his enemy? Why can't we be used by him?

If the Luohun Sect had such a genius back then, how could it have fallen into the situation it is today?

In a trance, some memories of the past emerged in Gui Zun's mind again, as if a voice was talking to him.

"No, the Luohun Sect was not destroyed because of this. This is just your excuse."

"It's you...it's because of you!"

The words sounded like countless voices of men and women superimposed together, full of resentment, but made Ghost Lord feel extremely familiar.

They were like countless maggots, constantly drilling into his mind, gnawing at and corroding his remaining sanity.

"Get out, get out!"

The Ghost Lord had a ferocious look on his face and roared loudly.

He was on the verge of losing control.

At this moment, the voice that upset him sounded again.

"Yuan Yongyan, you are the only one left in the entire Luohun Sect in the past thousands of years. You must be very lonely, right?"

"Don't worry, I'll send you down to reunite with them right away."

Anle added the final fuel to the fire.

At the same time, his body did not stop, and he exerted force again with his Vajrayana feet. He stepped on the air and rushed into the dark smoke, disappearing from everyone's sight.

The monks who still had the energy to pay attention in this direction all felt their hearts skip a beat and were worried for him, but they could do nothing now. They could only try their best to kill the evil spirits around them so as not to distract Anle.

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Not long after, the black smoke in the entire sky began to vibrate violently, and the fluctuations spread rapidly from the core to the outside world.

And this time, the black smoke not only eroded the cultivators' magic array and spiritual power, but also included the evil waves.

Bai Xianyou even saw that many powerful evil creatures were swallowed up by the black smoke in the blink of an eye, torn into pieces and disappeared.

"Oh no, Ghost Lord is going crazy again!"

A ghost general cried out in surprise.

At this time, the Ghost Lord had lost his mind, and began to indiscriminately attack those around him.

The first to be hit was naturally Anle in the dark cloud.

Hundreds of condensed and bizarre tentacles locked onto this relatively tiny figure, shooting out and dancing wildly.

Each tentacle is hundreds of meters long and is formed by condensed black smoke. The surface is vaguely covered with slippery scales and has strange patterns on it.

Each swing stirred up layers of air waves, sweeping back and forth with thunderous explosions, and even the clouds began to vibrate slightly.

Anle's body moved back and forth very flexibly.

These tentacles and the black smoke have the same origin and are natural camouflage colors, making them difficult to detect. However, with the "ahead of the times" premonition brought by his [War God's Posture], their trajectories are as clear and visible as the stars in a winter night, displayed before his eyes without reservation.

Sometimes, when there were tentacles that he couldn't dodge, he would swing the Shenlong in his hand and cut them off with one sword.

However, that piercing sense of crisis still loomed in Anle's heart, and the dangerous aura was like a knife staring at his throat.

It seems that if you are not careful, you will die!

"Is this... the power of the golden elixir?"

Anle felt the pressure carefully, but a smile appeared on his face, with the fighting spirit surging in his chest.

"Today, kill the golden elixir!"

He turned around, and Shenlong drew a sword light again, cutting off several tentacles, and then shattered into smoke with a "bang".

Anle knew that there was no point in fighting with these tentacles as they could reorganize and regenerate in an instant.

Only by finding and killing the ghost hiding in it will everything come to an end.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell..."

Suddenly, a hoarse and crazy roar came from the black smoke not far away.

The black clouds in the sky gradually condensed into a ball, as if a big hand was constantly kneading and squeezing them.

And peace and happiness is right at the center of it!

The air became extremely thick, and the surface of the ghost armor felt the touch of frosting, and the evil power penetrated into the skin and penetrated into the flesh and blood, making it icy cold.

In just a moment, Anle felt as if he was trapped in a siege. Even the simple action of moving his fingers seemed very difficult. There was crazy malice all around him, and countless eyes were staring at him greedily. It was as if... he was the enemy of this world!

But the next moment, a blazing sword light shot up into the sky.

The energy and blood in the air burst out with Anle's body as the center, like an invisible lotus blooming, shattering everything in front of it.

[Swallow the strange blood! 】

Those strange forces that tried to penetrate into the flesh and blood were melted away by the blood and qi that were as hot as magma in the blink of an eye, and in turn became fuel for the blood and qi.

A strange blood flame ignited out of nowhere, illuminating the dark clouds.

The shackles that had previously restrained his body began to break apart piece by piece, like shackles being broken free of.

In the dark clouds, Ghost Lord's stunned roar could be heard faintly: "How is this possible?"

"Got you!"

A divine light flashed in Anle's eyes, and his speed continued to increase, like a hot meteorite, smashing towards that direction.

The black smoke formed into walls, but they were easily shattered by Anle's strong body.

The tentacles seemed to be going crazy, trying to entangle his body.

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The Qi and blood in Anle's body were instantly ignited, causing its speed to increase rapidly again.

Blood escape technique!

This magic worked wonders at this moment.

Finally, after breaking through unimaginable resistance, Anle broke into a vacuum area in the black smoke.

Ghost Lord, just standing there.

I don’t know why I really wanted to use a joke from hell today, but it seemed out of place to add it in… Why don’t you share with me the jokes from hell that you saw today?

I'll go first! "Japanese Prime Minister stepped down due to impeachment."

Chapter 154: Ghost Lord Dies

There was nothing unusual about the appearance of Gui Zun, or Yuan Yongyan. He just looked like an ordinary young man.

But his expression at this moment was extremely ferocious, and his facial features were twisted together in an almost unnatural posture.

The body was transforming back and forth between black smoke and solid form, and some horrifying scenes continued to form around it, such as several entangled arms, a face with resentment, and a bulge oozing scarlet pus...

Anle knew that it was the mysterious power in Ghost Lord's body that began to backfire because of his madness.

If not for this, Anle would not have been able to arrive here so easily.

"You deserve to die... You deserve to die!"

Seeing Anle's arrival, Ghost Lord's face became more and more distorted. The hatred and madness almost turned into tangible liquid, overflowing from his body.

Then he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Anle.

This simple action brings about a power that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

The black smoke instantly turned into a surging wave and condensed together, like an incomparably huge black whip, or like thousands of troops galloping, and the entire sky was shaking violently.

Even though the Ghost Lord has almost lost control, his strength is still there, and he will even become more unscrupulous when he attacks.

Anle knew from the beginning that the heart-breaking words were just a means to an end. If he really wanted to destroy the Ghost Lord, this battle was unavoidable!

He smiled ferociously, his eyes seemed to be filled with endless fighting spirit, and the blood in his body surged like a mighty river, making a loud noise like a sea tide. The ghost armor and muscles on his body rose and fell as if they were poured with steel, and every muscle fiber and every drop of blood were so strong that they seemed about to explode.

Anle faced the vast sea of ​​smoke in front of him, and rushed forward, and the Shenlong in his hand once again slashed out a shocking sword light.

Rumble!

The moment the black cloud whip and the sword light touched, the whole sky shook again, forming an extremely dazzling light at the center of the collision. The two completely different secret forces were like two brutal and ferocious ancient beasts, constantly biting, cutting, and crushing each other.

The sword light briefly gained the upper hand, but was instantly suppressed by the solid darkness.

It is like a small boat on the sea, seemingly vulnerable to being swallowed by the huge waves at any time, but it is extremely resilient and never capsizes.

The closer to the Ghost Lord, the more condensed and vivid the black smoke nearby became. It was like countless living creatures with their own lives and consciousness. They cunningly entangled with Shenlong, increasing the resistance it encountered several times.

"Haha... You think you can break through the magic of my Luohun Sect? Who do you think you are?"

The Ghost Lord, who was in a state of madness, suddenly woke up and uttered bursts of cold laughter.

In this state, he still cared about the Luohun Sect and was proud of it.

The Ghost Lord squeezed hard with one hand, and a dark tornado suddenly appeared in the air, sweeping towards Anle like a storm spear.

Anle retorted, "What you used... is it really the Taoist magic of Luohun Sect?"

"you!"

This sentence undoubtedly hit the sore spot of Ghost Lord, and also caused a momentary flaw in his mind.

Anle seized the opportunity and activated the Shocking Dragon Subduing Demon Body, the Star Extreme Void Abyss Technique, and the Swallowing Ghost Refining Blood at the same time, and coordinated with the Ghost Armor, the Yellow Spring Ghost Eye, and the Smoke Sea Sinking Dragon... driven by the [Posture of the God of War], he pushed the strength of his physical body to a peak.

The next moment, a dazzling blood light burst out from his body, instantly cutting through the dark sky.

“…What is that?”

The monks who were fighting against the evil spirits could not help but look up at the sky. In the clouds, it seemed as if there was a ball of blood-red thunder dancing wildly, or like a blood-red sun, which attracted people's attention unconsciously.

At this moment, everyone present felt a chill all over their body.

"What a terrifying power."

Yun Wuhen in the Cloud World couldn't help but take a second look and thought to himself, "If it were me, would I be able to take this blow?"

He tried to put himself in his enemy's shoes, then shook his head.

With this blow, he is bound to be in great danger!

But if it was that Ghost Lord...

Yun Wuhen temporarily put aside all distracting thoughts, and a strong fighting spirit burned in his heart: "It's time for me to get serious!"

Not only were the monks shocked by the bloody thunder, but even the almost endless evil spirits were surprised by it.

"That human is so scary!"

"This breath...is he really alive?"

A ghost general murmured, "How could he fight the Ghost Lord to this extent?"

These evil creatures and ghost generals understand Ghost Lord's strength far better than the cultivators. If they had not been suppressed by Ghost Lord with violence, they would not be so in awe of him.

So before this, the evil spirits actually thought that Anle was just a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and the Ghost Lord would be able to suppress him in a moment.