Devouring Myriad Ghosts System

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Luo Yingsha glanced at the dying Flame Demon Lord below, then grabbed the silver bottle and quickly landed on the ground.

The only way Luo Yingsha could think of at this time was to devour the demon cultivator and restore her state as much as possible.

Although the magic cultivator in the void is powerful, it is still incomparable to Luo Yingsha in its prime.

Luo Yingsha looked at the Balrog True Monarch indifferently, and with her slender hands stretched out her claws, she grabbed towards the Balrog True Monarch Tianling Gai.

"You dare." The Flame Demon True Monarch roared.

But Luo Yingsha turned a deaf ear to it, and pierced through the Flame Demon True Monarch Tianling Gai with one claw.

The Flame Demon True Monarch shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, but within a few seconds, it became a pile of dry bones, and the raging wind blew past and disappeared.

As for the primordial spirit of the Flame Demon True Monarch, Luo Yingsha swallowed it up completely.

The human soul and vitality of the cultivator of Huashen are as majestic as the sea, and Luo Yingsha has never been so relaxed since the Youmo Star.

The injuries on his body were fully recovered, and the face that had been disguised was driven by the rising aura, and gradually changed to its original appearance.

It is far from enough to describe Luo Yingsha's appearance with beauty, if there are any flaws in that appearance, it is only white beyond the limit.

The white one has no trace of blood, and this may be the biggest evidence that Luo Yingsha is not human.

Excluding this point, Luo Yingsha is a fallen fairy no matter how you look at it.

The word ghost has nothing to do with her.

After devouring the complete human soul of a cultivator who transformed himself into a god, Luo Yingsha still hadn't recovered to the heyday of that year.

But compared to the state of Youmoxing, it is much stronger, and it can almost reach the state of the middle and late stages of the transformation of the gods.

"Yin Ping, stand back, my sister is going to help, the battle below will be fierce, don't touch you." Luo Yingsha's hollow and melodious voice sounded.

Yin Ping stared blankly at Luo Yingsha, and instantly became strange, different, completely different.

"Oh." Yin Ping subconsciously responded and ran away with a worried expression.

In the void, Li Daochong's berserk attack continued, his whole body was surrounded by blue-gold electric sparks, making ear-popping noises.

Wen Muyan seemed immovable as a mountain, but in fact, every impact of Li Daochong would have a great impact on him.

The power of the sun thunder is the nemesis of all ghosts and monsters, and the demon cultivators of the human race are no exception.

In terms of cultivation, Wen Muyan is far above Li Daochong, but the latter's attack can still cause great damage to the former.

It may even be fatal.

Wen Muyan didn't dare to be careless, so he has been defending carefully all the time. As long as Li Dao doesn't hit his weakness and Lei Li invades his body, he can remain invincible.

But Li Daochong is different, every impact will consume a huge amount of energy, which is the energy released by burning the Nascent Soul.

Under Li Daochong's seemingly crazy appearance, he has not lost his mind, and he has no choice but to do it now.

Because Li Daochong couldn't think of a better way to deal with the demon cultivator who had almost reached the Void Refining Realm in front of him.

The last hole card on Li Daochong's body is the seventeenth-level ice talisman. The reason why he hasn't used it until now is because Li Daochong knows that even the seventeenth-level ice talisman may not be able to cause fatal damage to this magician.

So Li Daochong was waiting for the most suitable time, a time when the opponent was paralyzed.

Only by taking advantage of the unpreparedness can the damage of the seventeenth-level ice talisman be maximized. If this effect cannot be achieved, it is better not to use it.

As time went by, Li Daochong became a little anxious, and burning the Nascent Soul would do him great harm.

But because of Li Daochong's profound background, coupled with the ancient times of the hot-blooded upgrader, burning some of the power of the primordial spirit is not unbearable.

It just burns endlessly, even if Li Daochong is carrying strange treasures, he will run out of oil, until he becomes crippled or even perishes.

Li Daochong knew the Nascent Soul in the sea. At this moment, half of his arm had been burned, and the golden light dimmed.

Li Daochong's maximum limit can only burn an entire arm,

If this limit is exceeded, Li Daochong's cultivation base will drop, and even his roots will be damaged.

Wen Muyan was beaten passively all the time, feeling a little annoyed in his heart, even though he still had the absolute upper hand even though he was beaten passively, he was the one on defense after all.

Even though the ant in front of him is so small, Wen Muyan has nothing to do. The power of the sun and thunder on this guy makes Wen Muyan afraid, which is a natural fear.

Even though Wen Muyan was very annoyed, he didn't dare to attack rashly, because the opponent's completely reckless style of play was very likely to induce him to make a move, so as to exchange injuries for injuries.

This is like a stray puppy, an adult man can easily kill it, but do you dare to be bitten?

The power of the sun thunder is not much different from rabies to Moxiu. If you don't pay attention to it and invade the body, it will be difficult to get rid of it.

If it goes deep into the Yuanshen, it may even be fatal.

Wen Muyan, who has always acted cautiously, had to suppress the anger in his heart, and defended impeccably, even if he found the opponent's flaws, he would not fight back, he had to make sure nothing would go wrong.

Li Daochong was bounced away again, his eyes widened, and the ink in his hand buzzed.

For the seventy-eighth impact, Li Daochong was full of strength.

The third form of "Tai Xu Sword Art".

"Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, three produces all things, the third sword of Taixu, all things return to their origin."

Li Daochong used Taixu's third sword forcibly, but in fact he couldn't use it with his current ability.

But it doesn't matter that much now.

With the power of Yang Lei, Tai Xu cut a gap in the void, turned it into a space blade and shot it at Wen Muyan.

"Cut the void? How is it possible." Wen Muyan was shocked.

A cultivator in the mid-Yuanying period can actually comprehend the realm that only a cultivator can comprehend.

It's not enough to kill Wen Muyan. There will be such an evildoer in the world, but the facts are right in front of him, and he has to believe it.

Wen Muyan felt chills running down his spine, he was actually intimidated by a mid-Yuanying cultivator.

Wen Muyan's figure changed instantly, and the blood of the monster was unreservedly stimulated.

The gentle and refined Confucian scholar turned into a vicious humanoid demon god in an instant. His body was covered with scales, his fangs were deep in his mouth, and his body more than doubled in size.

With the magic sword in hand, Wen Muyan gave a soft drink.

"Enchant the forbidden sky."

A round of black light cut out.

boom!

Taixu's sword light that cut through the void collided with the black sword light.

The void exploded.

There were violent tremors in a radius of hundreds of kilometers, and the ground shook violently, like an earthquake.

If you look at the Blizzard star in the starry sky, you can clearly see the brilliance flashing in a certain area.

Like a huge meteor hitting a star, all the clouds were scattered.

Just when Luo Yingsha was about to make a move, she suddenly felt something was wrong, she turned around and shot at Yin Ping, holding the little girl tightly in her arms.

The terrifying shock wave disappeared after a few seconds, but the destructive power it caused was astonishing.

Hundreds of kilometers of terrain have changed, and this mountain range has completely disappeared.

The thick clouds in the sky disappeared, and the violent snowstorm also disappeared.

There has never been sunlight on Blizzard for thousands of years, but at this moment, the sun in this area is scattered all over the earth, there are no clouds in the sky, and the sky is white.

In the void, Wen Muyan, who had turned into a demon god, floated there without much change.

As for Li Daochong, there are still traces there.

Li Daochong was lying in the ruins more than ten kilometers away, his face covered with dust.

As expected, Taixu's third sword hadn't reached the fire yet, Li Daochong smiled bitterly, his whole body was tingling, there was no breath in his body, the left arm of the Nascent Soul disappeared, and he became a one-armed Nascent Soul.

puff!

Li Daochong spat out a mouthful of blood, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he took a breath to barely keep himself awake.

Li Daochong looked at Wen Muyan in the sky in the distance, and the cold voice in his eyes became more and more intense.

This man must die.

Just when Li Daochong was about to burn the Nascent Soul again, an empty and pleasant female voice suddenly sounded in his mind, but the voice was full of urgency and worry.

"don't want."

"Who? How could it be in my sea of ​​consciousness?" Li Daochong was stunned for a moment.

"It's too late for human beings to explain, don't burn your Nascent Soul anymore, you will die, quickly absorb my spiritual energy, and I will help you recover." The illusory female voice couldn't help but say.

Li Daochong suddenly flashed his eyes, "You are..."

"Human beings are quick."

"I know who you are now, why are you in my body? How come I never knew."

"Human, now is not the time to chat, hurry up and suck my spiritual energy."

"Okay, let's absorb a little." Li Daochong grinned.

In the silence, Li Daochong's limp body gradually regained some strength.

"Why don't you suck it up, suck it up again."

"No, it will hurt you if you smoke again."

"No, I'm an elf, as long as I keep my essence, I won't die."

"I'm not fooled. Do you want to sacrifice yourself? No way. As long as I, Li Daochong, live, I won't let anyone die for me."

"I'm not human."

Li Daochong didn't speak any more. He looked towards the void and regained a bit of vitality, which was of no help to defeat the demon cultivator in the sky.

Wen Muyan looked at Li Daochong who was lying in the ruins, with a ferocious face and green smoke rising from the scales all over his body.

For a moment just now, Wen Muyan felt a sense of near-death crisis.

"It hurts me so much." Wen Muyan looked at his charred palm and murmured.