Chapter 1287 The Sword Light of the Nascent Soul Ghost
The proud Silver Dragon Soul didn't want to say this to these three scoundrels, but being trapped in this world of Shuifu was really frustrating and boring all day long.
So Silver Dragon boasted about the glory of the past in front of them, even his soul became much more solid, and he had the aura of going back to the past and traversing the Northern Wilderness!
Seeing that the dragon soul was disdainful of these wandering ghosts, the devil sneered and began to chew slowly, retorting from time to time: "Come on! Old loach, if you are really capable, how can you Are you going to end up like us? Are you trapped in this dark world with no way out? Hahaha!"
"Don't think that you can still hold on for some time with your strong soul body and show off your power! Do you know that this devil has been in this painting for hundreds of years! When your soul body gradually dissipates, it becomes gradually transparent , then you will realize the fear of being on the verge of death! "...
When the Silver Dragon Soul heard this, he knew that what the devil said was not false and exaggerated, and he became more and more agitated.
The dragon soul simply turned away and ignored them. He secretly thought about countermeasures and prayed that the old ghost could save him from the sea of misery. Even if he was only a lonely soul from now on, became a ghost and became a subordinate of the old ghost, he would still be strong. I have to suffer here.
Outside the scroll of Shuifu, at this time, Ye Ling and Zixuan teleported to a hillside.
Ye Ling looked around, seeing beautiful mountains and clear waters, and wondered why Zixuan brought him here. It didn't look like there was a wandering ghost.
At this moment, they suddenly saw a bright sword light, roaring from far to near, flying over their heads!
This sword light was fleeting and very arrogant. Even with Ye Ling's cultivation level, he could only see a rough outline. He could faintly notice the figure on the flying sword. His clothes were stained with blood. He seemed to have been seriously injured. However, The sword light is so swift!
Zixuan said leisurely: "Master, have you noticed anything strange about this person?"
Ye Ling muttered: "He was obviously seriously injured, and his clothes were soaked with blood, but his breath was not weak at all, and his sword energy was like a rainbow. How could he look injured at all?"
"And I think his flying sword is only a ninth-level mid-level, but the light of the sword is so bright. Obviously his cultivation level is unfathomable! It is definitely not as simple as showing the late stage of the golden elixir. Could it be that he is a Nascent Soul ghost that has possessed this person? people?"
Zixuan smiled and said: "Master is indeed talented and intelligent, and what he said is absolutely right! The evil ghost that possessed this man is no small matter, it is a ghost in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!"
"Even in Kaiyang Villa, Fairy Youyue is no match for him! Moreover, Tiger Lord is already injured. If this Nascent Soul Ghost uses this disguise to sneak into Kaiyang Villa and attack unexpectedly, then whether it is Tiger Lord or Tiger Lord, Fairy Youyue is in danger!"
When Ye Ling heard that the situation was so serious, he hurriedly said: "Then you let him go? Let's chase him quickly!"
Zixuan didn't panic, and took Ye Ling to find a seat in the crown of a towering ancient tree. She pointed to the sky in the distance, with a cunning look in her eyes: "Master, look, he is back again!"
Ye Ling only saw this familiar bright sword light whizzing past their heads from the original direction, from far to near, still very domineering!
The figure with blood-stained robes on the sword light let out a surprised sound as he passed by, looked at Ye Ling and Zixuan with wide eyes, and murmured to himself: "Could it be that I was dazzled? Did I see it wrong? I seem to have seen this Taoist couple on the way here?"
When Zixuan heard him say the word Taoist couple, the smile at the corner of her mouth became even bigger. She held Ye Ling's arm and said with a smile: "This little devil doesn't seem to be so hopeless. He's quite a bit. Eyesight is worth it!”
Ye Ling looked at the world around him and said doubtfully: "Zixuan, was it you who turned things around and changed the rules of this world?"
Zixuan nodded lightly: "Yeah! He has the mark of the Netherworld Old Ghost on his body. I want to trick him into spinning around, but the Netherworld Old Ghost behind him can't detect the slightest clue!"
Soon, when this bright sword light hurriedly flew across the hillside for the third time, Ye Ling looked at the Nascent Soul Ghost on the sword light with eyes full of sympathy and pity.
