Chapter 1807: Ghost Curse

The eighty-one flying swords were struck by thunder and lightning, and the dense lightning split the ghost mist in half. Under the restraint of the power of the thunder, the slain demons and ghosts had no chance of resurrection and turned into ashes and dissipated.

But the underground ghost fog covers a very wide area, and even after walking forward for half an hour, there is still no end in sight.

Yuan Xianyi, who had been chasing from behind, was able to pass through with the help of the road opened by Ye Chunyang earlier.

Relying on his strong cultivation, even if another ghost comes soon in the path he opened, he can kill it with a wave of his hand and continue to rush forward while taking advantage of the opponent's resurrection.

But this method is obviously not as effective as Ye Chunyang's restraint with the power of thunder, and it consumes a lot of energy. Even if he is in the middle stage of returning to the void, he cannot sustain it all the time.

"Master, what treasure is behind this ghost mist that is worthy of you?"

The young man in the middle stage of becoming a god felt that he couldn't bear it anymore. There were too many ghosts around him, and he couldn't keep consuming it, and his face turned pale soon.

"Have you ever heard of Lingyuan Xianqiong?" Yuanxian paused and said.

"Lingyuan Xianqiong?" The young man looked surprised, "Is it the legendary Lingyuan Xianqiong that can make people cultivate into immortal bodies?"

Yuan Xianyi nodded lightly and said: "Three hundred years ago when I entered the Abyss Realm, I got the news about this spiritual liquid from an underground race. Later, after several inquiries, I learned that it was in this ghost eye. Unfortunately, at that time, the Abyss Realm The activation time limit has expired, and I was transported to the outside world before I could even investigate."

The young man's face was changing, and he said: "If there really is a Spiritual Essence Immortal Qiong here, if Master gets this thing, he will definitely be able to cultivate his immortal body and not be afraid of the thunder of the heavenly tribulation."

"good."

The original immortal said: "After advancing to return to the virtual world, you will experience tribulations every few hundred years. Only by surviving the twelve heavenly tribulations can you reach perfection. However, there have been countless monks who have been unable to survive even the third heavenly tribulation, and finally ended up with The fate of death."

"It is said that Lingyuan Xianqiong is condensed by the immortals of the real immortal world gathering the vitality of heaven and earth in the spiritual world. After taking it, you can cultivate into an immortal body. It is immortal and cannot be damaged even by the thunder of the heavenly tribulation."

"Now, I have advanced to the middle stage of returning to the void, and will soon face the third level of heavenly calamity. As long as I can survive it, I can advance to the late stage of returning to the void."

Yuan Xian raised his head and looked ahead. In the hazy ghost mist, he could vaguely see the twinkling sky thunder and the escaping figures of Ye Chunyang and his group. He said with a gloomy face: "I didn't expect that old Taoist also discovered this secret, and he didn't know where to find it. A boy with Tiancheng Thunderwood can help him pass through this ghost fog."

Surrounded by many ghosts, the young man's face became paler and he couldn't help but solemnly said: "Master, there are more and more ghosts now. We don't have the natural thunderwood. It may not be easy to cross here."

"Hmph, so what if there is no Tiancheng Leimu? No one can ever stop me, Yuan Xianyi, from what I want!" Yuan Xianyi said in a deep voice.

As he finished speaking, he shook his sleeves and the ghosts around him turned into smoke and exploded, continuing to fly forward.

…

The two parties that flew into the ghost fog one after another did not notice that shortly after they disappeared, several obscure streams of light appeared on the edge of the ghost fog.

"Clan leader, they have all gone in."

A deep voice sounded, and it was the middle-aged ghost-marked middle-aged man who had just fought against the old man outside the ghost eye.

Next to him stood a haggard old man.

The old man was wearing a cloak, and his appearance could not be clearly seen. He could only vaguely see his side face, which was engraved with ferocious lines. It was denser than the ghost lines on the middle-aged man's face, and gave off a sinister and evil look. feeling.

"Spirit Protector, you have fought with one of those two people before, and you can't even deal with them with the Immortal Killing Blade?" After the ghost pattern middle-aged voice fell for a while, the old man slowly asked, his voice seemed a little hoarse, if you are not careful, Listen, I'm afraid I can't tell what it means.

"I'm ashamed of myself. That human Taoist priest is in the middle stage of returning to the void. Even though I have the Immortal Killing Blade in my hand, I still can't compete with him with his cultivation in the early stage of returning to the void." The middle-aged ghost-marked man who is known as the "Spirit Protector" He lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

"This is not your fault, so there is no need to blame yourself." The old man in a cloak waved.

This person is clearly the leader of the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan, a powerful being in the middle stage of returning to the void.

He stared at the ghost mist in front of him, his eyes gradually becoming colder, and said: "But I didn't expect that they actually have the Heavenly Thunderwood. With this object's ability to restrain the ghost energy, it is indeed possible for them to find the Ling Yuan Xian Qiong."

"Clan leader, we have been guarding this thing for tens of thousands of years, do we really want to watch them take it away?" the spiritual guardian gritted his teeth and said unwillingly.

The old man was silent.

After a moment, he lowered his head slightly and raised his palm.

From the palm of his hand, a cold light flashed out, and it was the Immortal Killing Blade with endless killing power.

"Lingyuan Xianqiong was the first to be discovered by our Dark Abyss ghost clan, but even we can't pass through this ghost mist. Therefore, we have been guarding this thing for tens of thousands of years but cannot get it. Now that they have discovered it, How can we give up this secret?"

The old man grinned and revealed a strange smile.

"But the ghosts here can resurrect without limit. Except for the power of the sky thunder, nothing can restrain it. How can we travel through it?" the spirit guardian frowned.

"To get past this place, killing ghosts is not the only way." The old man said with a sneer.

As he spoke, he raised his other hand and drew a spell in the void.

I saw a mysterious dharma seal emerging, and suddenly there was a strong wind all around. In the thick ghost mist, gray air currents were sucked in and injected into the dharma seal.

"Ghost curse!"

When the spiritual protector saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed.

He looked at the old man in shock and said: "Chief, this curse must not be used. Otherwise, even if you can pass through this place, your true essence will be invaded by the ghost mist. At least, your magic power will be greatly damaged, and at worst, your realm will plummet. If you act like this It’s not worth the loss!”

The terrifying nature of this ghostly curse is very clear to the spiritual protector.

Once this spell is cast, it will be assimilated by the ghost energy in the ghost's eyes and become a real ghost.

Although the Dark Abyss ghosts practice ghost energy, they are still a race in the spiritual world. Once they turn into ghosts, they will be trapped here forever and will never be reincarnated.

"hehe……"

The old man laughed, looked at the spirit protector and said: "The ghost curse can temporarily assimilate me into the ghost here. Then I can naturally ignore this place and walk through. As for the damage to the true essence, it will only happen after I get the spirit essence fairy." If you take it, you can naturally restore your true body and completely avoid this problem.”

The spiritual protector's body trembled when he heard this, and he nodded in realization.

But he still couldn't help but worry: "But there are some risks in this matter after all. Those two human races are in the middle stage of returning to the void. If they get the Lingyuan Immortal Qiong first, the consequences will be disastrous."

"They wouldn't stand a chance."

The old man chuckled and shook his head, and the Immortal Killing Blade turned into a stream of light and disappeared in his hand.

Then, he opened his mouth and let out a low roar.

The surrounding ghost energy suddenly became violent, rushing towards his body like a torrent.

The old man's originally withered figure suddenly became extremely swollen, but his speed was extremely fast. After absorbing the curse seal in the air into his body, he turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the ghost mist.

The spiritual protector looked at the misty ghost mist in front of him, his expression flickered slightly, but in the end he disappeared from the spot after a flash.

…

As we get deeper into the ghost mist, more and more ghosts appear around us, and ferocious faces appear before our eyes, emitting blood-curdling roars.

"boom!"

A sharp sword light roared past, and bright thunder swept across like a tidal wave. These ghosts, which were comparable to the monks who transformed into gods, disappeared in an instant, and then Ye Chunyang's figure appeared out of thin air and walked with the sword again.

The old man followed behind, grinning and looking extremely satisfied.

"Senior, they seem to be catching up." Hua Yanxi suddenly said.

She and Hua Feier followed silently, not saying a word along the way, but looking at Ye Chunyang with a faint look in their eyes.

After hearing this, the old Taoist glanced back and said disdainfully: "The original immortal was only in the early stage of returning to the void one or three hundred years ago. I didn't expect that he has now advanced to the middle stage of the Tao. However, even if he wants to compete with Pindao, it is simply Don’t underestimate yourself.”

The two women looked at each other, their expressions flickering slightly.

Hua Feier said: "Senior, what should we do at this time?"

"Don't worry about them, just keep moving forward." The old Taoist glanced at the front and said indifferently: "There is still a long way to go before passing through the ghost mist. They don't have the power of thunder, and the true energy will soon If they are exhausted, they will die in this ghost mist without the need for Pindao to take action."

After hearing this, the two women asked no more questions.

Hua Feier, who was walking behind, couldn't help but glance at the sword-wielding figure in front of her, wondering what she was thinking in her heart.

Ye Chunyang stopped listening to the conversation of the three people and glanced back slightly, a dark color flashing in his eyes.

He could feel that there were more and more ghosts around him. If this continued, even if he could restrain them with the power of the thunder in the Death Sword, his true energy would not be able to support them.

Moreover, except for the ghost energy, there is no spiritual energy from heaven and earth to absorb, and it can only be restored by relying on pills and spiritual stones.

But obviously surrounded by so many ghosts, he didn't have any spare time to take the elixir.

All that can be done now is to fight to the end in one breath.

"I don't know where this ghost mist extends. We must try to escape before they pass through this place." Ye Chunyang thought secretly.

In this ghost fog, he is the only one with an advantage. Now the initiative is in his hands. He only needs a suitable opportunity to break away from the old ways.

While assessing the situation, he walked through the ghost mist, and soon more than half an hour passed.

After such a long period of consumption, Ye Chunyang also felt the rapid passage of real energy, and had to take pills to recover.

Hua Yanxi and the two girls also gradually showed signs of being unable to hold on any longer, but they did not dare to stop at all and could only follow Ye Chunyang closely.

Ye Chunyang's spiritual consciousness secretly sensed that it was obviously not a long-term solution to continue like this. Only by trying to get the old man to throw a rat weapon could he have a chance to escape.

However, just when he was secretly gathering momentum and preparing to launch his strategy, he suddenly saw something strange and his expression couldn't help but change.