Chapter 69 Counterattack! Big harvest, release thousands of souls! The empress ascends the throne! 【

In the main hall.

Barbarian Master Mantuo, Barbarian King Wumu and others all looked at each other in shock.

Lin Changsheng had just appeared a hundred feet away from the Barbarian King's Hall when he saw a figure in black shooting out of the hall like lightning and appearing more than ten feet away from him.

It was a young man in black with a strange pattern on his forehead, his lips were very thin, and he exuded the aura of the fifth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

"Boy, you are really good at running. I remember that you went to Liuyun Immortal Sect, but I didn't expect that you actually ran to the Southern Barbarian Land!!"

The young man in black stared at Lin Changsheng in surprise, rubbed his hands, and said with a trace of bloodlust on his lips. "You asked me to chase you from Mucheng to Southern Fujian, and then to Jinyong City. You wasted so much of my precious time. I must let you know what it feels like to be peeled and cramped! Then I will refine you into my Ten Thousand Soul Pan!"

"Wanhun Pan?"

Lin Changsheng looked at the strange young man in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and asked. "You went to Mucheng to chase me? Do we know each other?"

"More than just acquaintance?"

"You are my soul seed, bring it to you!"

The young man in black stretched out his hand and grabbed a small triangular flag in his hand. When the small flag flickered, a black mist swept toward Lin Changsheng!

"Soul seed. Yin energy invades the body!"

After hearing the words of the young man in black, combined with the cold mist that came over, Lin Changsheng's mind flashed with lightning, and he stared at the cold light. "It turns out that the Yin Qi invading my body is your work!"

"Hahaha, it's too late to know! Die!"

Qi Hui's black mist instantly approached Lin Changsheng's head!

Uh-huh!

Lin Changsheng's figure flashed, and a fireball appeared instantly!

Exploded with a bang!

The fireball burned away the black mist, and there was a scream inside!

"Hmm? The fifth level of Qi refining stage! You actually reached the fifth level of Qi refining stage?"

"You hid your cultivation!"

Qi Hui was shocked when he saw Lin Changsheng using a fireball to burn more than a dozen of his souls to death with a snap of his fingers. He didn't expect that this body's cultivation level would advance so quickly!

and.

He even hid his cultivation!

He remembered that when the soul seeds were planted, although the host bodies all had spiritual roots, they were all without cultivation!

"Thousands of Souls Devouring Hearts!"

Seeing this, Qi Hui's eyes showed fear, and he shouted loudly. He waved the small flag in his hand, and mana surged in from his body. Suddenly, the small flag suddenly grew in size by about ten feet. The sky was filled with black mist, and there were pale white people. Ghost face!

Outside the entire hall, a ghostly wind howled suddenly!

The densely packed ghosts, led by 99 soul-seed ghost generals, rushed towards Lin Changsheng!

Seeing this scene, Barbarian King Wu Mu, Barbarian Master and many other senior officials were all shocked and confused.

"Meteor shower!"

Lin Changsheng's figure flashed, and with a thought, nine fireballs suddenly appeared in his hand and flew forward!

Boom boom boom!

A large fire exploded, and when the ghosts encountered the flames, all the ghosts were annihilated. Upon seeing this, the other ghosts surrounding them fled in all directions. A passage without ghosts appeared in front of Lin Changsheng!

Lin Changsheng spread out his Fengshen legs, his body flashed with lightning, and he approached Qi Hui!

he knows.

There are too many ghosts, just get rid of the flag bearer!

"Meteor shower!"

He reached out and touched his storage bag, holding the Cloud-Piercing Bow in his hand. He drew the bow string to full, and his mana surged out, condensing nine fire mana into arrows!

Feather arrows are like fire, meteors are raining down!

Whoosh whoosh!

The nine fire feathers dragged their long tails, penetrated the ghost all the way, crossed at strange angles, and shot towards Qi Hui!

"Huh? This is it?"

When Qi Hui saw the fifth level of the Qi Refining Stage of the host body, he was already wary. He intended to use the Ten Thousand Soul Pan to gnaw the host body, and then collect its soul and refine it into soul seed. However, he did not expect that the host body was actually proficient in fire spells. , that small fire bomb is almost instantaneous!

Now he actually shoots nine rockets?

You know, fire spells are inherently capable of restraining ghosts!

"Follow me like a shadow! Devour!"

Qi Hui felt a life-and-death crisis approaching, and the mana from the fifth level of the Qi Refining Stage surged, shaking the Ten Thousand Souls Pan with all his strength, releasing all the ghosts, led by the leader of the hundred ghosts, rushing towards the host body with all his strength!

at the same time.

He cast a light body spell and dodged to the left, intending to dodge the nine fire feathers. However, he found that the nine fire feathers could intersect and shoot at each other. He tried his best to dodge seven of them, but there were still two. Dao Huo Yu landed on his legs!

"ah!!"

Qi Hui only felt a burning sensation in his legs. He looked down and found that his legs below the kneecaps were instantly burned to black charcoal. The fire spread instantly to the roots of his thighs!

"No!"

Qi Hui saw the flames burning upwards like maggots on his tarsal bones, his eyes showed fear, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. As he waved his hand, a long knife appeared and he cut it down immediately!

He chopped off his legs up to his thighs, and at the same time shook the Ten Thousand Soul Pan to block Lin Changsheng. Seeing that Lin Changsheng was surrounded by countless ghosts, Qi Hui immediately took advantage of the gap to stop the bleeding by raising his finger like a sword!

"Is it enough to cut off both legs?"

Qi Hui was just trying to stop the bleeding when he heard a cold voice coming from behind him. He was shocked and put his left palm on the ground, his body flew up, and he shook the Wanhun Pan with his right hand, trying to summon the ghost!

"ah!"

But he felt a coldness in his shoulders, and then a sharp pain came. He screamed and fell to the ground!

now.

Qi Hui's left and right hands were cut off at shoulder level, and the Ten Thousand Souls Pan fell to the side, with no one to control it. All the ghosts were floating in the air, some were sluggish, and some were wandering around.

"Bastard! Kill me if you dare!"

Qi Hui looked at the long knife in his hand, a sneer appeared on the corner of Lin Changsheng's mouth, despair showed in his eyes, and he roared.

At this moment, he felt regretful in his heart. This body not only hid his cultivation, but also the fireball technique was fast, especially the rocket just now. The angle was so weird that it was impossible to guard against it!

Originally, he had found a new host to refine the soul seed, but when he encountered his former host, he became murderous and ended up in his current situation.

What's the use of living if you have no limbs?

"kill you?"

Lin Changsheng glanced at Qi Hui lightly, reached out to pick up the Wanhun Pan, looked at it, and said. "Refining ten thousand souls and killing ten thousand people. It is unforgivable for a beast like you to survive!"

Say it.

Lin Changsheng stepped forward and touched his Dantian with one finger!

After groping around his waist, he found a gray bag, put it away, and slapped Qi Hui's body with a splitting palm. In an instant, Qi Hui screamed and rolled continuously!

Qi Hui howled miserably for half an hour before dying.

As soon as Qi Hui died, his Ten Thousand Soul Pan immediately lost its luster and became ownerless.

Lin Changsheng's spiritual consciousness enveloped it and instantly opened the restrictions in the Ten Thousand Soul Pan. All the stagnant souls suddenly opened their eyes and looked at Lin Changsheng.

"You are all miserable people who died tragically at the hands of this demon cultivator. Please reincarnate!"

Lin Changsheng looked at these nearly ten thousand wronged souls and sighed inwardly.

Ten thousand people died at the hands of this demonic cultivator!

Lin Changsheng sent out the Ten Thousand Soul Pan and swept it over Qi Hui's corpse. Qi Hui's soul was absorbed into the Ten Thousand Soul Pan.

Nearly ten thousand ghosts looked at Lin Changsheng with expressions of gratitude. They bowed three times to Lin Changsheng from afar, turned into mist, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Thank you, Master Immortal, for saving us again!"

"The immortal master's good deed of releasing all the souls is a great merit, and he will be rewarded with good things in the future!"

At this time, Man Tuo, the barbarian master, came over and respectfully clasped his fists at Lin Changsheng with a look of reverence in his eyes.

Wu Mu and many high-ranking barbarians looked at Lin Changsheng with reverence and bowed to salute.

"Master Barbarian, lead your tribe and take a good rest!"

"Just say goodbye!"

Lin Changsheng looked at the barbarians, then turned around and left.

"Farewell to the Immortal Master!"

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Mantuo looked respectful and watched Immortal Lin leave. He knew that if it weren't for Immortal Master, this barbarian catastrophe would have been inevitable.

Yudu.

Imperial City.

A woman in white palace clothes stood in the courtyard, looking at the sky in the distance.

"Your Highness, please rest early, tomorrow is your coronation ceremony!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt appeared, bowing and clasping his fists.

"I know, Uncle Jin!"

Yu Wenjing looked at Jin Wuque and nodded.

"Subordinates resign!"

Jin Wuwei nodded, turned around and hid in the darkness. After retreating from the Southern Barbarians, Her Royal Highness the Princess' reputation was growing day by day. His Majesty the Holy Emperor had no intention of returning to the court and decided one by one to pass the throne of Dayu to the Princess Yu Wenjing.

And he, Jin Wuque, secretly protects Her Royal Highness the Princess.

"Changsheng, are you okay now? Are you going to Liuyun Immortal Sect?"

Yu Wenjing looked into the distance and murmured to herself in a voice that only she could hear.

Distance from Nanman.

Fifty miles.

A mountain top.

In front of Lin Changsheng, there was an iron shelf with a large soup pot on it, containing tiger bones and tiger penis stew.

Next to it is a palm of tiger skin and half a tiger.

Waves of aroma of broth spread!

"While the soup is still wet, let's take a look at the gains from killing that demon cultivator!"

After Lin Changsheng finished speaking, he took out a storage bag!

It was obtained from Qi Hui's storage bag.