Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

At this time, Xiao Cha was fortunate to be protected by the gold magic, like a golden bell and iron cloth shirt, invulnerable to swords and guns. The four evil spirits were waving their claws and fangs, but they could not hurt her at all. She was blind but still calm, with a talisman on her chest to ward off evil spirits, which scared the evil spirits away.

Fortunately, she had the gold magic to protect her body and the evil-repelling talisman to ward off disasters, otherwise, given that the four evil ghosts had reached the level of Yaksha in strength, she would definitely be in great danger. Even an ordinary person would be sick for a month or two if possessed by a ghost.

Xiao Cha's body was getting colder and colder. She felt that the evil spirit of the evil spirit had begun to erode her spiritual shield. She tried to cheer up, but she could clearly feel the cold evil spirit in her heart, like a biting cold wind. The evil spirits raised by the immortals were more powerful than ordinary evil spirits, and their strength was comparable to that of Yaksha. Four people attacked her together, and she was still blind. Xiao Cha knew that she needed to concentrate all her thoughts and strength to resist this crisis. Once she was controlled by the evil spirit, the consequences would be disastrous.

The golden light of the evil-repelling talisman on Xiao Cha's chest had become much dimmer and would soon be corroded by the Yin energy and turned into dust. After that, he would have to rely entirely on the spiritual power shield to support him.

"Hmph, if you dare to stop us, I will kill you first and then kill her!" a ghost shouted.

They who followed the Nine Nara Sects had killed countless immortal cultivators, so how could they be defeated by a mere Great Xia Kingdom!

What a joke!

Moreover, even when a cultivator enters the immortal gate, his five senses are still with him. The five senses can only be closed for about an hour at most. This is the weakness of the cultivator!

They can use their five senses to attack the spiritual world of the cultivators, but they are different from evil spirits. They are souls, and souls have no body and are not affected. Because of this, souls can seize or control the spirits of the cultivators to do unpredictable things, such as letting them die...

If Xiao Cha has a weakness, it is that she is not good at dealing with ghosts and monsters. She has always admired the roles of female knights and generals. She is good at fighting with real swords and guns, but she is the worst at dealing with these things. So when she was learning spells to deal with ghosts and monsters in Fanyin Palace before, she was not interested. Apart from knowing how to stick talismans, she didn't learn anything else well and didn't know anything. Now she can only watch helplessly. Look, she has suffered a great loss this time.

It turns out that we can’t underestimate any subject!

Xiao Cha sighed in her heart. She could only hope that Xu Qingqing would regain consciousness soon and come to help.

At this moment, the yellow paper talisman on her chest turned into powder and disappeared without a trace in the wind. The next second, she felt the murderous aura of the four evil spirits suddenly increase, and they all surrounded her. Even the air became cold and sticky!

Xiao Cha screamed, "Oh no!" His spiritual power was leaking out crazily. These things must be attacking his shield!

The spirit shield was being eaten away by the evil spirits. The materialized spirit fragments were like broken hopes, drifting away in the air with the wind, leaving no trace and vanishing into thin air. At the same time, the temperature around them dropped sharply again, as if even the air had condensed. The evil spirits of the evil spirits surged like a tide, surrounding Xiao Cha!

She even felt that her bones and joints were solidified by the Yin energy, and the pain made her want to curse.

However, what she couldn't see was that a ghost had opened its mouth wide and stretched out its long blood-red tongue. The ghost's cold mouth was like the wind in the dark night, silently approaching her slender neck and biting her fair skin!