The Legend of Qingpeng: Starting from the Costinus

Wei Xiong raised his huge hand that covered the sky and the sun, and wiped it towards the incoming beam of light as if he was brushing away dust.

When the beam of light hit the big hand, it disappeared silently the next moment.

Xu Rulin, who had just taken a pill to restore his magic power, saw this scene and his pupils widened in disbelief.

"Haha! Young man of the human race, I have lived for nearly ten thousand years, and the means I possess are beyond your imagination!"

"The ghost banner inherited by your sect is just a poor imitation of the ghost robe I am wearing."

Looking at the stunned expression of the human cultivator in front of him, Wei Xiong felt happy, and his anger at being disturbed by the demon bird in refining the weapon was also relieved.

He even added another sentence, intending to completely crush the cultivator's faith.

Listening to the Ghost King's arrogant words, Xu Rulin came back to his senses and his mood became even more unbalanced.

Then, regardless of the consumption of mana, he activated the Xuanyang Ghost Mirror again.

In a few breaths, a golden beam of light, larger than the last time, shone towards the Ghost King.

However, this time the Ghost King was too lazy to even move. He just let the golden light shine on him without feeling any discomfort, as if he was bathing in warm sunshine.

Looking at the scene before him, Xu Rulin's faith was completely shaken.

If this magic mirror is useless, he will be at his wit's end!

The period of time it took him to advance to the Nascent Soul stage was too short, and his foundation was too shallow.

Now that all his means have been exhausted, he has to admit that he can no longer deal with this ghost king.

But with the secret technique of cultivating the inner demon, how could he be willing to die like this? He still has a bright future.

"There is still a way. There must be a way."

Xu Rulin's face was ferocious at this moment.

Originally he was confident of victory, just like hunting, treating the Ghost King as prey, as if it were in his pocket.

But just because he coveted that magic weapon, he fell into this fatal disaster.

He could only think frantically in his mind, trying to find a way to deal with the Ghost King.

But after searching all the tricks in his pocket, he still couldn't find a way out.

All his skills are based on the fourth-level Yinhun Banner, but even though it is only fourth-level, he relies on tens of thousands of ghost slaves to get there.

He had only reached the Nascent Soul stage not long ago, and had not yet cultivated a fourth-level ghost in his soul flag, so he could not use it to deal with the Ghost King at all.

The fourth-level formation and two fourth-level magic weapons that he had obtained with great effort, both of which were specially used to deal with ghosts, were useless in such a short period of time.

Only the purple bead for warding off evil has not yet been tested for its effect. But that is only a defensive magic weapon, how can it help him turn the tide of the battle?

In mid-air, Wei Xiong saw Xu Rulin with a distorted face and felt very relieved.

He just wanted to let this human race experience the despair of struggling to survive but having no hope.

In fact, the bronze mirror with a ray of true sun fire is not completely useless.

Even under the radiation, he still felt a strong burning sensation, which was unbearable for him.

However, with the blessing of the ghost robe, as long as the ghost power is not exhausted, he cannot be hurt at all.

But now, in order to maintain the ghost robe and the two attacks just now, most of the ghost power has been consumed.

Wei Xiong was no longer in the mood to play, and said indifferently to the monk on the ground with the same condescending tone:

"I heard that the Ghost King Sect has survived to this day by enslaving ghosts. Next, I will let you experience the pain of being devoured by thousands of ghosts!"

As Wei Xiong finished speaking, the round moon floating behind his head, like a black hole, slowly rose.

Ying Ying Ying!

The next moment, the sound of a wild cat screaming, like a baby crying, was heard.

Immediately afterwards, countless evil spirits poured out from the black hole in an endless stream.

In just a short moment, tens of thousands of evil spirits emerged from the black hole, and the number was still increasing.

This method is exactly the same as the Ghost Banner.

Xu Rulin swept his spiritual sense over and found that the aura emitted by those evil spirits was extremely solid, as if it was real and not an illusion.

Seeing this situation, he was not panicked at all, because those ghosts were only level three or level two.

To him, they can be easily destroyed and pose no threat.

But how could the Thousand Souls and Ten Thousand Ghosts Robe that Wei Xiong had worked so hard to refine be so simple?

The summoned ghosts did not stop until they filled the sky.

At this moment, something strange happened. The space around Xu Rulin began to fluctuate.

Dozens of pitch-black chains appeared out of nowhere and attacked him.

Fortunately, thanks to the shield released by the evil-repelling purple energy bead, this sudden attack was ineffective.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the evil spirits gathered in the sky began to pounce on him.

Seeing this, Xu Rulin immediately recalled the bronze mirror in mid-air.

In order to save mana, the huge mana input was stopped, and the bronze mirror as tall as a person quickly returned to its normal size.

It is not enough to use all my strength to deal with these little devils.

Xu Rulin was seen holding a bronze mirror in his right hand, and a thin beam of golden light shot out, sweeping towards the evil spirits that were rushing towards him.

As long as it touches the light column, the evil spirit will melt like ice, turning into a pool of black liquid and finally evaporating into a wisp of black mist.

In just a short period of time, nearly half of the evil spirits were gone.

Looking at this scene, Wei Xiong frowned.

These were just ordinary methods he planned to try. Although he didn't think he could directly deal with the human cultivator, he was still a little disappointed with its power.

"But that's it for now!"

Thinking this in his mind, Wei Xiong's ghost power surged and he stretched out a big hand to grab Xu Rulin.

The huge hand was overwhelming and moving at an extremely fast speed.

Xu Rulin was already being besieged by countless evil spirits. Although they could not cause any harm to him, he was already overwhelmed by the piling up of such numbers.

He had no time to react at all. The big hand actually passed through countless evil spirits and grabbed him.

Fortunately, he had a shield to protect him, otherwise his body would have been shattered.

But before Xu Rulin could use any means to escape, another jade seal appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness and smashed towards his Nascent Soul.

However, it was blocked by a purple bead. However, the shockwaves generated by the jade seal still made him dizzy.

Before Xu Rulin could come to his senses, the big hand began to exert force.

The external shield also began to make crackling sounds.

After suffering such continuous attacks, a crack appeared on the purple evil-repelling bead.

When Xu Rulin came to his senses from the dizziness, he found that his life was hanging by a thread.

At this critical moment, he didn't know how long the Evil-Repelling Pearl could last. He had no time to think and made a decision in an instant.

"I have been practicing till now and everything has been going smoothly. Even a ghost like you cannot stop me from achieving immortality!"

Xu Rulin's face was ferocious and he became ruthless. The bronze mirror in his hand immediately flew out and flew towards the palm of the Ghost King.

During the process, cracks began to appear on the bronze mirror, just like the evil-repelling beads.