Chapter 92 The Robe of Myriad Ghosts

The Li family who witnessed the whole process from the side was even more surprised than Zhong Ming.

When Zhong Ming and Lu Qingshan attacked the cultivators of Xuanming Valley at the same time.

Because Lu Qingshan was still a rookie, the Li family subconsciously wanted to take care of Lu Qingshan, so they cast their first spell on the cultivator of Xuanming Valley that Lu Qingshan had found.

It was a solid ice sword formed by condensing water-attribute spiritual power, exuding a bone-chilling chill.

Under his control, the ice sword was like a sword cultivator's flying sword, shooting directly at Lu Qingshan's opponent.

Although compared with Feijian's speed, it seems a bit unsatisfactory.

But the Li family is confident that its power is by no means inferior to the sword cultivator's flying sword.

But what he didn't expect was that in an instant, Lu Qingshan's flying sword shot out like a bolt of lightning, and then Lu Qingshan's figure disappeared strangely.

When he saw Lu Qingshan's figure again, Lu Qingshan had already greeted Xuanminggu Faxiu's face with his sword.

Immediately afterwards, Xuanminggu Faxiu fell down instantly.

Taking a closer look, Lu Qingshan's sword had chopped off his forehead bone, and bright red blood continued to flow out.

Just when Xuanminggu Faxiu fell down, the ice sword he cast pierced the dead Xuanminggu cultivator's chest with a whoosh.

This ice sword seemed superfluous, just like his shot.

Lu Qingshan's escaping speed has actually exceeded his own magic ballistic speed?

The Li family couldn't believe it.

With such a fast speed, the law repairer in the ice wind and snow field couldn't react at all, and died under Lu Qingshan's sword before he even had time to cast a protective spell.

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The invisible sword escape is really easy to use!

Looking at the 2,000 experience points just harvested on the attribute panel, Lu Qingshan was satisfied.

With the help of invisible sword escape, he not only instantly killed his enemy, but even took the time to use flying swordsmanship to snatch a head from Zhong Ming's hand.

Before the cultivator of Xuanming Valley could react,

In an instant, he had already taken two heads!

But such a good thing is only once in a while.

Because at this time, the remaining two monks in the field of ice wind and snow saw the tragic situation of the disciples of the same clan, they had already sacrificed layers of defensive magic weapons, and even cast various defensive spells to protect themselves.

Next, if you want to kill these monks, it will not be so easy, you must actually meet them.

Lu Qingshan looked around.

On the left, Xu Hao relied on his rough skin and thick flesh, and he took the initiative to fight four Foundation Establishment cultivators from Xuanming Valley by himself.

Xiao Zhi's beast pet Hong Yanyan is assisting Xu Hao in the battle.

At the same time, Xiao Zhi also summoned his third beast pet.

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A heterogeneous leopard demon with cyan scales.

Fast and surprisingly defensive.

Immediately, his vigorous figure jumped out and rushed towards a cultivator from Xuanming Valley. His sharp claws were shining with gold and iron, and they kept slashing at the vital points of the cultivators of Xuanming Valley.

Su Shu and Xiao Zhicheng stood at the corners. While taking care of each other with Xiao Zhi, they also continued to perform spiritual skills to assist the monks of the Yinhu team to output and defend.

When he came back to his senses, Lu Qingshan and Zhong Ming looked at each other, and they assigned their respective targets during the eye contact. Their figures flickered, and they killed them.

The Li family took care of them from a distance and controlled the field at the same time.

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And the other side not far from the battlefield here.

Tantai Qingrun has already found Master Xuanming.

"The monk of Zhishoulou..." Seeing Tantai Qingrun's proud figure appearing in front of his eyes, Master Xuanming laughed fiercely, and was about to say some harsh words.

But halfway through the trash talk, a blue light burst out in the sight of Master Xuanming, and an astonishing wave also radiated out.

The sword light flickered, and the Lingyin Sword rushed up in the posture of a flying sword, streaked across a cyan tail, and shot towards the place where his Dantian Jindan was.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

The ear-shattering explosion echoed in the ears of Master Xuan Ming.

This is the violent sonic boom caused by Tantai Qingrun's flying sword, whose speed has exceeded the speed of sound.

On the Lingyin Sword, which flew at supersonic speed, there were hundreds of fine sword glows attached to it.

In the pupils of Master Xuanming, a little sword light lingering on the Lingyin Sword was divided into two and four at a very fast speed, and turned into a hundred and twenty-eight sword lights in a blink of an eye.

And those tiny sword glows immediately melted into this mighty river of sword light.

In the sword light differentiation, merge with the Tantai family's unique waning moon sword light.

This is Tantai Qingrun's flying sword secret technique.

Just relying on this sword light differentiation is enough to make most Jindan swordsmen feel ashamed.

With the speed of the flying sword, in order to resist the attack of the flying sword through defensive techniques, there is no other way but to cast defensive techniques in advance.

Because for a monk, it is basically impossible to cast a sufficiently high-level defensive spell during the short period between the flying sword's attack and the flying sword's presence.

And those low-level defensive spells that can be cast instantly are obviously impossible to withstand the sword cultivator's flying sword.

However, although Master Xuanming looked ugly, he didn't have too many flustered emotions, and seemed to have confidence.

Sure enough, more than a hundred wandering ghosts and resentful souls with ferocious faces suddenly came out from Daoist Xuanming's Taoist robe.

With shrill screams, these resentful souls met the river of sword light fiercely.

Zizizi!

As soon as the two collided, the wandering ghosts and resentful souls seemed to melt, burning and disintegrating instantly under the sword light, leaving only trails of light smoke floating in the air.

Tantai Qingrun's eyes were bright, staring closely at the black Taoist robe on Master Xuanming's body.

Indistinctly, countless grimaces could be seen appearing on the Taoist robe, all of which were grim and painful.

"With the protection of myriad ghost robes, what can you do to me!" The real Xuanming who was startled by Tantai Qingrun's sudden attack came back to his senses, and let out an unpleasant hoarse voice.

The Myriad Ghost Robe is an extremely famous defensive magic weapon in the evil cultivating orthodoxy, but it is also very rare.

Because in addition to the extremely precious raw materials required for refining the Myriad Ghost Robe, it also needs to add the soul of the human race during the refining process.

The more human souls integrated into the Taoist robe, and the better the quality of the souls, the stronger the Myriad Ghost Robe.

Once refined, all ghosts will protect the body, and all evils will not invade.

This is the confidence of Daoist Xuanming.

It's just that at this moment, Master Xuanming's heart suddenly became cold.

The process of receiving Tantai Qingrun's flying sword seems to be an understatement, but the truth is——his heart hurts.

Just at that moment, more than a hundred resentful souls in his robe of thousands of ghosts were eliminated.

Although it is called the Myriad Ghost Robe, after years of accumulation, the number of resentful souls in his Myriad Ghost Robe has reached three thousand, far less than tens of thousands.

You know, under the strict supervision of Daxia, he was careful to forge evil weapons by slaughtering mortals in order not to be discovered. It took nearly a hundred years to accumulate the number of resentful souls on the robe of ten thousand ghosts to the present number.

Only this time, one-thirtieth of his hard work was gone, that is, several years of hard work went to waste, how could he not feel heartbroken!

"Wan Gui Robe." Tantai Qingrun murmured softly, and then killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes: "You should die!"

Tantai Qingrun knew very well that with the number of resentful souls in the robes of ghosts on Master Xuanming's body, the hands of Master Xuanming must be full of blood, and he did not know how many innocent mortals had been slaughtered.

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