The head of urban peach blossom

Chapter 691: The old ghost dies!

Wu Chen was seriously injured and fled, and then secretly returned to this underground palace, and began to practice evil skills.

The Ghost Art Sect has been destroyed, and if he wants to rebuild it, he doesn't have the energy alone, and he is also afraid of being targeted by the Ye Family Dynasty.

So he practiced alone, and after a thousand years, he used tricks to attract a group of monks to help him absorb energy and make his evil skills great...

What a poisonous plan!
"Well, you old man, you are actually so vicious, don't be afraid, everyone, we have a lot of people, and we will fight this old guy!"

Anyway, the door of the temple was closed, and they couldn't get out. The instinct to survive made people more courageous, so all the monks became angry.

"Yes, let's join forces and work together to destroy this old ghost and make the Ghost Art Sect completely disappear!"

"Everyone must not keep their strength, or we will finish playing together..."

Hearing the roars one after another, Wu Chen laughed wildly triumphantly.

"It's up to you? The old man has been sleeping for hundreds of years and has been practicing penance for hundreds of years. Do you know how painful and difficult the process is?

Now, the magical power is about to be accomplished, so you still want to fight the old man?Go to hell! "

After speaking, Wu Chen started to do it.

A black mist suddenly surged out and filled the hall.Some of the monks who were close to him turned purple on the spot, couldn't breathe, and lost their ability to resist.

In a daze, the soul actually escaped from the body and floated towards the sarcophagus, and was sucked by Wu Chen like drinking water...

Such a terrifying scene frightened many monks, and their fighting spirit instantly collapsed.

But at the same time, Hua Xiaolou's murderous intent exploded.

He didn't want to be a hero, but if he didn't kill the old guy, he had to die.

"Han Xiang, stay away, Diao Chan, follow me, we must kill this old man."

"it is good!"

Diao Chan responded, and followed Hua Xiaolou towards the sarcophagus.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

It can be said that the ground in the hall was shaking, and a group of monks attacked like crazy.

However, they could hardly hurt Wu Chen, instead they were sucked out of their souls one by one.Not long after, half of the monks in the field were dead.

The most frightening thing is that with the demise of these monks, Wu Chen's power is getting stronger and stronger.

Seeing this, Hua Xiaolou couldn't help but communicate with Diao Chan with his thoughts: "It won't work like this, this guy keeps absorbing power..."

"Then what should we do?" Diao Chan also understands this truth, but now it is impossible to break through Wu Chen's protective black mist.

From the beginning to the end, Wu Chen was suspended in mid-air, only his arms were moving, but his body remained motionless.Everyone's attacks, whether it was true energy, spiritual swords, or magic weapons, were all blocked by the black mist outside his body, and they couldn't hurt the old ghost in the slightest.

"We must attack with all our strength!"

Hua Xiaolou hurriedly looked around, and Han Xiang was also in danger.Don't talk about attacking, most of the cultivators are now protecting themselves, trying their best to stabilize their minds, in case they are hit by the old ghost's soul-absorbing method.

"Okay, then I'll attack first."

Diao Chan responded.

"Be careful..." Hua Xiaolou reminded subconsciously.

"Don't worry, husband, it's not easy for this old ghost to suck my soul."

This point, Hua Xiaolou is also clear, otherwise Diao Chan would not be at ease to let Diao Chan attack with all her strength.

Because Diao Chan is different from ordinary people, she is a ghost.

In other words, her body and soul are actually one.Wu Chen wanted to suck Diao Chan's soul, unless he sucked her whole body together, unlike other monks who directly used ghost skills to pull her away.

"The old ghost will die!"

Diao Chan yelled softly, brandishing the Qiuyue sword, a cold mist gushed out and swept away, trying to disperse the black mist gushing out from Wu Chen.

As long as this layer of black mist is dispersed, I believe the battle will be much easier.

After all, although this old guy's realm is high, it seems that he is at an important juncture about to break through and cannot move easily.

That's why he used this layer of black mist to protect his body, while he was suspended in mid-air.

"boom!"

Diao Chan struck with all her strength, causing the black mist around Wu Chen to stir up.

This movement surprised Wu Chen, who was laughing wildly, and then finally focused on Diao Chan...

"Unexpectedly, you are actually a ghost cultivator. No wonder you can resist my soul-absorbing technique. However, this is better. After I finish absorbing others, I will slowly deal with you. I believe your energy will surprise the old man even more."

"What old ghost? I'm afraid you are too happy!"

Just when Wu Chen was distracted, Hua Xiaolou's mocking voice sounded from behind.

While speaking, Hua Xiaolou had already used the "Nine Transformations of Tiangang".

Through this period of practice, Hua Xiaolou has comprehended the Nine Transformations of Tiangang to the second stage.In other words, double the power can be exerted.

Coupled with the high-grade spiritual sword "Chi Yang" in his hand, the power is even more powerful.

The overwhelming sword energy swept over, which surprised Wu Chen.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he had really underestimated these monks.

Unexpectedly, just after meeting a powerful ghost cultivator, another master sprang out inexplicably.Obviously, he had already probed secretly, and there was no monk in this group of monks who practiced the Void and Dao Realm.

However, the power of this move has already faintly possessed the aura of refining the Void and the Dao Realm.

Back then, Wu Chen was seriously injured and had no choice but to use the secret technique of the ghost gate to escape the blood.In this way, the injury is added to the injury, and the meridians are also severely damaged.

Although he would not die, his strength has dropped significantly, and his recovery is hopeless.

How does this make the ambitious Wu Chen willing?
In the end, he finally made a crazy decision to practice one of the most evil secret arts in the ghost arts: corpse refining.

In fact, no one has practiced this secret technique since the establishment of Ghost Technique Sect.In other words, there is no record of success.

The so-called corpse refining technique is not to refine other people's corpses, but to protect a sliver of spirit, and then destroy one's own heart, refining one's own body into a zombie-like existence.

Once it is completed, it is difficult to soak in water and fire, extremely hard and painless.

Strictly speaking, this is no longer a human, nor is it a ghost, it is a monster at all.Therefore, even people in the ghost art sect hardly practice this kind of evil art.

But Wu Chen fell into madness, for the sake of strength, he decided to practice this skill.

I never thought that I really succeeded in cultivation.But the price is also high, sleeping for hundreds of years, and staying in the sarcophagus for hundreds of years...

It is only one step away now, as long as all the soul power of all the monks present are absorbed, it will be a great success.

At such a critical time, Wu Chen naturally did not allow any accidents.

So Hua Xiaolou's attack naturally made him a little frightened, but at the same time extremely angry.

"Stinky boy, you dare to attack this old man!"

Wu Chen roared angrily, waved his hands and slapped seven or eight ghost claws in succession, sweeping away.

"boom!"

It has to be said that the power of this old ghost is indeed strong enough.Hua Xiaolou's full use of the sword art, coupled with the double power of Tiangang Nine Changes, unexpectedly failed to break through the black mist around Wu Chen.

The movement of the two colliding caused a loud noise in the hall. The sound waves and air currents seemed to be raging, affecting many monks present...

(End of this chapter)