Celestial being

"The wings are not spread." Wu Yueshen said calmly, and also used the power of words and magic.

Yan Wu can speak at any time, and the words he speaks are not just spoken through a mouthpiece. Those words full of soul power will still ring in everyone's heart even if there is no sound.

The next moment, all the transformed Golden Crow wings were frozen on both sides, unable to move. The body flying in the sky suddenly fell, and was grabbed by the dark evil ghost. He opened his bloody mouth and bit the Golden Crow's neck, trying to tear off a piece. Come meat.

"The claws are strong and the beak is sharp." Xiying said immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden crow whose wings were grabbed by the evil ghost started to struggle violently, and its sharp beak pecked directly at the evil ghost's eyes, forcing the evil ghost to let go and lean back, but still refused to let go of its grasp. The arms holding the wings.

But then, the Golden Crow immediately waved its three legs, with sharp claws like daggers, easily tore open the evil ghost's arms and escaped, and then turned into golden light and flew back to Xiying's eyebrows.

However, these evil ghosts are not entities. In fact, they are just the soul of Wu Yueshen. The wounds seemed tragic, but they were quickly repaired by the soul power of Wu Yueshen, and the lost arms also grew back. .

After a fight, the two sides seemed to be evenly matched, but Xiying was keenly aware that the Golden Crow aura returning to his sea of ​​consciousness was much weaker, and it seemed that he had permanently lost part of his strength.

Wu Yueshen suddenly shook his head, raised his hand and clapped it down.

Endless black smoke rose up and condensed into a giant palm that covered the sky and the sun. The heavy golden flames shot out by the sunset were like flames jumping in the palm at this moment, and could not even completely illuminate the giant palm.

Xiying opened his mouth and vomited, and the golden dragon scissors jumped out and turned into two golden dragons. They broke through the sky in an instant and flashed past the giant palm.

The next moment, the giant palm cracked out of thin air, as if someone had cut it off at the waist. The fingers and the palm spread apart, but in an instant they turned into six giant pythons, fighting with the golden dragon scissors.

Wu Yueshen frowned slightly, as if he recognized the Golden Dragon Scissors, and had some doubts in his heart.

Xiying didn't hesitate at all, she quickly made a hand gesture, and two more golden crows emerged from her eyebrows. Although she couldn't spread her wings, they still merged with her body and turned into a bright sun, slowly rising into the sky.

Under the scorching sun, white smoke quickly erupted from the body of the giant python transformed from the palm of Mahakala, and in the blink of an eye it completely dissipated under the sunlight like the time when it transformed into a city.

However, at this moment, Wu Yueshen suddenly raised his hand to seal the secret, and the evil ghosts in the blood flames gathered together. Their bodies gradually blurred and melted, gathering together, like mud, gathering upwards, and finally transformed into a head a hundred feet tall. The one-eyed fierce ghost opened its mouth and let out a silent roar towards the "sun" hanging high in the sky.

Xiying secretly thought that something was wrong, and immediately made a secret, trying to bring back the "sun".

But at this moment, the one-eyed evil ghost suddenly inhaled, its chest bulged high, and the strong suction force even formed a hurricane in front of its mouth full of fangs, constantly pulling at the sun transformed by the Golden Crow, and continuously pulling in the sun. The flames from the sun were sent into the mouth of the evil ghost.

The Zhiyang Zhigang Golden Crow's flame could burn away all filth, but once it fell into the mouth of the evil ghost, it was like a virtual fire without any power.

Xiying's color changed slightly. The soul's transformation was essentially similar to a small split soul. Each time one was lost, it would have a serious impact on the soul's cultivation.

And if it is swallowed up, with Wu Yueshen's methods, he may not be able to get some of Xiying's memories!

Xiying immediately wanted to forcefully recall the Golden Crow, but Wu Yueshen spoke again at this time:

"The soul is gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiying immediately felt that the connection between himself and the Golden Crow that had turned into the "sun" was being blocked by an inexplicable force, and he was unable to recall it for a while.

Xiying clapped her hands suddenly, and then pulled them up and down. An inexplicable wave suddenly appeared in her palms, but when she looked closely, she saw that there was nothing in her palms, and no aura emerged.

Wu Yueshen also noticed Xi Ying's movements. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Xi Ying's arms suddenly shake, his palms pushed outwards, and invisible fluctuations flashed away.

The next moment, Wu Yueshen's soul felt a stinging pain, and a wound the size of a bowl suddenly appeared on the neck of the one-eyed evil ghost standing in the blood flames, as if it had been pierced by a spear.

At the edge of the wound, a golden flame the size of a thumb was burning, blocking all infusion of soul power, making it impossible for the evil ghost to repair the wound.

The suction power in the evil ghost's mouth dropped greatly, and the sun transformed by the Golden Crow took this opportunity to try to break free from its restraints.

At the same time, Xiying turned her fingers, as if she was about to cast another spell to activate the invisible thing she had just summoned. How could Wu Yueshen let her succeed? A black light flashed in her eyes, and two black lights suddenly appeared, disappearing into Xiying. The sea of ​​consciousness made her body stiffen and she immediately stopped moving.

But after the attack was successful, Wu Yueshen frowned instead.

Although his Nili Divine Eyes can capture the soul and calm the soul, as a shaman, he will never fall for the trick so easily.

It's an illusion!

Wu Yueshen quickly pinched his fingers, and an illusion-breaking spell was about to come out, but at this moment, he felt a pain in his forehead.

A silver-white spear protruded from the back of his head, and the tip of the spear penetrated his entire head. A large golden flame instantly emerged from the smooth spear blade, covering Wu Yueshen's body.

Behind him, Xiying stood in the air, holding a spear magic weapon in one hand and pinching magic formulas with the other hand, continuously calling out the Golden Crow fire to burn Wu Yueshen's body.

In the flames, Wu Yueshen's body melted rapidly, and soon only the soul and the demon-like soul were left. They tried to break out of the fire several times, but were blocked by Xiying. In the end, they could only stand in the fire. Completely dissipated in despair.

With the death of its master, the one-eyed evil ghost quickly disappeared, and the bloody flames also faded away bit by bit.

Seeing this, Xiying let out a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to take back the spear magic weapon, he was startled for no reason, as if he sensed something was wrong.

Wu Yueshen, is it really so easy to kill?

No, I'm under the illusion too!

She suddenly woke up, flipped her right hand, took out the illusion-breaking talisman specially prepared for her by Fairy Jin Xi, and slapped it on her body.

In an instant, Xiying's soul felt a coolness, and the surrounding scenery also changed instantly. She was still standing there without moving, and the blood flames were still surging around her. The one-eyed evil ghost in mid-air reappeared, and now she had already The "sun" transformed by the Golden Crow was grasped in his hand.

"The talisman is good, but it's too late." Not far away, Wu Yueshen glanced at Xiying, shook his head and chuckled.

The first verbal spell that Xiying cast had already failed, and the strangely quiet sky just now was filled with the sounds of fighting again.

Immediately afterwards, a shocking roar came from the mouth of the one-eyed evil ghost, overwhelming all sounds.

The sound wave was like a wave, so Xiying had to cast a spell to deal with it, but because of this, he missed the last chance to save his soul.

The next moment, with a grunt, the one-eyed evil ghost swallowed the "sun" in one gulp. Xiying's face suddenly turned pale, and his spiritual aura dropped sharply.

Wu Yueshen narrowed his eyes, and after a moment of digestion, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Xizheng is so lucky to have a daughter like you." He seemed to praise from the bottom of his heart.

Xiying didn't answer, and his hands suddenly loosened, and the spear he held tightly disappeared again, disappearing in mid-air. He didn't know where to launch the attack again.

However, Wu Yueshen raised his hand and waved, and a half-human-tall stone statue appeared beside him. The figure of the stone statue was the same as that of Wu Yueshen, but its face was blank, without any facial features.

As soon as the stone statue appeared, Xiying immediately felt the presence of wish power from it.

However, unlike the wish power that Yuan Ming collected through stealing the Tianding Cauldron, the wish power in the stone statue fell into Xi Ying's eyes, like pitch black mud, exuding a suffocating stench.

Xiying just took one more look and felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart, and the painful screams of thousands of creatures seemed to ring in his ears.

Willing power is the product of faith and gratitude, but these two are always influenced by people's thoughts.

Killing in the name of faith, prayers containing evil thoughts, gratitude for satisfying desires...

And what is hidden in this stone statue is the power of will dominated by pain, resentment, fear and other negative emotions.

After Wu Yueshen called out the stone statue, he immediately raised his right hand and drew words in the void, apparently about to cast a murderous curse again.

But this time, there was no black abyss under his feet. Instead, a small opening appeared on the forehead of the stone statue beside him, and mud-like will power emerged from it and flew towards the words he wrote in mid-air.

When the murderous curse is cast, anyone with a lower level of cultivation than Wu Yueshen will not be able to directly observe the casting process, but at this time, Xiying's soul power is no less than that of Wu Yueshen.

At this time, when she saw Wu Yueshen casting a spell, she immediately made a seal. In the void, an invisible wave flashed through the sky. Her natal magic weapon, Chenxia Spear, concealed its figure, circled and then shot towards the stone statue.

As soon as Chenxia Spear approached the stone statue, a big black hand suddenly appeared above it and grabbed it with lightning speed.

Although it is a natal magic weapon, Xiying's promotion to Yanwu was too short, and he did not have time to further refine and improve Chenxia Spear. The runes on it were not strong enough. Once Wuyue Shen was on guard, it would be difficult to avoid his eyes.

Xiying's heart sank, and then the magic formula in his hand changed instantly. A large golden flame suddenly rose from the morning glow spear, burning the big black hand instantly.

At the same time, Wu Yueshen had also finished writing, and the word "Xiying" suspended in mid-air was completely formed. Then, it was quickly wrapped by the negative wishes coming from the stone statue, and disappeared in mid-air the next moment. Appeared in the Evening Shadow Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Different from what Yuan Ming said, the position where the negative wish appears is not in the soul. It seems to be affected by the strength of the soul.

The killing curse is not enough to cause fatal damage to Yan Wu!

Even so, the power of the murderous curse cast by the stone statue was several times stronger than what Yuan Ming endured at that time.

When this surging negative power impacted her soul, Xiying was momentarily absent-minded. When she came back to her senses, a big black hand appeared above her head and was grabbing at her.

At this moment, it was too late to dodge. At the critical moment, Xiying suddenly pointed in the direction of the Chenxia Spear. A white rune instantly lit up on the Chenxia Spear, and then Xiying's side was wrapped in a sudden white light and disappeared. In place.

The big black hand grabbed it, but it was empty.