Immortal cultivation starts with copying

The white bone stick drew an arc in the air and landed on the ground in front of Chen Yunhao, then burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

In just a blink of an eye, pale hand bones emerged from the ground next to Chen Yunhao.

Then a complete skull and body skeleton emerged from the ground.

There were more than a dozen skeletons in total, and black flames flashed in the hollow eyes of each skeleton. In addition, it was late at night, and the whole scene looked gloomy and terrifying, like hell.

There were a lot of clicks, and more than a dozen skeletons trotted towards Chen Yunhao.

Chen Yunhao's mind swept and found that these skeletons were at most at the level of the middle stage of Qi Refining. They looked quite intimidating, and their strength was not very high.

But Chen Yunhao did not dare to underestimate the enemy. After all, it was the first time he encountered such an opponent and such a strange method, so he had to do his best.

He threw a mid-grade talisman around, and then with a push of his magic power, the Fire Crow Sword rose into the air again.

This middle-grade talisman has a variety of types, including wind blades, ice spikes, water arrows, flames, etc.

Just hearing the crackling sound like frying beans, it hit more than a dozen skeletons to the ground and soon fell apart.

At first glance, Chen Yunhao thought that the attack worked, but before he could be happy, the broken skeletons automatically spliced ​​together and climbed up again.

The two sides fell into a stalemate, and Chen Yunhao's Fire Crow Sword continued to output to the ghost cultivator.

The ghost cultivator's skeleton team entangled Chen Yunhao, making him unable to get away.

However, Chen Yunhao should be the more relaxed party, he did not believe that these skeletons could be resurrected infinitely.

Another middle-grade talisman was thrown around, and soon the previous scene appeared again.

Three or four times in a row, Chen Yunhao threw out thirty or forty middle-grade talismans.

There was still some effect, and he found that the speed of resurrection of those skeletons was a little slower.

That's right. Whether it's a spell or a magic weapon, or the spell in front of him that he couldn't figure out, there must be a source of energy. Whether it's spiritual energy or ghost energy, it won't be endless.

There will always be a moment of exhaustion, it's just a matter of how long it lasts.

After throwing two more mid-grade spiritual talismans in succession, these skeletons were completely scattered into skeletons and didn't get up again.

Chen Yunhao was still satisfied with this result, but his opponent, the ghost cultivator, was very depressed.

He thought that the lone cultivator should be easy to deal with, but he never thought that the opponent was very rich. In less than half an incense stick of time, fifty or sixty spiritual talismans had been consumed.

If he still fights like this, no matter how many spells he has, he can't resist the other party's continuous throwing of spiritual talismans!

After getting rid of the annoying skeleton, Chen Yunhao looked at his Fire Crow Sword and found that it was really useless to the opponent.

The main reason was that the bone shield of this ghost cultivator was also a top-grade magic weapon with amazing defense. Several attacks didn't work, so he wanted to change a way.

But the ghost cultivator was a little anxious, after all, his identity was not to be seen.

The two of them had been fighting for a long time. If another cultivator passed by, the fate of the ghost cultivator could be imagined.

The ghost cultivator pinched his hands, and the six or seven ghosts floating in the air suddenly howled in the air, and surrounded Chen Yunhao with gusts of cold wind.

It would have been fine if they had surrounded him, but they kept spinning around Chen Yunhao like a spinning top, and at the same time, they made waves of creepy ghost howls.

At that moment, the environment in front of Chen Yunhao suddenly changed, as if he was in hell, no longer a familiar environment.

Up and down, left and right, there was nothingness, only waves of ghost howls came, and countless ghosts appeared in the distance.

"Illusion..."

Regardless of whether it was or not, Chen Yunhao took out a Qingxin Pill and swallowed it quickly.

Illusion is also a kind of magic, not a purely physical attack.

If Chen Yunhao used a magic weapon to attack at this moment, the effect would definitely not be obvious.

The ghost cultivator not far away saw that the attack of the Fire Crow Sword in the sky was not as aggressive as before, and he was happy, but of course a little sad.

Just now, he used a secret method to stimulate the ghosts and used an illusion from their ghost skills.

Whether this illusion can hurt people, if the besieged person is really weak in willpower, not calm in mind, and is trapped in the state of mind, it will indeed be fatal.

However, using ghosts to perform illusions also has a price. At most, these ghosts will dissipate in an incense stick of time.

Then if he wants to absorb the yang energy of mortals in the future, he must create ghosts again, which is not an easy task.

There are many souls in this world, and mortals die every day, but the souls that meet the Yin year Yin month Yin day are rare.

Of course, the ghost cultivator used this illusion, and he did not think that he could take down Chen Yunhao in one fell swoop, but to delay time.

Chen Yunhao's endless spiritual talismans really scared him. This was really like using spiritual stones to hit someone, which could kill someone!

The ghost cultivator glanced in Chen Yunhao's direction, then pinched a spell with his right hand, and a ghost hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed the Fire Crow Sword.

This was just to delay the attack of the Fire Crow Sword, and there was no other meaning. The ghost cultivator didn't even look at the result, he put away the bone shield and turned to leave.

At this time, a Sanskrit sound rang out, and the surrounded Chen Yunhao suddenly shone brightly, and eighteen Arhats appeared in the sky.

The eighteen arhats chanted Buddhist sounds, and Buddha lights burst out from their palms, shining on the ghosts. Just like fire meeting snow, the ghosts quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.

Chen Yunhao had just jumped out of the illusion when he saw that the ghost cultivator was about to run away, and hurriedly threw the Buddhist beads in his hand forward.

He got this string of Buddhist beads after killing the young cultivator. Although he had refined it early, it had been in the storage bag for a long time, and he didn't think of it for a while.

It must be said that this Buddhist magic weapon is really good at dealing with ghost cultivators!

This string of Buddhist beads spun in the air like a flying disc, and it flew over the ghost cultivator's head in just a moment.

Seeing this, the ghost cultivator used the same trick again and took out the pot-shaped magic weapon containing the ghost mist.

The ghost mist was only about half of the original, and under the drive of the ghost cultivator, it rushed towards the Buddhist beads magic weapon.

Chen Yunhao also hurriedly made hand gestures and tried his best to activate the Buddhist beads.

The eighteen Buddhist beads each burst out a golden light, and then evolved into eighteen golden arhats several feet tall.

As the Sanskrit sound spread, the eighteen arhats used their own methods, some spit out golden lotuses, some had golden light in their eyes, and some clapped their hands.

Suddenly, the whole sky was filled with golden light, illuminating half of the sky.

The ghost fog was illuminated by a large amount of golden light, and it turned into nothingness bit by bit. At the last moment, Chen Yunhao even heard a faint scream.

If you don't listen carefully, you might think it's an illusion, but the ghost cultivator groaned, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.