Mortals' aspirations to cultivate immortality

Lin Yi almost cursed. He originally thought he could hurt this ghost, but he forgot that he had reached the Nascent Soul stage and could teleport over short distances. In front of teleportation, his footwork was like child's play. .

But now was not the time to curse. Lin Yi's consciousness tightly enveloped the surrounding area, and he quickly found the location of the ghost, so he turned around and shot out again.

The ghost more than ten miles away snorted coldly, and the bird feather cloak instantly grew larger, blocking Lin Yi's attack.

With a thought in his mind, Lin Yi also teleported and appeared near the ghost. The Yin-Yang Promise Gun struck again with terrifying energy.

It's a pity that Lin Yi has only become the True Lord of Nascent Soul not long after all.

In terms of the mastery of teleportation, how can it possibly compare to this ghost that has been the Nascent Soul Lord for hundreds of years?

So the male ghost teleported again and disappeared in place.

Lin Yi's powerful and heavy attack was completely in vain.

"Damn it!" Lin Yi cursed secretly. He couldn't even hit him. Even if he hit him, the Lingbao he dealt with was not a vegetarian and could completely withstand it.

"No wonder the battles between True Lord Yuanying often last for several months!"

Teleportation cannot be used indefinitely. You need to take a short rest after using it. Otherwise, it will also put a huge load on the Nascent Soul Lord.

However, no matter how heavy the load is, it is still enough for Nascent Soul Master to teleport continuously for a month.

In other words, it is extremely difficult to kill the opponent within a month!

"I don't believe in this evil anymore." Lin Yi cursed secretly and quietly activated the God-Slaying Sword.

When the ghost just appeared, the God-Slaying Sword was activated immediately.

With a clang, he flew towards the male ghost.

However, the God-Slaying Sword that had been invincible in the past actually failed at this moment.

Just when the God-Slaying Sword was about to hit the ghost, it teleported again and avoided the God-Slaying Sword!

"Damn it!" Lin Yi cursed secretly and glanced at the battle on Zhao Bufan's side.

The result is the same as mine.

The techniques practiced by Lin Yi and Zhao Bufan have the effect of restraining ghosts. Therefore, although they have only become Nascent Soul Lords not long ago, they can still fight against these two ghosts, and even slightly suppress them.

But if the fight continues like this, it's hard to say whether the two of them can always have the upper hand.

Not to mention that this place is a ghostly place, which allows the ghosts to recover mana faster. Let's just say that Lin Yi and the two have been using such high-consuming attacks, and they can't bear it.

The consumption of teleportation is indeed not small, but the consumption of constant attacks is also very high.

If the fight continues like this, Lin Yi and the others may not be able to hold on until the opponent is completely consumed by teleportation.

Of course, Lin Yi has the second dantian of Good Fortune Starfish, so he can last longer than Zhao Bufan.

But once Zhao Bufan dies, wouldn't Lin Yi have to fight one against two?

"It would be great if we could prevent these two ghosts from teleporting!"

Lin Yi clenched his fists, and his brain quickly thought about what methods he could use to counter teleportation.

"Right!"

Lin Yi suddenly thought of something.

In the spirit bead space, the little Yuanying who looked exactly like Lin Yi when he was a child kicked open the lid of the Yin Ju coffin.

Ji Ling, full of resentment, appeared instantly: "Damn it, what are you going to do again?"

"I have something to ask you." Little Yuanying looked at Ji Ling: "Can the Yin Ju coffin block space so that the opponent cannot teleport?"

"That's natural!" Ji Ling said proudly: "All spatial magical powers are prohibited in the space of the Yin-Gathering Coffin. No matter who it is, as long as their cultivation level is not one level higher than that of the Yin-Gathering Coffin, they cannot use any spatial magical powers!"

Supernatural power is the superior ability of magic, and its power is naturally not comparable to that of magic.

And teleportation is just a hint of the magical power of space.

With just a trace of his being so powerful, it's hard to imagine how powerful the real spatial supernatural power is.

"That's okay!" Lin Yi was naturally extremely satisfied after hearing Ji Ling's answer.

"Wait a minute." Ji Ling asked in confusion, "Why do you ask this?"

"Don't worry about it, just wait." Little Yuanying ignored Ji Ling and flew back into the sky again, turning into the sun.

Outside, Lin Yi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly as he looked at the male ghost cultivator who was attacking him again.

Teleport, right? You won’t be able to teleport in a while!

Seeing that the opponent's attack was about to fall on him, Lin Yi also launched a teleportation.

The direction Lin Yi teleported this time was the direction of Zhao Bufan.

"Master, why are you here?" Lin Yi and Zhao Bufan were not far apart to take care of each other. Lin Yi only teleported three times before arriving in front of Zhao Bufan.

"fine."

Lin Yi shook his head and glanced at the two ghosts that had merged: "Bufan, come on!"

"Ah? Oh." Zhao Bufan nodded, his whole body erupted with dazzling Buddha light, and flew directly towards the two ghosts.

The two ghosts looked at each other and burst out with black energy, attacking Zhao Bufan together.

"Hmph." Lin Yi snorted coldly, and with a thought, the Yin-Gathering Coffin appeared instantly, and was kicked high into the air by Lin Yi.

With a buzzing sound, the Yin and Yang Pisces diagram appeared under Lin Yi's feet. Lin Yi's mana was converted into Yin attributes and injected into the Yin Gathering Coffin.

The Yin-Condensing Coffin, which was originally only three feet long and two feet high, instantly transformed into a giant coffin thousands of feet long after Lin Yi's magical power was injected into it.

"Holy, the breath of holy objects!"

The appearance of the Yin-Gathering Coffin immediately frightened the two ghosts.

Before the two ghosts could react, the Yin-Gathering Coffin flipped upside down, taking the two ghosts and Zhao Bufan into the space of the Yin-Gathering Coffin, and then rapidly shrank.

"Success!"

Lin Yi was overjoyed, and directly took back the Yin-Yang Pisces Picture, turned into a stream of light, and flew into the Yin-Gathering Coffin, and the coffin lid closed automatically.

At this time, Zhao Bufan and the two ghosts had stopped fighting.

"How can this smell like a holy object!" The two ghosts were horrified.

As high-level ghosts in the Netherworld, they are naturally very familiar with the smell of the Yin-Gathering Coffin.

Because these high-level ghosts will go to the location of the Yin-Gathering Coffin fragments every hundred years to practice in rotation. This is also the reason why there are so few Yuanying-level ghosts on the Moon-Watching Continent. After all, most of the Yuanying-level ghosts practice near the Yin-Gathering Coffin fragments.

"Holy object?" When Lin Yi heard this name, he knew what the two ghosts were talking about.

He immediately laughed and said, "This Yin Gathering Coffin is not your holy object, and the so-called holy object you are talking about is just a fragment of the Yin Gathering Coffin."

"After I kill you, I will find the fragment of the Yin Gathering Coffin!"

"Hahaha." The two ghosts seemed to have heard something funny: "How shameless! You have to beat us first!"