True Immortal of the Netherworld

Master Li's face showed ecstasy when he saw that the Great Ghost King was successfully collected by the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror.

At this moment, seventy-eight percent of his body's energy has been used up, and the power of his spiritual consciousness is as scarce as a dry riverbed.

Master Li's limbs were as weak as cotton, but the excitement of getting what he wanted made him feel as if he had been given a shot of blood. A pair of old eyes under the dark circles seemed to have a golden river flowing.

"What a powerful ghost power. This is the most powerful ghost power that I, Lao Li, have collected over the past hundred years of practicing the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror. With the blessing of this object, the power of my Soul Burial Treasure Mirror will be even greater. At this level, my strength will eventually break through the bottleneck." Master Li stared at the three words "Great Ghost King" flashing on the surface of the Soul Burial Treasure Book in his hand, as if he had an elixir in his hand.

At this moment, Xu Yang also felt a little tired.

Xu Yang used all his strength to activate the secret method of the Green Tan Wonderful Tree, causing his mana and consciousness to be injected into the Green Tan Buddha Bead almost uncontrollably.

If it weren't for the thirty-one bead left by "Yin Mengting" on the green sandalwood beads as a boost, and if there was a Buddha's spiritual vein in Xu Yang's body that was transformed from the Buddha's relics, I'm afraid his body would have dried up right now. .

As for the divine consciousness, with the assistance of Ming Lin's extremely powerful divine consciousness, it is more than enough.

Seeing that Master Li finally achieved what he wanted, Xu Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Yang made a move with one hand, and the green sandalwood Buddha beads flying high in the air flew back, changed to their original size, and were then carefully put back into the storage bag on his waist.

The green sandalwood domain around him also quickly converged, and the circles disappeared in the blink of an eye like fading tides.

In the void, there is still a trace of flying cyan, which lingers for a long time. It's like the woman's long hair flying in the wind in the past, which is sultry.

"Congratulations to Master Li on your job. Let's leave here quickly through the exit of the teleportation array over there." Xu Yang pointed at the teleportation array not far away.

Xu Yang was very aware of the situation in front of him. Both he and Master Li were on the verge of overdraft. If another powerful enemy suddenly jumped out at this moment, the consequences would be disastrous.

At this moment, something strange happened.

"Buzz buzz..." The Soul Burial Treasure Book that had not yet been closed in Master Li's hand suddenly began to shake violently.

Waves of gray ghost energy emerged uncontrollably from the surface of the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror, and the three words "Great Ghost King" that had just appeared came to life.

In the distortion of light and shadow, an illusion appeared of the head of a ghost king with a single horn, bared teeth, and a broad nose like an ox.

Without it, it was the power of the soul of the "Great Ghost King" that had just been contained in the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror.

"You hateful little old man, you actually want to make this ghost king your ghost spirit and imprison him in the Soul Burial Treasure Book forever. Unfortunately, your power of divine consciousness is still far behind. Even with the help of this powerful magic weapon, you can Don't even think about surrendering this ghost king. "Jie Jie Jie." After the ghost king finished speaking, he let out a creepy laugh.

The next moment, the ghost king's head image suddenly jumped up from the surface of the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror. Like a poisonous snake attacking, it is hard to guard against.

The "Big Ghost King"'s head was bleeding, and with a snap, he bit Master Li's shoulder. Master Li's shoulder suddenly started bleeding profusely, and his shoulder bone was almost shattered.

Master Li, who was already exhausted, did not expect that the great ghost king would have such strong strength to resist.

In the past, similar situations occurred when he used the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror to subdue ghosts, but the reaction was much weaker. All the problems were solved with a little bit of magic on his part.

A heart-burning force came from Master Li's shoulders.

"Not good!" Master Li suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem and exclaimed.

The biting power of the ghost king's illusion not only made Master Li's shoulders bright red, but also directly acted on the soul in his body.

Master Li felt as if his three souls and seven souls were being torn apart by the sharp teeth of a beast. The pain was so painful that his vision went dark and his soul almost left his body.

After all, Master Li is known as the "Living Ghost Book" of Tiangui Sect, and he still maintains a calm response under such extreme circumstances.

He endured the severe pain in his soul, and his right hand turned into a sword finger, and he quickly stabbed the major acupuncture points on his chest, temporarily sealing his heart and stabilizing his almost collapsed soul.

Then he stretched his arms flat, spread his fingers, and suddenly activated his magic power. Puff puff, the blood veins on the ten fingertips burst out on their own.

His fingers turned red, and he used the power of essence and blood to draw a crooked circle of blood soul talismans on the surface of the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror.

"Baojian Burial Spirit, the power of the ghost, sacrifice with my blood, seal it!" Master Li roared.

"Buzz!" The Soul Burial Treasure Mirror's surface trembled.

Chi chi chi, three pale golden light and shadow shackles emerged from the churning gray ghost energy. The shackles of light and shadow are not real objects, but are transformed by the power of magic weapons and are connected by strings of ghost runes.

"Crash."

The next moment, these three runic shackles were wrapped around the head of the big ghost king who was biting Master Li's shoulder like a spiritual snake. It's like an iron chain locking the watermelon, getting tighter and tighter.

"Don't try to conquer me." The ghost king's head squeezed out a few words through his teeth. No matter how the rune shackles tightened, its big mouth kept biting Master Li's shoulder.

"Take it! Take it! Take it!" Master Li shouted frantically three times in a row, his hands constantly on the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror, infusing it with the power of essence and blood.

His beard and hair were as messy as grass, his face was twisted like folded old tree bark, and his eyes under the dark circles were as sunken as dry wells.

Forcibly activating the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror, his soul power, mana and physical strength were all squeezed to the last trace.

The Big Ghost King and Master Li were biting each other desperately, while the other was trying their best to subdue them. The two were in a stalemate, fighting for their lives.

Master Li's old face turned green.

As one of the people with the most profound knowledge of ghost ways in the Tiangui Sect, he clearly understands his current situation.

"It's over, it's over." Master Li looked disappointed, "My soul power and mana are almost exhausted. If I continue to fight, I will only have a 10% chance at most of subduing this beast. And the result will most likely be the collapse of my body. The end of being completely useless."

Tears welled up in his old eyes.

Not willing to give in! Not willing to give in! Still unwilling!

"No! I, Old Li, will not fail like this." Master Li curled his lips and said tremblingly.

Master Li exhausted all his strength, his whole body was shaking like chaff, even every toe of his was exerting force, and his shoes had already stepped into the soil under his feet.

He's fighting. But you won’t necessarily win.

"Master Li is in a state where his soul power is fully released. If there is interference from outside forces at this moment, or if the timing is not correct, it will be counterproductive. But if you just look at it like this, the consequences will be difficult to predict." Xu Yang was anxious. Wandering in circles, hesitant in his mind.

The sudden change surprised Xu Yang on the side. He wanted to go over and help, but he was afraid that it would be self-defeating.

At this moment, Xu Yang's familiar voice came from the Ghost Wood waistband around Xu Yang's waist. It was his master Gui Gu Yeyan.

"Disciple Xu Yang, why are you still hesitating? If you wait a few more breaths, that "little plum" will probably die. Although his martial arts foundation is still solid, his strength is not enough after all. If you want to defeat this great ghost king Conquering the souls is like a snake swallowing an elephant. Although the Soul Burial Treasure Book in his hand is a good treasure for containing ghosts, it is not worth compared with the "Devil Crying Sword" given to you by the master.

After a pause, Gui Gu Yeyan continued: "You have two choices now. One, you only need to use the Devil Crying Sword as a guide to pull out the soul of the great ghost king from his shoulder, and then kill him with one sword. That's right. However, if you do this, the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror is operating at full capacity. If not, the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror itself will explode, and the power of the magic weapon will backfire, causing "Little Plum" to suffer a big loss. Using the Devil Cry Sword as a guide, combined with the three ghost spirit veins in your body, you can slowly introduce the power of the Great Ghost King into your body, and then use the Devil Cry Sword to refine it, and you may be able to gain considerable benefits. In doing so, your own risks will be much greater. As for which method to use, it is up to you.”

"Disciple knows, of course he chooses the second method." Xu Yang replied without hesitation.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yang came to Master Li in one quick step.

In his palm, a black light flashed, and a three-foot-long ink-colored sword appeared.

This sword is as black as ink, dull and dull, and I don't know what it is made of. The surface of the sword body is covered with fine fragments, just like broken pieces of black pottery being rejoined with clay. His appearance was unremarkable, but he exuded an indescribable strange aura.

With a flash of consciousness, Xu Yang injected mana into the Devil May Cry Sword in his hand.

Suddenly, golden ghost runes flashed on the surface of the Devil May Cry Sword, and then a large black ghost cloud billowed out from the Devil May Cry Sword.

The ghost clouds were tumbling and twisting, and out of them appeared a ghostly figure with two wings on its back, a single horn on its head, a belly like a drum, and a face as ferocious as a beast.

The spirit of the great ghost king suddenly started to tremble when it saw the appearance of the great ghost.

"This? It turns out to be the dharma image of our ancestors."

The Great Ghost King was originally a mutated ghost with the bloodline of the Great Sky Ghost, but his grade was still at a very low level. It's still thousands of miles away from the real Great Heavenly Ghost.

The real Great Heavenly Ghost is said to be the body of a ghost and god that was achieved when the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld ascended to heaven. It is an immortal being who escapes reincarnation.

And the Devil Crying Sword possesses the power of the Great Heavenly Ghost. It is precisely because of this that the Devil May Cry Sword can channel powerful ghost spirits in the underworld and use them for sword moves.

"Here comes the soul!" Xu Yang yelled, holding a little distance with one hand, and fired out an ink-colored spell.

In mid-air, the Dharma form of the Great Heavenly Ghost immediately hugged his big belly with both hands, his belly bulged, and he opened his mouth and spit out forcefully.

A ray of black cloud rolled past, and the ghost king's soul illusion was absorbed into the black cloud like a little chicken.

Without stopping, Xu Yang fired another spell, and then made a grabbing gesture with one hand.

In Xu Yang's palm, a red ghost pattern was spinning continuously. The ghost pattern looked exactly like the fire crow ghost.

Previously, Xu Yang had given a Nine Nether Crystal to Yasha Ming, who was also a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, during the trial of the Evil Ghost Sect. In return, Yasha Ming gave Xu Yang a three-turn ghost vein pill refined by the Fire Crow Ghost.

After Xu Yang took the Three-turn Ghost Vein Pill, three more ghost veins appeared in his body, which also made his body more suitable for practicing ghost methods.

At this moment, Xu Yang was trying his best to activate the three ghost spirit veins in his body, trying to capture the power of the great ghost king's soul into his body.

"Ming Lin helps me." Xu Yang said in a message.

"Ming Lin is here, Master Xu Yang, feel free to use my consciousness." Ming Lin responded simply.

With the blessing of Ning Lin's divine consciousness, the power of the soul as powerful as the Great Ghost King was obediently tamed by Xu Yang.

After introducing the power of the soul in the illusion of the Great Ghost King's head into his body, Xu Yang came to the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror with the Devil's Weeping Sword in hand.

Using the Devil's Crying Sword as a guide, he slowly pulled out the remaining power of the Great Ghost King's soul from the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror.

A trace of golden thread was pulled out from the surface of the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror and fell into Xu Yang's palm.