C847 Fourth order

Midnight, it was the full moon again. The miasma was the thickest and the ghost aura was dense. All the evil spirits and evil spirits were out at this time and night.

Ling Yun looked at the nearby shadow of the ghost, his gaze gradually becoming heavy. He slowly raised his hand, and within it, purple lightning was gathering. Black light lingered, and electric light twined, causing crackling sounds to ring out.

"Tsk tsk!"

The ghost looked at the destructive thunder which was known as the strongest and most powerful lightning which could restrain yin and evil. Its grey eyes revealed a hint of fear and immediately felt that the lightning was not strong enough to threaten him.

Swish!

Ling Yun suddenly felt chills down his spine, as though he was being watched by something. In that instant, his vision blurred, and a ghostly shadow flew towards him at lightning speed.

"Lightning Explosion!"

Ling Yun's face turned serious, he bellowed, and activated the Tai yin-yang meridian. The non-attribute Hung Meng Zi Qi's spirit energy in his body turned into a violent thunder-attribute spirit energy, the qigong bowed and gathered in his palm. A purplish black destructive lightning ball slowly formed, releasing a terrifying destructive aura.

"Go!"

Looking at the ghost image that was less than ten metres away from him, Ling Yun's mouth raised in a cold arc, and his figure retreated explosively. He suddenly swung his hand forward, and a purplish black destructive lightning ball shot out explosively.

Boom! *

As soon as it touched the Yin Spirit, the purplish black destructive thunder ball exploded. Countless arcs of electricity shot out, piercing towards the Yin Spirit like needles.

Ah ah ah ah!

A mournful scream came out from the Yin Spirit's body, its pale face had become twisted and hideous.

"How is this possible?"

On the other side, Ling Yun who had retreated, did not reveal any hint of happiness on his face.

"This is bad, this Yin Spirit is at least a Rank 4 existence." Ling Yun said with an ugly expression, a fourth stage Yin Spirit, an existence at the Martial King level, he had no chance of winning.

"Roar!"

With an angry roar, the yin spirit moved its body and pounced towards Ling Yun along with a deathly aura that filled the sky. Everywhere it passed, the shattered rocks on the ground were turned into fine powder.

"Thunder!"

Ling Yun's expression changed slightly. Gritting his teeth, the lightning on the Heaven Swallowing Holy Light Sword jumped. Pointing to the sky, a black thundercloud appeared out of thin air.

After finishing this move, Ling Yun gasped for breath, his face was slightly pale white, there was no other way, this lightning strike was a low level earth-grade martial skill, with his current cultivation, it was extremely difficult to execute it, but luckily there were many people in the space of the sword who had been summoned by him.

The lightning struck the ghost's body, and the gray death aura that blotted out the sky dissipated quite a bit. Immediately, ear-piercing, shrill howls could be heard as the vengeful spirits twisted one after another. The empty and lifeless eyes were filled with hatred.

"Damn it." Ling Yun's face became even uglier, the lightning had a strong restraining effect on the evil spirits, but he did not expect that, after using his sword with all of his strength, he was only able to dissipate a large amount of the ghost aura.

Ling Yun's hair stood on end as his vision blurred. A wave of cold and gloomy aura filled with deathly stillness assaulted him.

Ling Yun only felt a terrifying huge force explode against his chest as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Ling Yun!" Ling'er, who had retreated to the side a long time ago, let out a startled cry. His body flashed as he arrived beside Ling Yun and helped him up.

"Are you alright?" Ling'er asked with concern, his eyes filled with pain.