Chapter 84： Pseudo-foundation (Part 2)

Two red lights emerged from the hood of the fire crow, spread its wings in front of Zhang Shiping, and croaked hoarsely. The two fire crows with wingspan of about ten feet, under Zhang Shiping's control, collided with the ice cone, and the scorching heat melted the ice , The white water vapor has been rising continuously since the moment the two sides came into contact, filling the black mist, and you can't even stretch your hands.

Zhang Shiping stretched out his hand to recall Luo Junjian, protecting his body, and he immediately retreated to the rear. After Luo Junjian split the two ghosts in the black mist in half, he finally rushed out of the black mist.

The two ghosts re-condensed in the black mist, their bodies were thin, and their aura was no longer cold. However, as they continued to absorb the black mist and replenish their own yin energy, they did not say that they would recover directly, but their aura also slowly recover.

Zhang Shiping's heart was as gloomy as water. During this short meeting, he also understood that Hall Master Su's strength was at most a level of foundation. To be honest, Zhang Shiping's mana is so much stronger than hers, and the difference between the two is not that big. .

But in the black mist, Zhang Shiping's slight advantage disappeared.

In addition to the opponent's method of exorcising ghosts, Zhang Shiping is very powerful, and he has to leave three points for the ghosts. It is really aggrieved, Zhang Shiping already wants to retreat first at this time.

Within the scope of Zhang Shiping's spiritual consciousness, a monk at the foundation stage has already arrived, and there are more than a dozen monks who are at the late stage of Qi training around him, and he doesn't want to be that turtle.

With this kind of thought, Zhang Shiping didn't delay any more, he used light body technique to distance himself from the black mist again.

Zhang Shiping wiped his waist, and in his hand was an ancient Qingling boat the size of a palm, he threw it up, and it was strong against the wind, turning into a zhang-long flying boat.

With a flash of his figure, he stepped onto the flying boat, and was about to drive the ancient Qingling boat away, but at this moment, in the black mist, Hall Master Su with a broken mask also rushed out, but did not rush towards Zhang Shiping , but as if being chased by something, he panicked.

A few fierce ghosts broke through from behind, and rushed towards Hall Master Su frantically with their fangs and claws. After she rushed out of the black mist, she immediately held up the white hemp ghost banner, and the banner fluttered, emitting a blue aura that shone on the ghosts, and the ghosts left only a long lingering sound, feeling unwilling Those who don't want to be drawn into the white ghost streamer by the blue light.

Zhang Shiping looked at that person, and a thought flashed across him, could this person be a backlash from a ghost?

Ghosts are so-called ghosts because after death, their obsession is too deep, and they are unwilling to dissipate between heaven and earth, and there is yin energy in the place of death to nourish the soul.

There are not many ghosts by chance, and there are even fewer ghosts. The ghosts driven by ghost monks use various methods to torture people, so that the resentment in the dead's heart is hard to calm down, and then the soul-raising formation is used to stabilize the ghosts. , branded with his own brand of enslavement, and received it into a magic weapon for cultivation.

The monk's magic power is high, and the ghost is naturally afraid, and driven by it, he is like an old cow, willing to work hard.

But once the ghost monks can't suppress the ghosts and let the ghosts feel that there is a chance to get rid of the monks' control, then they will be driven by instinct to attack the monks and fight for freedom.

After those fierce ghosts were collected into the banner, watching Hall Master Su cast it again, the white ghost banner flashed blue light, and the black mist seemed to flow into an infinitely deep pit, and was continuously absorbed into the magic weapon. More than a dozen ghosts were struggling constantly, but it was useless. The ghosts' bodies were twisted like twisted twists, and they all re-entered the white ghost streamer just like the fate of the two ghosts.

After Hall Master Su took away the ghosts, there were a few more wrinkles on his face. She glanced at Zhang Shiping with anger in her eyes.

The black mist is not under the control of Hall Master Su, and when the mountain wind blows, a small part of it dissipates. Zhang Shiping feels that something is wrong.

Zhang Shiping stared intently at Hall Master Su, who also glared at Zhang Shiping angrily, without giving in at all.

In Zhang Shiping's eyes, Hall Master Su's behavior was a bit of an act of calmness. But it is also possible that they are stalling for time, waiting for the arrival of the vice hall master Lan.

The ancient Qingling boat landed on the ground with a bang, and Zhang Shiping, who was standing on the ancient Qingling boat, had a flash of thought in his eyes, and tentatively drove Luo Junjian to fly away, and the gray short sword beside Hall Master Su immediately came up to meet him. The black and purple Luo Jun sword and the gray dagger, when the auras of the two are intertwined, there is only a black mass from the outside, and the speed of the two magical weapons is too high, making it even more difficult to see clearly.

However, after a few breaths, Hall Master Su's face became more and more red, and the blood in his body rushed to his brain. His cultivation suddenly dropped from the foundation building stage to the ninth level of Qi training, and his breath kept rising and falling, building the foundation for a while, and training Qi for a while nine floors. This kind of ups and downs in cultivation generally only occurs in Foundation Establishment cultivators with frivolous foundations.

Zhang Shiping didn't know what happened to this person, but he didn't let go of this opportunity. Luo Junjian continued to entangle Master Su's gray dagger magic weapon, and then sent out two more fire crows from the fire crow cover.

Under Zhang Shiping's control, the fire crow did not expand as before, but condensed into two fire crows like flowing magma, divided into left and right, and flew towards Hall Master Su.

Hall Master Su's ghost-headed white shield took over Zhang Shiping's two second-order spells, Fire Crow, and his aura finally became the ninth level of Qi training. At this moment, Luo Junjian also immediately knocked down the gray dagger.

Zhang Shiping was overjoyed, Luo Junjian immediately turned into a black light, and rushed towards Hall Master Su, and a round stone bead in UUReading Book's hand also flew over, like a flying lightning.

Hall Master Su let out a soft snort, and she calmly poured her mana into the ghost-headed white shield, shrouded in pale aura, and then looked hopefully at a bone-faced cultivator in a black cloak in the distance.

But at this moment, Luo Junjian, who arrived first, quickly consumed Hall Master Su's mana, looking for flaws. The last round stone bead finally broke through the shield of spiritual light this time, Hall Master Su's eyes were terrified.

The round stone bead slammed into her body fiercely, and the person flew straight away for a certain distance. After landing on the ground, hall master Su, whose mana stopped for a while, stared at her, and wanted to say something, but Luo Junjian stabbed her. It's heartbreaking.

Shouts of fright and anger came from a distance, and after seeing Zhang Shiping's sword piercing Hall Master Su's chest, it stopped abruptly, like a duck being strangled by the neck.

Zhang Shiping turned around and looked coldly at the Vice-Hall Leader Lan, who was on the ninth floor of Qi training, with a sharp look in his eyes. After the Luo Jun sword was stirred in the chest of Head Su, it passed across her neck, and a line of blood emerged.

Zhang Shiping, who was inside the fire crow hood, jumped off the ancient Qingling boat, and rushed towards the deputy hall master Lan. Luo Junjian and the round stone beads, who couldn't breathe for a few, also arrived at Zhang Shiping's side.

The Vice-Hall Leader Lan, who had come aggressively just now, had already turned his head and ran away. Seeing that his own Hall Master had died and fled, most of the Ten Thousand Blood Cultists who had surrounded him scattered like birds and beasts. Only a few monks who were close were killed. Zhang Shiping raised his sword and dropped it.

Those monks at the seventh level of Qi training couldn't stop Zhang Shiping's Luo Jun sword with their protective shields, and even the shields and people were stabbed through.

This scene irritated a few monks who were still stubborn and rushed over. With horror on their faces, they quickly stopped and turned to run away.

Zhang Shiping didn't care about these people, he only stared at the Vice Hall Master Lan.