After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 1238 Self-destruction
This sword has the power to cut off souls.

The Ghost King Xuanlu was unwilling to sit and wait for death, and launched several counterattacks, but was blocked by the black armor every time.

The sharp screams it emitted were so piercing that Fu Liushan and Dong Rui covered their ears with their hands, but He Lingchuan seemed not to hear anything and did not even frown.

This soul-shaking attack was directly filtered out by the Qianglong Armor.

The more the fight went on, the more frustrated the Ghost King Xuanlu felt. This dark room was too small, with limited space for maneuver. At the same time, the opponent's swordsmanship became more and more ferocious, as if a whirlpool was forming that was about to suck him in.

Fu Liushan also assisted in the battle. He had all kinds of strange tricks, sometimes throwing talismans, sometimes poking the tip of the pestle, sometimes offering formations, and sometimes sprinkling potions of unknown origin on it. It could still handle it alone, but now it was very dangerous.

In a blink of an eye, it was hit twice.

The ghost poison ointment on the opponent's weapon took effect, causing it extreme pain.

Damn it! In order to seize Luo Shengjia, it had previously allocated most of its strength to the clone who led the troops to attack Mian Village, and it itself was severely weakened.

Damn it, damn it, damn it! Its commands were all blocked outside this inexplicable space, otherwise the two powerful corpse puppets it hid in Busha Huating would be able to teach them a lesson, or at least take it away!

But now, it is trapped in this unknown space and has no idea what to do!
It begged for mercy again, and He Lingchuan said:
"You were ruined by double-dealing in life, and you have to be double-dealing after death. You can't remember the lessons you learned before you die."

In his opinion, the Ghost King's major strategic mistake was that he had too many clones. After the clones were eliminated one by one, the power of the original body was weakened again and again, and it was no longer a threat in this fight.

It's time to bear fruit.

"I am just following the trend to survive in troubled times. What's wrong with that? What's wrong with that?" The Ghost King saw through his hard-heartedness and cried out in despair, "You hypocrites, you pretentious, ungrateful villains!"

"How dare you say the word ungrateful?" The performance of the Ghost King Xuanlu basically explained what "unrepentant" meant. He Lingchuan sneered, "Go with the flow? Did you win? You were hit on the left cheek and the right cheek by Luo Shengjia, and you lost again and again. In the end, you can only live in the dark underground palace, living a worse life than a mouse. How dare you call yourself the Ghost King?"

He Lingchuan and Fu Liushan forced it into a dead corner, attacking with both mouths and hands.

The ghost king Xuanlu was so angry that his features twisted. He rushed towards him with a fierce roar: "I will fight you to death!"

Its body seemed to suddenly become solid, and even the texture on its face was visible.

When Fu Liushan saw this, he shouted, "Attention!"

Instead of advancing, he retreated and hid a dozen feet behind He Lingchuan, at the fastest speed in his life.

When the Fu Sheng Sword slashed down with a ray of faint light, a little blue light burst out from the forehead of the Xuan Lu Ghost King.

Fu Liushan immediately raised above his head the brass bell that he never took off.

The bell instantly transformed into a huge phantom, which came upside down like a yellow bell, protecting him inside.

The ghost ape was originally protecting Dong Rui, and Lingguang was with him. When Fu Liushan reminded him, the ghost ape quickly turned around, turned his back to the Xuanlu Ghost King, and hugged Dong Rui and Lingguang in his arms.

The soul explodes!

The desperate Xuanlu Ghost King, no matter how unwilling he was, had no choice but to die together with the enemy.

A powerful gust of air swept across the entire secret room. He Lingchuan, who was closest to the center of the explosion, was directly thrown five feet away and hit the stone wall with a bang.

The ghost ape, with its back to the explosion, was also pushed hard against the wall, but it had already curled up into a ball, minimizing the damage.

With a crack, He Lingchuan fell to the ground.

After a while, he finally moved.

Damn it, my whole body hurts!

Legend has it that some immortals will detonate their souls before dying, with the power to shake the world; although the Ghost King Xuanlu is not an immortal, his three hundred years of practice is not an exaggeration, and although his power has been greatly weakened after several splits, this self-detonation is still quite powerful.

Although the secret room was dark, when he opened his eyes he saw a large area of ​​snowflake-like spots.

I was blinded by the explosion just now and my vision has not recovered yet.

He Lingchuan shook his head and still had a little tinnitus.

He reached out and patted the Qianglong Armor, it was indeed a great treasure.

The Qianglong armor helped him block 70% to 80% of the power, and the rest was divided by several amulets. Otherwise, this time it would not be just a concussion.

He sat up and stretched his waist. Seeing the ghost ape move, he put Dong Rui and Ling Guang down and leaned against the stone wall.

Dong Rui and Ling Guang were well protected by it and were not seriously injured; but the ghost ape turned into a little monkey, sitting by the wall with its eyes wide open, and suddenly leaned over and vomited continuously.

Dong Rui quickly turned over its eyelids to take a look, and then pressed its head, neck and acupuncture points, then said with a stern face: "Its spirit has been shaken, and it needs to rest... If you say less, the Ghost King won't get angry."

"It can't escape and will surely die. Is there any other option?" He Lingchuan stood up with the help of the wall, and the dizziness quickly faded away. "Didn't Old Master tell us in advance that we must be on guard against this move when fighting in a secret room?"

They were well prepared, otherwise there would have been casualties.

Lingguang ran over and fed him a pill to calm his mind and nerves.

"Is Lao Fu okay?"

Fu Liushan was still standing there, not being blown away by the shock wave. He stretched out his hands and said, "Look."

The brass bell was broken.

He looked reluctant to part with it: "This bell passed down from my ancestors has been with me for decades."

"Everything is fine. Your ancestors will be very grateful that they were able to save a grandson like you and put it to good use." He Lingchuan patted his shoulder to comfort him, but suddenly felt something was wrong, "Hey, how old are you?"

Fu Liushan walked to the ghost ape depressedly and lit a stick of incense: "Take a few more puffs, and you won't feel dizzy anymore."

The ghost ape took a few deep breaths and exhaled a few times, and his condition improved slightly.

Peace had returned to the secret room, but a sour smell began to spread.

Dong Rui covered his nose and said, "Get out quickly!"

The three of them checked carefully and confirmed that there was no ghost king's soul left in the secret room. Lingguang also cleaned up the filth on the ground. He Lingchuan then snapped his fingers:
"open!"

At his command, the ceremonial door at the rear suddenly opened, and the light from the Well of Light shone in again.

The three of them rushed out.

After walking out of the ceremonial gate and stepping onto the stone steps, Fu Liushan turned around and saw that the "ceremonial gate" had disappeared from the spot, and He Lingchuan grabbed a mirror and slapped it on his arm, and the mirror turned into a hand shield.

Fu Liushan understood immediately: "Another world in the mirror?"

He had seen the magic of this mirror in the battle of Mian Village. The disguised cave in the mirror world easily fooled Captain Shi and the Ghost King's clone.

This time, He Lingchuan asked the soul-capturing mirror to replicate the "Busha Huating" behind the ceremonial gate one-to-one.

　Happy Lantern Festival!
　　Are you eating tangyuan or dumplings today?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)