Cultivating immortals is a hard job

The wind howled, and the sky darkened for a moment. There were dark clouds above his head, but in this dark cloud, there was a faint sound of lonely wolf howling, which was extremely creepy.

Mo Xun knew that no matter what tricks Ji Chong had, he could not give him time to cast a spell.

There was a loud shout: "Get up!"

Mo Xun and the eight puppets pointed to the sky at the same time, and the nine array eyes flashed with dazzling light. The ground around the array began to tremble.

A huge pressure pressed down on the two people in the array.

Mo Xun was desperate this time, and almost poured all the magic power in his body into the array.

The two people in the array, when they felt this pressure, their bodies stagnated and they could not move.

The compass on the head of the Bai man was also imprisoned in this brief moment, and completely lost contact with his mind.

Only Ji Chong seemed unmoved, closing his eyes and chanting spells continuously, his skin almost turned brown.

Mo Xun knew that this desperate consumption of spiritual power might be his last attack.

With his mind moved, a light spot suddenly emerged from the ground, gradually grew larger in the air, flashing silver light, floating in the center of the formation.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that this thing was the magic weapon, the Linglong Ring!

This was the last hidden chess piece that Mo Xun had buried.

The Linglong Ring suddenly spun rapidly in a silver light, constantly scattering silver light needles around.

The light needles were like a spell to claim life, carrying the sound of breaking through the air, attacking everything around without any dead angle.

The moment the man surnamed Bai saw these light needles, he secretly exclaimed, but his body was bound by the formation, and no matter what means he used, he could not move at all.

With a miserable wail, this person, like Duoxi that day, was pierced from head to toe by countless light needles, and his body and limbs were riddled with blood holes. In just a moment, he turned into a pool of blood and fell from the sky.

This person's death did not affect Mo Xun at all, but his brows became more and more furrowed.

It was because Ji Chong was still safe and sound under the attack of Linglong Ring. Those indestructible light needles, after touching the black shadow on his body, were like sharp swords cutting on cotton, and were all dissolved one by one.

Just when Mo Xun was about to launch a more fierce attack, Ji Chong suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Mo Xun.

If you look carefully, you can find that a layer of black scales has grown on his body, and he is surrounded by a thick ghost aura.

Feeling the coldness of this person, Mo Xun secretly said that it was not good. This might be a sign that the spell was completed.

But before he could react, Ji Chong grabbed the ghost flag on his head with one hand, and suddenly slapped out with the other hand. From his palm, hundreds of ghost spirits that looked like entities were condensed. Each of them looked like a real person and spread out to the surroundings.

These ghosts were like headless flies, constantly colliding with the surrounding magic array.

Under the backlash of the array, the ghosts were constantly broken up, and then condensed again, as if they had an immortal body.

In the entire array, the cries of ghosts came one after another, like purgatory.

The light needles emitted by the exquisite ring seemed to have completely lost their effectiveness, constantly consuming Mo Xun's magic power, but without any achievement.

In addition, the magic array at this time was always under the attack of ghosts. Under the influence of his mind, Mo Xun suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the fluorescence on a puppet suddenly went out, followed by the second, the third... and slowly fell from the sky.

Without the assistance of the puppets, the entire formation only lasted for a few breaths before it disappeared.

For the first time, Mo Xun and Ji Chong looked into each other's eyes without any separation.

But the states of the two people at this time were different.

The mana in Mo Xun's body was almost exhausted, and Ji Chong, under the blessing of the ghost flag, seemed to have mutated, and the breath of the dead was revealed in his cold eyes.

Taking advantage of this gap, Mo Xun swallowed a handful of pills at random. If he had a choice, he should have turned around and left immediately.

But in the current situation, can he still get away?

After losing the restraint of the formation, those ghosts roared towards Mo Xun again.

The cold wind mixed with wailing came into his ears, and Mo Xun felt his mind swaying.

Just as his thoughts began to blur, a familiar cry suddenly came from his mind, preserving the last bit of clarity for him.

Perhaps it was a lucky coincidence, Mo Xun quickly patted the spirit beast bag on his waist, and after a burst of white light, a one-horned spirit beast with a sheep's head and a lion's body stood on his shoulder, which was Bai Ze.

At this time, the surroundings of this man and the beast were already full of ghosts flying around, covering the sky and the sun and wanting to swallow them.

Bai Ze suddenly opened his mouth, revealing a pair of sharp fangs, and after a roar, he suddenly sucked in his mouth.

But what everyone didn't expect was that this seemingly casual sucking was like a whale swallowing, and countless ghosts and evil spirits around were sucked into its stomach.

Ji Chong on the opposite side was stunned in place, and only reacted after noticing the strange spirit beast on Mo Xun's shoulder.

But it was too late. In addition to the wandering ghosts floating in the air, they were now moving towards Bai Ze at an astonishing speed. Even the ghost energy in his body, which was integrated into the ghost flag, was gradually decreasing and disappearing.

When Mo Xun recovered, he was also stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.

Unexpectedly, this mythical beast can actually swallow ghosts!

Or is this thing born to be the nemesis of ghosts?

Ji Chong stared at Bai Ze in disbelief, feeling vaguely that this object looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

But now, he didn't have the heart to think about it. As the ghost was stripped away, his body surface slowly returned to normal.

He really couldn't accept that the ghost banner he had worked so hard to refine could be cracked so easily?

"You...what kind of spiritual beast are you?"

Watching Bai Ze swallowing up the ghost bit by bit, to be honest, Mo Xun felt both happy and worried at the same time.

Of course he was happy that this divine beast had once again brought him a surprise, but he was worried because the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted due to the spell cast just now. What if the other party suddenly attacked at this time, how should he deal with it?

At this moment, he had some intention of retreating in his heart.

But what Mo Xun doesn't know is that Ji Chong is also riding a tiger now. It's not that he has run out of mana, but after seeing Mo Xun's weird and unpredictable methods, he hesitates for a while. Everything on the other person's body seems to be... It's like they're all targeting him.

The mutual suspicion caused the atmosphere to freeze briefly.