Chapter 1258

This blade had the ability to slash souls. The Profound Lu Ghost King didn't want to sit and wait for death, counterattacking several times, but was blocked by that black armor.

The fierce soul scream it emitted made Fu Liushan and Dong Rui hold their ears with both hands, but He Lingchuan acted as if he didn't hear it, not even frowning.

This kind of attack that shook the divine soul was directly filtered out by the Qianglong Armor.

The Profound Lu Ghost King fought more and more aggrieved; this dark room was too small, the space for maneuvering was limited, and the other party's blade technique was becoming more and more fierce, as if a vortex was gradually forming, wanting to suck it in.

And Fu Liushan also assisted from the side; this guy had all kinds of strange moves, sometimes throwing talisman paper, sometimes poking with a pestle tip, sometimes setting up an array, and sometimes sprinkling medicine of unknown origin on it. When dealing with it alone, it had a way, but now it was very dangerous.

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

The ghost poison paste on the other party's weapon took effect, making it exceptionally painful.

Damn it! In order to snatch the Luo Sheng Armor earlier, it had allocated most of its power to the clone leading the army to Cotton Village, and it itself was severely weakened.

Damn, damn, damn it! Its instructions were all blocked outside this inexplicable space; otherwise, the two powerful corpse puppets it hid in the Busha Flower Court could have given them a taste, or at least taken it away!

But now, it was trapped in this unknown space, with no way to act! It begged for mercy again, and He Lingchuan said: "Destroyed by double-dealing in life, and still jumping back and forth on both sides after death. The lesson learned before death, you haven't remembered a single bit."

In his view, the Ghost King's major strategic mistake was having too many clones; after the clones were eliminated one by one, the power of the main body was also weakened time and time again, and it was no longer to be feared in this battle.

It was time to end it.

"Surviving in troubled times, I just followed the trend; what's wrong with that? What's wrong with that!" The Ghost King saw his iron heart and screamed in despair. "You hypocrites, you pretentious, ungrateful villains!"

"You have the face to say the four words 'ungrateful'?" The Profound Lu Ghost King's performance basically interpreted what "unrepentant" meant, and He Lingchuan sneered. "Followed the trend? Did you win? Beaten left and right by the Luo Sheng Armor, losing again and again, and finally only able to live in the dark underground palace, living worse than a mouse; how do you have the face to call yourself a Ghost King?"

He Lingchuan and Fu Liushan happened to force it into a dead end, outputting with both mouths and hands.

The Profound Lu Ghost King was so angry that its facial features were distorted, and it rushed at him with a fierce scream: "I'll fight you to the death!"

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

As soon as Fu Liushan saw it, he took a breath and shouted: "Watch out!"

He didn't advance but retreated, directly hiding more than a zhang behind He Lingchuan, his speed the fastest in his life.

When the Floating Life Blade slashed down with a wisp of ghostly light, a blue light also exploded on the Profound Lu Ghost King's forehead.

Fu Liushan immediately raised the yellow brass bell that never left his side above his head.

The bell instantly transformed into a huge phantom, buckled down like a yellow clock, protecting him inside.

The Ghost Ape was already guarding in front of Dong Rui, and Ling Guang was also with him. When Fu Liushan shouted a reminder, the Ghost Ape turned back in a flash, turned its back to the Profound Lu Ghost King, and hugged Dong Rui and Ling Guang into its arms.

Divine soul self-detonation!

The Profound Lu Ghost King, with no way out, no matter how unwilling it was, finally had to choose to perish with the enemy.

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

The Ghost Ape, with its back to the explosion, was also fiercely pushed against the wall. But it had long since shrunk into a ball, minimizing the damage.

Clatter, He Lingchuan fell to the ground.

After a long while, he moved.

Damn it, my whole body hurts!

Legend has it that some immortals can perform a divine soul self-detonation before they die, with earth-shattering power; although the Profound Lu Ghost King wasn't an immortal, three hundred years of cultivation wasn't just blowing air, and although its power was greatly weakened after several clones, this self-detonation was still considerable.

Although the secret room was pitch black, he opened his eyes and saw a large area of snowflake-like spots.

He had been blinded by the explosion, and his vision hadn't recovered yet.

He Lingchuan shook his head, still a bit tinnitus.

He reached out and patted the Qianglong Armor; it was indeed a good treasure.

The Qianglong Armor helped him block seven or eight out of ten of the power, and the rest were shared by several protective talismans; otherwise, this time it wouldn't just be a concussion.

He sat up and stretched his waist, seeing the Ghost Ape move, putting Dong Rui and Ling Guang down, and then leaning against the stone wall himself.

Dong Rui and Ling Guang were protected by it and had no major problems; the Ghost Ape turned into a small monkey, sitting by the wall with wide eyes, suddenly leaning over and vomiting continuously.

Dong Rui hurriedly flipped its eyelids to look, pressed its head, neck, and acupoints, and then said with a tight face: "Its divine soul has suffered some shock and needs rest... You talk less, and the Ghost King won't explode."

"It couldn't escape and was bound to die; did it have a second path to choose?" He Lingchuan stood up against the wall, the dizziness fading quickly. "Didn't Old Fu say beforehand that one must guard against this hand when fighting in a secret room?"

They were prepared in advance; otherwise, there would have been casualties.

Ling Guang ran over and fed him a pill to calm his heart and spirit.

"Is Old Fu okay?"

Fu Liushan was still standing in place, not thrown away by the shock wave. He stretched his hands forward: "Look."

That yellow brass bell was broken.

He looked reluctant: "My ancestral bell, it has been with me for decades."

"Broken peace. Your ancestors will surely be glad it was used to its full potential to protect you, this grandson." He Lingchuan patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, suddenly feeling something was wrong. "Hey, how old are you exactly?"

Fu Liushan walked to the Ghost Ape depressed, lit an incense stick: "Take a few more breaths, and your head won't be dizzy."

The Ghost Ape inhaled hard a few times and spat a few times, and its condition improved slightly.

The secret room had returned to peace, but the foul smell began to permeate.

Dong Rui covered his nose: "Get out quickly!"

The three checked carefully, determined that there was no ghost body left by the Ghost King in the secret room, and Ling Guang cleaned up the filth on the ground, so He Lingchuan snapped his fingers: "Open!"

At his command, the ceremonial gate behind suddenly opened, and the light from the Light Well shone in again.

The three rushed out.

After walking out of the ceremonial gate and stepping onto the stone steps, Fu Liushan turned his head and happened to see the "ceremonial gate" disappear on the spot, while He Lingchuan grabbed a mirror, patted it on his arm, and the mirror turned into a hand shield.

Fu Liushan understood immediately: "Another mirror world?"

In the battle of Cotton Village, he had witnessed the wonderful use of this precious mirror. The mountain cave disguised in the mirror world easily deceived Stone Commandant and the Ghost King's clone.

This time, He Lingchuan let the Soul-Absorbing Mirror replicate the "Busha Flower Court" behind the ceremonial gate one-to-one.

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

(End of chapter)