Chapter 1010: The War between Humans and Ghosts (6) Soul Pixiu, Soul Sacrifice Method
Boom! The Feihong-class battleships, which had a slight upper hand, would occasionally find time to fire a few shots at the army of ghost monks. With one shot, everything the light beam passed was turned into powder. Whether they were Jindan-level ghosts or Zhuqi-level ghosts, they were all turned into ashes.
The power of this cannon is actually no less than that of an early-stage monk who has been pregnant for many years. Those low-level ghosts cannot resist it.
It’s just that there are too many ghost commanders ranging from ghost soldiers to the equivalent of golden elixir monks. After learning the lesson, it is rare for a large number of ghost tribes to gather in one place. Although the spirit cannon is powerful, if it cannot kill a large number of ghosts with one shot, it is quite uneconomical. As for the monks in the Nascent Soul stage, they are already strangled with the ghosts. If one of them is not good, accidental injuries may occur, and even more It cannot be moved lightly.
It was just the Feihong-class battleships, and their sights were quickly set on the ghost clan's skeleton battleship fleet.
At this time, the flying warships and flying kite warships from Nanhuang and Wangyue Cultivation Realm were deployed in full force, but their scale was greatly reduced compared to the original battle at Tianjian Mountain. Previously, Lu Xiaotian seized the flying warships of several sects of the Star-Moon Demon Sect and entered the battlefield as a surprise force, causing heavy losses to the fleet of the Zhanyue Alliance.
The warships of the Mochizuki Immortal Realm have gained the absolute upper hand, and have begun to join the attack on the ground one after another. If it weren't for the appearance of the ghost clan that interrupted the progress of the war, the Zhanyue Alliance would have been almost unable to hold on under the counterattack of the Wangyue Cultivation Realm.
The ghost clan’s bone war boat has continuous masts and has the potential to block out the clouds and the sun. However, the ghost aura forms a defensive shield that even the flying warship cannot easily tear apart. The spiritual cannon was not very effective. With one shot, the shield and the bone war boat were torn apart like paper.
In the sky, there are the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and some other monks who have spiritual birds, as well as a large number of ghost birds, flying warships, and flying kite warships. The fight with the ghost clan's skeleton war boat was so dark that the sun and the moon lost all light.
In the middle and lower airspace, the golden elixir monk and the ghost commander, the foundation-building monk and the ghost prince. The Qi refining monks and ghost soldiers on the ground were full of blood and ghost energy. The entire battlefield, from the sky to the ground, was like a pot of boiling water, churning wildly.
It's just that although the Feihong-class battleships have achieved a certain advantage, the number is too limited to take into account all aspects. The numerical advantage of the ghost clan below is too obvious. It is simply not something that a Phenom-class warship can level.
Have the Ancient Sword Sect and the Qingdan Palace not thought about the difficulties they are currently facing? Lu Xiaotian was surprised, the war had just begun. According to Wen Changyun, Ji Qianshui and other experienced people would not even ignore this point. By the way, Luo Qing doesn't seem to have appeared on the battlefield, and Yuan Hao, who is also in the late stage of Jindan, should have given birth to a baby by now, has also not shown up. The Ancient Sword Sect and Qingdan Palace must have other plans. .
At this moment, a monstrous and ferocious aura of wildness came from the direction of Wangyue City like a strong wind, like mercury pouring down the ground.
The remnant souls of ten monks with powerful auras are like the laws of heaven and earth, more than ten feet tall, rising from the direction of Wangyue City.
They are all old men with frosty white beards and long hair hanging down. Speaking plausibly.
Peach pull, one day the talisman pulls out, it looks like a deer with a long tail. The one with one horn is called the sky deer, and the one with two horns is called to ward off evil spirits. To ward off evil spirits is Pixiu.
The Pixiu in front of you is purple in color, with two horns on its head, a broad nose and a big mouth, and its eyes are like lightning. It is clearly a variant of Pixiu, Soul Pixiu, also known as the ghost-eating beast. It is simply unbelievable that the Ancient Sword Sect and the Qingdan Palace can obtain this kind of ancient beast from ancient times. I don't know how much effort it took to collect such a beast from the ancient times.
It’s just that the ghost-eating beast in front of me is only a cub a few feet in size. It doesn’t have the slightest majesty of the rumored ancient beast spirit Pixiu. It is clearly still in the state of a cub at this time. "No, Soul Pixiu, Soul Sacrifice Technique! Stop them!" The Crocodile Elephant Ghost King single-handedly fought against the two great monks Wen Changyun and Tiancan Xie Zun. It was already quite difficult for him. At this time, he saw the sky rising in the direction of Wangyue City. The vision of Hun Pixiu suddenly turned pale with fright.
Perhaps using the soul sacrifice method to force the soul to a semi-mature state in a short period of time may not be a threat to them, the strong ghost kings, but for the ghosts below the ghost king, it is An unmitigated disaster. If he goes further, even the Ghost King may not be his opponent.
At present, in the battle between high-level monks, the human race is not at a disadvantage. On the contrary, the ghost race originally felt that the low-level monks can also achieve the final victory. Once the low-level monks of the human race are defeated, these Nascent Soul humans in front of them, It has also become a tree without roots. After the introduction, return to the ghost realm and slowly eat away at it.
But once the soul Pixiu appeared in front of him, once it was temporarily ripened using the soul sacrifice technique, even the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King felt a sense of fear for those low-level ghosts.
However, the human race has been cross-nosed for a long time. Only the senior officials of the Ancient Sword Sect and Qingdan Palace knew about this matter. Even Lu Xiaotian and other Nascent Soul monks from other sects did not know about it at all. It can be seen that the Ancient Sword Sect, Qingdan Palace How secretive the Dan Palace is.
After a long time of preparation and such careful planning, how could the ghost clan easily interrupt this soul sacrifice technique.
"Fellow Taoists, you must not let the ghost clan enter Wangyue City. Victory or defeat depends on this!" Ji Qianshui, Xiao Tiannan, Wen Changyun and other great monks shouted at the same time. The phantoms of these ten Nascent Soul cultivators are the wisps of essence left behind by the ancestors of the two major sects when they passed away. They have been kept as offerings within the sects until this critical moment before they were used.
"Kill!" Many Nascent Soul cultivators shouted, fighting inextricably with the ghosts in front of them.
A few more ghosts rushed towards Lu Xiaotian at the same time, but after seeing the changes in Wangyue City, they abandoned Lu Xiaotian and shot towards Wangyue City.
Lu Xiaotian frowned, and the Bat King's magic wings behind him suddenly flapped, chasing after the opponent's back.
Wangyue City, the ten white-haired old men chanted in unison, and the obscure and mysterious Taoist texts merged into one piece. The ten figures turned into a line of gray gas and disappeared into the nostrils of Hun Pai Yao. It disappeared, but the sound of singing still echoed between heaven and earth, full of desolation and sadness.
Outside Wangyue City, within a radius of thousands of miles, there was an army of tens of millions of mortal soldiers, and countless souls left their bodies and flew towards the nostrils of Hun Pai Yao.
During the pursuit, Lu Xiaotian was horrified. The soul sacrifice technique actually required the souls of these mortals to be sacrificed! These are tens of millions of mortal secular warriors! Lu Xiaotian used his spiritual eye technique and looked around. The army of secular mortals who had been fighting against skeletons without rank before now lost their souls and fell down one after another without any recruitment!
The cost of using this soul sacrifice technique is so tragic! Even a resolute person like Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but be touched in his heart when he saw so many mortals being sacrificed.
(End of this chapter)