Chapter 568 Fierce Fight
Hu Nuan couldn't bear to part with it: "My mother is cultivating, and if she interrupts the retreat, she will become possessed."
Kissing her speechlessly: "She is cultivating ghosts, and becoming possessed will be even more powerful. Take us out.”
Hu Nuan still couldn’t bear to take action.
Xuan Yao looked at Gou Qi defensively: "Sister, who is she?"
Hu Nuan: "Our aunt."
Xuan Yao: Oh, aunt, having an aunt after having both uncles is nothing.
Gou Qi waved the soul-locking chain and whipped it back and forth. The Rakshasa ghosts were hit by the soul-locking chain and retreated step by step. The pain was unbearable and they kept wailing.
Others were jealous because their weapons had no such effect even though they fell on the Rakshasa ghost.
Gouqi: "If your mother doesn't wake up, we will be buried alive by ghosts."
Hu Nuan gritted her teeth: "I'll go."
Putting Hu Qing down, she flew out of the barrier, pulled out the demon sword, and slashed with great force.
The lush red-haired head of the Rakshasa ghost caught the demon knife and did not suffer any damage. He raised his eyes with an ugly smile and grabbed her head with his big hands.
"Hu Nuan, be careful!"
Han Li knocked away a Rakshasa ghost, stepped on the back of another Rakshasa ghost and shot with his sword.
Hu Nuan refused to dodge, his body was covered with golden light, and the Rakshasa ghost's big claws were touched by the golden light and melted away quickly like fire burning residual snow.
The Rakshasa ghost screamed miserably, as if it had fallen into a frying pan.
Pfft, the tip of the sword pierced the Rakshasa ghost's hard body, as if it were piercing ordinary flesh and blood.
Han Li was stunned, this is impossible.
The huge body of the Rakshasa ghost melted quickly, leaving only a pool of poisonous water on the ground.
Hu Nuan looked at Han Li calmly.
At this glance, Han Li saw Buddhist compassion.
Let me go, Buddha’s light? !
What kind of twist is this? This, this, this -
Hu Qing opened her eyes, and she was so overwhelmed by the vast ghost energy and yin power in the world that her hundred thousand pores trembled. She was feeling extremely comfortable when suddenly something bothered her. Like a lump in the throat, like sitting on pins and needles, like a awn on the back.
So, she opened her eyes, saw, and saw her terrible daughter radiating a terrible light.
Rising in anger, he flew down and kicked Hu Nuan back to the barrier with his own aperture.
Paji, Hu Nuan lay on the ground, and the Buddha's light was extinguished.
Han Li opened his mouth: "What's going on?"
He looked at Hu Qing and was shocked when he saw the other person's face, and said in a top-notch tone: "What's going on with you?" ?”
What's going on?
Hu Qing pushed him and kicked the attacking Rakshasa ghost: "Kill--"
Hearing this familiar voice, people in the battle all looked over. Seeing Hu Qing's face, They were all startled: "What's wrong with you?"
Hu Qing touched his face: "What's wrong with me?"
The chains were clattering into a net, trapping several Rakshasa ghosts. , leaving them butting heads down there. Gouqi fell over and said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense. More and more ghosts are coming, and they can't survive on their own."
Staring at Hu Qing's face: "Ghost King Pattern? It doesn't look like it. No matter what it is, you should get to work."
Hu Qing: "Protect me a little."< br>
The soul-locking chain came out, and the hook and kiss firmly smoothed it out within a circle, not allowing any ghosts to come in.
Hu Qing faced the blood moon and took a deep breath. The next second, his body moved together, taking strange steps and assuming various weird postures. He kneaded his hands and recited the incantation silently. To put it simply, It's like dancing to the Great God, and the one dancing is the Evil God.
Gradually, changes appeared in the air, and wisps of red condensed and formed, falling on Hu Qing's body. They were the moonlight of the blood moon. There are more and more strands of moonlight, flying down faster and faster, layer after layer falling around Hu Qing's body, as if they are weaving something, and seeming to be giving birth to something.
The light of the blood moon is attracted, and it shines more and more intensely here. The Rakshasa ghost shrouded in the moonlight seems to be enhanced. The ghost screams and howls, and its combat power is doubled. Even if the weapon cuts on the body, it will be painless and move forward endlessly.
This is a hard time for everyone. The ghosts and blood moons already greatly suppressed their spiritual power, making it extremely difficult for them to attack and defend. Coupled with the size suppression of the Rakshasa Ghost, they have been forced to enter the barrier to catch their breath from time to time. What's even more frightening is that the unstoppable resentment floating throughout the city has intensified under the stimulation of the blood moon!
Viciousness is not a physical poison. It is useless to swallow elixirs, open spiritual shields and hold your breath. This is a kind of poison that acts on the soul and will. As long as people are alive in this space, they are inevitably poisoned. They had time to eliminate them before, but now they can't. They already felt dizzy and their movements slowed down unconsciously.
The fourth-level players were okay, but the third-level team members fell into danger one after another. Fortunately, their companions rescued them in time.
Even worse than the third-level team member was Tang Yuzi. The poor child was useless even huddled in the barrier. He was lying on the ground with dull eyes - the barrier could not isolate the resentment
Hu Nuan had just gone out to help Xuan Yao and retreated. When he came in and saw Tang Yuzi's miserable state, he immediately used Buddha's light to rescue him and put Buddhist beads around his neck.
Tang Yuzi regretted deeply: "I should cultivate Buddhism well."
"That's not necessary." Hu Nuan sympathized: "You all have no Buddhist roots, you can't cultivate like me."
“.”
"Go and bring them all back. We can't defeat them." Hu Nuan looked up at the sky solemnly.
The blood moon will not retreat, and the ghosts will only get stronger and stronger.
In the final analysis, they are too weak.
She moved her eyes in another direction, where the boss and the Ghost Emperor were fighting fiercely.
Tang Yuzi also looked at it and said, "My boss is really here to stop the Ghost Emperor."
Hu Nuan said: "I don't know whether he is an enemy or a friend. However, he doesn't care about us. Right now, we have to stay alive and find a chance to escape while we are alive."
She sat cross-legged and took out a string of wooden fish beads: "Go ahead and get them in."
Tang Yuzi first looked for Xuan Yao, and Xuan Yao looked back: "Okay, I'll cut off the queen."
He is a demon, and demons are Yin, so they are more adaptable than humans in this environment. Moreover, his body is void, so he can deflect those attacks that fall on him.
Tang Yuzi turned to the others. At this time, those with high cultivation are far away from the barrier, and those with low cultivation and low physical strength are close to the barrier. He just needs to connect from near to far and back. The first one is-Kyoji.
After all, he only recovered from his serious injury. Even though he held a high-level immortal weapon in his hand, he was still panting and embarrassed. One of the two Rakshasa ghosts raised their feet and the other bowed and punched. In his mind, he felt that he had moved but his body was not moving. He was about to be caught by the big feet and giant fists, and he was suddenly carried and ran into the barrier.
Kingji blinked slowly, and his body became warm. Before he could say thank you, there was a scream from outside.
It’s Han San.
Seeing that Jingzhi was in danger just now, the three guards rushed to support him. Han San was careless and was grabbed by the shoulder by a Rakshasa ghost and tore off a large piece of flesh.
Han San is a ruthless person. He knew that the nails of the Rakshasa ghost were poisonous. When he felt the corrosion and pain of the wound, he immediately cut off his entire arm and a piece of his shoulder.
Tang Yuzi immediately rushed to take him back, and Jingji took out the elixir and fed it to him.
Han San gritted his teeth: "Your Highness, my body can still be used. When everyone breaks out, throw me out to lure away those Rakshasa ghosts."
He has no fighting power. He's a burden. It's better to throw him out and blow himself up to take away a few ghosts.