A blood-colored banner floated high in the air, and a large amount of ghost Qi was constantly overflowing from it. Mournful ghost cries could be heard, as if tens of thousands of ghosts were wailing at the same time. Something was breaking out of the banner. The bright moon was originally in the sky, but now it was covered with dark clouds, and chilly winds were blowing everywhere.
The Ghost Qi in the surroundings was so thick that it was hard to see clearly. A huge and ferocious black shadow appeared in front of them. It was hard to see what it looked like, but it was surrounded by Ghost Qi that was so thick that it was about to materialize.
Yi Qing's heart tightened. He had long seen that the Soul Devouring Gonfalon was about to produce a Ghost King, so he was in a hurry to send it to the Blackheaven Sect. He did not expect it to happen at this time. The Yin Qi released by the demonic cultivator must have accelerated its growth.
The Ghost King could only be controlled by the person who raised the banner. That Devil Cultivator had died from the backlash. In other words, this was a masterless ghost king that only knew how to kill!
"The Ghost King has come into being. Leave this place!" Yi Qing turned around and reminded loudly. Even Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't destroy the Ghost King, let alone them.
But it was already too late. The other party had already solidified into a physical form. In the next instant, a ghostly cry pierced through the air. That voice was shrill and ear-piercing, and it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female. It was clearly only one voice, but it was as if thousands of ghosts were wailing at the same time, directly exploding in his mind. A gust of chilly wind swept through the surrounding area, causing even the ground to tremble.
Yi Qing felt his Qi and blood surging. His feet sank, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Even his Golden Core seemed to be on the verge of exploding. As for the cultivator surnamed Lu, he was already lying on the ground from the impact of the roar.
Yi Qing desperately mobilized his Spirit Qi to resist and just set up a defensive enchantment. Another ghostly cry rang out. He spat out another mouthful of blood and knelt down. The enchantment shattered, and his body felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds. Under the pressure of the Ghost King, he could no longer move.
What should he do? In front of the Ghost King, anyone below the Deity Transformation stage was completely powerless. The next attack would probably be …
The other party had already opened his bloody mouth, and the next wave of screams was about to be heard. Yi Qing gritted his teeth and gripped his sword tightly. He had no choice but to fight.
Suddenly …
"So noisy!"
A familiar female voice rang out first, and it was filled with a rage that seemed to have gone berserk. In an instant, the Ghost King's roar was suppressed.
The crowd fell silent.
This voice … Master!
(⊙_⊙)
A certain someone, who had been snoring with his head down, had already raised his head to glare at the gigantic ghostly figure in front of him. He was currently speaking in a loud voice, enunciating each word clearly. "Shut, up!"
The Ghost King paused for a moment, and then seemed to be angered. Then, it let out an even louder roar, and at the same time, four black claws shot out from the black shadow. They extended infinitely and were extremely fast. Like lightning, they shot toward the only person standing in the field.
Yi Qing panicked. He wanted to go over but he could not move. "Master, Little-"
Before he could finish his warning, he saw Shen Ying gently raise her hand and the menacing ghost claw instantly stopped in front of her chest.
Caught … caught him?!
(⊙o⊙)
The Ghost King roared again. Its entire body moved a little impatiently, as if it wanted to pull its claws out. However, after trying for a long time, the other party's claws did not move at all.
Shen Ying raised her head and looked straight at the huge ghostly figure. Her eyes narrowed slightly, as if something terrifying was being emitted from her body.
Murderous aura! What a thick killing intent! Yi Qing couldn't help but shiver. Why did he suddenly feel that Master looked … a little scary?!
Roar …
The Ghost King became even more agitated and roared anxiously again.
However, Shen Ying's eyes narrowed even more. There was a faint sound of something collapsing in the air. She said word by word, "What are you roaring for? Don't you know that there's. Someone. Sleeping!"
She suddenly raised the hand that was grabbing the claws, and the huge ghostly figure that was as huge as a mountain was instantly lifted more than a hundred feet off the ground. Then, she directly fell down, and the ground shook as she smashed into the ground with a bang. Then, she raised it again and smashed it down again and again …
For a moment, the entire forest was filled with the sound of an earthquake crashing onto the ground and her angry questions. "Don't you know that she's sleeping, don't you know, don't you know …"
Yi Qing: "…"
Cultivator Lu: "…"
Σ (° △ ° | | |)
Cultivator Lu trembled violently. So … so scary! She could actually use the Ghost King as a hammer. Was such a person really just a cultivator?
Yi Qing was stunned. He suddenly understood what the Rabbit Monarch had said to him that day when they were repairing the house. "Don't ever disturb her sleep! Otherwise, the consequences will be dire. "Now he knew. Hmm … it was really dire.
Initially, he thought that there must be some other reason for the rabbit demons to say that his master had annihilated the nine demon kings alone. On top of that, he did not acknowledge Zhang Xuan as his master because of his high cultivation. Thus, he had never asked Zhang Xuan what realm he was at. But he didn't expect that his master was actually … actually so powerful!
As expected of his master, he had indeed chosen the right master!
O (≧ v ́) o ~ ~
"Dao Lord Yi, your master …" Cultivator Lu, who had moved to Yi Qing's side, was just about to ask when he realized that Yi Qing was looking at the people in front of him with shining eyes. Huh? What's with the excitement, joy, and worship in your eyes, as if you can't control your desire to show off to the world? Just what kind of bodyguards did he find?
Shen Ying's one-sided beating went on for a full half an hour. The powerful Ghost King was completely unable to resist. The original sound attack also changed from the initial: Howl … to roar … to meow … and finally, there was only moaning …
With every smash, the Ghost Qi on the Ghost King's body dissipated a little, and its body also became thinner. The originally mountain-like ghost shadow had now shrunk to a third of its original size. The previously deafening ghost cries were now just sounds of air.
"That, Dao …" Even Cultivator Lu could not bear to plead for mercy.
"F * ck!" Shen Ying turned her head abruptly, her murderous aura overflowing …
"No … nothing, please continue!" He silently swallowed his words. Yes, he did not see anything.
Shen Ying then turned back and continued to smash and smash! Each smash was louder than the one before.
For no reason, Yi Qing suddenly remembered that the night he was schemed against by Rui Mi, Master seemed to have used the same move. The only difference was that one was throwing left and right, while the other was smashing up and down. Could it be that Master … only knew this move?
No, no, no. Yi Qing immediately shook off this ridiculous thought. Master was so powerful, how could she only know this kind of childish fighting move? Impossible!
An hour later …
The Ghost King was completely unable to make a sound. Shen Ying finally stopped this one-sided beating, because … she had fallen asleep again.
-_-|||
Seeing that the other party was indeed not moving, the Ghost King, which had already shrunk to half its original size, instantly turned into a gust of black Qi and burrowed back into the Soul Devouring Gonfalon. It even moved a little to conceal the broken seal array on the gonfalon, as if desperately trying to hide itself behind the runes. The whole gonfalon was trembling!
Yi Qing: "…"
Cultivator Lu: "…"
— — — —
By the time Shen Ying woke up, it was already the morning of the next day. She stretched lazily out of habit. When she opened her eyes, she saw two pairs of eyes staring straight at her. The only difference was that one pair was passionate, the other … scared?
"Uh, good morning!" She was startled and greeted him out of reflex.
"Good morning, Master." After a while, Yi Qing replied. He glanced at her hesitantly. "You're … awake?"
"Yes." Shen Ying nodded and rubbed her shoulders. She casually asked, "Oh yes, how exactly did I fall asleep last night? When I woke up, my back ached as if I had fought. "
The two of them: "…" Didn't they just fight?
"Master, have you … forgotten?" Yi Qing asked tentatively.
"Why are you looking at me like that? What's wrong? "Shen Ying frowned. Why did they look like they were constipated? "Did something happen last night?"
The two of them exchanged glances and answered resolutely in unison.
"No!"
"No!"
"Oh." Shen Ying did not mind. She shook her especially sore left hand, only to find that most of the bamboo forest around her had fallen. There were bare branches and few leaves. Was there a strong wind yesterday? It was so strong. She took two steps forward and saw a huge pit in front of her, as if it had been smashed by something. Hmm … the scenery here is really interesting!
"Oh yes, you … how far is your house?" She turned back to look at the cultivator surnamed Lu.
Cultivator Lu shivered and instinctively hid behind Yi Qing. "No … not far. The bamboo forest is just ahead. We'll be there in less than a quarter of an hour."
"Alright!" She turned to Yi Qing. "Chef … Disciple … Er, what's your name again?"
"Master, I'm Yi Qing."
"Oh, Yi Qing. Let's hurry and send him back. "
"Yes! Master. "
Yi Qing immediately followed. He picked up a bell from the ground and handed it to Cultivator Lu.
"That … Qing, after sending him back, we should have enough for our travel expenses, right?"
"Yes, Master."
"Do you think that whatever sect is hospitable?"
"Master is from the Blackheaven Sect. They are a big immortal cultivation sect with many disciples. As for whether they are hospitable, I don't know. "
"Then do you think … they will keep us for a meal?"
"Huh? Ah! "
"I'm so hungry."
"…"
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