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第三百七十三章 生裂鬼蛟

"Ah!"

The惨叫声不断传入耳中。与乌合之众不同,这些阴魂鬼物训练有素,数量也多了一倍,这场仗几乎不用打,高下立判。

尤其是那几头鬼蛟更加凶恶,每一口阴气喷出,总有倒霉的修士被轰得粉身碎骨。

形势堪忧!

Lin Xuan used his spirit sense to scan the surroundings, and the scene immediately appeared in his mind.

His figure flashed, and he arrived beside one of the ghostly serpents. The monster reacted quickly, swishing its tail to form a huge black shadow that descended upon him.

"Die!"

The young man showed no fear in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and slapped at the air, revealing an enormous, seven-to-eight丈-long monstrous hand before him.

He easily grasped the serpent's tail. The ghostly serpent was unwilling to be bound and turned its head, opening its mouth wide to release a massive black column of negative energy.

The two were only dozens of丈 apart, so the attack could arrive in an instant. A condensation core stage cultivator might have been able to block it, but they would certainly struggle.

However, Lin Xuan was different. He did not move at all, yet he floated several丈 away in an instant as the black column passed by him.

This speed of movement, though not as swift as the legendary teleportation, was still incredible. It was a secret technique from the Nine Heavens Profound Art. With a gesture of his hands, another monstrous hand, also several丈 long, appeared and gripped the ghostly serpent's neck.

Together with the hand that had grabbed the tail, it exerted force, producing an ear-piercing sound as the ghostly serpent was torn into two pieces by its own screams.

A condensation core stage cultivator defeating a ghostly serpent wasn't surprising, but this brutal method stunned both sides of the battle. Human cultivators and the ghostly creatures alike were left speechless, pausing their actions.

Lin Xuan did not hesitate to take advantage. With a wave of his sleeves, several sword qi shot out, piercing through several ghostly devils. The cries of agony turned into a cloud of greenish smoke as these souls from the Netherworld vanished.

This caused the surrounding ghosts to stir, showing fear and slowly retreating.

"Thank you for your assistance."

A clear voice entered his ears. Lin Xuan turned around to see Chu Zhou, the one controlling the array. Unlike the other scattered cultivators, Chu Family disciples had默契配合. They formed a small sword formation and fought with the ghostly devils all day without taking any losses, even killing two of them.

"It's too late for pleasantries," Lin Xuan glanced at him. "Chu Zhou, gather your fellow daoists and temporarily withdraw three li to resist."

"Three li?" Chu Zhou showed a hint of surprise on his face.

"Yes, although the main array was breached by the enemy, there are countless smaller restrictions in this Yan Chou Valley. The enemy is strong, so we cannot engage them head-on. We just need to buy time and rely on these restrictions for a mobile defense. But be careful when retreating; you must control your movements precisely or else it will turn into a rout," Lin Xuan instructed earnestly.

"Rest assured, Master, I have the situation under control. I won't mess this up." Chu Zhou bowed and promised with confidence.

"That's good." Lin Xuan nodded but said no more. The Chu Family was indeed the top cultivation family in Youzhou; even a Foundation Establishment stage disciple like him could handle such situations calmly. No wonder they were so prosperous, as even famous sects rarely produced such talents.

Time was precious, and after giving his instructions, Lin Xuan vanished without delay. He flashed to another ghostly serpent.

Compared to the ghosts, these monsters caused more harm, and he would deal with them first.

However, mid-flight, Lin Xuan suddenly raised his brows and descended his遁光without warning. At the same time, a red-colored ancient shield flew out from his finger, blocking above him.

Almost simultaneously, a thick black lightning bolt struck down. The red light flashed as it was intercepted by the ancient shield.

Lin Xuan turned his head, but there was nothing within a hundred丈 around. After witnessing his powerful strike on the ghostly serpent, the other ghosts had already scattered like birds and beasts.

"How dare you attack stealthily when you won't show yourself?" Lin Xuan turned to look at the left side, his gaze cold.

"Eh!" A slightly hoarse voice sounded, then thick ghostly mists spread out, soon enveloping a large area around them.

Lin Xuan frowned but did not move to attack.

"How did you detect me? My concealment technique is so subtle that even a condensation core late-stage cultivator's spirit sense cannot penetrate it," the center of the mist revealed a tall black figure. Lin Xuan focused his gaze and saw one of the three great ghost kings, with greenish teeth and wild hair.

"Condensation core late-stage? You are too arrogant. In my view, this is just petty trickery." A look of disdain appeared on Lin Xuan's face.

"A big-headed brat! I do not kill nameless beings. Which sect or school are you from? Tell me your name."

"I am Li Yaotian of the Fire Spirit Gate. What about you?"

"Li Yaotian? Unheard of, never heard of." The ghost king's fierce expression showed surprise. This young man first quickly eliminated the阴煞skeleton and then tore open a ghostly serpent alive. His power far exceeded that of ordinary condensation core stage cultivators, which is why he was personally handling this situation. He originally thought the other party had such formidable powers because they were someone of great renown in the cultivation world but was surprised to find out otherwise.

However, he did not hesitate and said with a snarl: "I am the Ghost Emperor's disciple, Xuanzhen Ghost King."

In the Netherworld realm, these powerful ghostly entities all had their own titles, just like human names. And this Xuanzhen Ghost King was of great importance; he was personally taught by the Ghost Emperor and possessed far more powers than ordinary ghostly creatures of the same rank.

Seeing Lin Xuan's formidable abilities, that was why he was handling it himself.

"Boy, you are unlucky to meet me."

"If we're going to fight, let's just get on with it," Lin Xuan did not want to linger here. The situation was unfavorable for the cultivators, and someone had to take charge. With this thought, he took a deep breath and opened his mouth, spraying out a red-colored bead.

Suddenly, flames burst forth from its surface, transforming into a face-sized fireball with a long tail flame that flew towards him.

Xuanzhen Ghost King's expression changed; he did not expect the other party to attack first. He raised his fist as big as a vinegar jar and slammed it onto his chest. From the ghost king's forehead, another bead the size of a dragon eye shot out.

However, this bead was black with eerie ghostly flames burning on its surface, hurtling towards Lin Xuan at high speed.

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