Chapter 172 Iron Plate

The tip of his index finger pierced through the mirror, causing ripples on the smooth surface. Angry translucent faces flew out of the mirror, and a layer of light gray mist spread out, covering the entire inn in the blink of an eye.

The biggest effect of the Ghost Mirror is mirror projection. Within the coverage of the mirror, the ghosts can shuttle out of the mirror and then disappear back into thin air.

Wu Tiande, who controls the mirror, can also use this power.

Changing positions and switching between reality and illusion.

"It will take another two hours for the carriage from the inner city of Blackrock City to arrive. This is enough time for us to solve the problem."

Wu Tiande sensed the condition of the mirror and reached out his hand to fish inside the mirror again.

This time, after the hand went deep into the mirror, it turned into a transparent palm like the wronged ghost.

The scene in the mirror also turned into the scene in the training room next door.

Chen Luo sat cross-legged in the room, his external brain was highly active. After entering Black Stone City, he had to prepare for the transformation of his cultivation method. He was now mainly practicing the "Heart Demon Technique", supplemented by the cultivation methods of the demon cultivator Xianhe Chengfeng and the evil cultivator Bai Su's senior sister.

These all require time to integrate. When he was breaking through and building his foundation before, he asked the mummy's brain to help him organize the breakthrough and forge a perfect foundation. Now that he has some free time, he naturally uses the mummy's brain again to organize the way forward.

Candlelight flickered in the room.

The pet bird by the wall looked at him curiously. The pets that could be placed in the training room of a foundation-building cultivator were all domesticated and had very good tempers, so as to avoid provoking some foundation-building cultivators with strange tempers.

'There are enemies.'

'Witchcraft and demonic magic.'

Suddenly, several pieces of information emerged in Chen Luo's mind, and the brain of the Jindan cultivator and several powerful foundation-building brains in his previous life all gave feedback.

Buzz!!

A pale white transparent ghost hand appeared above the training room and grabbed him from the back of his head.

Chen Luo turned around suddenly, and his spiritual power condensed in the palm of his hand, causing his arm to change color and transform into a similar translucent palm, which he pinched.

There was a sound of "click".

The translucent arm was directly broken into two by him. After a shrill scream, a distorted translucent face was torn into powder.

Restraining his breath, Chen Luo stood up from the bed and walked to the place where the evil arm had just appeared.

'Ghost cultivator.'

The brain in the Jindan stage gave a feedback.

Chen Luo squatted down and picked up a diamond-shaped lens the size of a fingernail from the broken part of the translucent arm. Chen Luo sensed it with his hand and found that this aura was very similar to the woman he met in the Yinsha Forest before, but it was obviously much weaker.

"Ghost cultivator?"

Chen Luo frowned slightly.

He didn't know how this thing would target him, but it didn't matter. The enemy had come to his door, so he naturally had no intention of going over and engaging in verbal battles.

"It is impolite not to return the favor."

Chen Luo pinched the diamond-shaped lens, and a wisp of black mist appeared in the palm of his hand. He squeezed it lightly, and the black gas seemed to come alive and rushed into the lens.

During this five-year retreat, I learned some evil curse techniques, which I used for practice.

Another training room.

The translucent arm swept past and directly swept the lone foundation-building practitioner who was in seclusion below away. He spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled twice on the ground, and then became motionless.

"I have killed the first one, and the second one seems to be..."

Wu Tiande stared at the mirror and found that the contents inside were distorted. His ghost mirror could not even display the scene in one of the rooms.

"What about the second one?"

Yue Qingping and Lin Feng looked over.

"Watch out this guy!!"

Before Wu Tiande finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed. The next moment, a thick black gas emerged from the mirror and rushed into his nose.

"ah!!!"

Wu Tiande screamed, and flew out with a bang, hitting the roof, and then fell down again, with blood gushing out of his ears, nose, mouth and eyes.

"Curse the evil magic!"

Lin Feng stood up at once, and Yue Qingping beside him also had a serious look on his face. The evil cultivators who practiced curses were the most difficult to deal with. Once targeted by such a person, you would not be able to eat or sleep peacefully, and you would be cursed if you were not careful.

"It is the monk who was in the first carriage."

"This person is actually a curse cultivator. With such a powerful spiritual power and such a skilled curse technique, we seem to be in big trouble."

As he was speaking, Lin Feng's expression suddenly changed.

He grabbed Yue Qingping who was beside him and dodged to the side. At the same time, he raised his hand and a blood-red evil spirit flew out from his palm.

This is the evil soul he refined, which can withstand an attack from an ordinary foundation-building cultivator.

The blood-red evil spirit rushed out of the door, but was silent the next second.

boom!

With a loud bang, the door of the training room exploded. A black figure rushed in from outside, surrounded by a fierce and murderous aura, and rushed in like a wild beast.

Wu Tiande, who had already been hit by the backlash of the evil magic and had not yet recovered, was strangled by this person on the spot.

There was only a "click" sound, and he died on the spot.

The powerful physical cultivator Wu Tiande was like a brittle bamboo shoot in front of this person, and his neck was broken so cleanly.

Physical training?

Isn't he an evil monk?

Lin Feng and Yue Qingping's expressions changed at the same time.

Wu Tiande was not an unknown person. Among the casual foundation-building cultivators in Black Stone City, Wu Tiande was notorious. He was most famous for his bloody body-refining technique, which claimed that he could catch a second-level magic weapon with his bare hands. They had carefully selected such a powerful helper, and now he was crushed to death like a chicken. How could they not be shocked?

After squeezing Wu Tiande to death, the man brutally twisted Wu Tiande's head off with one hand.

Then a small flame flew out from the other person's palm.

As soon as the flame left the palm, it quickly changed color, and then exploded with a bang, and the hot air wave swept the entire training room. Yue Qingping, who was closest to him, had no idea that this extremely brutal physical cultivator the previous second would become a magic cultivator the next second.

She had taken out the magic weapon to deal with the physical cultivators, but before she could put it back, she was engulfed in the flames. The scorching flames burned half of her body, and the violent magic power penetrated into her body along the meridians, destroying all her resistance.

No match at all.

The flames spread and ignited everything in the training room. The fake spring water was evaporated by the flames and turned into steam, which made the temperature in the room even higher. The feathers of the pet bird by the wall burned and fell to the ground, emitting an enticing meaty aroma.

"Brother, save me!"

Yue Qingping's face was filled with fear, as if she had returned to the days when her clan was exterminated by the Demon Sect. She had thought that after building her foundation, she would never encounter such an experience again. But now it seems that the waters of the immortal cultivation world are too deep, and building a foundation is far from enough.

She couldn't understand how a simple test could have led her to provoke such a madman, who used a killing move right from the start and left her no chance of survival.

Temptation!

Do you understand the test?

"Walk!"

At the critical moment, Lin Feng grabbed Yue Qingping's clothes, and a brown soul flag appeared in his hand.

He waved his hand, and eight gray-brown evil spirits flew out from the soul flag, sweeping away the surrounding flames. At the same time, he grabbed Yue Qingping and rushed out without stopping.

Want to run?

Can you still let the brain slip away after you get it?

Chen Luo rushed out immediately after. Since they had already started, they naturally had to root out the evil. The three of them went up the mountain together, and they had to go down the mountain together. The most important thing for a family is to be in good order.

Outside the house, Lin Feng casually threw Yue Qingping aside and unfolded his soul flag.

The evil spirit swept through the entire cave. The area that was previously blocked by the Mirror of Evil Spirits had now completely turned gray-brown, and eight wandering evil spirits were circling around him.

"Brother, kill him! You must kill him!! I want to refine his soul and make him my soul puppet."

Yue Qingping, who had escaped death, roared angrily. Half of her body was burned and her spiritual power was in chaos. It would take at least fifty years to recover from such a serious injury. Fifty years was enough to ruin the path of a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

Lin Feng's face was cold and he ignored Yue Qingping behind him.

Now he has come to his senses, and with his soul flag unfurled, the aura of a mid-stage foundation building expert is fully unleashed. He was caught off guard by Chen Luo's strange tricks just now, and now that he has distanced himself, his advantage as a magic cultivator can be demonstrated. With the soul flag in hand, he is not afraid of any enemy of the same level, not to mention that Chen Luo is only in the early stage of foundation building, one level lower than him.

Along with the erosion of the Soul Banner, all the aura in the cave was swept over.

Buzz!

As soon as Chen Luo rushed out, he saw a demon soul rushing towards him. Without thinking, he raised his hand and punched. The power of the Iron Body Skill burst out a circular wave of air, and with one punch, he smashed the flying demon soul into pieces.

But the next second, the evil spirit that had just been killed came back to life again.

As long as the soul flag is immortal, the evil soul will never die!

This is Lin Feng's biggest trump card, and also the most powerful magical power of his master, the Yinyin Ghost Ancestor. In order to obtain this magical power, he spent a lot of effort to refine his master into the Soul Banner.

Now the main soul of the soul flag in his hand is his master, the Yin Gui Ancestor.

Chen Luo, who had smashed a demon soul to death, suddenly changed his expression and looked at the soul flag in Lin Feng's hand.

Three evil spirits surrounded them again. These evil spirits were like wandering souls, with ferocious faces and dragging their bodies that were more than three meters long. They roared and screamed while flying, hurting people's souls.

bite!!

Just as Chen Luo took a step, he saw a translucent evil spirit crawling out from the stone. Its sharp claws scratched his back, and there was a sound of metal clashing.

"Vestments?"

Lin Feng's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that this guy would be so difficult to deal with. Not only could he practice physical cultivation, but he was also wearing a robe. How afraid of death is he?

Chen Luo was not idle either, and he once again crushed three evil spirits to death. However, once these evil spirits died here, they were soon reborn at the soul flag.

"Go kill people and replenish your soul power."

Looking at the consumption of the Soul Flag, Lin Feng's face was gloomy. He saw his figure retreating rapidly, keeping a fixed distance from Chen Luo. The power of the Soul Flag in his hand expanded again, and two of the evil spirits turned around and rushed out of the cave.

The movement inside had long been noticed by the Qi-refining cultivators outside.

Seeing the evil spirit flying out, the group of Qi Refining Realm monks who were hiding outside from the ice and snow fled in all directions, like birds and beasts, desperately consuming their spiritual energy to fly down the mountain.

It is the fastest way to go down the mountain and also saves spiritual energy.

However, their speed was still too slow compared to that of the evil spirits. After one sweep, most of them died on the spot.

“I’m not willing to accept this.”

The late Qi Refining cultivator who wanted to become a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Master at the cave entrance was pierced through the chest by a wandering evil spirit, and his body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. He never thought that his ambition would end before it even began, and he died inexplicably in the aftermath of the battle between the Foundation Establishment Masters.

Those foundation-building monks didn't even know the aftermath of their fight and killed someone like him.

The body fell to the ground and quickly merged with the ice and snow, and there was no movement anymore.

Not only this person, but almost all of the other twenty or so Qi Refining cultivators were swept away. In front of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, the Qi Refining cultivators were like ants and could be killed at will.

(End of this chapter)