Chapter 390 Baili Xuanjing
"Hmph, little brat, don't be so arrogant!" He flipped his hands and waved them in the air, and a hand seal slowly formed. "It's just divine power. Do you think you are the only one who possesses it?"
Powerful force emerged from the seal, and mixed in his spiritual power were strands of silk threads that looked like real things. Those threads were the divine power formed by the spell.
"Little kid, I was originally concerned about your mother and didn't want you to die in such a miserable way, but you don't know what's good for you. Since you refuse to go back to Qingshui Pavilion with me, I'll kill you and take you back, it will be the same."
Hearing this, Ling Changge raised the corners of his lips slightly. "You want to take me back to Qingshui Pavilion? It's not impossible, but if I go to Qingshui Pavilion, I will take over the position of Pavilion Master on behalf of my mother."
Hearing her say this, murderous intent flashed in Daosheng Saint's eyes: "Since you don't know how to appreciate my kindness, don't blame me for being merciless." He moved his mind, and the seal in the air burst out with a ray of light, heading towards Ling Changge's eyebrows.
If you are hit by this spiritual power, your soul will be shattered.
Ling Changge looked at the seal, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "You are a real grandson to show off your sword in front of me. It's just a mere spell." Ling Changge stretched out her hands, and slowly moved them in the air like a saint.
In the gradually enlarging pupils of Saint Daosheng, a golden spell appeared in mid-air.
“This…this is…”
"Let me show you what the real Brahma Mantra is. What you're using is just a pirated version."
The golden spell emits a faint light, and just hanging there, it gives people a feeling of worship.
"Go!" Ling Changge finished speaking, and in the blink of an eye, the spell shot straight into the sky like fireworks.
"boom!"
After a loud bang, brilliant lights filled the sky like meteors falling from the sky. Each beam of light carried extremely strong divine power, and the attack of Saint Daosheng disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Countless rays of light headed towards Saint Daosheng.
He used up all his spiritual power to erect an extremely solid spiritual shield in front of him, but the spiritual shield was like a piece of white paper in front of the divine power and was directly beaten into a sieve.
When Saint Daosheng saw this, he thought to himself that something was wrong. Without caring about anything else, he just drew a spell with his hands in front of him. The next moment, a pitch-black door appeared in front of him.
Just as he was about to get in, his body was entangled by divine power and thrown heavily to the ground.
"Want to run? Dream on!" The spiritual power wrapped around his neck, strangling his face until it turned purple. "Tell me, where is my mother?"
"In... in the hands of the Ghost King."
"Ghost King?" Ling Changge frowned. "Doesn't the Ghost Clan only have one clan leader? Where did another Ghost King come from?"
"The Ghost King has existed for tens of thousands of years, but he's been dormant ever since." Daosheng Sage lay exhausted on the ground. "The Ghost King possesses boundless divine power. He can, can repair your mother's soul."
"Restore my mother's soul? How?"
"Refine other people's souls to repair them." Saint Daosheng looked at her, a strange look in his eyes: "It will be soon. It won't be long before you see your mother who has become a ghost. Since I hate ghosts so much, I want to see how you will face her!"
Ling Changge narrowed his eyes slightly. The force on his neck became tighter and tighter, and the eyes of the Taoist Saint began to bulge outwards.
But the strange smile on his face still remained.
"What I... can't get, none of you... can get it!" As soon as Saint Daosheng finished speaking, his body suddenly turned into a ball of blood mist, and he actually exploded.
Ling Changge's lips curled slightly, and he said quietly, "So what if you self-destructed? Do you think your soul can escape?"
Xiaoyou snapped his fingers, and a disheveled figure fell from mid-air.
"You think you can break my barrier with the power of self-destruction? You think too highly of yourself." Xiao You sneered, "Even if ten of you were tied together, they wouldn't be my match."
At this point, only a wisp of Daosheng Saint remained, his fierce gaze fixed on Ling Changge. "Who are you?" He glanced at Xiaoyou with fear. Who was he? He possessed no human strength. Was he a divine beast? But he lacked the power of a divine beast. What on earth was he?
"Do you want to die?" Ling Changge's voice came, and Daosheng Saint looked at her: "What do you want to say?"
"Take me to my mother, and I can give you a chance to live."
"Ha." Sage Daosheng sneered, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old? How could you possibly want to give me a way out?"
"You only have one chance. It depends on whether you want it or not." Ling Changge was not in a hurry. He just looked at him calmly.
After a while, Saint Daosheng whispered, "Will you really let me go?"
"Then it depends on your performance."
"What do you want?"
"Take me to my mother."
Upon hearing this, Saint Daosheng frowned and said in a deep voice, "Your mother is now in the ghost clan, and even I cannot enter or leave casually."
"Really?" Ling Changge said with a smile, "I heard that you were plotting something with a ghost just now."
Saint Daosheng gritted his teeth and glared at Zhou Hao.
"Just tell me whether you agree or not." At this time, powerful power had gathered in Ling Changge's palm. As long as she wanted, Saint Daosheng would disappear between heaven and earth at any time.
Feeling the fear coming from the depths of his soul, Saint Daosheng nodded subconsciously.
"Tell me about it!"
"The incantation just now opened the entrance to the ghost clan, but once you enter through this entrance, you will fall into a place you don't know where."
Ling Changge nodded, and with a wave of her arm, she sealed the soul power of Saint Daosheng in a bottle and threw it into the Burning Dragon Tower.
"It seems that I have to go to the ghost tribe."
Xiaoyou opened the barrier, and at this moment, a figure fell from mid-air.
Fell heavily to the ground.
“Ouch!”
The smoke and dust cleared, and an old man slowly got up from the ground.
"I'm going to fall to death. What kind of a hell is this place?"
"Pavilion Master Baili?" Zhou Hao looked at the dusty figure. "Why...why are you here?"
Baili Xuanjing was stunned: "Boy, are you also from our Tianji Pavilion?"
Zhou Hao shook his head: "I am a disciple of Qingshui Pavilion."
"Qingshui Pavilion!" Baili Xuanjing curled his lips, and from his expression, it seemed that he didn't want to say more to him.
His eyes swept over Ling Changge and he was stunned.
"You are... Wen girl?"
Wen girl?
Ling Changge knew in her heart that the girl Wen that Pavilion Master Baili was talking about should be her mother.
Before she could reveal her identity, Baili Xuanjing continued, "No, no, Miss Wen is older than you. You look like a little girl."
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