Humans die, demons vanish, monsters disappear, ghosts scatter... With every breath, life perishes in extreme pain.
This is a scene themed around death!
Since the lower levels cannot determine a winner in the short term, the key to deciding the outcome lies with the higher levels!
We absolutely have to win!
Everyone looked at Qingwei and the others, silently making their wishes.
As for Moye
Although he has the ability to save the world, he is still a "mortal" without any spiritual power!
What role could it play in such a real, live-fire confrontation?
...
"Young Master Moye, that old demon and the monster..."
“Let’s go too!” Qingwei interrupted Qingxu, who was puzzled.
He nodded to Mo Xie, then led the nine elders forward.
The Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord, who were just so arrogant a moment ago, are now in a sorry state under the siege of the Ten Directions Ghost King. If they don't rush to their aid soon, they'll probably be dead!
Mo Xie exhaled and waved the head, which was as white as jade, in her hand.
The enormous Soul-Devouring Banner rose into the air, and then the banner itself began to bulge.
As if by an invisible force, the newly dead souls were drawn towards it.
Not just the ghosts of the dead,
Those ghosts with low cultivation were actually sucked out of their bodies!
Those ghosts and demons with real power could barely hold on, but their strength inevitably decreased by one or two-tenths.
The offensive from the Shu Mountain side is becoming increasingly vigorous!
Seeing the Soul-Devouring Banner begin to 'operate',
Moye then dotted between her eyebrows and flicked two fingers.
bite!
A bell emitting a clear light flew out from between his eyebrows and landed in the center of the Soul-Devouring Banner.
The Soul-Summoning Bell!
The countless ghosts were all intercepted and swallowed up by the soul-summoning bell.
The Soul-Devouring Banner seemed to want to resist, but then the bell trembled and made a 'ding-dong' sound.
The Soul-Devouring Banner then drooped, obediently guiding countless pure souls to the Soul-Summoning Bell.
Mo Xie nodded slightly and withdrew her gaze.
The Soul-Summoning Bell is a magical artifact of the Tianxuan Great World, and in this low-level world, it is nothing short of a dimensional reduction attack.
Not to mention that this bell is a treasure of the 'ghost village' and has an absolute suppressive power over these ghosts.
However, this bell needs to absorb ghosts to 'charge' before it can unleash its most powerful strength.
That's good.
The space was filled with countless ghosts!
Mo Xie was very much looking forward to seeing what kind of power the Soul-Summoning Bell would unleash after it was fully charged!
Is that enough to give that so-called Ghost Lord a good drink?
Thinking this, he looked in the direction of the Ghost Lord.
The three top experts in the world, Qingwei Demon Emperor and Demon Lord, along with more than a dozen subordinates, could only barely hold their own against the Ten Directions Ghost King, and were even slightly at a disadvantage!
Not to mention the mysterious and unpredictable Ghost Lord standing with his hands behind his back to the side.
"As expected of the protagonist, even a protagonist in a dark fantasy genre, he truly has great fortune!"
"The strength of the Ghost Clan is more than one level above that of the Human Clan!"
"If it weren't for my arrival, Mount Shu would probably have been destroyed long ago, and this mortal realm would have become a ghost town."
Mo Xie thought to herself.
Thinking of the human world, he unconsciously recalled a pure and elegant face.
One of his Taoist nun friends!
That little Taoist nun who always thought about exorcising demons and monsters for the world, who always shouted about protecting all living beings, that foolish little Taoist nun... Fa Lan.
Mo Xie clenched his fist, a flash of murderous intent crossing his eyes.
Money is hard to earn, life is tough, and killing the main character is even harder!
but……
Mo Xie drew his demonic sword and leaped into the air, declaring, "Even if the protagonist is difficult to kill, I'm the one who has to kill him... and only I can kill him!"
Whoosh!
With a flick of his sleeve, Ghost Lord Changyuan repelled Mo Xie.
Changyuan looked at his black robe, which had a tattered corner, and was slightly surprised. He nodded slightly. "Not bad..."
Qingwei once said that a demonic sword that had absorbed true demonic energy in the demon realm would be worthy of being ranked among the immortal swords.
Therefore, the demonic sword in Mo Xie's hand now is no longer the extremely strong and sharp 'ordinary sword' it was at the beginning.
Mo Xie waved the demon sword, and the power of her soul swept out, dispelling the ghostly aura attached to it.
Seeing that Mo Xie had so easily dispelled his ghostly aura, Chang Yuan's eyes flashed with surprise, and he became somewhat interested.
He looked at Mo Xie and said, "Although you have no cultivation, you possess a strange power... it seems to be the power of the soul?"
Moye naturally had no interest in answering him.
Changyuan didn't care, shaking his head regretfully, "However, you have no cultivation, and are ultimately just a pitiful mortal! Not to mention me, I'm afraid you are no match for even the judges under my command!"
Moye knew he was right.
Although his soul power had reached the limit of this world, it was still only external power.
Dealing with that old nun from the Emei Sect is probably the end of the road.
However, Mo Xie didn't care and just laughed indifferently: "Put away your high and mighty attitude. Have you forgotten how miserable your human body died?"
"I'll say it again: first I'll sever your physical body, then I'll exorcise your ghost, leaving you dead and your soul gone from this world!"
Changyuan narrowed his dark eyes and said in a low voice, "You are still as sharp-tongued as ever... and as repulsive as ever! I have said before that I will skin you alive and torture you in the mortal world for a hundred years, and after you die, I will refine you into a ghost and make you suffer eternal torment!"
Faced with Changyuan's eerie and terrifying words,
Mo Xie shrugged, without even raising an eyebrow.
Changyuan suddenly laughed, "By the way, what about that little Taoist nun who's been your lover?"
My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
