Chapter 297 The "God" Being Prayed



In the sky, the huge evil ghost's eyes emitted a faint cold light, staring at Xue Kong. Between this man and the ghost, countless ghost shadows and souls fought and collided fiercely, and roars broke out one after another.

Although this battle was fierce, it was somewhat evenly matched.

"The soul power of this ghost can actually be compared with the soul raised by the Tiangang Xuanhuang Flag. What kind of existence is this? Is it an evil ghost cultivated by ancient residents? Or is it the god they kneel down to worship?" Xue Kong was puzzled.

He only knew that ancient people like these generally had their own beliefs in their hearts. They would regard some magical existence as a god and kneel down to pray for protection.

Only in this way can the tribe reproduce safely.

It was obvious that this evil ghost was not a good person. Amid the constant roar, the evil ghost suddenly grinned, raised his skinny right paw, and put his index finger and middle finger together, pressing on the center of the eyebrows where only gray bones were left.

In an instant, Xue Kong's eyes widened slightly, and an extremely terrifying pressure emanated from the evil ghost's eyebrows, carrying a power that made Xue Kong's body tremble uncontrollably.

"Oh no! It can cast spells!" Xue Kong was shocked and quickly slapped his storage bag. The Mountain-Destroying Thousand Lantern Bell was in his hand. Immediately, the sound of a child's strange laughter was heard, shaking all directions.

But Xue Kong was surprised to find that the evil ghost was unmoved and simply ignored the attack of the Mountain Destroying Thousand Lantern Bell. At this time, its finger had already raised slightly from its forehead.

boom!

Visible black airflow erupted and transformed into waves of air, spreading in all directions without a target.

"Golden Talisman Cutting Technique!" Xue Kong raised his right hand and pointed at the void. Spiritual power emanated and gradually drew a golden rune in the air.

With the appearance of this golden rune, a golden light as dazzling as the scorching sun bloomed in the world. The golden light radiated in all directions, forcing away the black air waves and heading straight for the evil ghost.

The evil ghost kept grinning, and raised his two fingers completely. There was an astonishing aura in his fingertips, and he pressed them lightly towards Xue Kong from a distance.

boom!

That finger contained infinite destructive power and went straight towards Xue Kong.

Almost at the same time, Xue Kong threw out the golden talisman and approached the evil ghost at the same speed. The moves of the man and the ghost collided halfway, making a deafening roar and explosion, and the whole world seemed to be shaken.

On the earth, the houses of the ancient tribe collapsed, the ground sank, and the ancient residents who were dancing staggered and stopped dancing. The strange and awkward sound also stopped for a moment at the same time.

A rare look of confusion appeared in the eyes of the body-refining corpse and the queen's corpse puppet among this group of ancient residents. The two corpse puppets stood there blankly, having lost their target for a moment.

"Control over the corpse puppets has been restored!" Xue Kong discovered this and turned his head to look at the ancient tribe. He just saw that they stopped dancing and the two corpse puppets stood there in a daze.

The connection between him and the corpse puppet appeared and disappeared in his mind, which made Xue Kong look a little gloomy: "It is because of that strange dance. At this level, I can't control the corpse puppet yet."

"Wait... this evil ghost..."

Xue Kong suddenly raised his head and saw the evil ghost figure in the sky appearing and disappearing, as if it was about to disappear. Although there was still that creepy grin on the corner of its mouth, its breath was much weaker.

"I understand! The real way to break the deadlock is not to kill this evil ghost, but to kill those indigenous people, then this evil ghost will collapse on its own." Xue Kong understood this.

Not long ago, he thought that this evil ghost was the same as the evil ghosts he had subdued in the past, and could be killed and subdued. Now he thinks that it is impossible.

It is called out by the indigenous people through some unknown means. If the source is not resolved, the evil spirit cannot be killed at all.

In the clash of magic between the man and the ghost just now, Xue Kong was injured, but the evil ghost was unharmed. This shows the conclusion.

"So that's it!" Xue Kong smiled slightly. If that was the case, then it would be simple.

Just when he was about to kill those natives, several figures in the distant sky somehow tracked him here.

The person in front was none other than Che Xinyu, who had long been dead. Her empty chest still lacked a heart. Her expression was numb, and her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. She was just a corpse.

Behind Che Xinyu's body were Jiang Wenshan and the other four.

"Brother Daoist Mo Ming's method is indeed remarkable. It actually helped us find the location of the Qiong Snake." Jiang Wenshan praised.

Mo Ming was the old man who had reached the great perfection of the late Jindan stage. He chuckled and said, "How difficult is that? Qiongshe killed Daoyou. I can use the resentment left by Daoyou before his death to make his body search for the murderer on its own."

"Even if he hides at the end of the world or the corner of the sea, I can find him."

He Gui was in no mood to exchange pleasantries with Mo Ming. He quickly looked down at the ground and saw an ancient tribe. He was startled: "Why is the Qiong Snake here? There's a tribe here, and..."

"Someone is fighting a ghost. That person is..."

Taoist Yanhuo's brows knitted together. "It's Xue Kong, the Nascent Soul cultivator who hid his cultivation. He chased us here? No, why is he here?!"

The moment they saw Xue Kong, Taoist Yanhuo, He Gui and Jiang Wenshan's expressions turned ugly. They thought that Xue Kong was seriously injured by Grandma Zhuque and must be in seclusion to recuperate. They never expected that the other party not only appeared here, but also did not seem to be seriously injured.

"Xue Kong? Are you talking about the cultivator who fled after the battle with the city lord last night?" Mo Ming asked with interest.

Jiang Wenshan nodded: "This person is not injured."

Mo Ming and another mid-stage Jindan cultivator immediately looked towards Xue Kong, but were surprised to find that Xue Kong was also looking up at them.

The five people's eyes met Xue Kong's from a distance. They had different expressions, but they all did not dare to move forward.

"Forget it, let's avoid unnecessary complications..." Xue Kong murmured to himself. The next second, his mind moved and he disappeared from the spot in an instant. His body teleported out and appeared in the air.

"Run!" Someone shouted, and Jiang Wenshan immediately turned around and ran away.

The others reacted a little slower, but after gritting their teeth, they fled backwards.

If it was a stranger cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, with the strength of these five people, even if he was defeated, he probably would not end up fleeing in panic. However, Xue Kong fought with Grandma Zhuque last night, but he was unharmed today.

It is enough to see that Xue Kong is not an ordinary cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage.

Grandma Zhuque’s cultivation level is at the late Nascent Soul stage.

How could these five people compare with Xue Kong? Their only chance of survival was to escape.

However, when they arrived here and were seen by Xue Kong, it was probably too late for them to escape.

Xue Kong shook the Tiangang Xuanhuang Flag lightly, and thick black fog spread out, covering the sky and the earth, blocking out the light from the sky, and controlling the five people within the range of the Tiangang Xuanhuang Flag. Hundreds of thousands of souls roared out and headed straight for the five people.

Xue Kong's figure flashed, and after several teleportations, he appeared behind the slowest mid-stage Jindan cultivator. He raised his right hand and gently pressed it towards the man's head.

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