Chapter 289

Li Daochong is naturally better without anything. Bai Yiyi focuses on dealing with the ghost king.

Although Baifeng silk belt is not tongxuan Lingbao, it is not far away.

The ghost king was bound by the white phoenix silk belt and couldn't get rid of it. Bai Yiyi pointed to the slender jade, and a white phoenix virtual shadow formed on the ghost King's head.

Phoenix is the king of spirit birds and has natural restraint against ghosts.

The white phoenix took shape, and the ghost king showed his horror. He frantically struggled to get rid of the white phoenix silkworm ribbon.

But let the ghost King try his best. The white ribbon didn't move, and the golden awn that passed from time to time consumed the dead spirit of the ghost king.

A Feng Ming.

The white phoenix of the virtual shadow swooped down and penetrated into the ghost King's body.

Roar!

The fierce ghost King roared with fear.

The materialized ghost body gradually collapses and fades, and changes into a secluded form. The dead spirit on the fierce ghost King continues to weaken.

On the other hand, the old gun gradually suppressed the bone, and each bombardment of the Tianzhong hammer would weaken the black flame burning on the bone by one point.

The situation gradually fell to the side of Li Daochong.

After landing, Li Daochong immediately adjusted his breath and began to heal himself. He suffered a lot of trauma, his blood churned in his body, and a mouthful of anti blood gushed out of his mouth.

Fortunately, it did not hurt the root. Although the injury is serious, it can be cured as long as it takes a few days to recuperate.

However, at present, Li Daochong's combat effectiveness has been reduced. If he starts again, his injury will be aggravated. Therefore, he can only become a spectator and can no longer join the battle.

Lao Pao and Bai Yiyi are the golden elixir friars after all. Once they master the first opportunity, they will not give the bone resentment and the ghost King any chance.

The old gun drank fiercely, and the Tianzhong hammer grew up several times. With a bang, it fell from the sky and smashed the bone.

A group of Yang fire in the old gun's hand burned the bones to ashes.

At the same time, Bai Yiyi's Feng Laiyi has corroded the ghost King's ghost body into a quiet body, and a golden flame is burning on the white ribbon.

No matter what flame is, as long as it is Yang fire attribute, it is a ghost killer.

The fierce ghost King's body twisted violently in the fire and was still struggling to death.

Solve the bone resentment, the panting old gun didn't stop. He immediately helped Bai Yiyi, and the clock hammer flew into the air and shot at the ghost king.

Boom!

The ghost King's body was smashed to pieces.

Bai Yiyi added another dose of strong material. The Baifeng silk belt shrank like a python, and the ghost King's body collapsed instantly.

Wheezing!

Bai Yiyi's mouth is wide open and she gasps violently. Killing the fierce ghost king makes her overdraft. This condenses the ghost forming the ghost body. Even if the golden pill friar wants to kill it completely, it will cost a lot.

The four people who are still alive have finally loosened their tight heartstrings.

Li Xuemei sat on the ground, pale and spewed out a mouthful of blood. She looked a little out of support.

The old cannon was very tired sitting on a stone pier. There was little aura left in his body. Even taking the recovery aura liquid was useless.

Bai Yiyi barely stood, her delicate body trembled slightly. She was the only one who didn't suffer any harm, but her physical overdraft was very serious, and she didn't even have the strength to walk.

Although Li Daochong was injured, he was in the best condition among several people. Thanks to the aura transformed from the hot blood upgrade, it was extremely pure and thick, which made his bearing capacity much stronger than that of ordinary monks.

For the rest of their lives, they looked at each other speechless, took care of themselves and recovered some physical strength as soon as possible.

The coffin of the undead soul is right in front of me. I'm still not very down-to-earth in my heart.

"Bai Daoyou, do you have a way to remove the barrier?" the old gun sat on the stone pier and took a deep breath, trying to keep a stable tone.

"If you can restore your heyday, you can try it. There must be no way now." Bai Yiyi replied with shortness of breath.

"How long will it take to fully recover?" the old gun continued to ask. A pair of tiger eyes looked at the direction of the immortal soul coffin and were quite afraid.

"At least two days."

Bai Yiyi's voice just fell.

Creak!

A creepy friction sound suddenly sounded in the silent cave.

The four people jumped in their hearts and looked at the direction of the sound. The lid of the immortal soul coffin moved out of a gap by itself.

A breath of terror came from the inside.

The hairs on the four stood up in an instant.

Creak, there was another sound, and the coffin cover shifted out again. Creak, creak, the coffin cover opened faster and faster.

Dong.

The coffin cover fell from the immortal soul coffin to the stone platform, making a heavy falling sound.

The four people's hearts hung their voices and eyes as if they were facing a great enemy.

Li Daochong was almost oppressed by the overflowing terror and death. He had never felt like this before.

In the face of ghosts, Li Dao is very calm when he rushes towards them. Even if he meets stronger ones, or even much stronger ones, he won't have any fear.

But in front of this dead spirit, Li Daochong was frightened when she got on the sedan chair.

That death is too strong. It's hard for Li Daochong to tell how strong it is. This feeling only appeared once in his memory.

When he was about ten years old, Li Tianyang took him to Cangwu star to attend the Fourth Ring star region truth summit.

The minimum requirement for participating in the summit is to build the foundation and peak, there is no upper limit, and there will be a pre conference press conference before the summit.

Li Tianyang is not a reporter, but in order to let Li Daochong have a long experience, he took his son to have a look.

The speakers of the summit were three senior officials of the four ring star region Practitioners Association. The reporters' questions were sharp. Some reporters insinuated that the four ring star region Practitioners Association would be better dissolved if it did not act.

This made one of the speakers really angry, and the breath was released. In an instant, most of the audience were weak in legs and unstable in standing.

Li Daochong was still a child. His spiritual pulse dried up and he fainted on the spot. Fortunately, Li Tianyang left in time and sent Reiki into Li Daochong's body before waking him up.

Later, Li Daochong learned from Li Tianyang that the spokesman was a monk Yuanying.

At this time, the breath of death emitted from the immortal soul coffin is only stronger than the pressure released by the spokesman. The difference is that one is aura and the other is death.

For human cultivation, the latter is obviously more destructive.

Lao Pao and Bai Yiyi had just experienced a big war, and their bodies were empty. Lao Pao was also injured. The pressure of death made the two Jindan friars spit out a mouthful of reverse blood at the same time.

Li Xuemei's body tilted and she didn't move as if she were dead.

The lid of the coffin opened and was dead.

Just when several people thought there would be some terror, they would sit up slowly from the coffin, but there was no following.

A few minutes later, there was no movement in the open immortal soul coffin, as if there was nothing in it.

Leaving aside Li Xuemei, who passed out, the three looked at each other and didn't know what the situation was.

Li Daochong is the only actor who can still bite his teeth. Li Daochong takes out cangmo and steps onto the stone platform with an arrow step. He is careful to approach the immortal soul coffin and wants to see what lies inside.

If the existence inside did not wake up, Li Daochong burned it with Yang fire.

Just as Li Daochong was about to see the situation in the coffin, a gap suddenly opened above the soul coffin. A huge hand stretched out from the inside and grabbed the soul coffin.

At that moment, the soul coffin stood up. Li Daochong saw that what lay inside was not a terrible ghost, but a beautiful girl who was suffocating, but her face was as white as paper without a trace of blood.

The immortal soul coffin quickly entered the space gap. When the soul coffin was about to enter, Li Dao flushed his back.

The girl inside suddenly opened her eyes. The pair of red evil eyes stared at Li Daochong coldly and opened her mouth.

A faint female voice sounded in Li Daochong's ear.

"Renxiu, you almost killed my ghost. OK, I'll find you."

In a word, the soul coffin was dragged into the space gap by the giant hand.

Pop! The space gap disappeared in an instant. Then, with a bang, the invisible barriers around collapsed and disappeared.