novelaction Chapter 375: Ghost Sect
Chapter 375: Ghost Sect
After experimenting with the Yin-Yang Divine Thunder and his own defense level, Lin Chuan turned his attention to swordsmanship.
"Star Slash!"
"It's at the level of a full-strength attack from a peak Nascent Soul."
"Falling moon!"
"It's equivalent to an ordinary attack from an early stage Spiritual Transformation cultivator."
Lin Chuan demonstrated various sword moves on the side, while Li Yue sat not far away and commented.
“No phase!”
Lin Chuan thrust out another sword. Although his movements were clumsy, the sharp sword intent still came out.
"Huh? Isn't this the sword move Xu Hanyi created when he was a spirit? Can you use it now?"
Li Yue was slightly startled, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't help but exclaimed.
"I can use it just barely, but I always feel like something is missing. Does Sister Li know?"
Lin Chuan exhaled lightly, put away the wooden sword, frowned slightly, a puzzled expression on his face, looked at Li Yue and said.
"State of mind."
Liyue said concisely.
"Sister Li..."
Lin Chuan looked at Li Yue expectantly, but was interrupted before he could finish his words.
"I'm not your master. Go back and ask Xu Hanyi." Li Yue said unhappily.
"Okay, then what's the level of my move just now?" Lin Chuan asked curiously.
"Killing an ordinary early stage spirit cultivator is no problem."
Li Yue turned around and then casually threw a purple tube top to Lin Chuan, adding, "It's time to calm down the effects of the medicine."
"..."
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outside world.
A group of monks came to a woman in a yellow dress who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
"Fellow Daoist, do you know who you saw who underwent the tribulation near this volcano before? He actually destroyed the light curtain set up by all the sects. It's a heinous crime." One of them asked.
Qiu slowly opened his eyes and said two words in a cold tone: "No."
"Is it you, Daoist friend, who is undergoing the tribulation? I see that you seem to be seriously injured. Could it be that you failed in your tribulation?"
An old man slowly walked out from the group of monks. He looked at Qiu sharply and spoke slowly.
"No."
Qiu frowned slightly, looking a little impatient.
"If it wasn't you, why did you set up a formation here to block the magma? I think you're just guilty!"
Some monks lost their patience and asked loudly.
"..."
"Noisy."
Qiu's eyes turned cold, and just as he was about to take action, he saw a group of monks coming in front of him.
"Hey, Brother Li is here too? Could it be that he's here for that legendary item as well?"
A man with a feminine appearance walked quickly forward, came in front of the old man, raised his hand and patted the old man on the shoulder.
"Sect Master Xie still dares to show up. Aren't you afraid that that vicious woman Liu Qing will come here too?"
The old man frowned slightly and shook off the man's hand in disgust.
"I heard that Sect Master Liu went out a few days ago and there has been no news since then. Now the various factions within the sect are busy fighting among themselves."
The feminine man raised the corner of his mouth and looked indifferent.
"This way, it saves a lot of trouble."
The old man nodded, then his eyes fell on Qiu.
"Please allow me to search your soul to understand what happened before."
As soon as he finished speaking, regardless of whether Qiu agreed or not, he slowly raised his hand, and an invisible pressure enveloped Qiu.
"Shh!"
At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and a long sword with a cold and eerie light suddenly shot towards the old man's face.
"Who?!"
The old man was horrified and quickly threw a punch, knocking the long sword down with a whistling sound.
However, the sword's force was so fierce that even though the long sword was knocked away, his knuckles were still bleeding from the force of the sword, instantly staining his palm red.
"With so many of you here, it's inappropriate to bully a little girl, right?"
A gentle voice came out slowly, and Qiu subconsciously raised his head and looked behind him.
In the distance, a warship was speeding towards here.
On the deck stood three graceful women, each with their own unique charm. One of them, dressed in white, raised her hand lightly, and the long sword that had fallen at the old man's feet flew back into her hand with a whoosh.
"..."
The old man's expression changed, and he made a quick decision. He moved instantly, trying to catch Qiu.
However, just as his hand was about to touch Qiu, the old man suddenly felt a chill piercing his bones. Before he could react, his pupils suddenly dilated rapidly, then blurred, and he fell straight to the ground.
"metropolitan!"
A group of monks cast angry glances at Qiu, but before they could make any move, they collapsed in droves, lifeless.
"Why were you so seriously injured?"
Chun got off the warship and walked quickly to Qiu's side, his eyes full of concern.
"How did you come?"
Qiu raised his head slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"Didn't you say you needed help to protect the young master? The landlord came here in person, but you, hiding it from me, came here to take the punishment for me. You're going to piss me off to death, aren't you?"
Chundai frowned, her eyes full of heartache and anger. As she spoke, she pretended to grab Qiu's ear.
But seeing Autumn lowering his head and standing still like a child who had made a mistake, Chun's heart softened instantly. His raised hand paused in the air, and finally fell gently.
"Fellow Daoist, you are not from the sect of my Fulong Nation, right? I wonder what your purpose is here?"
Not far away, the feminine man named Xie narrowed his eyes, stared at Chun coldly, and asked with a forced smile.
"none of your business!"
A woman in a red dress came over hurriedly, glaring at the feminine man with displeasure on her face.
"Xia, women should be gentle when they go out and not use bad words." Chun advised with a gentle expression and a soft tone.
Xia pursed his lips, his face full of dissatisfaction, and retorted: "It's better than someone whose mind is full of violence and killing, right?"
As soon as the words fell, a white shadow flashed by, and the woman in white was seen holding a long sword, wrapped in a sharp wind, and slashing towards the feminine man swiftly.
spring:"……"
Autumn:"……"
"I really give you face!"
The feminine man's face darkened, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
Immediately, a banner emitting billowing black gas and a strange aura appeared in his hand.
"Since you fellow Taoists don't want to answer my questions, then come sit under my Hundred Souls Banner."
The feminine man raised a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth. As soon as he finished speaking, a group of evil spirits surrounded by black mist roared out from the flag and pounced towards Dong with their fangs and claws.
"Interesting, did you make this?"
A cold voice seemed to come from the void, with a hint of nonchalance.
The feminine man subconsciously raised his head to look at the warship, and saw a very beautiful woman standing quietly on the deck. She was wearing a purple dress and had a graceful figure, like a banished immortal.
"If you are interested, please come to my Yinhun Sect for a chat."
The feminine man narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke in a loud voice.
"Too much trouble."
Qing Shu's tone was flat and cold. She frowned slightly, raised her hand slightly, and an invisible suction force suddenly burst out.
The Hundred Souls Banner, which carried hundreds of dead souls, seemed to be pulled by the suction force and instantly fell into her hands.
"Since you like it, I'll give it to you. I wonder if you came here for..."
The feminine man hadn't finished speaking when his expression suddenly changed. He felt as if his soul was being grabbed by an invisible hand and was being torn apart by a strong force, as if it would leave his body in the next second.
"Senior, what do you mean? My Yinhun Sect's ancestor is also at the Tribulation Crossing Stage. I am his great-grandson. If you kill me, he will never let you go!"
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