Chapter 103 Silver-winged Yaksha
Chapter 103 Silver-winged Yaksha
Seeing more and more ghosts, Xiao Wuji felt a bit of a headache. His ten thousand year old spiritual milk had been used up long ago, which made him dare not let go and kill them indiscriminately.
At this point, Xiao Wuji had already decided to retreat. He had not made full preparations this time, and it was indeed unwise to rush in. At the very least, he should have brought a few more people to consume these ghosts in turn.
Just when Xiao Wuji was about to retreat, something suddenly jumped out of the storage bag on his waist uncontrollably.
It was a heavy white jade sword as thick as a door panel. As soon as it left the storage bag, it began to absorb and exhale the negative energy here.
However, Xiao Wuji had already retreated far away the moment the big sword appeared.
This sword is extremely strange. It can absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth on its own and gradually become stronger. Therefore, Xiao Wuji did not put it in a storage ring with better sealing properties. Instead, he just found a storage bag to put it in, so that the sword can "practice" well.
As a result, he now discovered that this sword seemed to prefer yin energy.
Unlike the slow absorption of spiritual energy, the scene of this sword absorbing Yin energy was exaggerated to the extreme. A Yin energy tornado actually formed around the sword. Even the Yin ghosts would be sucked into it, torn into pieces, and then swallowed up.
Xiao Wuji stood at a distance and carefully observed this strange scene. He was extremely alert to the sword. He had not forgotten what material the sword was made of. It was a demon living on the back of a strange creature! He would never believe that it had no connection with the strange creature. After all, in the end, everyone would become a puppet of the strange creature.
Before this, Xiao Wuji had searched the sword inside and out, but he did not find anything hidden in the sword. In the end, he could only conclude that the sword was made of special material.
But now Xiao Wuji overturned this idea. This kind of spirituality is not what a normal magic weapon should have.
"This sword deserves to be killed!"
Xiao Wuji's eyes shone. Perhaps during the simulation, "he" discovered something wrong with the sword and just blew it up. Thinking of this, Xiao Wuji also attacked brazenly.
With a flash of lightning, Xiao Wuji instantly appeared above the giant sword, transformed into a six-zhang giant and grabbed the giant sword. Since he knew that this sword was strange, he would naturally not let it continue to grow.
Xiao Wuji's hand fell, but it grabbed nothing. When he looked up, the giant sword had disappeared into the depths of the Yin-Yang Cave.
"Damn it!"
"Damn, it's worthy of being something from a weird world, it's really weird!"
Without hesitation, Xiao Wuji set off to chase after it. It was obvious that the giant sword had its own intelligence. If he didn't kill it sooner rather than later, who knew how far it would grow.
With the giant sword strangling the evil spirits in front, Xiao Wuji's journey was smooth and unimpeded. The journey that would have normally taken several days was now completed in just one day.
"Asshole! Don't even think about controlling me!"
As soon as Xiao Wuji approached, he heard roars, and the mine cave on the dome was shaking. Xiao Wuji couldn't help but speed up his pace, fearing that the giant sword would undergo other changes.
Suddenly, Xiao Wuji's footsteps suddenly stopped, because the roar suddenly stopped. Xiao Wuji's face changed, and then he scattered the formation flags on the ground, at least hundreds of them. The spells in his hands kept changing, and the formation flags were inserted into the ground one by one. In the blink of an eye, a large formation that spanned the sky and the earth was laid in this mine.
Knowing that this sword was strange, Xiao Wuji naturally could not continue to let him escape. Moreover, if he could not defeat it, he could use this formation to delay the strangeness for a while, so that he would have a chance to escape.
Really, why did I choose this sword in the first place!
Xiao Wuji roared in his heart, and he decided to touch less weird things like this in the future. No, he would never touch them again!
However, he had to solve the trouble he had caused, even if it meant crying. This was not for justice, but because he didn't want to expose his golden finger! Of course, if it was really impossible, he would definitely run away! After arranging the back-up plan, Xiao Wuji walked towards the exit that was vaguely visible not far away.
This is a small square!
In the middle of the square was a giant green bamboo, the top of which was inserted straight into the top of the cave and disappeared. A huge magic circle was arranged at the bottom, which was almost everywhere in the square. There were a dozen tall stone pillars scattered around, and each stone pillar was tied with an iron chain to a dark dried corpse, and all of them were disemboweled. The means were so bloody that it was disgusting.
Next to the green bamboo, there was a monster covered in green hair lying on its back on the ground, with a giant sword as big as a door panel stuck in the monster's chest.
The giant sword seemed unusually calm at this moment, and the tornado of yin energy around it completely dissipated.
Xiao Wuji did not dare to delay at all. The golden flames condensed into a huge flaming hand and reached out to grab the hilt of the sword.
call!
The monster lying on its back on the ground suddenly spread out a pair of silver wings, and flew backwards with a flap of its wings, leaving Xiao Wuji's palm grabbing into empty space.
Xiao Wuji's ten fingers were like swords, waving out sword threads, and forming a sword net in the air, falling towards the silver-winged Yaksha. In order to avoid his flaming hand, the silver-winged Yaksha almost stuck to the wall behind him, and now he had no way to retreat!
As Xiao Wuji broke through the Nascent Soul stage, his sword became sharper and sharper. Even if the Silver-Winged Yaksha was intact, it would be torn into pieces by this blow.
The sword thread seemed slow but was actually fast. It had just been released from his hand, but the next moment it was already close to the Silver-winged Yaksha.
Just at this moment, the giant sword that was inserted into the chest of the Silver-Winged Yaksha suddenly fell down, and on the way down, the sword turned around and was held in the hand of the Silver-Winged Yaksha.
It was not until then that Xiao Wuji discovered that the giant sword was actually broken into pieces. No, the broken surface was smooth and round, as if it had melted. Also, there was not even a single scar on the chest of the Silver-winged Yaksha.
The silver-winged Yaksha raised his sword and slashed. The moment the sword thread touched the giant sword, it instantly broke apart, disintegrating rather than tearing apart, as if Xiao Wuji had taken the initiative to disperse this move.
Seeing this, Xiao Wuji's heart sank again. It was obvious that this strange thing was also very familiar with his moves. However, this was normal. After all, this sword had been with "him" in battle for decades. If it had no consciousness, it would not be able to learn any sword moves. It might even know all of his existing magical powers. God knows how many methods "he" had used in that strange world. At least for now, his sword skills were almost useless.
"Human... No, monk!"
The Silver-Winged Yaksha's mind seemed to be still a little confused, as if it was difficult to define Xiao Wuji's race.
"Oh, it should be a human monk!" After these two sentences, the Silver-Winged Yaksha's eyes were no longer confused, and were full of wisdom and confidence.
"Human monk, if you had run away just now, you might have been able to escape with your life, but now you have no chance!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the giant sword began to flow, like a sticky liquid, and soon the giant sword had grown a new tip. However, the sword body became thinner.
"I see!"
Xiao Wuji looked at the giant sword that had become intact again, and then looked at the intact body of the Silver-winged Yaksha. He roughly understood how this monster had taken over its body.
Blood for blood, bone for bone, soul for soul, this is the most "authentic" method of practice in that strange world. This sword is a magic weapon made from the flesh, bones and souls of those monsters. It can be integrated into the body of others and have the memories of two people at the same time. Although it is a bit incredible, it is not absolutely impossible.
From this, it seems that the giant sword just now should have wanted to merge into the body of the Silver-Winged Yaksha, but it missed this opportunity because of its own actions.
But this is also his chance...
(End of this chapter)