Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 195 The Familiar Five Ghosts, the Cards of the Witch King

There was no time to care about the cracks in the bones. The moment Zhang Lingyu looked up, he saw a ghost suddenly leaping down from the bone pillar with the words "Zhang Wu" engraved on it, and its black sharp claws grabbed his hair straight.

Zhang Lingyu quickly waved his sleeves, and the Yin Thunder in his sleeves turned into countless dripping spikes, shooting towards the ghost "Zhang Wu".

The sharp spikes pierced through Zhang Wu's body without stopping, and finally nailed firmly onto the Skynet, making a crisp "tick-tick" sound.

"It's useless." Zhou Xun looked at this scene with a grim smile on his face, "Although your Yin Wu Lei is powerful, it is still not good enough to deal with ghosts, which are also Yin objects."

"Although Yin Wulei is treacherous and changeable, it is after all based on the kidney water and liver wood qi. Its ability to restrain evil things is far less powerful than Yang Wulei."

"Speaking of which, Lingyu Zhenren, who seems to be the most detached from the mundane world, actually lost her virginity so early. This is beyond my expectation."

Zhang Lingyu frowned slightly when he heard this. While controlling the Yin Lei to block the attack of the ghost Zhang Wu, he was thinking about countermeasures.

However, at this moment, two ghosts appeared out of nowhere, one on each side, and took advantage of Zhang Lingyu's unpreparedness to grab his messy silver-white hair floating in the air.

"Chi chi chi chi chi!"

Li Kai and Dou Ren screamed excitedly, grabbed Zhang Lingyu's hair, and quickly climbed back onto the bone pillar.

It carefully placed the strand of silver-white hair in the palm of its hand, then blew gently, and the hair fell down lightly.

The next second, the hair suddenly appeared in Zhou Xun's palm.

Zhou Xun's face suddenly showed ecstasy. He pinched the strand of silver hair with his right hand and put his left hand into his arms to search quickly.

"You've been tricked again!" Zhou Xun looked at Zhang Lingyu with a sinister light flashing in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a palm-sized paper figure from his arms and wrapped the silver-white hair around the paper figure.

"Don't forget that I'm still a sorcerer."

Zhou Xun bit his lip and spat a mouthful of dirty blood at the paper figure. He pinched his right hand and a faint blue light instantly wrapped up the paper figure.

At the same time, Zhang Lingyu suddenly felt as if he was being burned by fire.

"The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all myriad Qi, has cultivated myriad calamities to prove my supernatural powers. Within and outside the Three Realms, only the Dao is supreme. There is golden light in my body, covering my body!"

Zhang Lingyu cast the Golden Light Curse again, suppressed the pain, and ran towards Zhou Xun. Since he couldn't break the bone pillar, he would defeat the caster.

With a quick pull, and thanks to the black water's restriction on movement, Zhang Lingyu should have succeeded in his attack. However, the next second, before his palm could fall, Zhou Xun disappeared inexplicably and reappeared behind him out of thin air.

Zhou Xun raised his palms like a knife and stabbed towards Zhang Lingyu's heart on the back. This blow was a fatal one.

The bone-chilling black water suddenly rolled up and pushed away the hand knife that was attached to the evil spirit.

Although both were extremely yin, the Yin Thunder and Black Water still injured Zhou Xun, who was protected by the Five Ghosts. He shook his wrist and felt a little numb, and a bit of piercing pain.

"It's really difficult..." Zhou Xun said gritting his teeth.

Zhang Lingyu frowned and bent over to be on guard.

How did this person get behind me just now?

At this moment, a snowball suddenly flew from the side and hit Zhang Lingyu's back with incredible precision.

Zhang Lingyu turned his head and looked behind him, only to see Sima Yi standing not far away, holding a snowball in his hand, looking at him nonchalantly.

"After all, this is a task assigned to me by Shui Jing." Sima Yi said calmly while playing with the snowball in his hand, "If I do nothing, I don't know how he will torture me later..."

"White-haired boy," Sima Yi looked at Zhang Lingyu, "You can see clearly that the Five Ghosts Moving Technique is more flexible as the space range is larger. I sealed off this space, which is beneficial to you~"

"In a small place, this technique is far inferior to Zhuge's Eight Gates Moving Technique," Sima Yi said meaningfully, "Besides, those five bone pillars are not without weaknesses. Your initial idea was correct~"

When Zhou Xun heard Sima Yi's words, he glared at him fiercely and said with gritted teeth: "Sissy, I will cut off your tongue sooner or later!"

Although Zhang Lingyu has a simple mind, he is also smart.

He carefully pondered what Sima Yi had just said, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, as if he had thought of something.

He quickly moved to the side of the five giant bone pillars, carefully observing the lines and cracks on the pillars, continuously attacking with his palms, trying to find the pattern in them.

Gradually, Zhang Lingyu discovered that things were just as he expected.

These five giant bone pillars are not indestructible, they will also be damaged, but each time they are damaged, the damaged parts will be transferred to other bone pillars through the Five Ghosts Moving Technique.

In other words, these five bone pillars also have an upper limit to the damage they can withstand!
Thinking of this, Zhang Lingyu suddenly had an epiphany.

In this blocked space, the movement of all objects is controlled by the Five Ghosts, and it is extremely difficult to get close to Zhou Xun.

Therefore, the only way is to smash these five giant bone pillars and break Zhou Xun's Five Ghosts Hun Tian Fa.

boom!
Zhang Lingyu no longer hesitated. He gathered all his strength and struck one of the giant bone pillars with one palm.

"stop!"

When Zhou Xun saw this, his face changed drastically and he quickly pinched the spell paper figure in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

The paper man burned up in an instant and turned into ashes.

At the same time, golden light shone brightly on Zhang Lingyu's body, which offset the backlash of the black magic.

Without the interference of the black magic, Zhang Lingyu's attack became more unscrupulous. One palm after another, he slammed the giant bone pillar with great force.

boom! boom! boom!
Amid the continuous loud noises, the cracks on the giant bone pillar became more and more numerous and larger.

"Damn you sissy!"

Zhou Xun's eyes were bloodshot and he cursed in frustration.

If it weren't for Sima Yi's use of the space-sealing technique, the range of the Five Ghosts' Hun Tian Formation could have been expanded several times. Even if a flaw was found, Zhang Lingyu would have been unable to crack it.

hateful!

"Do it head-on!"

"Five ghosts possessed!"

Seeing that the five huge bone pillars were about to collapse, Zhou Xun roared angrily, and the five ghosts that were originally surrounding the white bone jade pillars turned into five black mists and evil spirits, and scrambled to drill into his seven orifices.

“Aaaaah——!” As Zhou Xun screamed in pain, his originally thin body quickly swelled up as if it was inflated, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a muscular giant.

The clothes were torn to pieces, revealing the skin covered with strange runes underneath.

Those runes flashed with a faint green light, and seemed to be crawling under the skin and flesh like living things. The word "惊" was attached to Zhou Xun's head, and his face became hideous, with sunken eye sockets and bulging eyeballs. The word "听" was attached to his ears, and his ears became sharp and slender. The word "望" was attached to his eyes, and his pupils became strange vertical pupils that could see through all illusions. The word "言" was attached to his mouth, and he could breathe out sour air, which was very moving. The word "移" was attached to his feet, and his speed could be as fast as a ghost.

Five ghosts possessed!

Zhou Xun's strength has been improved unprecedentedly.

He took a step with his strong legs, the ground cracked, gravel flew, and with a fishy wind, he rushed straight towards Zhang Lingyu.

Zhang Lingyu did not retreat but advanced instead. His entire body was filled with golden light, and he transformed the golden light into a blade, sweeping towards Zhou Xun.

"It's useless." Zhou Xun did not dodge or evade, allowing the light blade to chop at his body. The collision of his flesh and blood body with the golden blade actually made a sound of metal clashing.

"Go to hell!"

Zhou Xun roared, and his huge fist, accompanied by a strong wind, smashed down on Zhang Lingyu's head.

Zhang Lingyu was agile and dodged sideways, while slapping Zhou Xun on the side of his waist.

With a dull "bang", Zhou Xun's body swayed, but he quickly stabilized himself.

The skin that was originally as hard as iron actually had a faint white mark. "Interesting!" Zhou Xun grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth, while his chest and cheeks swelled up like a toad.

A sour, foul-smelling Qi gushed out of his mouth and spread out. In the thick black fog, only a few beams of golden light pierced through the darkness and spread in all directions.

At this time, Sima Yi, who was still watching the battle, seemed to be inspired. He looked towards the dark and gloomy Qunling Mountain, then waved his long sleeves and retracted the Skynet.

Zhang Lingyu and Zhou Xun stepped on the black pool, golden light and black air intertwined, their fists and feet collided, making a deafening roar.

Just when the outcome was unclear, a familiar figure came trembling down the mountain.

Xue Fan, looking lifeless, staggered with each step as he walked along the snowy path. The soul flag in his hand dragged awkwardly on the ground. His straw raincoat hat flew away to who knows where, and his messy long hair covered his entire face.

"Brother Xue Fan, you really did capture the mountain master!"

"What a crap Witch King, he's just a bunch of people with nothing in name only!" Zhou Xun jumped out of the black fog, quickly jumped to Xue Fan's side, and shouted happily.

However, before his joy could be fully expressed, Xue Fan swung the soul flag wrapped in white cloth in his hand and hit Zhou Xun's left arm fiercely.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible, and Zhou Xun's left arm was twisted at a strange angle, obviously broken.

"Ah!" Zhou Xun screamed and looked at Xue Fan in disbelief, his eyes full of confusion, "Brother, what are you doing?!"

Xue Fan had an indifferent expression, his eyes were filled with darkness, and saliva kept flowing from the corners of his twitching mouth.

This situation is not right!

"Brother, why do you look like you were hit by your own trick?" Zhou Xun asked puzzledly. The skin on his left arm where it was hit showed signs of corrosion and damage.

The corpse poison carried by the banner actually broke the defense of the five ghosts!
Zhou Xun stared at the wound in disbelief, goose bumps appeared on his body, and he couldn't help but tremble violently.

He was afraid.

No, to be precise, the five ghosts possessed in the body were scared.

"It's really nostalgic. In this day and age, there are still people who can use the five ghosts." Yan Huan stepped on the thick snow and walked down the mountain path at a leisurely pace.

Zhou Xun covered the wound on his arm and moved away from Xue Fan as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"What did you do to my eldest brother?"

"Carrying banners to buy water, crying at graves to call back souls, you should know these methods since you followed him." Yan Huan stopped at the edge of Cangtan in the northern border and glanced at Zhang Lingyu, whose clothes were torn.

"Since this is a matter between sorcerers, how about leaving the battle to me, Master Lingyu?"

Zhang Lingyu gently brushed off the dust on his Taoist robe and said with a faint smile: "I am ashamed to say that Lingyu wanted to share your worries, but I didn't expect to make you laugh."

After saying this, he gave up the battlefield.

"Wizard King?" Although Zhou Xun's legs were shaking, he tried to remain calm and said firmly, "I want to see what kind of wizard can bear such a title."

He glanced at Yan Huan and said sarcastically, "What were you talking about just now, Sima Yi and Shui Jing? I've long wanted to know what you were playing at!"

Zhou Xun raised his finger and said provocatively: "Come on!"

"Come." Yan Huan responded calmly with the same gesture, exactly the same movements.

Zhou Xun originally thought that Yan Huan was deliberately imitating and provoking him, but the next second, his expression suddenly changed.

The five ghosts that possessed him suddenly became agitated, as if enraged by an invisible force, and began to run around in his body. Zhou Xun felt as if his whole body was being torn apart by five powerful forces and he was in great pain.

Thick black smoke was gushing out of his body, pouring out from his seven orifices. Yin energy was gathering, and five ghosts were suspended above his head, looking hideous and terrifying. However, the next moment, the five ghosts seemed to have been summoned, and flew towards Yan Huan at the same time, surrounding him and obeying him.

"Five ghosts!" Yan Huan muttered softly.

"How could this happen!" Zhou Xun was horrified. Looking at his body which had become thin after being deprived of his strength, his confidence was instantly crushed.

Refining human bones, choosing a cemetery, drawing talismans, and the five ghosts that you worked so hard to obtain were just summoned away like that?
In surprise, he widened his eyes again and his gaze fell on the magic weapon in Yan Huan's hand.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the Soul-Calming Bell!
Wizard's Treasure...
Yan Huan said, "The master of taming ghosts who can suppress evil spirits, ward off disasters and exorcise evil spirits! You actually used the magic that he left behind like this. The five ghosts are about to cry."

Yan Huan chuckled, "The so-called suppression of evil and elimination of disasters is for evil people like you."

"Five ghosts, go!"

At Yan Huan's command, five ghosts jumped out, quickly transformed into shadows and pounced on Zhou Xun, pressing him tightly to the ground.

They opened their sharp mouths and fangs and began to gnaw, but this time they were not biting the flesh, but the soul.

The pain of having the soul torn apart was far greater than that of the body, making it unbearable for Zhou Xun.

He clenched his teeth, his face twisted in pain, and secretly planned one last fight in his heart - even if it meant dying together, he would not allow himself to surrender.

As a sorcerer, he has a hidden trick - the Flying Head Barbarian.

He endured the severe pain in his soul, clasped his hands together, and chanted a spell in a low voice.

Suddenly, the head separated from the body, and the head with a bloody spine rushed towards Yan Huan at a rapid speed. The ribs opened like the spikes of a facehugger and attacked Yan Huan's face directly.

"No, buddy..." Yan Huan was stunned for a moment.

What kind of ghost magic?

Have you ever seen such a bizarre magic in your life?
Seeing the head flying by, Yan Huan quickly calmed down and waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Pah!" The Fei Tou Man was slapped away by him and hit the pine tree next to him heavily.

The tree seemed to have spirituality and quickly grew green vines that wrapped Zhou Xun's head tightly.

At the same time, the headless body struggled frantically on the ground, trying to return to where the head was.

Yan Huan took a look and understood: with this Feitouman magic, if the head cannot return to the body, the final outcome will be complete separation of the head and body, with no chance of recovery.

"We're almost entering a new era, and there are still people who use this kind of magic as a trump card?" Yan Huan whispered to himself, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Zhou Xun's body gradually stopped struggling, and the last of his strength was exhausted. He raised his eyes tremblingly and looked at Yan Huan, with a hint of sadness in his tone, "The Five Ghosts... are my real trump card."

"I do have the Witch King's cards... but dying at his hands... I guess this life is not a loss."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xun closed his eyes and his life was gone.

"Ah, this... he gave himself some dignity before he died."

Yan Huan was speechless, retracted his gaze, and shook his head gently.

Witch King?

Just these few things are enough to make ordinary little wizards marvel. How amazing would it be if they saw the five elements and the eight deceitful gods behind them?

"came back."

Yan Huan said to the headless corpse, and five ghosts ran out carrying their bitten and incomplete souls.

"What a pity, it can't be used anymore."

Yan Huan took a few more steps, and suddenly, his mind was shaken.

The northern lake next to his feet was slowly flowing towards Zhang Lingyu, and the gloomy and sticky black water did not leave any trace on the snow.

"Master Lingyu, wait a minute, release your Yin Wu Lei again."

The movement of my mind just now seemed to be the work of the Water Spirit Pearl!

(End of this chapter)