Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 390: Burning

Moro's body, which was almost cut in half, slowly recovered. He glanced at the Yin Sword in Lin Beixuan's hand, and his expression became solemn.

However, it still pretended to be indifferent on its face.

"Direct execution? Just because of the sword in your hand?"

In fact, when Lin Beixuan swung the bloody sword to injure it, it discovered that the eight swords floating around the opponent were quite powerful.

The blood-red giant sword was not very sharp, but it was full of blood. While injuring it with one blow, it could actually greatly restore the injuries of the sword holder, and even its own way of death could not be suppressed.

At this moment, when Lin Beixuan said that he might kill it with one sword, Moro was half-believing and half-doubting, and a little hesitant.

The Yin Sword, which was shining with a faint blue light, was slightly thinner than the Blood Sword and had no sword guard. It felt light and fluttery in the hand, and one could not feel its weight.

Lin Beixuan raised the sword and held it in front of him, an invisible pressure emanated from the sword.

In an instant, the demon felt a strong chill coming over it, making it want to escape involuntarily.

But it knew it couldn't escape, as running away would only expose its back to the enemy, which would be even more dangerous.

It can only be hard-wired!
The upper body of the demon suddenly swelled up, his chest inflated like a balloon, and layers of scales appeared on his dark and hideous body.

At this moment, Lin Beixuan had already raised the Yin Sword and slashed towards Moluo.

A blue sword energy instantly flew out of the sword, carrying with it an extremely sharp sword force, and arrived in front of Moro in the blink of an eye.

"Chichi..."

Countless insects surged forward, forming a wriggling black wall in front of the demon, trying to block the Yin Sword.

The sword energy collided with the black wall, but it seemed that it was not hindered by anything. Its speed did not slow down at all. It passed through the black wall and slashed on the inflated scales of the demon.

"Om..."

After a burst of sword sounds, Moro's mind went blank. He found that his vision was spinning constantly, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

"How can it be!"

Its bulging eyes moved up and down, looking at the half of its body that was left standing, and the sword energy that was still flying into the sky after cutting off its body.

Lin Beixuan put away the Yin Sword and took out another short sword as black as ink from his side.

"It seems that your vitality is indeed very strong. You are not dead yet."

"However, I happen to have a sword that can just restrain an immortal body like yours."

Holding the Death Sword horizontally in his hand, Lin Beixuan stared into Moluo's eyes and laughed.

However, in the eyes of Moro, this smile seemed to be something more terrifying than the demons in hell.

This time it was no longer skeptical and really believed that Lin Beixuan could kill it.

Seeing Lin Beixuan slowly approaching with the Death Sword in his hand, Moro's heart trembled.

Its upper body was lying on the ground, and its lower body was standing, but wisps of black smoke began to connect in the middle, as if trying to stitch the two separate bodies together.

But this will take some time, because the sharp sword force of the Yin Sword slashed out by Lin Beixuan is suppressing its recovery.

Every time the body tried to heal, it would be cut off again by the sharp edge remaining in the wound.

"I think we can discuss this further. I will give you the Asura energy in my body, and you will let me go." Moro began to talk about the conditions with Lin Beixuan.

Lin Beixuan just smiled, walked to Moluo's side, pointed the Death Sword at Moluo's head, and stabbed it hard.

"Pfft!"

Along with a sound of flesh piercing, the pain pierced through the Moluo's head. It began to roar in pain, and black air emanated from its body, but it was absorbed by the Death Sword.

The nature of Mara is different from that of the Devouring Hungry Minions.

The Devouring Minion can devour anything that its special stomach can hold, even sword energy.

But Mara is just immortal and has a strong body.

The two are of similar strength, but Mara is much easier to deal with than the Devouring Hungry Minion.

Moro screamed and struggled for a while, then gradually stopped moving, and his body, which was cut in half, showed no signs of healing again.

Lin Beixuan drew out the Death Sword, which absorbed most of the Demonic Black Energy, but became transparent instead, no longer as dark as before.

Although it looked like the Death Sword was absorbing the black energy of Demon, in reality it was the Death Sword that was neutralizing the power of Demon.

Creatures killed by the Death Sword will be killed as long as they are within its suppression range.

The master of the Luoqi shrine can be reborn with a drop of blood, so he is naturally familiar with this kind of immortality method. The Death Sword in the Eightfold Path of Rebirth was specially built to deal with this situation.

After killing the demon Luo, Lin Beixuan could clearly feel the divine energy in his dantian becoming slightly restless.

Not long after, a wisp of black gas suddenly floated out from the body of the demon Luo, and went straight into Lin Beixuan's dantian, and lingered in the dantian together with the divine energy.

"No, since I killed Moluo, why is there no prompt on the panel?" Lin Beixuan suddenly frowned and jumped away from Moluo in an instant.

After a while, after making sure there was no danger, Lin Beixuan walked to Moluo in confusion and looked at the other's body.

"If you can't be killed even with this, then I'll have to lock you up first!"

The underworld unfolded under Lin Beixuan's feet. Chains stretched out from the ground, bound the two halves of Moro's body, and slowly dragged it underground.

After doing all this, Lin Beixuan didn't dare to delay any longer and rushed directly towards the battlefield where Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost was.

At this time, the battle between the Fox Spirit God and other Luozhou secular gods and the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost had reached the final stage. Only three secular gods were left on the field to fight against the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost. The rest of the secular gods were either lying on the ground with serious injuries or had closed their eyes, dying.

The body of the Xuanhuang hungry ghost was also covered with scars and huge wounds everywhere. The hungry ghost realm was crumbling and seemed to be about to break apart.

"Sorry, I'm late!" Lin Beixuan glanced at the Fox Spirit God and said lightly.

"We have almost consumed it. I'm afraid we can't help you much from now on!"

The fox spirit god was breathing heavily, and the shiny hair on her face had turned gray, and a sense of death was spreading over her body.

"How are you?" Lin Beixuan asked with a frown.

"I'm fine. The injury to the God of Xun is more serious than mine. Even the incense temple was destroyed by the hungry ghost Xuanhuang..."

The Fox Spirit God didn't say the rest, but Lin Beixuan could hear the meaning of her words.

"I understand!"

There were two flames burning in Lin Beixuan's eyes, and the aura exuded by his three-meter-tall body was no less than that of the hundred-meter-tall Xuanhuang hungry ghost.

"Leave it to me next!"

He was also surrounded by the remaining five swords of the Nishen Eighth Level, namely the Yang Sword, the Sheng Sword, the Jing Sword, the Xu Sword and the Ling Sword.

Lin Beixuan grabbed a Yang sword with one hand, and the golden light was as hot and dazzling as the sun.

The Xuanhuang hungry ghost lowered his head and looked at Lin Beixuan who was slowly walking towards him, with a grim smile on his face.

"If you had come a little later, I would have been able to kill all the remaining secular gods in Luozhou." Lin Beixuan said nothing indifferently, tightly grasped the Yang Sword in his hand and directly faced the huge palm of the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost.

At this time, he could still feel the pressure brought by the Hungry Ghost Hell, but it was much smaller than the beginning of the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost Hell.

"boom!!"

The so-called Yang Sword is more like a lightsaber.

Lin Beixuan swung his sword. He had never learned any sword skills, so he simply slashed diagonally like a knife. However, the strength and energy stored in the Yang Sword poured out like a flood that had broken free from a dam.

The palm of Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost was cut in half from the middle by Lin Beixuan, and the force continued to Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost's entire arm and stopped when it touched his shoulder.

What is stored in the world of the living is energy, and next is the virtual sword.

The virtual sword has no shadow, and only the vaguely distorted shape in the air can reveal its general appearance.

To ordinary people, it seemed that Lin Beixuan was holding it in vain, grasping nothing.

The virtual sword can temporarily cut off the opponent's luck.

Although Lin Beixuan didn't know whether the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost had luck or not, in order to prevent the other party from taking some next moves, he decided to cut off a layer of the other party's luck first.

The sword is raised and slashed horizontally.

The Xuanhuang hungry ghost only felt a gust of breeze blowing by and nothing happened.

The giant hand that was cut open by Lin Beixuan was slowly healing. Without the sharp sword energy of the Yin Sword to suppress it, the Yang Sword was not very effective against those monsters with strong recovery abilities.

But Lin Beixuan didn't care too much about it. He just needed Yang Sword and Xu Sword to buy time.

He knew that the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost must have some tricks up his sleeve, and he had to force them out as soon as possible.

Next, it was the fine sword, which could cut the spirit and make the consciousness temporarily lose control of the body. It was the sword of consciousness, existing in Lin Beixuan's consciousness, and what was floating outside was just an empty shell.

Lin Beixuan stared at the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost with a frown. It seemed as if an invisible flying sword shot out from between his eyebrows and pierced straight into the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost's eyebrows.

The Xuanhuang hungry ghost seemed to have sensed something, and a calamity of disaster filled the air, protecting its face. It was like a starving ghost trapped in its body, roaring and extending its claws towards the flying spiritual sword.

"Bah!!"

One hungry ghost after another was shattered under the sword of spirit. The Xuanhuang hungry ghost's body was extremely powerful, but his spirit and soul were not weak either, and were even stronger than its strong body that was a hundred meters tall.

All of this stems from a powerful technique that it has practiced.

Soul Crucible.

Just as the fine sword was about to pierce the Xuanhuang hungry ghost's forehead, suddenly a huge illusory Xuanhuang cauldron rose from the depths of its soul and blocked the fine sword outside.

This is a collision of two souls and consciousnesses.

"You are not from this world!"

The Xuanhuang hungry ghost's voice was full of astonishment. It stared at Lin Beixuan, its huge eyes full of shock.

In the collision of consciousness and soul between both parties, some secrets cannot be hidden.

In addition, the Xuanhuang hungry ghost had already devoured the souls of many worldly people in Luozhou for sacrifice. Therefore, he had learned a lot about the other world outside the world by tasting the souls of worldly people.

So when it came into contact with Lin Beixuan's soul, it immediately saw the other party's origins.

"You are not from this world, why are you still obsessed with Luozhou's life and death?" The Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost rarely raised a question.

It couldn't understand why Lin Beixuan, since he was not from this world, would risk his life to help these secular gods take back Luozhou from it.

"To be honest, I didn't really care about Luozhou's life or death at first."

"But a lot of things happened in the meantime, and I met a lot of people. Slowly, I found that my perspective had changed a little bit."

"In my opinion, a living Naju is more in line with my goal than a dead Naju."

Since Lin Beixuan and Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost both used their consciousness to speak, the Fox Spirit God and others did not know that they were having a conversation.

Just as Lin Beixuan pointed with the sword in his hand, a huge furnace rose from the body of the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost, and the two sides were deadlocked in place.

"Haha, in my eyes, a dead Luozhou is meaningful to me!" The eyes of the Xuanhuang hungry ghost were full of despair and resentment.

"I will turn Luozhou into a ghost town, and make everyone like me, become complete beasts without self-awareness."

The Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost laughed crazily, and the Soul Furnace spun under the amplification of its expanding power, crushing the sword into pieces.

At the same time, Lin Beixuan suddenly opened his eyes, and two lines of blood flowed from his eyes.

He quickly drew his sword, pulled out the living sword from his side and slashed at himself fiercely.

The sword of life is not used to kill the enemy, but to kill me.

The sword emitting green light pierced into the chest like a nail, stabilizing Lin Beixuan's soul that was about to be extracted by the Xuanhuang hungry ghost.

Almost.

His soul was nearly sucked into the furnace, but luckily he reacted quickly and used the sword to nail the soul back into his body.

"Luckily, the panel copied the Soul Furnace technique for me to learn, otherwise I would have lost consciousness immediately."

"The soul of the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost is more terrifying than I imagined!"

Use your body as a furnace and your soul as firewood to practice the magic method of ascending to the next level. What you break through is not only your realm, but also the quality of your own soul.

"How many secular beings has it devoured?"

Lin Beixuan frowned and looked at Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost. He saw that the other party's furnace was wrapped in a layer of flames and something seemed to be refined in the furnace.

"Fortunately, this war came in time, otherwise it might have broken through to the Great Vulgar God realm."

After feeling a little scared, Lin Beixuan took a deep breath and took the last sword beside him.

Although it is called a spirit sword, it looks ordinary and not as dazzling as the other swords.

He has been fighting till now, and a lot of scattered divinity has been stored in the spirit sword. These divinities are condensed under the compression of the spirit sword, which is enough to burst out with extremely powerful force.

The most important thing is that it can erase the opponent's divinity and is specifically targeted at the sword of divinity.

Although the Xuanhuang hungry ghost is a hungry ghost, at its current point, it also needs to light incense in the temple and concentrate its divinity. Its followers are its believers.

Lin Beixuan stroked the spirit sword with his hand and attached all his strength to it.

The northern horse outside the pass, the water god of Bai Ze, the descendants of Luo Qi, the birth god, the dark thunder, the fire disaster...

He no longer planned to waste time with the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost. Too many unexpected events had occurred in this war, and it had lasted too long. He was worried that something unexpected would happen again, and the entire Beiming Army would no longer be able to fight.

The Xuanhuang hungry ghost seemed to have seen through Lin Beixuan's intention. He narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed wildly at this moment.

Its flesh suddenly began to burn, not like when it was being pecked by fire crows or burned by foxfire, but its entire body was burning.

It is like a human furnace, turning its cherished soul into flames without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)