Chapter 837 Fierce Fighting (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

After seeing the ghost group, Ximen Jian showed unprecedented excitement, and at this moment, his hope for achieving the Nascent Soul in the future can be said to have reached its peak again after many years.

Before this, the fist-sized ice crystal-shaped magic weapon that had assisted Sun Mingsheng in suppressing the remnants of the formation rose into the air again, and emitted a series of light beams that seemed to be real, directly colliding with the huge number of ghosts.

A large number of ghost soldiers and ghosts with insufficient strength of the first and second levels suddenly stood still and quickly turned into fist-sized fragments as the ice crystals shattered, and completely disappeared.

Ximen Jian's attack caused the death of at least nearly a thousand ghost soldiers and ghosts, which directly caused a significant reduction in the number of ghosts.

"Tsk tsk tsk, these old cultivators of the ninth level of the Golden Core are really not easy to deal with. They never revealed their true strength in the previous battles. Only when the treasures that help them achieve the Nascent Soul are in front of them, they are qualified to show their trump cards."

Looking at the suddenly reduced group of ghosts, Sun Mingsheng couldn't help but sigh. Since he had promised Ximen Jian to help him in the subsequent fight for treasures, he would not easily regret it now.

Of course, he would not be stupid enough to help with all his strength. At most, he would only assist. Just like when picking the Tianxue Lianlian Ling Fruit, Ximen Jian just hid in the distance and used the power of the magic weapon to suppress the remnants of the formation to a certain extent. That's all.

"Fellow Daoist Ximen, don't worry, I will help you now."

As soon as he said it, Sun Mingsheng shouted and jumped up. Under the cover of the turtle shield, the demon-subduing staff moved around flexibly, knocking the second-level ghosts into pieces.

This method of fighting seems to be highly efficient, but compared to the huge number of ghosts, it is just a drop in the bucket and will not attract the attention of the ghost king at all. Moreover, the direction he chose is basically contrary to the ghost king's location.

Of course, as a qualified companion, Sun Mingsheng will not always be so lazy. After a cup of tea, he has been entangled with a third-level low-grade ghost king.

There is usually only one strongest ghost king in a ghost group, but there are more than one ghost above the third level. There are one or two ghosts at least, and seven or eight ghosts at most. The situation usually varies from person to person.

At this time, Ximen Jian, who wanted to pick the spiritual medicine to assist in the achievement of the Nascent Soul, had already fought fiercely with the only third-level high-grade ghost king.

The strength of this ghost king is naturally not to be underestimated. At least with Sun Mingsheng's eighth-level cultivation strength, he is not sure enough to win.

Unfortunately, it is still a long way from the peak of the third-grade top grade. Under the full force of Ximen Jian, a cultivator with profound background, even with the help of a large group of ghosts, it is still impossible to truly turn the tables and win in the battle.

Only at this time did Sun Mingsheng have a clear understanding of Ximen Jian's strength. At the same time, he used one attack, one defense, one auxiliary and one group attack, a total of four third-grade top grade magic weapons to fight the enemy, and all of them had obvious restraining power against the ghost king in front of him.

During his attack, from time to time, he mixed in a third-grade top grade treasure talisman with fire attribute, thunder attribute and even space attribute. With the power of one person, he firmly suppressed the entire group of ghosts.

"Please enter the core battle circle, Fellow Daoist Sun. After this trip, I will present you a pair of third-level low-grade spirit beasts and four third-level middle-grade spirit beast eggs on behalf of the Beast Taming Sect as a reward. How about that?"

Two fists are no match for four hands. Although Ximen Jian suppressed the ghost group, he was also surrounded by the fearless ghost group. If there is no external force to assist, he will not be able to escape in a short time to strive for the opportunity to pick the treasure that assists in achieving the Nascent Soul.

And as time goes by, the ninth-level Jindan cultivators who enter the ancient battlefield will definitely go to the only common goal one after another. Once they spend too much time here, the consequences will naturally be unimaginable, and there is a high probability that they will pass by this unknown treasure.

For Ximen Jian, this is equivalent to completely losing the only hope of breaking the elixir to become an infant and making it slim, which is completely unacceptable.

There must be a brave man under a big reward. Faced with this choice, they can only lure Sun Mingsheng to help with great benefits, even at the cost of the third-level lower-grade adult spirit beasts and the more precious third-level middle-grade spirit beast cubs of the Beast Taming Sect.

Because the Beast Taming Sect lacks the Nascent Soul cultivators, its overall strength naturally cannot occupy the first level in the cultivation world, but in terms of cultivating spirit beasts alone, it is also the best in the entire cultivation world.

In order to ensure the inheritance of the sect and the absolute development advantage in the subsequent process, the Beast Taming Sect rarely sells adult spirit beasts to avoid revealing the secrets of the sect's inheritance.

"You and I are originally traveling together, and it is reasonable to help this time, but please keep your word, Taoist Ximen"

As expected, after Sun Mingsheng heard his words, his eyes immediately burst into terrifying light. For spirit beasts above the third level, he and the Sun family behind him have never had any resistance.

"Whether I succeed or not, even if I die unexpectedly in the subsequent battle, you only need to hold this Sect Leader's Talisman to get the due reward from the Sect."

Ximen Jian immediately threw out a jade token representing the head of the Beast Taming Sect, which was emitting a bright light, which was also a strong evidence and guarantee.

"Fellow Daoist Ximen, please see what Sun can do, and leave without worry. What is there to fear from a mere third-grade upper-grade ghost king?"

After getting a satisfactory answer, Sun Mingsheng naturally would not hesitate at all. As the saying goes, taking money from people and eliminating disasters for them, he would never violate this principle.

Putting the head of the sect talisman into the storage bag, Sun Mingsheng once again sacrificed the ghost-sealing bead that had sealed two third-grade middle-grade ghost kings in the battle.

With the support of sufficient mana, the ghost-sealing bead was suspended in the air and rotated rapidly, and sprayed out black silk threads as thick as hair.

These black threads like hair kept flying in the air, seemingly without any rules, but in fact all the black hairs were aimed at the third-grade upper-grade ghost king, surrounding and imprisoning from different directions.

When he bought this ghost-sealing bead at the auction, it was promised that it could seal the lower-middle-grade third-level ghost kings, and could only imprison the upper-grade third-level ghost kings to a certain extent.

His purpose was just to stop the ghost king and leave enough buffer time for Ximen Jian to evacuate, and naturally he would not really fight.

"Roar"

However, the ghost king's performance was quite explosive. The black line like hair had not yet really imprisoned him, and he had already entered a furious state and entangled with Sun Mingsheng. Ximen Jian took this opportunity to disappear with the help of the space talisman.