Chapter Thirty: Subduing Ghosts and Demons (Part One)

  Several ghostly skulls entwined Lu Changfeng's flying sword, and in no time, the originally radiant red light of the flying sword went "clang" and fell to the ground. No matter how hard Lu Changfeng tried to control it with his mind, it only trembled a few times and refused to fly again.

  Lu Changfeng now knew that the flying sword had been corrupted by the evil energy and lost its spiritual nature, so he stopped summoning it. He let out a loud roar, then stuck a talisman on his body, causing his entire being to burst into a blaze of golden light like a bundle of dry firewood, making all the nearby ghostly heads let out a chorus of mournful wails, clearly showing their extreme aversion to the golden light.

  "Monster, you will die!" Lu Changfeng relied on the golden light protecting his body to ward off evil, and with a single hand transformed into a claw, he charged straight towards where the ghost was.

  "Hehe, little brother's cultivation is not high, but there are quite a few treasures on his body!" The ghost demon retracted its fearful golden light head, and while speaking calmly, it also opened its palm, with dark energy surrounding it, fiercely clashing with Lu Changfeng's golden palm.

  Lu Changfeng thought that with the support of the "Golden Sun Talisman", he could withstand the ghost's attack, but unexpectedly, when their palms met, a dark and sharp force suddenly surged into his body through the golden light, instantly dispersing the internal energy he had cultivated with great difficulty, and his body flew far away like a broken kite.

  "Alas, young man, sorry about that. I didn't mean to use too much force and accidentally ruined your Taoist practice." The ghostly being withdrew her hand, as slender as jade, after sending Lu Changfeng flying, and spoke with sarcasm.

  Lu Changfeng heavily fell to the ground, barely stabilizing his body, and upon hearing the demon's words, his blood suddenly congealed, and a mouthful of stagnant blood spurted out.

  "I was worried about finding a pure Yang to suppress the Yin spirits, but I didn't expect little brother to deliver himself to my doorstep. I have no choice but to be impolite."

  The demon said, and his body suddenly flashed, turning into a white shadow floating beside Lu Changfeng. Only to see her slender hand slowly pressing towards the weak breath of Lu Changfeng's forehead, with dark and ink-like yin energy swirling around, while Lu Changfeng's face was gradually distorted, obviously suffering from unbearable pain.

  It's a long story, but in fact, the battle between Lu Changfeng and the ghost only lasted for a few breaths. Zhao Gang and Liu Yishan, who were hiding on the side, never expected that their senior brother, who was in the late stage of the Golden Elixir, would be subdued without even making three moves in front of the ghost.

  Under the shock in their hearts, Zhao Gang and Liu Yishan still rushed out with a hard scalp. If Master Lu Changfeng was harmed by this ghost, and they two did not dare to show up, when they returned to the mountain, they would not only be ridiculed by the sect disciples, but also be punished by Master Xingchenzi.

  "Monster, stop at once!"

  Zhao Gang let out a loud shout, and a yellow stream of light shot out from his body, heading straight for the location of the ghosts and demons.

  That ghostly figure let out a hearty laugh, and surprisingly, it was holding Lu Changfeng to block Zhao Gang's flying sword, which had transformed into a yellow glow. It wanted to use Lu Changfeng's flesh and blood to withstand the cultivator's flying sword treasure attack.

  Zhao Gang was shocked and hastily used his spiritual awareness to control the flying sword, while the ghost and demon also released Lu Changfeng. Immediately after, in Zhao Gang's eyes, it was just a flash of white light, and the fragrance had already rushed into his nose. Then, his chest was heavily imprinted with a palm, and a cold and gloomy force instantly broke through his own True Yuan force defense, **his own dantian.

  A mournful cry escaped his lips, and his body flew backward like a kite with its string cut. Zhao Gang only then realized how formidable this ghostly creature was. Meanwhile, Liu Yishan, who had initially intended to provide assistance, didn't even think twice before flying into the air and fleeing towards the horizon on his flying sword.

  Such a powerful ghost, it's no longer something that a Golden Core cultivator can control, staying here would only lead to certain death.

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