I'd never seen a ghost stick out its tongue before.
But this was the first time I'd encountered one that protruded an entire mouthful of them.
Not daring to be careless, I quickly warned, "Old Mo, get out of the way!"
With that, I retreated.
Old Mo, his face swollen, rolled repeatedly on the ground.
The tongues shot out, striking the spot where I had just stood.
It was a large bluestone.
When struck by these tongues, with loud bangs, the bluestone was pierced through, one hole after another.
Damn it, if they hit a body, wouldn't it be impaled?
My heart pounded with fear. Indeed.
Above the profound dan, the gap between each minor realm was vast.
But even if she spat out more tongues tonight, it would be in vain.
Seeing the tongues constantly attacking, I severed several with a single sword strike.
The Yin-Yang dual orbs pierced through several more.
Ghost blood splattered everywhere with sizzling sounds.
It fell on our bodies or the ground, then, with a whoosh, turned into wisps of black smoke and vanished.
At the same time, I drew a yellow talisman.
And tossed it towards the tongues.
With my left hand forming a sword finger, I let out a low growl:
"Hurry as the law dictates, break!"
A flash of white light, and with a boom, the talisman's power exploded, shattering seven or eight more ghost tongues.
The severed tongues fell to the ground, still writhing like loaches.
Only after a while would they turn into black mist and disappear.
On the other side, Old Mo had also stabilized himself.
He now threw his double axes, chopping through two tongues, and then clapped his hands together.
He slapped forward.
Shouting, "Thunder technique, Thunder Palm!"
A thunderous character spell pattern appeared on Old Mo's palm. With a flash of lightning, two arcs of electricity shot out.
As they contacted the tongues, they exploded with a bang. The arcs crackled and danced across the tongues.
In an instant, over a dozen ghost tongues were all severed.
Old Mo's thunder technique was truly formidable.
This was even a perfect Five Thunder Palm.
It was a pity that despite my numerous spirit roots, none were ultimate, so I couldn't learn it.
After the exchange of blows, all the dozens of ghost tongues spat out by the female ghost were severed.
The female ghost, suspended in the air, inhaled, and the remaining half-severed tongues returned to her mouth.
However, we hadn't inflicted any significant damage on her.
The female ghost closed her serrated mouth and let out another ear-piercing scream.
"Ah..."
The sound was incredibly, piercingly sharp.
It made our eardrums ache.
Simultaneously, it carried rolling waves of sinister energy as she swooped down.
Her speed seemed even faster than before.
I didn't even have time to use the Yin-Yang dual orbs to defend myself before she was upon us.
I could only raise my sword to block.
In response, the female ghost attacked with a claw.
With a bang, she sent me flying back several meters.
Old Mo, rushing over to help, was also swatted away by the female ghost's claw.
Old Mo and I quickly steadied ourselves and continued to fight the female ghost.
The female ghost's strength fully erupted, her sinister energy becoming even more potent as she began to fight us desperately.
Although I had mastered the Qiankun True Art, and the Yin-Yang dual orbs protected me,
And with Old Mo's thunder technique bolstering our efforts, the two of us fighting together could only fight the female ghost to a stalemate.
At this moment, Old Mo and I truly experienced the peak state and terrifying offensive power of a female ghost on the verge of advancing to a red-clothed vengeful spirit.
The yellow-clothed ghosts we had encountered before could not compare to the yellow-clothed female ghost before us.
Although she wasn't as strong as a red-skinned fiery ghost,
With our current foundation cultivation, it was truly not easy to kill her in a short period.
And most importantly, her speed was too great.
From time to time, she would employ illusory techniques, causing most of the talismans and divine arts she cast to miss.
At this moment, the female ghost once again vanished through illusion.
Flickering, she darted back and forth around us, making her difficult to track.
Old Mo and I were both panting.
Our continuous use of thunder techniques and the Qiankun True Art had also depleted our energy significantly.
Looking at the yellow-clothed female ghost flitting around us, ready to strike at any moment,
Old Mo spoke in a deep voice, "Old Qin, keep an eye on this ghost, give me ten seconds."
Hearing this, I knew what Old Mo was about to do.
He was going to unleash his strongest divine art, the "Spirit Invocation Technique."
I nodded. "Alright!"
Without further ado, Old Mo threw his double axes onto the ground.
He clapped his hands together, his hand seals shifting, and began chanting.
At this moment, the female ghost sensed danger.
She attacked Old Mo.
Seeing the female ghost attack, I controlled the dual orbs to circle around Old Mo, forming a protection.
I alone drew my sword and charged directly at her.
"Heaven and Earth without bounds, Qiankun without law, destroy!"
Another Destruction Seal.
Terrifying divine energy surged, colliding with the female ghost's claws.
With booming explosions,
Although I blocked the female ghost's attack, the continuous use of the "Destroy" seal was also taking its toll, leaving me somewhat exhausted and needing a moment to recover.
Meanwhile, Old Mo was still chanting.
The female ghost once again protruded a mouth full of ghost tongues.
Seeing this situation, I could only stand in front and continuously chop.
The female ghost also circled us, constantly changing direction.
I kept my eyes fixed on the female ghost, no matter how her direction changed, I always faced her.
Ensuring Old Mo's safety.
Ten seconds, which normally felt like a fleeting moment, not even as long as a video advertisement.
But under such intense combat, it felt exceptionally long.
My nerves were strung tight, my eyes wide, afraid of any oversight.
With swift sword strikes and talismans thrown like they were free,
Explosions sounded constantly.
One by one, ghost tongues were severed and fell to the ground.
Ghost blood splattered everywhere.
And I myself was wounded by several ghost tongues.
One even grazed my neck, nearly taking my life.
But fortunately, it was a close call.
Just then, Old Mo finally completed his hand seals.
He stomped his left foot on the ground and shouted, "Spirit Invocation Technique; Line, Soldier, Commence, Array, Forward, Command!"