Lin Yuan landed slowly, holding a saber in one hand and sweeping a cold gaze across the battlefield.
At that moment, another Ghost King continued to unleash shadow power through the evil spirit mask. Countless twisted black shadows wandered through the ruins, transforming into eerie ghost claws and blades that relentlessly attacked the Celestial Masters and their disciples. The shadows seemed alive, screeching as they tore through the air, filling the battlefield with an ominous aura.
"Hehehe… Struggle all you want. Under the shadow's devouring power, your lowly Daoist magic is useless!" The Ghost King sneered, evil patterns glowing faintly on its mask. The shadows coalesced into a giant phantom of an evil ghost, jaws gaping as it lunged at the group.
"Dammit! This thing won't let up!" A Celestial Master swung a thunderbolt awkwardly, only for the shadows to swallow it whole—unable to be fully dispelled.
Just then, a cold aura sliced through the air, and Lin Yuan's figure vanished from the spot!
The Ghost King was focused on the battle ahead, completely unaware that a dark figure had silently closed in!
"Hm?" It tensed, about to turn…
"Squelch!"
A ghost-green saber stabbed through its back, ghost qi swirling and floating into the air along the blade!
"Wha… How?" The Ghost King's voice was filled with disbelief. It looked down at the saber protruding from its chest, unable to fathom when Lin Yuan had circled behind it.
Lin Yuan smirked coldly, ghostly flames flickering in his eyes. "Heard of Wind Shadow Footwork, Ghost King?"
The Ghost King's mouth dropped open as if to speak, but its ghost qi disintegrated rapidly inside its body!
...
By the dim firelight, six evil ghost cultivators danced around an ancient altar. Their movements were twisted and eerie, like a lost secret art. With each step, the air reeked of nauseating blood.
Su Nian was chained tightly at the altar's center!
Her face was deathly pale, her eyes hollow—all hope drained.
Suddenly, "Squelch!"
One cultivator drew a dagger and stabbed Su Nian's right palm without hesitation!
"AAAAH!"
Her bloodcurdling scream echoed through the altar. Blood dripped from her wound, soaking the runes beneath her feet.
Another cultivator immediately held up a strange black vessel, collecting every drop of fresh blood with a sinister grin. "Hehehe… This is just the beginning."
Su Nian hung her head weakly, her eyes swimming with despair.
"You should've lasted a few more days… Blame those righteous idiots," the cultivator sneered, cruelty gleaming in his eyes.
"…Next."
The second cultivator stepped forward slowly, a sinister smile on his face, clutching a cold dagger.
"Hehehe…"
He began the same strange dance, his body twisting, steps accelerating into an unsettling rhythm. As he approached Su Nian, the dagger rose slowly…
"Crackle!"
Two bolts of lightning split the darkness!
BOOM!!
One thunderbolt struck abruptly in front of the altar, its light illuminating a cultivator's shocked face. The other turned into a flying sword, screaming through the air with destructive lightning, "Ch!", stabbing the cultivator who ready to attack Su Nian!
"AAH!"
The cultivator shrieked as the lightning blasted him backward, slamming into an altar pillar. Blood poured from his mouth, his eyes wide with terror.
A dignified figure stepped into the altar, wrapped in thunder.
Zhang Daozun's rage burned like a furnace.
His gaze swept to Su Nian's bloodied hand, and his eyes turned to ice.
"You monsters!"
Jia Daozun thundered, "You're not human at all!"
At that moment, other Celestial Masters, formation Dao Lords, and police officers arrived, surrounding the altar.
Uncle Wei boomed, "You're surrounded! Drop your weapons and surrender!"
The six cultivators exchanged glances, their eyes wild with fury and defiance.
"Hehehe… HAHAHA…"
They burst into mad, eerie laughter.
"You think... this is done?"
BOOM!
Black ghost qi surged toward the sky, and the entire altar trembled violently!
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林远缓缓落地,单手持刀,目光冰冷地扫过另一边的战场.
就在此时,另一只鬼王仍在借助恶灵面具释放阴影之力,无数扭曲的黑影在废墟中游荡,化作诡异的鬼爪,利刃,不断袭击天师和他们的弟子们.那些阴影仿佛拥有生命,尖啸着撕裂空气,让整个战场充满了不祥的气息.
"呵呵呵... 挣扎吧,在阴影的吞噬下,你们这些低微的道法终究没啥用!" 鬼王冷笑着,面具上的邪纹隐隐发光,阴影化作一条巨大的恶鬼虚影,张开血盆大口,猛地扑向众人.
"该死!这家伙太难缠了!" 一名天师狼狈地挥出一道雷光,但却被阴影直接吞没,根本无法完全驱散.
就在此时,一道幽冷的气息突然划破空气,林远的身影已然消失在原地!
鬼王正专注于眼前的战斗,完全没注意到,一个漆黑的身影已经悄然逼近!
"嗯?" 它心中微微一紧,正要转身...
"噗嗤!"
一柄幽绿色的鬼刀从它的后背贯穿而出,混杂着鬼气,顺着刀锋飘散在空中!
"什... 么?" 鬼王的声音中满是不可置信,低头看着从自己胸口透出的鬼刀,它根本没察觉林远是什么时候绕到身后的!
林远冷冷一笑,幽火在他眼中跳跃:"风影身法了解一下,鬼王."
鬼王嘴巴微张,似乎想说什么,鬼气在它的身体里迅速崩溃!
...
昏暗的火光下,六名邪鬼修围绕着一座古老的祭坛起舞.他们的舞蹈扭曲而诡异,像是某种失落的秘术,随着他们的舞步,空气中弥漫着令人作呕的血腥气息.
苏念被铁链死死绑在祭坛中央!
她的脸色惨白,双目空洞,仿佛已经失去了所有希望.
突然,"噗嗤!"
一个跳舞的邪鬼修猛地抽出一把小刀,毫不犹豫地刺进了苏念的右手掌心!
"啊啊啊!"
苏念凄厉的惨叫,响彻整个祭坛,血水顺着手掌伤口滴落,浸透了脚下的符文.
旁边的邪鬼修立刻端起一个古怪的黑色容器,将那新鲜的血液一滴不漏地收集进去,嘴角露出森然的笑意:"呵呵呵... 这才刚刚开始."
苏念虚弱地垂下头,眼中满是绝望.
"你本来还能多活几天的... 要怪就怪那些正道人士吧." 邪鬼修低笑着,眼中满是残忍.
"... 下一位."
第二名邪鬼修缓缓踱步向前,脸上挂着阴森的微笑,手中紧握着一把冰冷的小刀.
"呵呵呵..."
他开始跳起同样古怪的舞蹈,扭动的身躯,舞步越来越快,带着无法言喻的诡异感.他缓缓靠近苏念,手中的刀缓缓扬起...
"噼啪!"
两道雷光,瞬间划破黑暗!
轰!!
一道雷电突兀地劈在祭坛前方,闪电交错,光芒照亮了一张震惊至极的邪鬼修脸庞!
另一道雷霆化作一柄飞剑,挟带着毁灭性的雷光, "嗤!" 一声,狠狠刺向了那名准备用小刀,扎苏念的邪鬼修!
"啊啊!"
邪鬼修发出凄厉的惨叫,身体被雷光直接轰飞出去,重重地砸在祭坛石柱上,口中鲜血狂喷,眼中满是惊恐!
一道威严的身影缓步踏入祭坛,周身雷光缠绕.
张道尊怒火滔天!
他目光一扫,看到苏念那满是鲜血的右手,眼神彻底冷了下来.
"你们这群畜生!"
贾道尊雷霆震怒,破口大骂:"你们,根本不是人!"
此刻,其他天师,阵法道尊,警察们也纷纷赶到,围住了整个祭坛.
伟叔大喝一声:"你们已经被包围了!放下武器,束手就擒!"
六名邪鬼修彼此对视,眼中满是疯狂与不甘.
"呵呵呵... 哈哈哈..."
他们突然开始大笑,笑声诡异而疯狂!
"你们以为... 到这里就结束了?"
轰!
黑色的鬼气冲天而起,整个祭坛剧烈震动!