: A wisp of thunder thought calms the soul

The power of Qilin shocked everyone.

But Zhang Qiling is not the true Qilin, and the aura he exudes is not powerful enough to drive away all ghosts.

After hesitating for a moment.

As if receiving some instructions, all the ghosts opened their mouths and roared silently.

The light blue mist stirred by the sound of ghost cries rolls endlessly.

Thousands of ghosts are floating around and coming ferociously.

"Keng..."

Zhang Qiling raised his hand and slashed out a wave of heat.

The light blue mist was immediately cut open by the sharp knife.

The strong blood energy was like a pillar of fire, and the ghosts within a dozen meters in front were immediately cleared away with the sound of "bah".

As the body is damaged and repaired, it becomes stronger!

Zhang Qiling's eyes burst out with dazzling energy, and the dragon pattern on his forehead became more complicated and mysterious...

Even he himself doesn't know how strong his physical strength is now.

The sword energy and sword wind cannot harm the ghost, but the lethality it can cause is actually due to its special blood energy power.

After regaining control of his body, Zhang Qiling immediately used his martial arts to protect himself.

When Zhang Qiling heard this, his face suddenly turned ugly.

I used to hope that I could help the world increase its dimension, but now I am trying to stop it...

He also noticed that the strength of the sword and the energy of the sword were of no use. They just tried their best to guide the blood and energy in the body to fight.

Ye Lanqiu's voice brought Hong Kang back to his senses.

Take a closer look.

He stared at Hong Kang with clear eyes like a knife, but received an encouraging smile.

As for these underhanded soldiers blocking the way, he was more interested in the driving force behind them.

With a soft groan, this thought slowly flew out of Hong Kang's palm.

Hong Kang is not very interested in these ghosts. Even if they are fierce ghosts and ghost kings, they are just like that in his eyes.

"Maybe it can take you a step further!"

This is very contradictory~!

He moved his body and found that the binding force disappeared.

They clearly felt Zhang Qiling's restraint on them, but they still launched a suicidal attack.

One of the two is a breathing swordsman, and the other is a chakra system.

Zhang Qiling's expression remained unchanged, and he rushed into the crowd of ghosts like an invincible god of war.

"These are the Yin soldiers who blocked Yu Wen Qiankun and the others...?"

But who can control and command these massive ghosts...?

Hong Kang had his own answer in his heart.

Also, doesn’t this pan-consciousness have too much influence on the world? Shouldn’t it only be instinct?

For Zhang Qiling, this moment was extremely uncomfortable.

The pan-consciousness of the Daxuan world is far less active, right?!

…………

"Boom~!"

Even if their consciousness is chaotic and they have almost no independent will, their biological instincts are still there.

It seemed like real lightning flashed across the sky, and the entire mountain range was illuminated.

Twisting his fingers gently, a crystal-clear thought appeared, as big as a marble, with infinitely bright thunder and lightning essence brewing inside.

Use your mind to control the sword and cut your heart and soul!

Otherwise, if it drags on for a long time, it will only be killed by the sea of ​​​​human tactics..., well, it should be the sea of ​​ghosts tactics.

This is the first time he has activated the [Qilin Pattern] state.

This thunderous light, with its boundless momentum, was irresistible. The majestic pressure stimulated his body, inch by inch, minute by minute... He felt as if he was being melted into powder.

Sure enough, the range of Zhang Qiling's sword screen was shrinking.

"Boom~!"

That thought exploded.

"His physical strength is strong and full, but the power of blood is not...!"

Professionalism is inappropriate!~

If Yu Wen Qiankun hadn't mastered the Thunder Release Ninjutsu, there would really be no need to fight~

"Sir, my brother's condition is not good."

Whether intentionally or not, the thunder thought exploded near it.

He only felt that his energy, energy, and spirit were high, but he didn't feel tired even though he was swinging the knife with such high intensity.

Those Yin soldiers, like ice and snow encountering the warm sun, turned into green energy and dispersed...

Cells are being penetrated, destroyed, and whipped, and organs are whining and suffering...

But at the same time, the power derived from his bloodline is also awakening, the vitality deep in his body is being stimulated, and the rich blood is repairing his body...

Unless he can completely unify his own will and strength and condense the sword intention.

Ants can even kill an elephant with their numbers.

Gein, that faint power of Qi is too familiar.

he felt it,

Some inexplicable things are constantly arising and dying under the stimulation of lightning...

But I found that my body couldn’t move——

However, after all, it is just a thought from Hong Kang's soul, and its power is limited.

If he hadn't been cold-tempered, he would have yelled loudly.

Hong Kang's faint voice came softly.

The violent lightning flashed, and his eyes suddenly turned white, and he temporarily lost the ability to see.

"Ha~ha~~"

Hong Kang looked into the void with a half-smiling face.

An ancient black gold sword was swung into a wheel, and the blade cut the air, making a sharp sound of breaking wind!

"Don't worry, you can withstand this thunder."

Therefore, Yuwen Qiankun and Ouyang Qing can only suffer here.

Zhang Qiling scolded lightly.

The thunder is shining brightly, and thousands of mountains are like fire!~

Not a single bit of scream.

Yes, it's a pusher.

"Click~!"

The light slowly faded.

After three breaths.

Groups of thunder energy are constantly squirming and exploding...

In just an instant, the entire world was filled with endless, dazzling shining light.

There was something obviously wrong with these ghostly moths attacking like a fire.

Eye-catching white columns of air are sprayed from the mouth and nose, which are very condensed.

It was like being given a death order.

The so-called profession has specialization.

A steady stream of power flows out of the body, and within ten meters of the body, everything is covered by his black and red sword curtain.

Not to mention these ghosts!~
To be continued...