"This formation is a bit weird!" Li Chun didn't have much experience fighting the dead, but he had obtained a lot of information about the dead from the Netherworld Swordsman. The attacks of ghosts come more from the spiritual level. While they have acquired defense capabilities that are almost ineffective against physical attacks, they also have to give up sharp physical attacks. ¡ª¡ªWatching the ghost pick up the sword is very scary, but when it is cut on the body, the actual effect is only a slight sting. "But the ghost can use mental attacks to make you think that you have actually been stabbed through the chest with a sword, which is enough to kill someone." The mental attacks are so powerful. The ghosts hadn¡¯t even started their formal attack, and Li Chun already felt a dull pain in his head. These ghosts have broken through the realm of Yinshen, but the sense of oppression coming from their cores is obviously more than that. "I think Miao Jiuyou took action himself." Li Chun took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and tried his best to fight against it. His mental strength is not weak, especially after practicing the Sword Curse of the God of Desire. Even when facing a strong man like Bai Qingyi, he has never been at a disadvantage on the spiritual level. But compared to a level 24 ghost who relies on mental attacks to survive, it is inevitably a little inferior. "I can't take the initiative to attack, I can only defend carefully and wait for the opportunity." Although he was motionless, the lights and shadows of swords in his mind were just as intense. The translucent ghosts have surrounded Li Chun. If it weren't for the sword energy protecting him, they would have pounced on him and launched a suicidal attack without hesitation. Now, they each drew out their swords and stabbed Li Chun randomly. Each thrust of the sword. The muscles on Li Chun's face twitched slightly, and his face turned pale. ¡°If someone stepped into Li Chun¡¯s retreat room at this time, they would probably be scared to death. ¡ª¡ªWho can survive being stabbed by such swords? "Humph¡ª¡ª" Li Chun still persisted. The ghost's sword was not enough to cause any physical damage to his body, but the powerful spiritual attacks made him tremble again and again. Even though his will is as strong as fire, I don¡¯t know how long he can hold on! "This kid is really tough!" Miao Jiuyou gritted his teeth. Now her spirit is connected to a ghost who attacked Li Chun. Although she did not take action personally, it is not much different from taking action personally. In her mind, even though Li Chun is a level 20 swordsman with a tough spirit, but in this Under such an oppressive attack, it is impossible to hold on for too long. It takes at most one stick of incense. This kid will surrender and give up on breakthroughs, and then he can withdraw his subordinates and pretend that nothing happened. She didn¡¯t want to kill anyone. "But now" Li Chun has been holding on for half an hour. Whenever he is about to fail, Li Chun will suddenly and desperately launch a mental counterattack, directly attacking the weakness of the ghost formation, forcing Miao Jiuyou to have people defend him, and miss the opportunity to completely destroy him. Look at this situation. We can only slowly fight a war of attrition until this guy runs out of gas. to accomplish the goal. "Damn it!" "Don't he know that he will die if he does this?" Miao Jiuyou snorted coldly. If the mental power is exhausted, for a ghost, it will be like a ghost, and it will be gone. For a living creature, it will be gone. Naturally, the only ending is death, and even the soul may not be saved, which means it is difficult to enter the world of the dead and rest in peace! "This kid is really stupid!" After all, he is a ghost and has no big concept of life and death. If Li Chun chooses death. Then she wouldn't mind pushing him! "Attack! Keep attacking!" She gritted her teeth. Li Chun felt a pounding pain in his head, as if a lightsaber was flying up and down, tearing his brain apart. ¡ª¡ªThis is also the manifestation of the formation of the Sword Curse of the God of Desire and Crazy Heart. This sword technique driven by spiritual power was created by the female swordsman Ying Wushuang. Before breaking through the limit of the twenty-first level, it was just a sword move with spiritual power. But once it breaks through the twenty-first level, it can become extraordinary and become a saint. Condensing spiritual power into a tangible sword, it becomes the invincible sharpness of killing gods and slaying demons. Li Chun is at the critical moment when the sword is taking shape. This also brought him endless pain. Even if you are the original creator, if you want to turn your spiritual power into a sword, you must slowly cultivate it and spend a lot of time, so as not to hurt yourself before hurting others. But at this time, Li Chun didn't care about that. In order to resist the ghost's mental attack, he had to refine the double-edged sword in advance. You can save yourself at a critical moment, but the damage to your body and mind is also extremely serious. "Fortunately, I have eaten countless pills, and the potency of the pills has not been completely absorbed yet. If you are injured, you can still recover slowly. Otherwise, you will definitely not be able to sustain it for that long." The most effective one is still He obtained the Yuan Dan of Creation in Fengming Mountain. This thing improved him tremendously. It could also eliminate injuries and prevent him from collapsing. It was truly a masterpiece. He gritted his teeth and persisted, feeling itchy on his shoulders and back, as if something was about to break out of the cocoon. "Hmph, although his sword of spiritual power is powerful, it must hurt himself before it can take shape!" "He will definitely be doomed before he can break through!" By this time, the outcome of Miao Jiuyou's battle was almost certain, so he gave up. Heart comes. Li Chun has completely let go of victory and defeat, and only pursues the breakthrough in front of him. He clenched his fists, and there were blood drops all over his body. Poof! A bloody white feather suddenly sprouted from his shoulder blade! *** In the infinite depths of the sky, in the emptiness of the universe, between the vast gaps between worlds. The lonely Fengming Mountain is spinning slowly, as if it is changing its direction. "Finally there seems to be a change in Mitian World, which can give me a chance to locate it." Puhua Yuanzun got out of the pot with a disgraced face. After three years of wasted effort, he just wanted to make Fengming Mountain Steering. go back! Go back to the world of Mitian. "Otherwise, that little guy who took the wrong medicine will cause so much trouble!" Puhua Yuanzun looked at the empty bottle on the ground, his expression extremely ugly. "Fortunately, with the suppression of that world, it is absolutely impossible for that kid to break through to level 20 or above. As long as he does not enter the realm of gods, there is a way to get it backit can be reversed!" He murmured comfort. Himself, step on the empty bottle and explode it! boom! ! Debris is flying everywhere! The porcelain pieces were smashed into pieces, and the row of pills on the shelf fell over. The old man didn't care. Puhua Yuanzun looked up to the sky sadly and screamed, "How could I get the wrong one!" (To be continued)