Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 120 Ghost King
Seeing the blood-line dragon escape, Fu Tianhua was delighted.

With a wave of his sleeves, three golden copper coins flew out of his hand.

The copper coin exudes a brilliant bronze glow, and the front is engraved with golden ancient characters, which shows its age.

"go with!"

A trace of pain flashed across Fu Tianhua's eyes. These three treasures were his trump cards.

It was obtained in an ancient Jindan cave. It is a one-time treasure. When activated by spiritual force, it can release power that rivals the late Jindan stage.

"Buzz!"

As Fu Tianhua's spiritual power continued to be poured into the copper coin, the spiritual light on it became more and more dazzling, and the bronze light was so dazzling that people could not open their eyes.

"go with!"

Fu Tianhua pointed his finger at the first copper coin, and with a bang, it instantly turned into a bronze arc of light and disappeared.

As his figure appeared again, he had already arrived in front of the purple-black formation set up by the Yan family.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a piercing roar, the formation exploded.

The formation exploded with a loud bang, and the aftermath caused dozens of Yan family disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage to fly back dozens of feet.

He fell to the ground, spitting blood, his face pale.

After all, these Yan family disciples could not withstand the power of a blow from a late Jindan stage cultivator.

Seeing these Yan family disciples falling to the ground, Fu Tianhua looked very proud.

Looking at the blood-line dragon that had escaped from the trap, it was rushing towards the ancestor of the Yan family. Without any hesitation, it pointed at the second copper coin again.

"Buzz!"

As the spiritual power was absorbed, the copper coin began to emit bronze light again.

It was like a beam of energy light, flying straight towards the ancestor of the Yan family.

Looking at the scene before his eyes, the ancestor of the Yan family had a gloomy expression. He didn't know how things had come to this point and that he had been plotted against by the Fu family.

He originally thought that the Fu family just wanted to get a Bloodline Dragon Inner Pill for free.

Who would have thought that he would wipe out the Yan family in one fell swoop.

After all, the strength of the two families is almost the same. Although the Yan family suffered a disaster, the foundation-building cultivators did not suffer too much loss.

In addition, both of them were in the middle stage of the Jindan realm, so they couldn't believe that Fu Tianhua would take action.

But when he saw the three copper coins that Fu Tianhua took out one after another, he understood what was going on.

The three copper coins are disposable magic weapons.

After use, the magic weapon will be scrapped, but in return it will gain power far beyond that of the same level.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the second copper coin magic weapon attacking him, the Yan family ancestor had no time to think and could only hope that his Qiankun Tower could withstand it.

Qiankun Tower is Yan Jin’s natal magic weapon, mainly used for defense.

As wisps of yellow spiritual light emerged from the Qiankun Tower, slowly covering the area.

From a distance, it looks like an ancient tower made of yellow rocks.

With a "bang", the copper coin fell heavily on the Qiankun Tower.

The powerful energy caused the Qiankun Tower to tremble continuously, emitting a series of roaring sounds.

Yan Jin's face turned red under the tower and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although the force of this blow did not destroy the Qiankun Tower, it still caused serious injuries to Yan Jin.

Seeing Yan Jin spitting blood, Fu Tianhua sneered and looked at the third copper coin in front of him.

"Die!"

A ferocious look appeared on Fu Tianhua's face, and his spiritual power instantly penetrated into the copper coin.

"call out!"

The copper coin turned into a bronze light and escaped again.

The successive killing moves left Yan Jin no chance to breathe.

For a Jindan cultivator, it is easy to determine victory or defeat, but it is difficult to decide life or death.

This is also the reason why Yan Jin dared to confidently make a deal with Fu Tianhua.

However, he did not expect that Fu Tianhua would choose to take action when he was fighting with the Bloodline Dragon, and he even had three disposable magic weapons.

Looking at the third copper coin magic weapon flying towards him, Yan Jin knew that he could no longer sit and wait for death, otherwise he would only be dead.

With this in mind, he patted the storage bag at his waist.

Three khaki talismans appeared in his hand.

Advanced talisman——Earth Spirit Talisman.

As the spiritual power penetrated into the talisman, it instantly emitted an earthy yellow light, appearing particularly dazzling.

The talisman turned into points of light and merged into the mud in front of him.

"Boom!"

As huge roars were heard, huge ochre-colored puppets began to crawl out from the ground.

The puppets are huge, each one is three meters tall, covered with khaki armor with many mysterious and strange patterns on it.

"Advanced Talisman!"

The moment she saw the three stone giants, Nangong Wan's eyes moved slightly, her red lips opened slightly, and she heard the sound.

Seeing Nangong Wan's surprised expression, Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help asking, "Although high-level talismans are precious, they are not that rare for Jindan cultivators."

"what do you know."

Nangong Wan rolled her eyes at Wang Lin and reminded him, “Talismans are the same as elixirs. The lower the level, the lower the threshold and the easier it is to refine.”

"High-level talismans are not something that many Jindan cultivators have, especially this Earth Spirit Talisman, which is a high-level top-grade talisman. It is comparable to the spells cast by Jindan cultivators in the late stage."

Listening to Nangong Wan's voice transmission, Wang Lin touched his chin and asked, "It seems that it is still unknown who will win."

"It is highly likely that the Fu family's ancestor will win."

Nangong Wan shook her head and continued to transmit the message: "He hasn't used his life-saving magic weapon yet. I guess he is saving it to deal a fatal blow to Yan Jin. After all, he can't stand the desperate fight of a Jindan cultivator." Wang Lin nodded. The more chaotic the situation was, the better it would be for him.

Especially the blood-line dragon, its soul is of great help to his physique.

"Boom!"

As huge roars sounded, the copper coins destroyed two earth spirits in a row, and finally exploded in front of the third earth spirit.

The powerful impact force directly shattered the third earth spirit puppet. The surging air wave even made Yan Jin behind him take several steps back.

Although Yan Jin was in a very miserable state, he still managed to withstand the fatal blow.

Yan Jin looked gloomy, looking at Fu Tianhua in the distance, and said coldly: "Fu Tianhua."

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, the yellow light on the Qiankun Tower behind him dissipated.

A black shadow appeared and disappeared from the Qiankun Tower.

As the light on the Qiankun Tower grew dimmer, the black figure within it became clearer.

Looking at this scene, Nangong Wan was surprised and opened her red lips slightly: "Could it be that the rumors are true?"

"rumor?"

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Nangong Wan's shocked expression, and couldn't help but look closely at the black figure in the Qiankun Tower.

"Could it be that there is a ghost imprisoned in the Qiankun Tower?"

Feeling the surging yin energy emanating from that figure, Wang Lin's heart moved slightly.

The Yan family has a close relationship with the Ghost Spirit Sect, so it is normal for them to have a fierce ghost on their hands.

Listening to Wang Lin's words, Nangong Wan raised her eyebrows slightly, chuckled and said in a voice transmission: "I didn't expect that although your cultivation is not high, you know a lot of news."

"It is rumored that this is the ancestor of the Yan family from a thousand years ago. He wanted to devour the evil spirit and merge with it in order to break through the Nascent Soul stage."

Nangong Wan was very patient and explained in detail: "It's a pity that the fusion failed and was swallowed by the evil spirit instead."

"Before dying, use the Qiankun Tower to suppress the evil spirits."

Hearing this, Wang Lin couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Those who kill will always be killed.

As far as Wang Lin knew, many old monsters in the Demon Sect were killed by the ghosts they raised.

Fortunately, I have star pupils, which make me the nemesis of ghosts and zombies.

Even if his cultivation level dropped and he was seriously injured, he didn't have to worry about the backlash from Kiyaksha and Snake.

If I die one day, these ghosts will die with me.

Naturally, it will not backfire on you.

"What is the strength of this ghost?"

Wang Lin looked at the ghost whose body was completely black and whose features could not be seen clearly, and asked, "If it is a ghost king in the false infant stage, we should retreat."

After all, Nangong Wan is only at the early stage of Jindan, and at most she can fight with a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan.

It's no match for the pseudo-infant ghost at all.

"It's a ghost king in the late Jindan stage."

Nangong Wan waved her hands, but she didn't show any panic. Instead, she consoled him, "This ghost king has been suppressed by the Qiankun Tower for so many years. His strength has long been reduced to one tenth of what it was. He is not much different from a cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan stage."

"Besides..."

At this point, Nangong Wan suddenly paused for a moment, revealing a sly smile at the corner of her mouth:
"After being imprisoned for so many years, who do you think this ghost king hates the most?"

"Yan Family???"

Wang Lin's eyes narrowed and his heart moved slightly.

As expected, as Nangong Wan finished speaking, the Ghost King in the distance suddenly howled to the sky, followed by a series of shrill whimpers.

Even though Wang Lin and Nangong Wan were hiding hundreds of feet away, the spiritual energy in their bodies couldn't help but stagnate.

What’s more, there are disciples from the Yan family and the Fu family who are nearby.

All the Fu family disciples turned pale, with blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.

Fortunately, the distance was relatively far and no one was killed on the road.

In comparison, the disciples of the Yan family were in a miserable state.

Those Yan family disciples who were already injured died instantly under such a strong spiritual impact, and only a few disciples in the late foundation building stage survived by chance.

Seeing the deaths of many Yan family members, Yan Jin's eyes turned slightly red, and he quickly activated the Qiankun Tower.

As the spiritual power sank into the Qiankun Tower, yellow light once again spread out, covering himself and the group of foundation-building disciples behind him.

"Fortunately, Ruyan had already left, otherwise..."

Looking at the Yan family members who died on the ground, Yan Jin felt a little relieved.

Looking at the flowing yellow light of the Qiankun Tower, a trace of fear flashed in the Ghost King's scarlet eyes.

After all, he was sealed in the Qiankun Tower and suffered a lot.

The ghost's eyes moved around and finally stopped on Fu Tianhua and the Fu family members in the distance.

After being trapped for so many years without seeing a living person, when he saw the Fu family disciple with blood at the corner of his mouth, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

"call out!"

The Ghost King did not hesitate at all. He transformed himself into a stream of black light and rushed towards the people of the Fu family.

"I didn't expect there would be another ghost king!"

Looking at the ghost king rushing towards him, Fu Tianhua's expression changed slightly, but he did not expect that Yan Jin actually had such a trump card.

The Ghost King was extremely fast and arrived in front of Fu Tian's incarnation in the blink of an eye.

A ghost claw from the underworld grabbed towards Fu Tianhua.

The ghost king raised the corner of his mouth slightly and let out a sinister laugh, which was eerie and terrifying.

Fu Tianhua opened his mouth slightly, and a purple gem flew out of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)