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Chapter 689 687: The Gap in Strength
At the moment Mo Lin's restriction was lifted, a majestic aura suppressed everyone, making it hard to breathe.
Celestial Monarch Xu's figure also underwent a transformation. The scholarly appearance of Celestial Monarch Xu now exuded a fierce presence.
Mo Fengxiao's calm face revealed a cautious emotion.
If he had previously crushed Mo Lin, now he held no advantage.
Though he hadn't made a move, Mo Fengxiao already felt a reluctance to fight in his heart.
This was once the master of the Eight Immortals Ghost...
"Stop pretending." Mo Fengxiao roared, then raised his hand to gather two more Ghost Shadows.
Ghost Shadows of Zhang Guolao and He Xiangu appeared.
The two Ghost Shadows simultaneously suppressed Mo Lin.
Iron-Crutch Li held his gourd, Han Zhongli waved his fan.
Zhang Guolao's drum sounded, and Lan Caihe's flower basket erupted with brilliance.
These four Ghost Shadows overshadowed the sky, resembling the descent of a True God.
Before the four Ghost Shadows, Mo Lin was like an ant.
The four Ghost Shadows were at least as tall as a thirty-three story building, making Mo Lin appear exceedingly small before them.
"Hmph..."
"Ha..."
Two Divine Generals appeared in front as Mo Lin raised his hand.
Holding the Demon-Subduing Pestle, their figures matched the height of the four Ghost Shadows.
But their aura was entirely different.
Heng and Ha Generals, surrounded by Immortal Qi, fiercely smashed the Demon-Subduing Pestle toward the four Eight Immortals Ghost Shadows ahead.
It was obvious that the two Divine Generals were stronger than before.
The strength of these Divine Generals would gradually be restored as Mo Lin's strength increased.
"Three-Headed Six-Armed Dharma Technique."
Mo Lin snorted coldly, gathering Immortal Qi.
Unlike the previous use of the Three-Headed Six-Armed Dharma Technique.
This time, Mo Lin fully executed the Three-Headed Six-Armed Dharma Technique.
Bright red Immortal Qi gathered around Mo Lin, then condensed into a three-headed six-armed Immortal Shadow.
Mo Lin stood at the center of the Immortal Shadow.
This Immortal Shadow, with three heads and six arms, each hand wielding a different weapon.
Like a demon god, it emitted a terrifying killing aura.
The Upper Nine Streams Immortal Technique, not inferior to Mo Fengxiao's Immortal Ghost Skill.
Mo Lin felt as if he were a True God at this moment, possessing endless power.
Mo Lin made a punching motion, and the three-headed six-armed Immortal Shadow also made a punching motion.
Mo Lin's fist directly slammed onto Iron-Crutch Li's gourd, "Boom..."
Iron-Crutch Li's gourd trembled violently from the impact.
Mo Lin at least tried his strength slightly and didn't fully exert his power.
As Mo Lin's own strength grew, the duration of the Three-Headed Six-Armed Dharma Technique lasted longer.
If possible, Mo Lin could even summon Nvwa.
With Mo Lin's current strength, summoning Nvwa would be absolutely stronger.
Could even wipe out everything.
But there was no need.
Mo Fengxiao panicked.
He gradually felt the gap between himself and Mo Lin.
At this moment, Mo Fengxiao couldn't care about anything else, forcefully executing Immortal Ghost Skill to summon three more Eight Immortals Ghost Shadows.
Previously, Lv Dongbin's Ghost Shadow had been obliterated by Mo Lin.
Mo Fengxiao could now only summon seven, the Ghost Shadows of the Eight Immortals.
As Mo Fengxiao overdrew his strength, his face turned pale.
His muscles quickly disappeared.
The entire person became as thin as a stick, aging decades in an instant.
Originally about the same age as Mo Lin, now like a little old man, with shriveled skin.
His face full of wrinkles.
This price brought the strength of the Eight Immortals Ghost Shadows.
Mo Fengxiao had no choice, he could only fight to the death against Mo Lin.
Mo Fengxiao waved his hand, seven Ghost Shadows crushed towards Mo Lin.
The Heng and Ha Generals were surprisingly unable to stop them, even being forced back.
Mo Lin's Three-Headed Six-Armed Dharma Technique couldn't gain any advantage for a moment either.
Even Mo Lin had to lament how powerful this Immortal Ghost Skill was.
Mo Lin didn't immediately unleash a killing strike, he wasn't yet accustomed to his strength.
Fighting Mo Fengxiao, Mo Lin had the intention to hone himself.
Mo Fengxiao's face was gloomy, he also realized that Mo Lin wasn't using his full strength.
As if treating him as a whetstone.
"Eight Immortals Seeking Life." Mo Fengxiao snorted coldly.
This move was the most powerful in the Immortal Ghost Skill.
Using this move only had two outcomes, either Mo Fengxiao died, or Mo Lin lost.
"Swoosh..."
Chains of pitch-black color suddenly appeared, instantly locking Mo Lin.
Not only was Mo Lin locked by the pitch-black chains.
Even the Heng and Ha Generals, and even Mo Lin's Three-Headed Six-Armed Dharma Technique were bound by the pitch-black chains.
The black Ghost Qi in the air condensed into a long blade, slashing toward Mo Lin's head.
As Mo Lin was about to make his next move, the seven Ghost Shadows emerged.
Tightly gripping Mo Lin's four limbs, rendering him immobile.
These Eight Immortals Ghost Shadows, the moment they touched Mo Lin's body, quickly absorbed Mo Lin's power.
Mo Fengxiao was already fighting desperately with his life against Mo Lin.
"I know there's another ghost inside you, let her come out." Mo Fengxiao knew Mo Lin well, even knowing Mo Lin's methods.
"Since you want to experience my power, I'll let you see it."
Mo Lin opened his hands.
"Swoosh..." Pitch-black liquid poured out from Mo Lin's body.
The viscous black liquid gave a very unsettling feeling.
Mo Fengxiao frowned, not giving Mo Lin the chance to unleash a killing move, he waved his hand.
The Eight Immortals Ghost Shadows simultaneously charged at Mo Lin.
The liquid beside Mo Lin condensed into an arm, sweeping through the air.
"Boom..."
A massive explosion erupted in the air, and the Eight Immortals Ghost Shadows were shattered with a single slap.
This pitch-black liquid was Ghost Qi.
"Gush!"
Mo Fengxiao spat fresh blood, suffering a severe backlash.
His Immortal Ghost Skill, before Mo Lin, was like a chick facing an eagle.
Firmly suppressed by Mo Lin's pitch-black Ghost Qi.
The black liquid seemed alive, writhing in the air.
"Is this Ghost Qi?"
Mo Fengxiao noticed that the black liquid was actually condensed Ghost Qi, exclaiming.
As if this Ghost Qi and Mo Lin were one.
At least on a human, there shouldn't be such pure Ghost Qi.
Suddenly... Mo Fengxiao thought of something.
"Are you a Ghost Spirit Body?"
Mo Fengxiao's pupils gradually contracted, revealing a look of awe.
"How is that possible?"
Mo Fengxiao exclaimed in disbelief, "You're human, how could you possess a Ghost Spirit Body?"
The Ghost Spirit Body, something only found in the Underworld's Yedou, and even then merely rumored.
Not to mention, even possessing a Ghost Spirit Body could only be born in the Underworld, never appearing in the living.
How could a living person possess a Ghost Spirit Body?
These two fundamentally could not be connected.
Unless Mo Lin had lived in the Underworld from a young age, but such an occurrence was simply impossible.
Mo Lin raised his hand, the pitch-black arm tightly grasping Mo Fengxiao's body.
Mo Fengxiao's body emitted "crack, crack" sounds.
The bones in his body were instantly crushed.
This was entirely a disparity in strength.
Mo Fengxiao spat fresh blood, struggling desperately.
He wasn't afraid of dying; he wanted to inform his master, Xin Ziruo, that Mo Lin had a Ghost Spirit Body.
Ordinary people might think a Ghost Spirit Body was just a constitution.
But Mo Fengxiao knew the uniqueness of a Ghost Spirit Body.
Mo Lin, with a Ghost Spirit Body, could pose a threat to Xin Ziruo.