787 Thousands of Ghosts and Souls (2/2)

Rumble!

He clawed at the skeleton warriors surrounding him. The skeleton warriors were instantly sent flying outwards. But what surprised Mo Wen was that these skeleton warriors merely lost limbs. Even after receiving an attack from the Blood Clotting Claw, their bone figures were actually not destroyed.

Mo Wen's expression turned serious. The resilience of skeleton warriors' bodies had exceeded his expectations. They were almost as resilient as a Martial Arts Grandmaster's body. Also, each skeleton warrior was enveloped in a special power. Their attack power seemed be no weaker than that of a pinnacle of Golden Elixir Realm ancient martial art practitioner. It was likely that not even an ordinary Martial Arts Grandmaster could not withstand being surrounded by more than a thousand skeleton warriors.

Mo Wen had no interest in fighting these skeleton warriors to the death. He unleashed the Glory of Wind. His figure became a gentle breeze as he prepared to escape his encirclement.

However, the young master of the Ghost Lair seemed to have anticipated this. A beam of crimson light shot out from his eyes. In a flash, it instantly crashed into the spot that Mo Wen had just disappeared from.

Staggered, Mo Wen fell down somewhat pathetically. The Glory of Wind was instantly interrupted. Dozens of bone spears appeared at the same time, furiously stabbing towards his body.

”D*mn it!” Mo Wen's expression instantly became sullen. He had not expected that the young master of the Ghost Lair had the ability to instantly disrupt his Glory of Wind, causing him to be caught off guard. Right now, he could not block the skeleton warriors attack in time.

A beam of golden light exploded from his body. The light shone brightly, brighter than the sun. The Indestructible Body of Vajrapani was activated to its utmost limit. Mo Wen instantly became a Golden Body Luohan. His skin glistened with an icy metallic texture.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Dozens of spears stabbed at Mo Wen's body from different directions and positions, but each of them broke at the same time, shattering with snapping sounds.

On Mo Wen's body, dozens of wounds with blood flowing from them appeared. Each wound was about a millimeter deep and was merely a graze.

”Huh? Such a strong body?” The young master of the Ghost Lair looked at Mo Wen in astonishment. This youth had actually blocked the skeleton warriors attack with just his body.

Mo Wen's face was sullen. He knew that he had met his most frightening adversary. Escaping safely would be difficult.

”Young man, you have surprised me greatly. Even in the Huatian Palace, there cannot be many youths like you,” the young master of the Ghost Lair said as he looked somewhat interestedly at Mo Wen.

”You are also the most incredible youth I have encountered.” Mo Wen looked intently at the young master of the Ghost Lair.

”You actually compare yourself with me?” The young master of the Ghost Lair suddenly smiled. His smile was somewhat disdainful. This youth did not know his limits! He had actually dared to compare himself with him!

If it wasn't for the fact that he was guarding the altar, afraid that others may take the opportunity to make their way through and had no time to bother with Mo Wen, this youth would most likely have already died at his hands.

A purple light flashed, and a small purple bell appeared in Mo Wen's hands. Mo Wen's eyes shone brightly with golden light like two suns releasing endless light.

Ding!

With a gentle ring, formless sound waves instantly covered a radius of a thousand meters. The calm space was like the surface of a lake; yet after a stone was thrown into it, ripples spread out.