RPAGF Chapter 422 Getting Worse
Chapter 422 Getting Worse
Seeing this, Chen Yile rushed forward again.
He jumped into the air, put his legs together, and kicked hard at the claws of the evil ghost Rakshasa.
This kick contained great explosive power. His leg muscles were tense and veins bulged, as if it contained a tremendous force.
The moment the foot touched the claw, there was a loud noise, which directly kicked the evil ghost Rakshasa's claws off course.
Black flames flew past them, burning the wall next to them, leaving a black mark on the wall and emitting a pungent burnt smell.
"Chen Yile's kick was so cool!"
"Finally, they seem to be fighting back. I hope they can seize the opportunity."
The evil ghost Rakshasa roared angrily, retracted its claws, and then completely broke free from the crystal ball.
Its body was surrounded by black mist and flames. The mist was like thick ink, constantly rolling and surging, shrouding the entire corridor in darkness.
The flames were like the tongues of a devil, wantonly licking everything around them. Wherever they went, the space seemed to be distorted.
"This scene is too horrific. It feels like hell."
"The protagonists, please be careful. The surrounding environment has become more severe."
It pounced towards Chen Yile and the others at lightning speed, causing a gust of wind.
The wind was howling so hard that they could hardly open their eyes, and their hair was flying wildly in the wind.
Chen Yile and the others quickly dispersed to avoid this fierce attack.
The evil ghost Rakshasa missed its target and its huge body hit the wall. Countless cracks instantly appeared on the wall and spread rapidly like a spider web.
Dust and stones fell like raindrops, raising a cloud of dust.
"That was a close call. I almost got pounced on."
"This damn thing is so destructive that the wall is about to collapse."
Chen Yile took the opportunity to go behind the evil ghost Rakshasa. He concentrated his mind and increased the strength in his body to the limit.
A faint light surrounded his body, which contained his courage and determination, like a ray of dawn in the darkness.
He punched the evil ghost Rakshasa on the back with a desperate momentum, and the light on his fist shone like a meteor.
"Chen Yile is so brave, this punch feels very powerful!"
"Hopefully I can do some damage to the damn thing."
The evil ghost Rakshasa felt the attack from behind, turned around quickly, and swept towards Chen Yile with its other claw.
Chen Yile's fist and claw collided again, and this time, he was knocked away by the powerful force, like a fragile leaf drifting in the wind.
He fell heavily to the ground, his body hitting the ground with a dull sound, and a shallow pit was smashed into the ground.
He felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
"Chen Yile is injured, it's serious!"
"What should we do? It feels like the protagonists are in danger."
Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong were extremely anxious when they saw Chen Yile was injured.
Lin Qingyao threw several green talismans at the evil ghost Rakshasa. The green talismans burned in the air and turned into flames that shot towards the evil ghost Rakshasa.
The flames were like the wings of a phoenix, colorful yet full of power. Each flame contained Lin Qingyao's spiritual power.
Lin Feihong swung his free stick and attacked the legs of the evil ghost Rakshasa, trying to restrict its movements.
When the Freedom Stick came into contact with the legs of the evil ghost Rakshasa, a series of sounds of metal clashing were heard.
"Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong are here, they want to avenge Chen Yile!"
"This flame looks powerful. I hope it can hurt this damn thing."
"Lin Feihong's attack is also very powerful, come on!"
The evil ghost Rakshasa faced their attack without panic.
A black smoke spewed out of its mouth, and the smoke swept towards the Green Talisman and the Freedom Stick.
The smoke was like a surging black tide, swallowing everything in its path.
The flame of the green talisman was instantly extinguished after it came into contact with the smoke, leaving only a few wisps of green smoke floating in the air.
The freedom stick was also wrapped in smoke. Lin Feihong felt that his weapon seemed to have become extremely heavy, as if it was being pressed down by a mountain, making it difficult to swing. Every attempt made his arm ache.
"This damn thing has this trick, it's so cunning!"
"The protagonists are in trouble again. How are they going to break through?"
Just when they were in trouble, Chen Yile struggled to get up from the ground.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashing with an unyielding light.
He looked at the evil ghost Rakshasa, without any fear in his eyes, only endless fighting spirit.
He remembered the records about the evil ghost Rakshasa that he had read in ancient books. This kind of evil ghost was afraid of sunlight and pure spiritual power, because sunlight symbolized light and vitality and was the nemesis of darkness, while pure spiritual power could cause damage to its evil nature.
"Chen Yile stood up. He's so tenacious!"
"He seems to have figured out a solution. Looking forward to it!"
"We must use sunlight and pure spiritual power to deal with it!" Chen Yile shouted loudly. Although his voice was hoarse, it was full of power. It echoed in the corridor and brought a glimmer of hope to Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong.
"So that's how it is. Is this method feasible?"
"It has to be done, it's the only way now."
After hearing this, Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong felt something in their hearts.
Lin Qingyao began to cast a special spell. She muttered something in a soft but rhythmic voice, as if she was communicating with some mysterious power between heaven and earth.
The Qingfu Sword in her hand began to emit a soft white light, which was as clear and pure as a trickle of water under the moonlight.
This light contains pure spiritual power, which she has accumulated through years of practice, countless meditations and experiences. Every bit of spiritual power represents her adherence to justice and light.
"Lin Qingyao's sword is glowing, so beautiful!"
"This spiritual power looks very pure. I hope it will be effective against evil spirits."
Lin Feihong took out a mirror from his arms. This mirror was a treasure passed down from his family. It was still as bright and clean as new after years of use.
The mirror's frame was intricately carved with runes that seemed to shimmer faintly, creating a stark contrast with the surrounding darkness.
It is said that this mirror can gather and reflect sunlight. It can find traces of sunlight in the darkest places and gather them into powerful force.
He pointed the mirror at the top of the corridor, squinted his eyes, and carefully searched for the source of a ray of sunlight.
The stones at the top of the corridor were jagged and shadowy, but he didn't give up.
"This mirror doesn't look simple. I'm looking forward to its use."
"I hope to find the sun and defeat this evil spirit."
While they were preparing, the evil ghost Rakshasa attacked again.
It pounced towards Lin Qingyao, as if it realized that the spell Lin Qingyao was casting was a threat to it.