Chapter 35 Sea of ​​Dead

The wind was howling, and the sea was covered by black ghost fog, so it could not be seen through three feet in front of me.

The ancestor of Netherworld unfolded the soul gathering banner and turned the entire sea into the Netherworld.

The wind storms, the ghosts cried and howled, and the resentment of the Nine Nether Ghosts was like locusts passing by, eating all living things that were within their eyes.

Shangguan Lingye chased him here, and the Four Symbols Divine Hours disappeared, replaced by thousands of ghost fogs, locking all the way out.

At this time, Shangguan Lingye, wearing a phoenix skirt, was floating in the air, with long black hair floating, raised his hands, and supported a protective net formed by an electric snake around him, blocking the endless unjust souls that turned into the Black Sea.

The principle of the soul gathering banner is extremely simple. It is to store the wronged souls of those who died in vain, imprison them day and night to encourage their resentment and hatred; the longer the time is, the more fierce it is, because there is no intelligence but only instinct. When you see the sky again, you will pounce on others until your soul is gone.

A ghost is not a threat to a monk, and he can deal with it even with some Taoism, but the Soul Gathering Banner never said that it was a ghost king. Instead, he relied on the tactics of the sea of ​​people and directly used tens of thousands of dead souls to kill people.

The Taoist practice of the middle-stage Jade Ancestor of the Netherworld, the soul-gathering banner in his hand has been carefully maintained for hundreds of years, and millions of souls have only slaughtered the city twice. Over the past few hundred years, it is conceivable how much blood debt has accumulated.

Shangguan Lingye did not enter the Jade Level after all. No matter how high the Taoist practice is, he also showed a sense of powerlessness in the face of this pure soul attack.

The Thunder Net destroyed the ghost that was rushing into nothingness, but it still squeezed through the Thunder Net and crashed into Shangguan Lingye's body.

The soul attack directly affects the human soul. The hallucination or fainting is only a slight situation. The power of the soul gathering banner is enough to break the human soul. However, generally, before reaching this point, the monk will fall into a madness due to the loss of his mind, or the qi and blood flow in his body is chaotic and directly explodes and dies.

Shangguan Lingye was surrounded by the Sea of ​​Injustice Souls. After only a few breaths, he was confused. His eyes were blood-red and his cold cheeks showed a ferocious look.

Seeing that it was difficult to hold on for too long, Shangguan Lingye looked at the ghost fog that covered the sky and sun, and shouted coldly:

"Chief, come out for me!"

After saying that, the momentum surged, and a circle made of thunder expanded in all directions, and all the ghosts touched were destroyed.

But the ghost domain unfolded by the Soul Gathering Banner is too large, and the thunder ring spreads out for only more than a hundred feet, and is worn out by the endless evil ghosts and crushed back to its original size.

And at this moment, a sound also came from the ghost fog:

"Little girl, when you meet senior, you are not polite at all. Your master didn't teach you what is the seniority or inferiority?"

The sound rang from all directions of the Black Ghost Sea, as if all the evil ghosts were crying together. The sound was so shrill that it was creepy that it was impossible to determine where the deity was.

The use of the Soul Gathering Banner is to use endless unjust souls to pile up opponents to death. As the person who controls the Soul Gathering Banner, he will naturally not give his opponent a chance to capture the king. He is hidden in the Soul Gathering Banner and directs the unjust soul attack. Only when the ghost realm is broken up will he reveal his true body.

The only person who can instantly save a large number of dead souls is Fulong Lord who specializes in this way; Shangguan Yutang is a martial artist who really comes to save the scene and cannot destroy so many dead souls with one blow. The ancestor of the Netherworld can escape when he sees the situation is not good, so he dares to delay time here.

In order to prevent Shangguan Yutang from coming, he ran to rescue Zuo Lingquan first, making the plan for this trip missed. The ancestor of Netherworld did not leave any sympathy for Shangguan Lingye.

After the words fell, the ghost fog accelerated and circled. The densely packed ghosts seemed to be stimulated and became more and more crazy, and they all collided with Shangguan Lingye who was trapped in the middle.

The ghost has no entity and does not make any noise. It can only see the lightning and lightning that protects the body, and then it stops and is completely submerged by the ghost fog.

"ah"

The shrill screams of thousands of ghosts burst into their minds, but in a flash, Shangguan Lingye's soul shaking and let out a muffled groan, a trace of blood hung on the corners of his lips, and his eyes also had a distracted look of loss.

Shangguan Lingye knew that he couldn't bear it for too long, so he scolded: "Break it for me!" After saying that, more than ten feet of purple gold immortal talismans floated out of Linglong Pavilion, causing an earth-shaking thunderstorm in the middle of the ghost sea.

Boom boom boom boom

The chain of thunderstorms lined up directly turned hundreds of thousands of roaring ghosts behind them into nothingness, and forced a passage of miles long.

Shangguan Lingye took this opportunity to protect his body with the thunder talisman and turn his body toward the coast.

The Soul Gathering Banner has a huge range, and Shangguan Lingye cannot escape for a short time; but with the Qimen magic weapon and a large number of immortal talismans protecting her body, it is unlikely that she will forcibly kill her with thousands of unjust souls.

With the Taoist practice of the Netherworld Ancestor, he showed his head-on fighting, which Shangguan Lingye could not stop him; but as long as he dared to emerge from the Soul Gathering Banner, Shangguan Yutang might come out, and he would not be able to gamble with his life.

Seeing this, the ancestor of Netherworld could only urge his disciples to fight quickly. However, before the ancestor of Netherworld's words could be heard, a sword intent soared into the sky came from a distance.

This sword intent is extremely powerful, which scares ghosts and gods, causing the tumultuous sea of ​​ghosts to stagnate.

Shangguan Lingye also noticed it, and felt that the sword intent was familiar and unfamiliar. Before he could think about it, a angrily shout came from the surrounding ghosts:

"Your Majesty dare!"

The sound was obviously shocked and astonished. The overwhelming ghost fog no longer attacked Shangguan Lingye, but pressed towards the coast.

Shangguan Lingye was not sure about the specific situation, but he understood that Zuo Lingquan had angered his opponent. She endured the pain in her soul and rushed back with thousands of dead souls, saying loudly:

"Run!"

The other side.

Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao watched the black tsunami coming from the horizon. They thought it was the Tongtian Water Technique that the enemy used. When the scolding sound came, they realized that this was a sea of ​​ghosts, and the eyes were filled with wailing ghosts.

Xie Qiutao has seen such a big scene in so many years, and her face turned pale in an instant:

"My God, this seems to be a soul gathering banner. Let's go quickly, we will die if we encounter it."

After saying that, he hugged the dumpling and ran back.

Zuo Lingquan also wanted to retreat, but before he could set off, he heard the shouts from Shangguan Lingye from afar. His voice was unstable and he was obviously seriously injured.

Zuo Lingquan's heart tightened, gritted his teeth and sank into the sea, condensed the surrounding sea water into solid ice, and directly opened a bottom tunnel and rushed towards the ghost sea.

Tuanzi heard the voice of the wet nurse and kept birds for a while. When he saw Zuo Lingquan coming up, he also mustered up the courage and jumped out of Xie Qiutao's arms, turned into white shells, and followed Zuo Lingquan.

“Eh?!”

Xie Qiutao knew how terrifying the Soul Gathering Banner was. He had no life when entering Linggu. No matter how hot his head was, he could not die. He was so anxious that he stomped his feet.

Step by step

Zuo Lingquan ran wildly between the ice tunnels, as fast as thunder. All the ice at the place where he landed shattered and quickly recovered as before, and soon collided with the tide of the Ghost Sea.

The souls and ghosts are invisible, and there will naturally be no collision without entities. The tunnel formed by the ice layer can only play a stable role.

As soon as Zuo Lingquan rushed into the ghost fog, he found densely filled with wailing ghosts, rushing down from the water surface, passing through the ice without any obstacles, and pounced on him one by one.

Zuo Lingquan held the hilt of the sword and burst out with sword intent. He successfully retreated the ghost fog, but someone controlled the ghost fog and rushed up in an instant without fear of death.

Several ghosts crashed into their bodies, and Zuo Lingquan felt like he was struck by lightning. The severe pain in his soul made people faint. The scenery within his eyes also quickly distorted, and countless indescribable objects appeared, which turned dizzy and lost its sense of direction.

The magic of soul is the exclusive magical power of the Jade-level monks. Even the Youhuang monks rarely have a way to deal with it, let alone the Linggu realm.

The moment Zuo Lingquan came into contact, she felt hallucinations. With her strong will, she forced herself to ignore the indescribable things around her and tried to distinguish Shangguan Lingye's position.

But there were endless evil spirits in the Black Sea, far more than a few. As the first one hit the body, dense ghosts behind them all pressed up.

The Netherworld Ancestor, who was hiding in the sea of ​​ghosts, was even worried that he would kill Zuo Lingquan to death and was about to stop, but at this moment, a golden flame appeared in the ice crystal tunnel.

call

The ancestor of Netherworld was slightly shocked and looked at it intently, but saw a white-haired ball flapping its small wings, flying in front of Zuo Lingquan, spreading its bird's beak, and spewing out a flame that was completely disproportionate to its body.

The golden flame was like a fire dragon breathing, and in an instant, a golden line pulled out under the sea surface, extending infinitely forward until the ice tunnel could not withstand the temperature was instantly vaporized, and then it exploded from under the sea and exploded a straight gap in the sea of ​​ghosts.

Boom

The evil ghosts in the ice crystal tunnel were instantly annihilated. After the flames exploded, a hollow groove appeared on the ghost fog on the sea.

Thousands of evil ghosts did not talk about contacting the flames, but were just shining by the fire a hundred feet away, and were astonishing as the flames burned, fleeing to the surroundings on their own.

However, if you spray the dumplings in such a large mouthful, the consumption is not small, and the size has been reduced for a whole circle.

Deep in the ghost realm, Shangguan Lingye, with a pale face, finally showed his figure.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan did not miss this rare opportunity. He took advantage of the evil spirit that covered the sky and the sun that did not dare to approach and ran wildly to meet Shangguan Lingye.

The Netherworld Ancestor who controlled the Soul Gathering Banner was stunned when he saw such a terrifying scene.

Although I didn't understand what the little white bird was, hundreds of years of experience made the ancestor Netherworld recognize it at a glance that it was Phoenix Fire.

Phoenix Fire is a divine fire, and ordinary ghosts dare not approach it at all. The Soul Gathering Banner cannot control Zuo Lingquan who is protected by the white bird.

The ancestor Youhuang was afraid of delaying it any longer, so Shangguan Yutang rushed over and made a quick decision and grabbed Zuo Lingquan who was rushing towards him.

Zuo Lingquan ran for only a few steps, and had not yet met Shangguan Lingye who had reeled back with all his might. He saw the surrounding ghost sea churning wildly and poked out a bone claw.

The bone claws were dark green, and the ghost energy lingered at the fingertips. A finger was more than three meters long, and the speed was extremely fast. When I saw it, I had already come to my front and grabbed it like a mountain pressing down.

"Beware!"

The Jade-level cultivator takes action, even if he just waves his hand, he will not be able to compete with the low-level cultivator.

Shangguan Lingye's speed was as fast as thunder, but the bone claw appeared from behind and actually passed over from the top of his head halfway.

And at this same moment, a deafening thunder suddenly sounded under the sky!

Boom

Shangguan Lingye looked at the light of light, but saw golden light shining in the nine heavens, and a purple thunder like a dragon python suddenly appeared, like a heavenly tribulation of the world, hitting directly into the ghost sea...

A moment ago.

White clouds gathered above the East China Sea. A woman in a long golden dragon scale dress had a huge black shield floating behind her back, and an ancient long sword floated beside her. She sat cross-legged on the clouds and looked at the battle situation below.

The little female dragon turned into a dumb girl, lying on the clouds, supporting her cheeks with her hands, and her calves wearing straw sandals were swaying.

The little mother dragon knew that the Soul Gathering Banner had to slaughter many innocent souls when it opened such a large-scale ghost fog. Seeing that the master's face was not very good, it spoke:

"The cycle of life and death is endless, it is just some resentment from the world. Think about it more."

"The next life is the next life. If you have reincarnation, you can take the life and death of your parents and wives in this life indifferent, how could you leave so many resentful souls? These evil sluts will comfort themselves by "helping poor people with a good birth". However, they do not know that people who really cannot survive will commit suicide. If they are still alive, they will have something to worry about. What virtues do they have to do to determine the life and death of others for the way of heaven."

The small mountain village where Shangguan Yutang was young was slaughtered by wild cultivators. The hatred had long been settled, but the hatred engraved in his bones could not be erased. This is also the reason why Shangguan Yutang established the Nine Sects and protected them to this day.
To be continued...