In the Valley of Ghosts, there were attacks from invaders and rampant evil spirits. The leader was not there, and the sect had just been bombed, making it difficult for the evil practitioners of the Ghost Cult to resist for a while.
Although they are not ordinary people, each of them is brave and fierce, and they all practice evil blood skills and soul-binding spells. If they really resist, a thousand evil spirits will not be enough.
But evil practitioners are all selfish.
Especially those guys who have cultivated to the realm of existence of truth, they have finally gained some hope through their cultivation, and unless they encounter a fatal crisis, they will not take the initiative to fight to the death.
When they saw the situation was not good, they ran away.
They call this "preserving strength."
They only left behind those cannon fodders of low realms to fight back stubbornly. But after the Great God Changshan got angry and the sea of ​​monsters poured into the Star Valley, even the evil cultivator with the worst brain knew that things were getting serious.
"Run, run quickly."
The evil cultivators who escaped the pursuit of the evil ghosts led by Shi Rui rushed out of the Valley of Ghosts shouting and screaming, either riding on strange flying snakes or using magic weapons to escape.
Mo Shuangshan sold the Tuxing Plate all over the world.
Evil cultivators also know good things.
They also had many earth-moving plates in their hands, and planned to use them to move out and then escape separately.
But the problem is that the land veins of the Southern Wilderness have been blocked by the descendants of the Great God Changshan.
Earth-moving disk, underground escape spells and magical powers.
Even the official teleportation talisman of the Immortal Alliance has lost its effect.
Except for those with keen senses who felt something was wrong from the beginning, or the most cowardly evil cultivators who had already fled in advance, all the bastards in the entire Star Valley have been trapped in this killing place.
The earth plate cannot be used.
Those low-level evil practitioners could only use their legs to try to escape from the chaotic valley, but when they avoided the rampage of evil spirits and rushed to the entrance of the valley, they discovered something desperate.
Those usually silly monsters have now mastered their magical powers of spells, and are blocking the entrance of the valley like bloodthirsty ghosts, slaughtering those evil practitioners.
They actually blocked the door!
How unsportsmanlike!
"Evildoer! Die!"
A thunderous roar sounded between heaven and earth. The desperate evil cultivators looked up in confusion and saw the hundred-foot-tall Snake Mountain God raising his huge stone feet and stomping down like garbage.
Mountain gods all have the ability to control mountains.
As he stepped down, the power of the earth gathered together, like the claws of ground thorns, trapping those evil cultivators of low realms in place.
There's no way to escape.
"ah!!!"
They screamed like chickens being slaughtered.
Each of them, like the most despised mortals in daily life, crossed their arms to try to block it, or simply turned their eyes red, gathered evil energy, and condensed it into blood eggshells.
But it's no use.
"boom"
With one stomp, the force of tens of thousands of tons is enough to crush these noobs into meat paste, even if it is not counted as the supernatural power of the mountain god.
With such a dimensionality-reducing attack, under the wreaking of more than a dozen mountain gods and thousands of monsters, the entire Valley of Ghosts was completely razed to the ground in less than an incense stick of time.
The good news is that the goblins rescued a group of little mist elves who had not yet been implanted with evil thoughts.
The bad news is that, except for the last nearly one hundred fog elves, the entire Lingquan fog elf tribe has almost been destroyed.
Seeing their own kind suffer, the spirits became even more united in their hatred of the enemy. The cry for revenge was like a roaring wildfire, quickly igniting in every spirit's heart.
They let the rage burn wildly, and then swept in all the other evil strongholds in the entire Star Valley.
After destroying the Valley of Ghosts, the angry tide of monsters began to spread to other places.
The God of Anti-Normal Mountain said it!
Today is the day when Xinggu will be destroyed!
No matter whether you other evil sects have participated in the evil act of persecuting spirits, but if you witnessed the evil deeds of the Yinhun Cult and did not stop it, it proves that you bastards are also guilty!
There's nothing much to say.
kill!
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"The monsters in Yandang Pond have gone crazy! Fellow Daoists from Cangxue Manor, let the brothers go in and hide!"
A group of evil practitioners from the Yinhun Cult who had escaped early have now fled thousands of miles away from the Yinhun Valley. They gathered together, looking embarrassed, and stopped in front of a gloomy mountain villa, shouting towards it.
This villa is also a stronghold of evil cultivators.
On weekdays, they maintain a good relationship with the Ghost Cult. They always call each other brothers and hold evil meetings from time to time, where both sides communicate and have a great time.
But at this critical juncture, the evil cultivators of Cangxue Manor did not respond.
No matter how the evil ghosts outside the villa shouted, no one responded. There was dead silence, which made several of the evil ghosts look dissatisfied.
"Alas, the world is fickle."
Among them, an old man in blood-stained clothes shook his head helplessly, twirling his beard and said to his companions:
"This wine-drinking brother is unreliable, so don't wait any longer. Let's set off now and go to the Qihuang Valley. Although the leader didn't say it clearly in the past, all the details have made it clear.
It is very likely that our Yinhun Sect is connected to that ghost cultivation sect.
As things stand now, we can only rely on the Sad Valley to protect us, even if it means using secret techniques to get us out of the Southern Wasteland."
"Hey, Senior Brother, look at that village gate!"
A female cultivator suddenly exclaimed, pointed at the mountain gate of Cangxue Manor, and said to several fellow disciples behind her:
"The door of the villa has not been opened, but has been closed. I'm afraid it's not that fellow Daoists from Cangxue Villa won't help, but that something has happened in their villa. How about we go in and take a look?"
"It's already this critical moment, your life is almost gone! You still have the mood to care about others?"
The blood-robed evil cultivator who was in the lead shouted in dissatisfaction.
The female cultivator curled her lips and whispered:
“Brother, what I mean is, if something happens to them, then wouldn’t all the treasures, magic tools, and spiritual materials hidden in Cangxue Manor belong to us?
Are we going to ask for help from Qihuang Valley with nothing in return?
You have to bring some "human resources" with you.
Just think of it as spending money to buy your life.
To put it another way, they helped to send us away from the Southern Wilderness. Now that our sect is gone, what will we do with our cultivation in the future if we don’t have any wealth?
You men just don’t have a long-term vision…”
"That's what Junior Sister said."
Immediately, a licking dog evil cultivator echoed:
"We, the brothers and sisters, joined the Yinhun Cult together. Now that we have to leave this evil cult, we must do it together. The worst that can happen is that we can become independent practitioners.
But wealth is still necessary.”
"Then let's go!"
The senior brother was also a decisive person. He thought what the junior sister said made sense, so he immediately took the lead in pushing open the door of Cangxue Manor, and a group of evil cultivators slipped in.
But as soon as I entered the door, I realized something was wrong.
fog .
There is fog everywhere.
It was a grey haze that seemed to fill every corner. It was not just mundane fog. These people were in the realm of truth and could scan the surrounding area of ​​a hundred feet with their divine thoughts.
But now they were pressed tightly together, and even if he spread out his divine sense, he could not penetrate more than ten feet of the ground.
"Oh no! There's an ambush! Go!"
The eldest senior brother deftly pulled out a magic weapon called soul-calling flag from his sleeve, waved it casually, and a flash of blood appeared, protecting the people around him. The youngest junior sister also took out a blood-red handkerchief and threw it out, and it spread out like a tent.
They ran out the door quickly.
But it was like falling into a maze, and the door that was so close could not be found at all.
"Ouch"
The little sister who was running fast didn't pay attention to her steps. Her mind was obscured by the fog, and she was not aware for a moment and was tripped by something under her feet. She lay on the ground, cursing and looking back, her hair stood on end.
Behind him, there were seven or eight corpses lying in a twisted state. Judging from their clothes, they were all disciples of Cangxue Manor, and there was also an evil cultivator from the Yinhun Sect among them.
She recognized him clearly; he was clearly an elder in the church.
When the riot broke out in the valley, these elders had already fled, but they didn't expect to meet one here. However, that elder had already reached the peak of the True Realm and was only one thunder tribulation away from reaching the Divine Realm.
How could he die here quietly?
Let’s go and see how the elder died. His eyes were wide open, but blood was oozing from all seven orifices on his pale face. His body was covered with a layer of gray frost, his limbs were all broken, and his spirit was destroyed.
Even the soul is gone!
It makes people feel creepy.
The rest of the evil cultivators in Cangxue Manor all died in the same way, silently and miserably, as if they had fallen into a realm of death in cold fog.
"Give me back my son's life!"
A shrill woman's scream, mixed with the brother's screams, sounded in the mist not far from the younger sister. The younger sister was so frightened that she trembled all over and reached out to grab several magical instruments from the corpse of the elder in front of her.
Then he ran away for his life.
When she stretched out her hand, she heard screams one after another echoing in the fog. It was probably that all the senior brothers who came into the villa with her were dead.
No, all the evil cultivators in Cangxue Manor are dead!
This is a trap!
There is a vicious monster lying in wait here, blocking the door and killing people!
Among these silly monsters, there is actually someone so smart?
"ah!"
The running little sister let out a scream, and the mist around her rolled up, like tentacles given life, locking onto her limbs and body.
No matter how the evil female cultivator madly cast all kinds of evil spells, she could not stop the endless stream of gray fog rushing towards her.
The cold mist entered her body from her ears, mouth, nostrils, and even from under her body... In short, it poured into her body from every orifice like vicious tentacles.
It wreaked havoc and destroyed violently inside the evil cultivator's body.
The smelly blood flowed along the gray mist and splashed on the ground.
When the evil little sister was twitching and dying, she saw a woman with a cold face emerging from the mist in front of her. The woman seemed to be transformed from the mist.
Her whole body was as dead as a female ghost.
But she's a monster!
A great monster in the realm of cultivation!
It is obvious that these evil cultivators can be killed easily.
But they have to use such vicious methods to torture them and make them die miserably in the most painful experience.
The big monster still had a ball of weak black mist in her arms. While stroking the child that was about to dissipate in her arms, she stared at the female evil cultivator who was twitching in front of her.
As the junior sister stared at her last painful look, the protector of all fog spirits, the great spirit Yunshui Niangniang reached out and took away the communication stone that the junior sister was clenching in her hand.
She placed the stone to her mouth and injected spiritual energy into it.
"The monster has gone mad! Come to Cangxue Manor quickly, there is shelter here! Brothers of the Yinhun Cult, come here quickly!"
Madam Yunshui screamed into the communication stone in the same tone as that of the evil junior sister. After receiving a few responses, she sneered and crushed the stone.
"Today, I will pay you back tenfold and a hundredfold for all the evil you have done to my children!"
The big monster let out a mournful scream, then turned into mist and dissipated in the thick fog. Behind her, the little junior sister lost her life, and her frost-covered corpse fell to the ground with a bang.
Her soul was twisted in pain.
He was completely freed from his restraints by the gray fog, and was then dragged into the thick fog.
Yunshui Niangniang, the famous troublemaker in Yandang Pond, actually has a secret method of extracting souls!
But when I think about it, it seems like a monster born from fog, whose innate magical powers are ever-changing.
It's not surprising that the acquired supernatural power of absorbing the souls of living beings has been derived from this invisible spirit body . What's more, the Trickster Queen is one level higher than these evil cultivators.
This wave.
This time, the big bad guys are killing the little bad guys.