The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 1368
Chapter 43

"kill!"

Obviously only a few black shadows rushed out, but it was like a thousand troops rushing to kill, shaking the ground rumble and trembling.

They were the vicious souls of pre-Qin soldiers covered with sword marks and sword wounds.

Boom!

Several soldier spirits held long daggers and slashed fiercely into the brilliance that sealed the black mist. Those brilliance burst open immediately, and several people holding formation flags sprayed blood and flew out.

"Evil, don't try to be fierce!"

Suddenly there was a shout, an old man in a yellow Taoist robe was holding a black mahogany sword, chanted a magic spell, and struck a soldier soul whose half of his head had been cut off and his stomach and intestines were dragging on the ground, wow!

The soldier's soul was chopped into pieces, however, the black mist that exploded surged like a stream of water, and quickly recondensed into a fierce soul, roaring and screaming, his eyes were blazing with blood, and his power was even more fierce.

He stabbed the old man in yellow robe fiercely with a spear in his hand, boom!
The old man in the yellow robe was so shocked that he retreated more than ten steps in a row, his blood churning.

On the other side, the soldier spirits that rushed out together were extremely ferocious, with boundless violence across the field, killing, killing, killing, and the extremely frenzied killing intent affected those who blocked the seal.

"Om Mani Pame Hum!" The white-browed monk with a Zen stick in one hand recited the six-character mantra.

Streams of golden light shot out from his Zen staff, turning into streams of demon-subduing holy light that enveloped and trapped a headless soldier soul. The headless soldier soul was enveloped by the holy light, struggling and screaming continuously, bursting out from his body. There was a burst of black smoke, but even if it was restrained by the holy light of Buddhism, the headless soldier's spirit remained undiminished. The repeated collisions made the white-browed monk's expression extremely serious.

The rest of the people surrounded the other soldiers, constantly sacrificing various spells and magic weapons, trying to kill him.

But these soldier souls are extremely violent.

Every blow has the power of a master, and those who kill are retreating steadily.

But at this time, the cracks in the ground lost the suppression of the flags, and the black mist rushed more and more violently, Kaka, the cracks inside became bigger and bigger, the black mist has covered the entire valley, the stars and the moon are dark, and you can't see your fingers .

Whoa!

Another group of soldiers rushed out of the black mist.

These soldier souls, either have their heads severed, or have missing arms and legs, or have broken stomachs, and their bodies are full of arrows. At first glance, they look like soldiers who died in battle.

The people outside were already unable to hold on, and with so many fierce soldiers rushing out, the situation was immediately in danger.

boom!
A long dagger slammed on Monk Baimei's body fiercely, and a swastika of golden light exploded on Monk Baimei's body. Although the amulet worked, the soldier's spirit was so powerful that Monk Baimei still vomited blood.

On the other side, the yellow-robed old man seemed to be hard-pressed to be the fierce force of a soldier's soul, and he was overwhelmed.

These two are the strongest.

They are like this, let alone others.

Yan Bing and others rushed over one after another, and when they saw this scene, they were shocked: "Why do so many soldiers come out?"

Any one of these soldier spirits is a ghost king, comparable to a master, and in this kind of ghost place, these soldier spirits are even more fierce than ordinary masters, and now a group of them are running out, and the current strength of the dragon group can't resist them at all.

"I come!"

Long Xiaoshan sacrificed the black and white thunder seal.

Although Black and White Leiyin ate the magic whip last time, it was almost cracked, but the spiritual weapon is a spiritual weapon, even if it is damaged, it is far stronger than ordinary magical weapons.

He made a hand formula, and the black and white thunder marks rushed into the air, expanding to a radius of several meters, and the power of thunders gathered together, and immediately dispersed most of the surrounding black mist. The nemesis of thunder and lightning is still evasive.

Rumble!
The black and white thunder seal shook violently, a thunderbolt as thick as a thigh twisted nine times, and struck a fierce ghost soldier soul, crackling!

The soldier soul was blasted to pieces, and there were bursts of howls from the void. Even if it was smashed to pieces, the black mist dispersed by the soldier soul was still wriggling, full of unyielding fighting spirit.

"What a powerful soldier." Long Xiaoshan was surprised.

Even if the black and white thunder seal is damaged, it can easily kill a ghost king with one blow. After all, this is the magic weapon of the heavenly master's way.

Sure enough, the ancient battlefield of Changping has sealed the fierce spirits for thousands of years, and any one of them has such a strong will.

With a thought in Long Xiaoshan's mind, the black and white thunderbolt blasted out another thunderbolt, which struck the scattered fierce soul. This time, the fierce soul finally couldn't hold on, and the remaining ferocious thoughts were completely dispersed.

Long Xiaoshan soared into the sky, his clothes trembled, and the blue light bloomed all over his body, like a fairy.

He manipulated the black and white thunder seals, wandering around the field, bursts of thunder came from the void, and bright thunder lights fell, bombarding those fierce soldier spirits, splitting them apart continuously.

In a blink of an eye, the souls of those soldiers who rushed out were all beaten to death by Long Xiaoshan.

After destroying those soldier souls.

Long Xiaoshan popped out jade talismans one after another with his fingers, and these jade talismans shot into the surrounding void. He stepped on the void, with five fingers one at a time, and roared: "Array! Seal—"

Boom!

The surrounding golden lights shot up into the sky like stars, gathered on the dome, and the vitality surged like a tide, squeezing all the black mist. With two horns on its head, the extremely ferocious devil statue rushed to those vitality tides to continuously set off huge waves, stirring up the void storm to raging.

Long Xiaoshan snorted coldly.

A golden light shot out from between his brows and turned into a golden Buddha Dharma image. Although his soul was damaged and the Dharma image's power was less than one-third of the peak, the divine power was divine power.

As soon as the Dharma image came out, he pressed down with his palm and slapped it on the huge ghost phantom.

Ow—

The ghost phantom screamed and was torn apart by the photo. The resistance of the black mist and evil energy was also weakened, and it was forced to be continuously compressed by the tide of vitality, and finally retreated back to the opening of the crack.

"town--"

Long Xiaoshan roared again, and the golden light shuttled through the opening of the crack, turning into countless small swastika characters, flowing, faintly visible, although the black mist was still trying to rush out of the crack, but the moment it touched the swastika characters , the golden light will shine from above, forcing the black mist back.

At this moment, the dust settled, and Long Xiaoshan fell slowly.

There was a burst of cheers from below. This time the seal broke out, much more violently than usual. With so many ghost soldiers running out, I thought it would be impossible to resist. This disaster was solved.

After Long Xiaoshan landed.

"Thank you senior for your help."

The old Taoist in yellow robe and the white-browed monk came forward to salute, they were getting close, they were stunned, they were so young, could they be some old monster with good looks.

Moreover, the white-browed monk always felt that the person in front of him had a kind face, as if he had never seen him before.

Long Xiaoshan smiled slightly at Monk Baimei: "Master Enlightenment, we meet again."

(End of this chapter)