The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 2922 Nether Sect

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How could Long Xiaoshan fail to see that these black-robed figures were cultivating the fierce ghost army souls in the 36 Tiangang Hall.

You must know that in these 36 Tiangang Temples, the 400,000 Zhao soldiers who were killed by Bai Qi were suppressed. These soldiers were different from the soldiers who died on the battlefield.

It is also the real reason why the ancient battlefield in Changping turned into a fierce place, and even the pre-Qin great masters of many Taoist and Buddhist schools could not resolve it.

These 400,000 peerless ghosts.

Back then, Long Xiaoshan didn't even dare to touch it, because it was too vicious, and once it was born, it would be doomed. However, now the evil spirits in the 36 halls were born. A dense array of ferocious and ferocious ghosts charged against the large formation in the sky.

A large number of men in black robes held magic weapons, formed a large array of swallowing ghosts, and there were many black flags, with dim light flowing above them, forming six vortex-like passages in the void, and these passages continuously absorbed the fierce ghosts that rushed out.

This formation is definitely an extraordinary formation of ghosts. The six passages are like reincarnation passages, constantly absorbing fierce ghosts.

36 There are 400,000 fierce ghosts in the Tiangang Temple.

These ferocious ghosts have been suppressed for more than two thousand years, with boundless hostility, casting peerless fierce souls, they can be described as unstoppable. Among them, there are even gold-level ghost kings, but they still cannot resist the absorption of this large formation. It can be seen that the power of this formation endless.

At least Long Xiaoshan doesn't think ordinary immortals have this ability.

He has already fought against the current Xianmen.

The strongest of these immortal sects is only at the late stage of Jindan, and they have not yet been able to extract the fierce ghosts in the Tiangang Temple for their own use, so the origin of these black-robed people is unknown.

At this time, Long Xiaoshan looked towards the core of the formation with his sky eyes, and there was another figure standing on the central altar, holding a green spirit treasure in his hand, as if collecting white blood.

Seeing this, Long Xiaoshan snorted coldly.

If these men in black robes just extract these fierce ghosts, they will eliminate the evil spirits in Changping.

He won't say anything either.

But these people are full of ghosts, and the extraction of these fierce ghosts is not good at first glance. You must know that this level of fierce ghosts is definitely a good thing for refining ghost magic weapons.

The origin of these people is unknown, Long Xiaoshan is naturally vigilant, not to mention that the person on the altar wants to draw Bai Qi's blood.

That's what he likes.

How can you allow others to covet it? In the realm of cultivation, what everyone grabs is a chance, so there is no way to be polite.

Long Xiaoshan directly stepped out of the air, and said coldly: "Who is so bold, dare to touch the seal of Tiangang formation!"

The sound was like thunder rolling, and it exploded in the void, shaking the blood of those black robes to churn, the formation shook, and the fierce ghosts inside went on a rampage because of this, almost causing the formation to collapse.

"Who?" The man in black immediately looked in this direction and found Long Xiaoshan.

There was a cold light in their blue-fired eyes, and one of the gloomy old men said hoarsely: "The Nether Sect is doing business, you better not meddle in other people's business, retreat quickly, so as not to burn yourself."

Nether Sect?
Long Xiaoshan's eyes moved, he had never heard of it.

There is no sect called Nether Sect in Huaxia, and there is no Nether Sect among the great immortal sects, but he directly contacted a few imprisoned Immortal Golden Alchemy Souls with his spiritual thoughts: "Do you know Nether Sect?"

After a while, a trembling voice of Jindan sounded: "The Nether Sect?"

"you know?"

"I have heard that there is a Netherland in the Immortal Land. It is said that there is an ancient ghost sect named Nether, but it is a forbidden place, and we cannot step into it at all. Some people have entered the Netherland, and no one can come out, so there It has become a forbidden place, no one dares to enter."

Long Xiaoshan's eyes flickered, it seems that there is a possibility that this Nether sect is related to the ghost of Xiantu.

Sure enough, this fairy land is extremely complicated.

After the seal was broken, all kinds of ghosts and monsters appeared.

There are only a few immortal sects on the surface, but there may be other immortal earth sects that have sneaked into China secretly. For these immortal earth sects, Long Xiaoshan has no awareness of the same origin.

Immortal soil and earth may have been the same place in ancient times.

But after being sealed for so many years, these so-called Immortal Earth sects are actually not much different from those alien races, especially for humans on Earth, they will not have the slightest compassion.

For Long Xiaoshan, they are all threats just like those alien races.

With his hands behind his back, Long Xiaoshan stepped towards the ghostly formation step by step, and said with a cold snort: "What Nether Sect, you all ran out of the fairyland, right? This is the earth, and this ancient battlefield in Changping belongs to my Huaxia sect." The land, without the permission of our Chinese people, what qualifications do you have to plunder here, give it to me... Get lost—"

Boom!

When Long Xiaoshan said the last word "Roll", his eyes widened like a vajra glaring, his roar was like thunder, and the golden sound waves swept across the ghostly formation like a storm.

Crackling!

The large formation distorted, making countless sonic booms.

The ears of those people in black robes roared even more, like countless thunderbolts roaring in their brains. Those with weaker cultivation bases directly spewed blood, unable to control the magic weapon of ghosts in their hands.

Even those black-robed men with the strongest cultivation base couldn't bear it a little, blood oozing from their ears.

Because of Long Xiaoshan's impact, the Ghost Dao Formation obviously lost control.

Those ferocious ghost army spirits inside are not vegetarians, these men in black robes didn't do anything to Long Xiaoshan before, they only threatened Long Xiaoshan, it was because they had to go all out to suppress these peerless fierce spirits, and they couldn't part their hearts.

Therefore, as soon as the formation was shaken, several peerless fierce spirits came out from the place where the formation was broken, making ear-piercing laughter. body, let out a scream, and soon the body shriveled up, and all the essence and blood were sucked dry by the fierce ghost.

"Soul Soul!"

Several old men in black robes headed by roared and waved the black flag, and a large number of fierce spirits emerged from the black flag, rushing towards those ferocious ghost army spirits, and the two sides strangled together.

"Bold lunatic, you dare to destroy my Nether Sect's important event."

An old man in a black robe and one-eyed was raging with evil fire, stepped out of the formation, countless black air danced around him like a poisonous snake, he stared at Long Xiaoshan, his one-eyed lighted up fiercely, and a green light shot out , hit Long Xiaoshan instantly.

In an instant, an evil and rotten force rushed towards Long Xiaoshan's soul.

In Long Xiaoshan's soul, there seemed to be countless demons born, and they rushed towards him fiercely.

"Tips for carving insects!"

The golden light of Long Xiaoshan's soul is shining brightly, and all evil is invulnerable. Under the golden light of his divine power, these phantoms of evil spirits melted instantly like Wo Xue, without a trace of residue.

Seeing Long Xiaoshan surrounded by golden light, he stepped forward.

The face of the one-eyed old man in black robe changed slightly, the powerful and holy aura was like poison to the ghost cultivator, making it uncomfortable even to look at it.

(End of this chapter)