Xianbang

"Bury your mother first before we go out!" Guo Yi hugged the old man and walked along the dark stone wall towards the nine-foot-high altar.

The contents of these coffins are likely to be the ancestors of Taoism. These people are all related to the existence of the emperor. It is a supreme honor for the old man to be buried with them.

"Dong dong..."

The coffin lid of one of the bronze coffins suddenly shook, countless corpses overflowed from the side, and a rotten hand suddenly protruded from the coffin, which looked extremely terrifying.

"I'm dead, and I'm still so restless." Guo Yi was not afraid at all, and still walked towards the coffin, forming a series of ghost marks on his hands, and punched them into the coffin.

Guo Yi has practiced the "Secretary of Corpse Control" in the ninth volume of "Ghost Classic", and can control the world's ancient corpses. Of course, the greater the difference in cultivation bases, the weaker the control power will be.

Then, a large cloud of ghost mist shot out from the palm, and 800 million resentful souls poured into the bronze coffin at the same time.

Although the coffin contained an ancient half-emperor, or even a quasi-emperor, after all, he had been dead for so many years, no matter how powerful he was before he was alive, he couldn't afford to overthrow anything now.

What's more, Guo Yi has even seen the corpse of the real emperor, let alone these people who haven't really reached the emperor level.

The Great Emperor of the Northern Wilderness could only lie obediently in the coffin, even if these emperor corpses were to turn the world upside down, they would have to be suppressed.

After 800 million resentful souls rushed into the coffin, the coffin shook more and more, and the sound of gnawing and the wailing of the corpse could be heard faintly.

Dao Bing looked a little horrified at this moment, he even dared to eat the emperor's corpse, what kind of things did he raise?

"Boom, bang..."

A series of sounds sounded from the other coffins, and all the ancient corpses became restless, as if they were about to jump out.

Guo Yi's eyes froze, he stretched out his palm, and plunged his spiritual consciousness into the sea of ​​blood in the Burial Sword, and a dense portal flashed.

The remnant stele of the buried sky, which was originally located on the sea of ​​blood, shook, and a yellow halo flew out of a crack in one of the ancient steles, and a small apricot-yellow flag fell into Guo Yi's hand. hands.

Sure enough, it was the apricot-yellow flag.

The Xinghuang Banner is the emperor's army of Taoism, and now it finally sees the light of day again.

"boom!"

After injecting the aura into the flag, the apricot-yellow flag, which was only the size of a palm, suddenly became ten feet high. On the big flag, endless dao patterns were embroidered, and a picture of a yin-yang fish was printed in the center.

The emperor soldiers were forcibly activated by Guo Yi, and a mighty wave of energy swept out, suppressing those coffins that were still about to move.

The yin and yang graphic on the banner rotated rapidly, and one black and one white rays of light fell down, and the yin and yang graphic was printed on the coffin, suppressing the other ancient corpses so much that they restrained their corpse aura and calmed down again.

Naturally, it would be best to use the apricot-yellow flag to suppress the ancestors of Taoism. No other emperor soldiers could achieve such an effect, and it might even cause these ancient emperor corpses to rebound.

Dao Bing stared at the picture of the Yin-Yang fish on the apricot-yellow flag, showing a dignified expression, and asked tentatively: "Brother Yinze, the big flag in your hand is a godless weapon?"

Guo Yi put away the apricot-yellow flag again, glanced at her lightly, and said, "That's right, is Miss Daobing attracted to this imperial weapon?"

There are not many people who even killed their own parents for an imperial soldier, not to mention that Guo Yi and Dao Bing just met by chance, people are greedy, and they fight for an imperial soldier. Not surprising at all.

Dao Bing quickly explained: "Brother Dao, I'm afraid I misunderstood. Am I the kind of person who forgets righteousness for profit? I'm just a little curious. This emperor soldier is somewhat similar to the apricot yellow flag, the emperor soldier of Zhenjiao in my Taoist legend. , so I asked each other."

Although she was still as cold as ice, there was a trace of anxiety in her eyes, fearing that Yin Ze would misunderstand her.

"boom!"

The bronze coffin lid was lifted up, and 800 million resentful souls rushed out of the coffin, but the original half emperor corpse in the coffin was devoured to nothing.

The dark wind howled, and ghosts filled the sky.

One-third of the 800 million resentful souls have already reached the Taoist realm. After eating this half-emperor ancient corpse, the remaining two-thirds of the resentful souls also condensed into entities, reaching The Taoist Realm.

Although the combat power of resentful souls cultivated to become Taoist masters is not as good as that of real Taoist masters, the strength is far superior to that of the seventh star of star masters, and the victory lies in the large number. Forty-eight million resentful souls rush forward at the same time, I am afraid that even ordinary saints will have to fight. Urgently need a few points, dare not confront it head-on.

Guo Yi was overjoyed, the Half Emperor's corpse was really not a trivial matter, it actually allowed these resentful souls to reach the Dao Master Realm, their combat power is already enough to compete with some weak saints, and they can sweep Xuanyuan Imperial City and Dongfangliu.

Guo Yi opened and closed his hands, forming a series of imprints, and countless ghost lights were shot out and merged into the body of the resentful soul.

"boom!"

A large number of resentful souls immediately collided quickly, and the two began to fuse. When the two Taoist-level resentful souls were fused, their cultivation bases were even better, and some even reached the second level of the Taoist master, and the third level of the Taoist master. realm.

This step is called "soul refining" in raising ghosts. Every time a large level is raised, the resentful souls will devour each other in a wave. food.

Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest!

Only those who can survive to the end are the strongest.

There were originally 800 million resentful souls of Taoist masters. After a series of mutual devouring, only 48 of the most powerful resentful souls remained.

And because of the power of devouring a large amount of resentful souls, each of these 48 resentful souls has reached the realm of the fourth Taoist realm, and the tens of thousands of them have reached the fifth realm of the Taoist master.

Now these resentful souls are the Taoist realm. If they collectively reach the saint realm, the number will continue to decrease sharply, and in the end they may even become 48 ghosts and immortals.

Resentful souls are condensed entities when they reach the realm of Daoist masters, and consciousness is born when they reach the realm of saints. Although they are somewhat clear now, they are still muddled and unable to truly think independently.

Dao Bing looked at the scene in front of him in shock. Yin Ze's body actually contained 48 resentful souls of the fourth Taoist master. What kind of power is this?

I'm afraid that there are not so many masters above the fourth way of Taoism in the entire Taoism!

Even the weaker saints probably have only the power to parry in the face of this force.

Guo Yi looked at more than a dozen other coffins. The ones lying here are all emperor corpses. If they can be swallowed, will all the resentful souls reach the semi-holy state?

If all 48 resentful souls have reached the semi-holy state, it is estimated that even facing a super strong like Pluto, they can challenge him.

"boom!"

Just when Guo Yi was about to collect the corpses of the Taoist patriarchs, suddenly the ancient inscriptions on the dark stone wall flickered, and a door suddenly opened, and the door was pitch black, so deep that it could swallow the spiritual consciousness of a monk .

The portal opened, and the entire bottom of the lake began to shake violently, making it difficult to stand still.

And the ancient inscription on the stone wall at the other end turned into an old engraved figure.

On the engraving is the figure of an old man, wearing a Taoist crown on his head, wearing a green Taoist robe, with a picture of a yin and yang fish printed on his chest, and holding a piece of Buddha dust in his hand.

That look is lifelike, and the spirit is moving, as if it is about to walk out of the stone wall at any time.

Although it was just a picture of the clothes, it was extremely depressing, as if an emperor was standing in front of him.

Dao Bing's eyes showed surprise, and he lost his voice: "This is a picture carved by the patriarch, why is there a picture here?"

The patriarch of Taoism was definitely a great figure in ancient times, and he has not fallen now, and has been gone for many years.Possessing supreme supernatural powers, 300 million years ago, he even stood on the top of the sky, and the Pluto, who almost reached the quasi-emperor, was shocked to death across the boundary.

With such means, we can see how powerful this Taoist patriarch is!If it weren't for the fact that today's wilderness and the lower seven wildernesses have been completely cut off, and the Taoist patriarch could no longer make a move, how would Pluto have the courage to attack Taoism?

The immortal soul of the emperor remained on the engraved picture, and suddenly the engraved picture seemed to come alive, a phantom walked out from the stone wall, held a whisk, and waved directly at Guo Yi and the two.

"Could it be that the tomb guard at the lake where the emperor's corpse is buried is actually a remnant soul of a Taoist patriarch?"

Guo Yi was full of doubts, and quickly put the body of Dao Bing's mother into the ancient bronze coffin, and then shot out Xinghuang Banner's Wushenwei, trying to counteract the Taoist patriarch's wisps of power. The power of the remnant soul.

However, Guo Yi still underestimated the power of the real emperor. Although it was only a wisp of remnant soul, he couldn't resist at all.

"boom!"

The flying whisk shattered the emperor's prestige above the apricot-yellow flag, even Guo Yi and Dao Bing flew upside down uncontrollably, and fell directly into the pitch-black portal.

"boom!"

The ancient inscriptions flashed on the stone wall, the phantom of the patriarch and the door closed at the same time, and the whole bottom of the lake returned to calm.

……

At the same time, a tragic battle was taking place on Shangqing Mountain.

Pluto floated above the void, and Pluto Ling in his hand erupted with a strange sound. Under the land of Shangqing Mountain, which was thousands of miles away, there were countless ancient corpses. For bones.

There is an endless stream of ancient corpses, all of which are the corpses of Taoist disciples who have died for 3000 billion years. The number is beyond description.

Moreover, there are many powerful old corpses among them. Several ancient corpses were buried in the forbidden area of ​​the mountain, and now they have crawled out. Their combat power is not inferior to that of the saints. Every move can destroy the world.

This is the terrible thing about Pluto. He has practiced several forbidden techniques in the tenth volume of "Ghost Sutra", one of which is "Corpse Summoning Secret Technique", which is to summon these dead bones for his own use and exert destructive power. .

As long as there are dead people, it is his world!

There were countless casualties among Taoist disciples, and all the dead would become enemies again. Not only could they not be killed, but there were more and more of them. The battle made everyone feel chills and felt a sense of despair.