The devil kills the god

65 Desperate ([-]-character chapter!)

Xiao Fan didn't know that two days after he entered the Wuxie Ruins, the outside world had become chaotic. At this time, he was still looking for fellow students of the Qingyang School in the maze-like corridors.

During the period after he separated from Qi Yingxue, he found more than 30 disciples of the Qingyang sect, but it is a pity that these disciples have become cold corpses, and their souls have been destroyed by resentment. Infected and restrained by the power, he couldn't escape, and could only be completely killed by Xiao Fan gnashing his teeth.

Even... there are some elders of the Qingyang Sect among them!

Even Lu Chao and Elder Zhao, whom Xiao Fan had met when he was apprenticed in Shenwu Hall of Qingyang Sect, had already fallen here!

"Who set up this underground labyrinth? Who set up the great array of dead souls? It attracts countless people, kills them, takes away their souls, and becomes slaves. This method is too abominable!" The anger in Xiao Fan's heart has reached the extreme, but he is also very clear that this place is extremely weird, and it is definitely not something that the current strength can turn everything around!

"Be careful, very powerful resentful souls have already begun to appear here, and it seems that there are guys at the elder level of the Wuxie Palace. The Wuxie Palace is different from the Qingyang School. In the Wuxie Palace, only those who have reached the Yuanling Realm can become Elders, there are countless masters of this level, and the overall strength at the time of its heyday was definitely ten or dozens of times that of the Qingyang Sect!" Malaria reminded.

"A master in Yuanling Realm resents the soul?" Xiao Fan frowned.

"Although the power of those resentful souls is less than half of what they were when they were alive, but with the power of resentment added, it's not much worse. And... do you know where the horror of monks in the Yuanling Realm is?" Malaria asked.

"A monk in Yuanling Realm can have Yuanli up to 50. He doesn't need anything else. Based on this alone, even if he only has half the strength, it is impossible for me to resist!" Xiao Fan said calmly.

"That's right, but the reason why Yuanling monks are powerful is not just that!" Malaria laughed and said: "The so-called Yuanling is when the Yuandan in the body is at the peak of the wall-breaking period, after the baptism of heaven, and thus It completely changes, and turns into an energy body formed by vitality in the dantian. This energy body communicates with the monk's mind and mind, and is completely condensed according to the monk's own characteristics. With the power of all attributes of the monk, when attacking, Yuan Ling and monks can fight together!"

"Then... that means it's two people?" Xiao Fan was taken aback.

"That's right, it can be understood in this way. If a monk in the Yuanling Realm has 50 Yuanli, then adding Yuanling's strength, it will become 100 million! Millions of combat power, you should understand the meaning of this value!"

"Then... those cultivators in Yuanling Realm who have become resentful souls... their cultivation base is only half, that's still 50!" Xiao Fan took a breath.

"Hahaha! Your idea is too creative. Once the Yuanling cultivator dies, the Yuanling will be shattered. How can there be double combat power?" Malaria laughed.

"Uh... Is that so? Please, you didn't explain clearly. Can you guide me to think in that direction? If this is the case, it's better, but even half of 50 is scary enough !” Xiao Fan shrugged his shoulders.

"Don't be silly, the 50 you said is the level of cultivating the heaven-level kung fu technique to reach the peak of the Yuanling realm. Even if there are so many masters in the Wuxie Palace, it is impossible for a few people to reach that level!" Malaria waved Putting the Dragon Claw corrected.

"However... even if you are practicing earth-level or even the lowest human-level skills, if you only have half of your strength left, you are not able to compete!"

"You said so much, you have a way to deal with it?" Xiao Fan's expression calmed down.

"Uh... how do you know?"

"Nonsense, you do this every time, I'm used to it, okay?" Xiao Fan sighed.

"Hmph, brat, you've found the pattern!" Malaria muttered a few words in displeasure, and said helplessly, "Well, there is a way to deal with them, because no matter how powerful they are, they are already dead. It’s just the vengeful spirits controlled by the formation!”

"Since it's a resentful spirit, what's there to be afraid of? Don't forget, isn't even the great formation of dead souls necessarily destroyed?"

"That's true, but it was the crystal of heart poison that destroyed the formation of dead souls. It's impossible for the crystal of heart poison to work again for a few powerful vengeful spirits?" Xiao Fan asked wonderingly.

"Certainly not. Otherwise, I have encountered so many resentful spirits before, and they would have been dealt with by the crystal of heart poison. Why do we need to do it?" Malaria rubbed his chin and said, "But the former Holy Demon Emperor, but from the heart I have learned a Taoism from Poison Crystal, but it is a pity that this Taoism not only requires more than [-] yuan of energy to use, but also is useless to living people, and is also considered useless by the Holy Demon Emperor."

"Taoism? Aren't the [-] kinds of Taoism all come from the Wuji Gate? This Crystal of Heart Poison..." Xiao Fan was extremely surprised.

"Hey, you won't wait for me to finish talking before interrupting?" Malaria roared angrily: "One hundred and eight kinds of Taoism are corresponding to eighteen kinds of supernatural powers. They are mainstream techniques, but it does not mean that Apart from these one hundred and eight kinds of Taoism, there is nothing else!"

"There are many Taoisms created by people. Although they are not inferior to one hundred and eight Taoisms, they are infinitely close in essence! However, the Taoism obtained by the Holy Demon Emperor from the Crystal of Heart Poison, on the basis of Its mystery is still above one hundred and eight kinds of Taoism, and it can even be said that they are all close to the level of supernatural powers!"

"Unfortunately, it is useless to living people!"

"So that's how it is!" Xiao Fan suddenly realized: "It's useless to living people, so... it's a Taoism that specifically restrains resentful souls?"

"Yes! I thought this Taoism was useless at first, but it took 1 yuan to barely perform it. For you before, it seemed very far away! But no one thought that your strength would increase so much. Quick, so, I will teach you that Taoism, if you use it properly, let alone a resentful soul in the Yuanling realm, even if it is in the adult realm, you can definitely compete with you now!"

"Is there such a good thing? It's really that when you're sleepy, someone brings you a pillow, and when you're thirsty, someone brings you water!" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows, and the heavy look on his face disappeared in a flash.

"Remember, this Taoism is called 'Requiem for the Soul'. It may have been created by the previous owner of the Heart Poison Crystal, but this Taoism can calm down all resentment, wash away all resentment and evil thoughts, and make the dead souls free. Liberation, its effect, has the same effect as the "Great Pudu Sutra", a secret technique lost in Buddhism!"

"Not only people, but also animals, as long as they are living beings, the body and soul will be separated from each other after death, and the soul will be guided by a powerful force, which is called 'Huangquanqi'. The soul guided by Huangquanqi , will enter the mysterious place of the underworld to be judged. The innocent will enter reincarnation and reincarnation. The guilty will go to hell to suffer, wash away their sins, and re-enter reincarnation after their sins are gone. It’s called the reincarnation of heaven.”

"However, in many cases, when the soul has obsession, or is caused by other powers, making those powers exceed the degree of attraction of Huangquan Qi, it will stay in the world, and resentful souls are the most common type. However, the large formation of dead souls , but also manipulate the power of resentment to bind these dead souls firmly and use them!"

"I understand!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath and said, "The Dao of Requiem is to remove the power of resentment from resentful souls, so that they can feel the influence of the energy of the underworld, and thus enter the underworld."

"It's not to eliminate the power of resentment, but to use your original power to neutralize the power of resentment through the Way of Requiem!" Malaria corrected.

"Great, with this Taoism, there is no need to kill all those resentful souls!" Xiao Fan was overjoyed, and then sighed: "It's a pity... If only I had enough strength before I came, It won't let so many innocent resentful souls fly away!"

"Don't worry, that might be their fate!"

"By the way, are there really places like the Underworld?" Xiao Fan asked suddenly.

"Well, although no one has ever been there alive, according to the records in ancient books, there is indeed such a place, which is extremely mysterious!" Malaria nodded.

"That's it... Reincarnation... That's troublesome. If my parents have entered the underworld and reincarnated, wouldn't it be impossible to revive them?" Xiao Fan frowned.

"Unfortunately, it is like this! But the speed of reincarnation may not be so fast, at least there is still a chance!" Malaria comforted.

"Forget it, finish the business here first, and after you go out, try to increase your strength, kill your enemies, and resurrect your parents!" Xiao Fan clenched his fists, and in the time of a stick of incense, he completely destroyed the "Requiem Road". master.

Suddenly, just when Xiao Fan was about to stand up again, a loud "rumbling" sound suddenly sounded, causing the entire corridor to shake violently.

Immediately afterwards, a flame burst out from not far away, mixed with several screams.

At this point, one wave after another of energy fluctuations was released, which was sensed by Xiao Fan.

"This Yuanli... is the master!" Xiao Fan's eyes lit up, and he galloped towards the explosion.

At several turns, a large hole was opened in the wall of the corridor, connecting with several other corridors.

A huge fireball wrapped Sima Yan's wounded body in it. On his shoulder, there was a strange red elf-looking thing. Behind him were several Qingyang sect monks covered in bruises. Wearing black robes, several wearing white robes.

However, Sima Yan was wearing a blue robe full of holes, which also indicated that Sima Yan had become a senior elder of the Qingyang Sect and had successfully stepped into the Yuanling Realm!

However, even so, Sima Yan's condition was not impressive. His body was covered in blood, and he was panting heavily, obviously extremely tired.

Surrounding them were countless vengeful spirits!

These resentful spirits looked extremely powerful, and the dark resentment on their bodies was surging, which was several times stronger than what Xiao Fan saw on the upper floors!

"Uncle Sima, I didn't expect that we would be discovered by these vengeful spirits!" Huo Qing, who was beside Sima Yan, gasped and said, the flying sword in his hand was also riddled with holes and its color was very dim.

"I don't know, but I can't last long. These resentful souls are too powerful, and there are many of them. Most of them are above the Yuanling realm. It is impossible to get rid of them. The only thing we can do now is to delay as much as possible." That's all!" Sima Yan shook his head bitterly.

At this time, he also completely lost the crazy and lawless aura he had when he was in the Qingyang sect.

"But...Uncle Sima, will someone come to rescue us? It's already the fifth day!" Zhang Ling wiped the blood from his forehead and asked through gritted teeth.

"Maybe... no one will come to rescue us. Even if they come, I'm afraid they will be trapped here to death. We... I'm afraid that bad luck is inevitable. Let's be prepared to die!" Sima Yan gritted his teeth.

"Are you going to die? Hehe, it doesn't matter. Anyway, my life has been saved countless times. Since I didn't die here last time, it doesn't matter if I die here this time!" Huo Qing sneered, with tears streaming down his forehead. She was sweating, but there was a crazy luster in her eyes.

"That's right, if we were going to die, we had already died last time! What are we afraid of?" Xu Tao also roared with righteous indignation.

"Yes, what's so terrible about death? The only pity is that I can't repay Xiao Fan for saving my life, so I have to repay it in the next life!" Zhang Ling raised his hands, and two ring-shaped magic weapons with blades twirled on his fingertips stand up.

"That's right, so what can we do with death? The disciples of our Qingyang Sect are never afraid of death! This is the spirit of our Qingyang Sect!" The rest of the disciples also became more energetic and prepared for the last fight.

"Unfortunately, although it hurts you to say this, if you die here, you may not be able to enter reincarnation forever, and you will stay here like these wraiths!" Sima Yan forced himself to laugh.

"Really? It's a pity, but we have no choice. Let these vengeful spirits see the final struggle of our Qingyang sect disciples!" All the disciples shook their heads regretfully, but the momentum became even higher.

"Okay! Let's fight them! Death must be more heroic!" Sima Yan roared, and his whole body was filled with terrifying flames. The flames actually had three colors, three kinds of red, representing three kinds of red. The power of fire with different attributes!

Samadhi True Fire Technique!

The Three Flavors True Fire Technique performed by Sima Yan is almost as different as that performed by Xiao Fan, day by day and place by place.

It was as if everything in the world would be reduced to ashes in the true fire of Samadhi.

And the other disciples also desperately displayed their strongest abilities, and rushed towards countless resentful souls together with Sima Yan.

The elf-like fiery thing on Sima Yan's shoulder also exudes the same power of the Three Flavors True Fire Technique, which complements Sima Yan's power, and it is as powerful as a bamboo!

The brutal fight begins at this moment.

In the tunnel, all kinds of energy are filled, permeating everywhere, the rays of light flicker, and the impact and roar come and go, endlessly.