Need for Plundering Immortals

Chapter 492 Everything as before (End)

The army of supernatural powers appeared, and the chief dean and others were shocked.

I thought the situation was getting better, but who would have thought that there would be another twists and turns?

However, Ye Donglai didn't change his face, but spread his spiritual consciousness, and secretly communicated with Murong and Shangguan Patriarch.

Just now, the ancestors of the nine great families were present, and only these two were determined to help Ye Donglai.The others are nothing but fools.

Ye Donglai didn't mind, the Murong Patriarch and Shangguan Patriarch had a good fortune, of course, it was also for the complete killing of Luo Banxian and Qingfeng Taoist.

The supernatural army appeared and was about to obey orders, but unexpectedly, bursts of black smoke appeared in the army.

"Luo Banxian, don't let my people die in vain." Taoist Qingfeng said seriously.

"How can such a good supplement be wasted?" Luo Banxian grinned.

Suddenly, a large number of supernatural beings died suddenly!
Excited light appeared on Luo Banxian's face, and the violently dead supernatural beings turned into black mist, all gathered towards him, and his own realm was rapidly improving.

Patriarch Murong couldn't help being shocked when he saw this.

They all know that Luo Banxian can improve himself by killing mortals indiscriminately and devouring the dead.

Right now, Taoist Qingfeng is really generous and ruthless, and even used his own clansmen to be devoured by Luo Banxian.

In the past, Luo Banxian only devoured ordinary people, but now the supplements are all powerful supernatural beings, how can the effect be the same?

Ye Donglai saw the mass death of supernatural beings like weeds, he felt extremely resentful, and planned to forcibly plunder Luo Banxian's insidious technique.

However, he unexpectedly discovered that the plunder was ineffective.

"Could it be...so that's the case."

Ye Donglai finally understood that what Luo Banxian cultivated was not the evil method of this plane at all, otherwise it would be impossible to kill so many people without being punished by the heavens. This is probably a loophole in the heavenly rules.

And Ye Donglai's plundering ability cannot plunder abilities outside the plane.

That being the case, it can only be forced to kill him.

In a short period of time, more than half of the supernatural beings died tragically, and Luo Banxian's aura had already reached the peak of the Thunder Tribulation Realm, which seemed to be on par with Ye Donglai.

Taoist Qingfeng's eyes were bloodshot, and he was extremely excited.

At this moment, an ice blue light flashed.

The Ice King Sword pierced through Taoist Qingfeng's heart.

How can he be Ye Donglai's opponent without Taoist Qingfeng who has lost his alliance?
The Ice King's sword passed, and Taoist Qingfeng's soul was crushed.

And in this short period of time, Luo Banxian seems to have devoured it to saturation, almost reaching the limit that the mortal world can bear.

"Huh... the power that I haven't seen for a long time." Luo Banxian said with joy on his face, "The superhuman race is really good."

Whoosh!
Bing Wangjian turned around and pointed at Luo Banxian.

However, Luo Banxian was already prepared, and pulled his palm against the air, forcibly changing the trajectory of the Ice King Sword.

Ye Donglai's eyes froze: "You are not afraid, will the dead seek revenge from you..."

"Hehe." Luo Banxian snorted.

Returning to the top, he has absolute confidence in himself: "Aren't you known as the evil god of all arts, I want to see who is better."

Before the voice fell, a bloody light suddenly appeared on both sides of Luo Banxian.

"what?"

Two drops of blood containing terrifying power blasted over with precision.

Luo Banxian knew that Ye Donglai could use this spell, but he didn't expect that there were other people present who could also use it.

"No, what kind of spell is this?"

Luo Banxian suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

He felt that the spell seemed familiar, but found that he couldn't remember it.

Murong and Shangguan's ancestors were pale and almost lost their strength.

According to Ye Donglai's request, they tried their best to exert all their strength.

Blood drop technique!

They have never mastered this trick.

But just now, Ye Dong said that they will.

Then, it really does.

The Myriad Magic Cthulhu is really terrifying. He can actually let others master a super spell in an instant.

Not only that, but there is also a supernatural spell called "Splitting Soul", which was mastered by the two ancestors.

Ye Donglai himself took this opportunity to complete a set of complicated printing methods in an instant.

The highest level of ability that he realized not long ago has finally been used.

After all, looting cannot be used indefinitely, and it must be used once to bring out the best results.

The first layer, semi-predatory, is equivalent to copying.

The second tier, full loot, makes the enemy's abilities disappear.

The third layer, the ultimate plunder, is the ability to plunder the enemy, and it can be forcibly applied to other people, not necessarily mastered by Ye Donglai himself.

Therefore, Patriarch Murong and Patriarch Shangguan used the blood drop technique.

The other ancestors regretted it too late.

If he had known this earlier and stood firmly on Ye Donglai's side, how could the benefits be enjoyed by Shangguan and Murong?

"call……"

With Ye Donglai's concentration, finally, the spell was completed.

This set of printing methods is originally a ghost technique of Yousheng.

But when it is cast at this time, the effect is not the same. This is the highest form that the evil god comprehended when he created this ghost technique.

On the endless land, bursts of faint gray and black air rose and condensed together.

Especially on the bodies of the supernatural clansmen who died just now, the power of a large number of dead souls appeared...

Burial Soul Slope, and the place where Luo Banxian once massacred the city, the resentment of those dead and the power of evil spirits rushed from the heaven and the earth.

This feeling made Luo Banxian shudder.

He wanted to stop Ye Donglai, but everything happened in an instant.

The blood drop technique exploded, delaying him for a while.

During this short period of time, all the power of the dead souls gathered beside Ye Donglai.

In the past, the human beings slaughtered by Luo Banxian seemed to belong to Ye Donglai.

Thousands of dead souls, give orders for me!
Luo Banxian felt as if he was facing an abyss.

He seemed to see countless ghosts baring their teeth and claws at him.

"The people from Buried Soul Slope have come to seek revenge on you."

"Didn't you think of this when you killed these supernatural people just now?"

Ye Donglai is wearing the armor of the undead, just like the king of Hades descending.

This time, he didn't need to kill Luo Banxian as an evil god, these dead people alone were enough.

"Ah!"

Although Luo Banxian was capable, but under the pressure of this evil spirit's power, he was so frightened that his soul trembled.

Everything in the world has a cause and effect.

Ye Donglai let out a long sigh in his heart.

Immediately, the giant-like Pluto patted it down with one palm.

This is the incarnation of the spirit and power of all the dead. With the evil god of all arts, Luo Banxian, what can be used to resist it?
With one palm, the space collapsed.

Luo Banxian was torn into pieces.

The Ice King Sword then descended from the sky, and those who were casual, as if they had been lingering, turned into powder.

Luo Banxian's spirit fled wildly, and the debris of his body had already mixed into the turbulent flow of space.

"howl!"

A shrill and earth-shattering ghost cry resounded through the sky.

It seems to be excited, it seems to be sad...

Slap out again.

Luo Banxian, both body and spirit are destroyed.

At this juncture, Shangguan and Patriarch Murong suddenly grabbed somewhere in the air before they had time to catch their breath.

The next moment, a black crescent-shaped stone appeared in each of their hands.

"Is this the soul splitting stone..."

The two patriarchs were startled and suspicious, and then suddenly crushed the stone.

Ye Donglai has known for a long time that Luo Banxian has the supernatural ability to split the soul, and after death, he can become three parts. The soul fragments are hidden in the "soul splitting stone", waiting for recovery.

That's why he plundered the supernatural power to split the soul in advance, and cooperated with the two ancestors to destroy the soul splitting stone in an instant after Luo Banxian was wiped out.

The dust has settled.

In the air, the cries of dead souls echoed...

Ye Donglai was relieved.

He glanced lightly at the ancestors of other aristocratic families, no one dared to look up at him.

I used to be a fool on the wall, I just feel ashamed and extremely regretful.

Ye Donglai didn't blame anything, after all, both Shangguan and Patriarch Murong had obtained two super-powerful methods, and it was only natural that the others got nothing.

"No one wants to kill the evil god, right?" Ye Donglai asked casually.

"How dare..." Everyone said in shock.

Kill the evil god?

Just relying on the ancestors of these aristocratic families to oppose Ye Donglai?court death.

What's more, Ye Donglai today is Ye Donglai, and he no longer has the personality of the evil god ten thousand years ago.

Or maybe, the evil god ten thousand years ago was not a villain.It's just that he is too strong and too out of tune with other people, so he has become a public enemy of the whole people.Furthermore, turmoil often occurs in the mortal world, and the evil god back then just happened to be the fuse of the turmoil...

"Since that's the case, it's getting late. Let's go back to rectify the family. I want to get together with some friends."

After Ye Donglai dropped these words, the person disappeared without causing any fluctuations.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But then, over the sea thousands of miles away, a thunderbolt appeared from the clear sky.

A series of thunders continued to descend.

All the cultivators stared in that direction, all reverent in their hearts.

How many years have passed, finally, has someone crossed the catastrophe and became a fairy...

(End of this chapter)