Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 225 The oriole is behind

Above the head is the blue sky and white sun, and below the feet is the endless East China Sea.

Above the blue waves, a white-haired old man sat cross-legged on the sea, staring at the distant east.

Next to the old man, a man in black robes whose age could not be discerned stood quietly, holding a big flag in his hand and writing a letter - God made a mistake.

The Youying alien race is not a unified sect, but a body integration of large and small forces. There are also many sects and mixed factions in it. Only because of the same goal, they are united into a whole.

These people are not all demonic monks, many of them are ancient schools passed down from ancient times.

The development of the world is always "from barbarism to civilization", and the same is true for spiritual practice. Some schools that were very popular in ancient times, such as "soul refining, corpse refining", etc., were gradually not tolerated by the world and lost their living space. Finally, Although he was completely labeled as an 'evil', his disciples and disciples still tried their best to pass on the art passed down by their ancestors.

This is the case with the white-haired old man and the man in black robe waiting on the sea; Soul Flag'.

When the ancients lived together with Monster Immortals, Soul Gathering Banners were a very common weapon in the cultivation path. They often appeared in places where ghosts were rampant. They purified the world while practicing, and were even honored as "God Envoys" by some people.

Later, the world gradually became clearer, and lonely ghosts basically disappeared. Some monks came up with a crooked idea - creating ghosts to purify ghosts without ghosts.

The soul-gathering banner is too powerful, it frequently slaughters mortal cities, and absorbs millions of mortal souls. The result is self-evident, and it soon becomes a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats, and the "god envoy" has also become a "ghost messenger" '.

Passed down to this day, there are very few monks who use soul-gathering banners, but the reputation has not changed in the slightest. Among the "demon heretics" of the Youying alien race, few people want to learn from teachers, and feel that this genre is too disgusting.

But in the eyes of the ancestor Youming, there is nothing harmful about refining the soul-gathering flag-accepting the souls of mortals can not collect the souls of life, and the cycle of life and death is endless. Reincarnation; send the poor people away in advance, maybe they can be reincarnated as emperors in the next life, no matter how vicious they are, it is better than the Forbidden Land of Lei Chi for the orthodox monks.

It's a pity that this fallacy cannot be accepted by the contemporary Taoist practice. Different ways do not conspire with each other. Even the Youying alien race who is a demon heretic is wary of him. He is not notified of such a big occasion as a surprise attack on a barren mountain. Instead, he is assigned to deal with it These innocuous little things.

The man in black robe next to him was named Gongsun Li, and he was the disciple of the Nether Ancestor. He looked at the movement in the east and said:

"Master, here we come. Shangguan Yutang's apprentice is also here. If we can make money together, this trip will be a three-fold success."

"Shangguan Yutang's apprentice is not easy to take away. As long as we take action, Shangguan Yutang will definitely be there to relieve the siege."

Patriarch Youming took the Soul Gathering Banner and ordered:

"Go around from the side, take Zuo Lingquan away, and hand over the others to the teacher. Remember, the quick battle, Shangguan Yutang may come over at any time, if it takes too long, the teacher will have to go to Leichi to catch up with old friends .”

Gongsun Lu respectfully nodded and asked: "The woman who used the fire technique just now should be Yuyaozhou Xinfeng. Do you want to capture her together?"

"The Lord of the Four Directions has his back against heaven and earth and cannot be taken away. All we want is divine power. The Stealing Pill is enough."

"The descendants of the Black Tortoise family..."

"The superiors didn't ask to capture Xie Qiutao. He may have other uses. It's enough to take Zuo Lingquan and the Four Elephant God Marquis back as ordered."

"yes."

Gongsun Shu said no more, his body fell into the sea water, and he dived to the east silently...

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The flame-wrapped tortoise shell galloped against the sea water, drawing a white groove on the sea surface, and spreading to both sides into ripples, flying hundreds of miles away in a short while.

Shangguan Lingye increased his speed to the extreme, chasing after him, gradually closing the distance, but if he wanted to trap his opponent with magic, the distance was still not enough.

The dumpling with his head exposed at the hem of his clothes was blown by the strong sea breeze and stuck between his collarbones, and the loose white fluff was blown into a big back.

Realizing that he was about to run out of the continental shelf, Tuanzi probably remembered Longlong's instructions and called out "jijijiji~" several times to signal that the nanny could not catch up.

Only then did Shangguan Lingye remember this. If she continued to chase, she would probably be blocked by the Dragon King. She quickly raised her hand to take out the dumplings and threw them back.

"叽~~~~~"

The speed was so fast that Tuanzi lost his balance and hit a series of floats on the sea before he stopped.

The dumpling flapped its small wings and flew up. Looking up, the nanny had long since disappeared. It didn't dare to chase, but turned and ran away alone, as if sorry for the cultivation of countless small dried fish; It looks like 'it's not that birds are unjust, it's that birds are too fat and fly slowly'.

Just like that, after flying for more than a hundred feet, the sound of breaking wind came from behind.

Tuanzi turned around to check and found Zuo Lingquan flying through the air from a distance on a flying sword, and beside him was a petite girl stepping on a pipa.

"Jiji!"

Tuanzi quickly turned around and flew over, bumping into Zuo Lingquan's arms.

Zuo Lingquan chased him with his sword, but was already thrown far away, and he could hardly distinguish it from the waves on the sea. As for Hua Fang, he was too big and not as fast as he could wield a sword alone, so he fell further behind.

Zuo Lingquan saw Tuanzi and knew that he was chasing too far, so he stopped, took out the Tiandun card and reminded:

"My dear concubine, stop chasing me. Be careful of encountering monsters in the sea."

It's just that this sea area is not a waterway, and the Nine Sects' Heavenly Escape Tower does not cover this area, so there is no way to contact it.

Xie Qiutao crossed the sea and knew how dangerous the endless ocean was. Not only were there monsters that were a hundred times denser than those on land, but there were also wild cultivators hiding on isolated islands overseas. If they bumped into one, something big would happen.

Xie Qiutao also stopped and said: "Fairy Shangguan has a high level of cultivation. It should be no problem to chase her for thousands of miles. Let's not join in the fun. By the time we catch up, the fight will be over."

Zuo Lingquan knew that the speed difference was too big and there was no point in chasing him, but he was worried that Shangguan Lingye would get ahead and kept chasing him.

He was about to ask Xie Qiutao to take the dumplings back to Huafang, and he followed him just in case. But at this moment, far away overseas, a biting cold air suddenly came, as if the door to the endless purgatory was opening over there, and countless unjust dead souls poured into the world, and the sad and vicious breath rushed straight into the sky.

The two of them fell silent at the same time. Even the sea under their feet seemed to fall into silence, and the world became a little darker.

Zuo Lingquan's face changed slightly and he raised his eyes to look overseas. It was too far away to see anything.

Xie Qiutao is good at exorcising ghosts and is very familiar with this smell, but this gloomy ghost energy is so powerful that it even suppresses the clear sky and the burning sun. Her eyes were stunned:

"Is this opening the door to hell? How come there is such a strong Yin Qi?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know the reason, but he knew that Shangguan Lingye had fallen into the trap of luring the enemy. He threw the dumplings to Xie Qiutao and rushed overseas:

"Go back to the boat quickly."

Xie Qiutao knew she was weighing a lot and didn't think Zuo Lingquan was capable of dealing with him. She said anxiously:

"Don't go there, the yin energy is too strong, and your soul will be gone before you can reach me...be careful!"

In fact, there is no need to remind Xie Qiutao.

Zuo Lingquan walked with his sword, his eyes set overseas, and he did not relax his vigilance about his surroundings. After all, Shangguan Lingye can be ambushed, so there may not be any enemies around him.

Zuo Lingquan had just flown not far away when he noticed weak spiritual energy fluctuations under the sea. Without thinking, he raised the height, raised his hand to seal, and nine ice swords appeared around him.

At the same time, the sea below exploded, and a water column rushed out of the water and hit Zuo Lingquan in mid-air.

There are countless objects swimming in the water. If you look closely, you will find the pale human faces of drowned water ghosts. The claws of the ghosts stretch out like dense water plants, grabbing Zuo Lingquan's legs.

"town!"

Zuo Lingquan reacted very quickly. When he exited the word "Zhen", the nine ice swords vibrated rapidly, and the invisible downward pressure spread, instantly causing the condensed water flow to collapse and fall back to the sea.

However, the Demon-Sealing Sword Formation only disrupted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but could not restrain the body and soul. The sea water dispersed and fell, and the dense ghost shadows still fell at Zuo Lingquan's feet.

Zuo Lingquan's legs didn't touch anything, but he felt an indescribable sharp pain coming from the depths of his mind, as if his body was torn from the inside. There was no way to break free, and he could only fall down along with the tearing; his soul was shaken, The fear deep in his heart also began to surge, and hallucinations appeared directly. The depths of the sea below seemed to be filled with wailing corpses.

Zuo Lingquan doesn't know the Soul Technique and Thunder Technique, but he doesn't have ways to deal with it. He bit the tip of his tongue to stay awake, raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, his eyes were fierce, and the Sword Intent burst out in shock, and the pulling force below quickly subsided.

But the water ghosts under their feet were not wild ghosts. They were obviously controlled and driven away by someone, and they did not flee in fear of the Sword Intent.

Zuo Lingquan held the hilt of the sword and was ready to attack. In other words, he was just pretending. He couldn't really use the sword on the ghost under his feet. He could only use his momentum to calm the water ghost and look for the opponent hiding under the water.

Seeing that he couldn't escape and was about to be pulled into the sea, Zuo Lingquan wanted to forcefully freeze the sea under his feet into solid ice. At this moment, a voice suddenly came from my ears:

"clang--"

The sound was crisp and clear, shocking the mind, like a whip in the depths of one's mind, directly shaking Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan woke up instantly and looked at the sea again. The illusion of floating corpses on the bottom of the sea disappeared without a trace, and the ghostly atmosphere disappeared.

Deep under the water, a man in black robe holding a brass bell was looking at him coldly...

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There is another chapter being written, everyone, please read it in the morning.

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