Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 227 Sea of ​​Dead Souls

The dark wind howled, and the sea surface was obscured by black ghost mist, making it impossible to see through the three feet in front of me.

The Nether Ancestor unfolded the Soul Gathering Banner, turning the entire sea area into the Nether Underworld.

The wind surged, thousands of ghosts cried and howled, and the nine ghosts with so much resentment were like locusts passing by, eating away at all living things in sight.

When Shangguan Lingye chased him here, the four elephants and gods disappeared, replaced by thousands of layers of ghost mist, blocking all ways out.

At this time, Shangguan Lingye, who was wearing a phoenix skirt, was suspended in the air, with long black hair flying. He raised his hands and propped up a protective net of electric snakes around his body to block the endless souls of injustice that turned into the black sea.

The principle of the Soul Gathering Banner is extremely simple. It is to collect the wronged souls of people who died in vain, imprison them and whip them day and night, fueling their resentment and hatred. The longer the time, the more ferocious it becomes, because there is no intelligence, only instinct. After seeing the light of day, they will pounce on people. Until the soul is gone.

A fierce ghost is not a threat to the monks at all, and can be dealt with with some spiritual skills. However, the Soul Gathering Banner has never raised a ghost king. Instead, it relies on the human sea tactic to directly pile up tens of thousands of dead souls. die.

The ancestor of Netherworld, who was in the middle stage of the Jade Stage, had carefully raised this soul-gathering flag for hundreds of years. A million dead souls only massacred the city twice. After hundreds of years, one can imagine how much blood debt has been accumulated.

Shangguan Lingye did not reach the Jade Level after all. No matter how high his skills were or how talented he was, he still showed a sense of powerlessness in the face of this pure soul attack.

The thunder net destroyed the incoming ghosts into nothingness, but they still squeezed through the thunder net slightly and crashed into Shangguan Lingye's body.

The divine soul attack directly acts on the human soul, and hallucinations or fainting are only minor cases. The power of the soul gathering flag is enough to crush the human soul; but usually before this step is reached, the monk will fall into madness due to the loss of mind, or the blood in the body The circulation was disordered and the body exploded directly to death.

Shangguan Lingye was surrounded by the sea of ​​wronged souls. He could only hold on for a few breaths before he was distracted. His eyes were blood red and his cold cheeks showed a ferocious color.

Seeing that it was difficult to hold on for too long, Shangguan Lingye looked at the ghost fog that covered the sky and the sun, and scolded in a cold voice:

"You coward, come out here!"

After speaking, his momentum surged, and a ring of thunder expanded in all directions, annihilating all the ghosts it touched.

However, the area of ​​the ghost domain where the Soul Gathering Banner spread out was too large, and the thunder ring spread out no more than a hundred feet before being consumed by the endless ghosts and reduced back to its original size.

At this time, a voice also came from the ghost mist:

"Little girl, when you meet a senior, you are not polite at all. Didn't your master teach you what it means to respect elders and younger ones?"

Sounds rang out from all directions in the black sea of ​​ghosts, as if all the ghosts were crying and howling at once. The sound was so shrill that it was so horrifying that it was impossible to determine where the deity was.

The usage of the Soul Gathering Flag is to pile up the opponent with endless innocent souls. As the person who controls the Soul Gathering Flag, he will naturally not give the opponent a chance to capture the king. He hides in the Soul Gathering Flag and directs the innocent souls to attack until the ghost realm is captured. Only when they are broken up can their true form be revealed.

The only person in Yuyaozhou who can instantly save a large number of dead souls is Master Fulong who specializes in this way. Shangguan Yutang is a martial arts cultivator. If he really comes to the rescue, he can't destroy so many dead souls with one blow. The ancestor of Netherworld sees that the situation is not good. I can escape, so I dare to delay here.

In order to prevent Shangguan Yutang from coming over, he ran to rescue Zuo Lingquan first, causing the plan of this trip to fail. The ancestor of Netherworld did not show any mercy to Shangguan Lingye.

After the words were spoken, the ghost mist accelerated and circled. The dense ghosts seemed to be stimulated and became more and more crazy. They all crashed into Shangguan Lingye who was trapped in the middle.

The ghost had no physical form and did not make any movement. The only thing that could be seen was that the lightning network that protected the whole body was blooming, and then it died down and was completely submerged in the ghost mist.

"Ah~~~~"

The shrill screams of the howling ghosts rushed straight into his mind, but in an instant, Shangguan Lingye's soul shook and let out a muffled groan. There was a trace of blood on the corners of his lips, and his eyes became distracted.

Shangguan Lingye knew that he could not hold on for too long, so he scolded: "Break it for me!" After saying that, more than ten purple Golden Immortal talismans floated out from Linglong Pavilion, triggering an earth-shattering thunderstorm in the middle of the sea of ​​ghosts.

Boom boom boom——

A line of chain thunderstorms directly turned hundreds of thousands of screaming ghosts behind them into nothingness, forcing a passage several miles long.

Shangguan Lingye took this opportunity to protect his body with a thunder talisman, turned around and rushed towards the coast.

The range of the soul-gathering flag is very large, and Shangguan Lingye cannot escape in a short time; but with the Qimen Law Treasure and massive immortal talismans to protect her body, it is impossible to forcefully rush her to death with thousands of innocent souls.

With the practice of the Nether Ancestor, Shangguan Lingye could not stop him from directly showing up to fight head-on; but as long as he dared to emerge from the soul-gathering flag, Shangguan Yutang might follow him, and there was no way he would risk his life.

Seeing this, the Nether Ancestor could only urge his apprentice with his heart, asking him to fight quickly. But before the words of the Nether Ancestor could be heard, a Sword Intent soaring into the sky came from very far away.

This Sword Intent is extremely powerful, frightening ghosts and gods, and even stagnating the churning sea of ​​ghosts.

Shangguan Lingye also noticed it and felt that the Sword Intent was familiar yet unfamiliar. Before he could think about it carefully, an angry shout came from the ghosts around him:

"How dare you, Shuzi!"

There was obvious shock in the voice, and the overwhelming ghost mist no longer attacked Shangguan Lingye, but pressed towards the coast.

Shangguan Lingye didn't know the specific situation, but he knew that Zuo Lingquan had pissed off his opponent. She endured the pain in her soul and galloped back along with thousands of dead souls, saying loudly:

"Run!"

The other side.

Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao looked at the black tsunami coming from the horizon. They thought it was the sky-reaching water technique used by their opponents. When the scolding came, they realized that it was a sea of ​​ghosts, densely packed with wailing ghosts.

Xie Qiutao has been subduing demons and exorcising demons for so many years. This is the first time he has seen such a big scene, and his face turned pale instantly:

"Oh my god, this looks like a soul gathering flag. Move quickly, we will die if we touch it."

After saying that, he hugged the dumplings and ran back.

Zuo Lingquan also wanted to retreat, but before he could move, he heard Shangguan Lingye's distant shouts. His voice was shaky and he was obviously seriously injured.

Zuo Lingquan's heart tightened, he gritted his teeth and sank into the sea water, condensing the surrounding sea water into solid ice, directly opening an underwater tunnel and rushing towards the Ghost Sea.

Tuanzi heard the nanny's voice and had been raising birds for a thousand days. When he saw Zuo Lingquan, he jumped up and took courage. He jumped out of Xie Qiutao's arms, turned into a white cannonball, and followed Zuo Lingquan.

"Eh?!"

Xie Qiutao knew how terrifying the Soul Gathering Banner was, and that entering the spiritual valley would lead to death or life. No matter how hot his head was, he would not die with it, so he stamped his feet anxiously.

Tap tap tap tap——

Zuo Lingquan ran wildly between the ice tunnels, as fast as thunder. The ice where he landed was shattered and quickly restored to its original state, and he soon collided with the tide of the ghost sea.

The ghosts and ghosts are invisible and invisible, and there will be no collisions without entities. The tunnel formed by the ice can only play a stabilizing role.

As soon as Zuo Lingquan rushed into the ghost mist, he found dense crowds of wailing ghosts rushing down from the water, passing through the ice without any hindrance, and rushing toward him with ghostly faces.

Zuo Lingquan held the hilt of the sword and exploded with Sword Intent, successfully driving away Gui Wu. However, Gui Wu was manipulated and he immediately pounced on him without fear of death.

Several ghosts crashed into his body, and Zuo Lingquan felt as if he had been struck by lightning. The severe pain deep in his soul made him almost faint. The scenery he saw quickly became distorted, and countless indescribable things appeared. The world was spinning and he lost his sense of direction.

The Divine Ability is exclusive to Jade-level monks. It is rare for Youhuang monks to deal with it, let alone the Spiritual Valley realm.

Zuo Lingquan had hallucinations the moment he came into contact with him. He relied on his strong will to hold on, forcing himself to ignore the indescribable things around him and try to distinguish Shangguan Lingye's position.

But there are endless ghosts in the black sea, far more than just a few. As the first one crashed into the body, densely packed ghosts all pressed up.

The Nether Ancestor hiding in the sea of ​​ghosts was even worried and beat Zuo Lingquan to death. He was about to stop, but at this moment, a golden flame appeared in the ice crystal tunnel.

call--

The Nether Ancestor was slightly startled, and when he looked intently, he saw a white fur ball fluttering its small wings, flying in front of Zuo Lingquan, opening its beak, and spitting out a stream of flames that was completely disproportionate to its size.

The golden flame was like the breath of a fire dragon. In an instant, a golden thread was drawn out under the sea, extending infinitely forward until the ice tunnel could no longer withstand the temperature and was instantly vaporized. Then it exploded from under the sea, exploding into the sea of ​​ghosts. A straight gap.

bang——

The fierce ghost in the ice crystal tunnel was instantly annihilated, and after the flames exploded, a hollow groove appeared in the ghost fog on the sea surface.

Not to mention touching the flames, thousands of ghosts were just irradiated by the flames hundreds of meters away, screaming and wailing as if they were burned by flames, and fled to the surrounding area by themselves.

However, spraying the dumpling down in such a big gulp consumes a lot, and the size has shrunk by a whole circle.

In the depths of Huangquan, the pale Shangguan Lingye finally showed his figure.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan did not miss this rare opportunity. Taking advantage of the evil ghosts that were blocking the sky and not daring to approach, he ran with his head down to meet Shangguan Lingye.

The Nether Ancestor who controlled the Soul Gathering Flag was stunned for a moment when he saw such a terrifying scene.

Although he didn't understand what that little white bird was, hundreds of years of experience allowed the Nether Ancestor to recognize it as Phoenix Fire at a glance.

The phoenix fire is a divine fire, and ordinary ghosts dare not approach it. The soul-gathering flag cannot control Zuo Lingquan, who is protected by the white bird.

Ancestor Netherworld was afraid of further delay, so Shangguan Yutang rushed over and made a prompt decision, grabbing Zuo Lingquan who was rushing towards him.

Zuo Lingquan was only a few steps away. Before he could meet up with Shangguan Lingye who was turning back with all his strength, he saw the sea of ​​ghosts around him churning crazily and a bone claw protruding out.

The bone claws were dark green in color, ghostly aura lingered around the fingertips, each finger was more than three feet long, and the speed was extremely fast, when it was seen, it was already in front of it, and it was grabbed like Mount Tai.

"Watch out!"

Even if a jade-level monk takes action, even if it is just a wave of his hand, it is not something that low-level monks can contend with.

Shangguan Lingye was already as fast as thunder, but the bone claw appeared from behind and passed over his head halfway.

And at the same moment, a deafening thunder suddenly sounded under the sky!

bang——

Shangguan Lingye looked at it from the corner of his eye, but saw the golden light shining all over the nine heavens, and a purple thunderbolt like a dragon and python suddenly appeared, like a catastrophe, directly hitting the sea of ​​ghosts...

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a moment ago.

White clouds gathered above the East China Sea. A woman in a golden dragon-scale dress with a huge black shield floating behind her and a simple long sword floating by her side sat cross-legged on the clouds, watching the battle situation below.

The little female dragon transformed into the appearance of a stocky girl, lying on the clouds, holding her cheeks with her hands, and dangling her calves in straw sandals.

The little female dragon knew how many innocent souls would need to be slaughtered when the Soul Gathering Banner spread out such a large-scale ghost mist. Seeing that her master's face was not very good, she said:

"The cycle of life and death is endless. They are just resentments left in the world. Be more open-minded."

"The next life is the next life's business. If because of reincarnation, you can look down on the life and death of your parents, wives and children in this life, how can you leave so many resentful souls. These evil ways will be comforted by 'helping poor people cast a good baby' They don't know that those who really can't survive will commit suicide, and they have something to worry about while they are still alive. How can they be so virtuous and capable as to dare to decide the life and death of others for the way of heaven."

The small mountain village where Shangguan Yutang lived when he was a child was slaughtered by Yexiu. The hatred has long been settled, but the hatred engraved in his bones cannot be erased. This is why Shangguan Yutang established the Nine Sects and guards them till now.

Seeing this, the little female dragon stopped comforting her and said instead:

"Girl Lingye loves money like her life. She has saved her family property for so many years and threw it away without any money. Afterwards, she will die of heartache. Knowing that you are here but not taking action, I guess I will blame you for a long time in my heart."

Shangguan Yutang knew Lingye's temper very well and said calmly:

"She came out to protect Zuo Lingquan. All the expenses will be reimbursed by Ba Ye when she returns. She may even have to ask Zuo Lingquan for a reward. It is Zuo Lingquan and Ba Ye who should be distressed."

"That means you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are when you are not a householder. When Lingye girl becomes the master of the palace, you will know how difficult it is to earn money from the gods..."

Ramble.

Shangguan Yutang didn't answer any more, his eyes were fixed on the sea of ​​ghosts, and he waited quietly.

The Soul Gathering Banner is a Law Weapon that has been passed down from ancient times to this day. The method of refining weapons is constantly updated. In terms of manufacturing technology, the Soul Gathering Banner cannot even keep up with some contemporary Law Treasures.

But simplicity does not mean lagging behind. The Soul Gathering Banner has been passed down from ancient times and is still ranked among the most forbidden items. It relies on its low threshold and unparalleled reliability.

The low threshold lies in the fact that the Soul Gathering Banner is not picky. To increase combat power, you only need to kill mortals to collect wronged souls, and use quantity to make up for the quality gap. For practitioners, killing mortals is easier than going up the mountain to dig for spiritual grass, which means there is no threshold.

The reliability lies in the fact that the Soul Gathering Flag uses the method of "fighting poison with poison" to suppress ghosts and exorcise them, that is, to catch and fight ghosts, and the user does not need to show his face.

In the absence of spiritual energy fluctuations, high-level monks can use their spiritual consciousness to search for targets. However, if there are millions of dead souls hidden in a soul-gathering flag, there will be a million completely different spiritual consciousnesses to interfere with the judgment. This scale is not to mention demons. , the judge came over with the book of life and death, and it took him a long time to find the rightful owner.

The genius design of this ancestor has made countless descendants almost despair - once the Soul Gathering Flags are 'raised', their huge number will be enough to eliminate all detection channels. The only solution is to eliminate the ghosts, narrow the target range to a distinguishable range, or wait until The user reveals himself.

Based on Shangguan Yutang's Taoism, it is not difficult to clear out the sea of ​​ghosts below, but the Soul Gathering Banner keeps releasing innocent souls. As long as the banners and the people are not killed all at once, the Nether Ancestor will definitely run away when he sees her appearing.

When the time comes to disperse the wronged souls in the Soul Gathering Banner, hundreds of thousands of spiritual senses will flee in all directions, and there will be suspicions in them, how can people chase them?

Shangguan Yutang didn't want to let this big fish go, so he could only lurk in the clouds, waiting for Patriarch Youming to be overwhelmed and reveal his real body.

And this opportunity did not make Shangguan Yutang wait long.

Seeing the bone claw protruding from the sea of ​​ghosts, Shangguan Yutang unhurriedly raised his slender jade finger and pointed to the center of the sea of ​​ghosts.

clap--

Purple thunder emerged from the fingertips, and the bright electric light instantly turned the entire sea into snow-white. Even Jiang Yi and others who were a hundred miles away were temporarily blinded by this terrifying electric light.

The black wave of ghosts under the lightning had not yet been touched by the thunder, and countless dead souls had already been scattered under the flash of lightning.

bang——

After the loud noise, a semicircular pit was blasted into the sea surface, forming a circular shock wave that spread in all directions. It contained countless electric currents and turned the ghost mist stagnating on the sea surface into nothingness.

But in just a short moment, the ghost fog and clouds on the sea were destroyed by the shock wave, and the sky and sea were restored to the same blue color. Only a few ghost fog remained outside.

This was supposed to be a devastating blow, enough to cripple the Nether Patriarch, making it difficult for his spirit to escape from the body, so that he could be imprisoned in the Thunder Pool and be punished forever.

But after Shangguan Yutang made a strike, his expression rarely changed.

She appeared above the sea in a flash, stopping at the spot where Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye were standing just now.

The waves that were stirred up had not yet subsided, and the wind surged on the sea surface. The seawater that exploded into the sky turned into water droplets and fell again, just like a downpour.

Under the heavy rain, the sea surface was empty. Not only Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye were missing, but also the Nether Ancestor was missing. It was as if everything was annihilated under the thunder, leaving only Xie Qiutao with his small mouth open. Holding the pipa, standing outside the rainstorm is full of shock.

The little female dragon resumed its golden mace shape and floated beside Shangguan Yutang. She didn't see what was going on and said in shock:

"Tangtang, did you accidentally kill Lingye and that kid together?"

This is obviously nonsense. According to Shangguan Yutang's practice, even if Zuo Lingquan is standing in front of the Nether Ancestor, if she strikes down with lightning, Zuo Lingquan will be blinded at most and not even a single hair of Zuo Lingquan will be harmed. How could she accidentally injure him.

But the little female dragon couldn't imagine that there was anyone in the world who could silently disappear three living people right under Shangguan Yutang's nose and at the moment of taking action.

This is equivalent to treating the monks who are the leading pillars of a continent like ants. The group of old monsters in Huajun Continent can't do it. If the Youying aliens have this ability, do they still need to be sneaky to catch people?

Shangguan Yutang was obviously a little puzzled. After looking around for a week with his eyebrows furrowed, he said:

"It is definitely not the work of human beings. It probably alarmed the Lord of Heaven and Earth here."

The little female dragon thinks it's possible, but this sea area is at the junction of sea and land. The little White Tiger in the west of Jade Yaozhou, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and the god Azure Dragon can all affect this area. It's not sure which god it will disturb.

The little female dragon thought for a while, then roared into the sea:

"Dragon Ancestor, did you show your Divine Ability and take people away?"

The little female dragon was born in a wild land and was trained from snakes. Although she is considered a Flood Dragon, she has nothing to do with the Dragon King of the East China Sea. This claim of ancestry is purely akin to a close relative.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea is the incarnation of the East China Sea. The sea borders four continents. His divine status is higher than that of Stealing Pills. His abilities can no longer be described in terms of Taoism. He is one of the pillars that support the entire world. No matter how high the Taoism of the Eight Great Lords is, They are just passing by in this world. They are not on the same plane. How could the dragon king pay attention to the little female dragon? The bottom of the sea did not respond at all.

The little female dragon waited for a while without any movement, then asked again:

"What should we do now?"

Shangguan Yutang frowned and said nothing...

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This chapter was saved last week, I will continue my investment, and will resume updating tomorrow night. I hope it will be better written later, so everyone has been waiting for a long time or2!

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