Medical Sovereign

"Okay, then as you wish!"

There was a sneer at the corner of Ding Ning's mouth, and in the middle-aged man's unbelievable eyes, he shattered his heavenly spirit with a palm.

The middle-aged man thought that his gaze was very hidden, but he didn't know how important the stone man was to Ding Ning. It doesn't make any sense anymore.

It's not that Ding Ning didn't want to put the stone man in the water space, it's just that this thing is so weird that no storage ring or space can accommodate it, so he has to wear it all the time.

This time the loss and recovery also sounded the alarm for him. If he had set up a formation or let the ant queen guard his body before, he would not have made such an oolong.

After picking up the discarded stone man on the sand and putting it on again, Ding Ning's face moved slightly, and he quietly disappeared into the darkness.

Ding Ning quietly approached the corpses of the middle-aged man and the others, but he was shocked to see two ghost-faced men in black clothes holding a black jade bottle, and transparent phantoms with blank eyes floating on the corpses of the middle-aged man and the others, was sucked into the bottle.

The ghost-masked man in black? Ghost department?

Ding Ning's pupils suddenly contracted into awns. When he heard Lang Rong talk about it before, he had always suspected that the Goddess organization was pretending to be a ghost, but he didn't expect it to be the Ghost Liao Department, which made him puzzled. The descendants of the group of blasphemers People, when did they learn to ingest the souls of the dead?

Just when Ding Ning was considering whether to take action and weighed whether the two ghost-masked men in black were really unkillable, a creepy scene happened.

One of the black-clothed ghost-masked men took out another black jade bottle from the wide sleeve robe, opened the cork, and a strong rancid smell and black mist filled the air instantly.

Except for the middle-aged man whose limbs had been cut off, the corpses of the black mole man and others climbed up like fake corpses after absorbing the black mist, and stood there with blank, lifeless eyes.

The two ghost-masked men in black put away the black bottles, turned around and walked into the darkness, followed by those corpses with stiff joints.

Ding Ning's eyes widened in astonishment, he didn't expect that Ghost Liaobu really has the ability to bring people back from the dead, what exactly is in that black jade bottle?

Just as he was about to quietly follow up to see what happened, he suddenly heard a stern curse from the place where the black-clothed ghost-masked man disappeared: "Monster, demon,

To steal people's souls secretly, chaotic the six realms of reincarnation, the law of heaven is intolerable, the crime deserves death. "

Then there was a sound of fighting, Ding Ning followed quietly, and saw seven Taoist priests in Taoist robes, fighting around the two black-clothed ghost-masked men.

Their attacks are very interesting. They don't open and close like ordinary warriors. Instead, they hold mahogany swords and mutter words. Sprinkled on the body, and some used talisman paper to stick on the black-clothed ghost-masked man. What Ding Ning couldn't help laughing the most was that a Taoist priest brandished a pair of black donkey hooves as weapons.

Not to mention, these Taoist priests really have the ability to subdue demons and eliminate ghosts. They defeated the two black-clothed ghost-masked men, but Ding Ning could see clearly that they were not afraid of black dog blood and glutinous rice, nor were they still afraid of Black donkey hooves, but afraid of their talismans.

However, the number of talisman papers was obviously limited. After the talisman papers were exhausted, the black-clothed ghost-masked man quickly started to fight back, forcing the seven Taoist priests to panic and back again and again. Glutinous rice, black donkey hooves and dog blood dropped land.

Just when Ding Ning couldn't help but want to make a move, the old Taoist priest who seemed to be the oldest suddenly shouted: "You stop, buy me a minute."

When the other six Taoist priests heard the words, they screamed like they had been beaten to death, fighting to the death to buy time for the old Taoist priest.

Ding Ning saw that they seemed to have a killer weapon, so he immediately stopped and continued to watch. Then, he watched in amazement as the old Taoist took out a plastic bag from his Taoist robe, and tore open the mouth of the bag to reveal the sanitary napkin inside. What the hell was blood? Slimy used sanitary napkins.

The old Taoist wiped the mahogany sword with a sanitary napkin, shouted, and slashed at the ghost-masked man in black.

Ding Ning's face was weird, damn, this old Taoist priest really has a strong taste, but is the most evil and filthy sunflower in the world really useful to the ghost in black? Anyway, he didn't believe it.

But the next moment, the beheaded ghost-masked man in black twitched all over his body, let out a ghost-like inhuman scream, and fell to the ground in a short while, convulsing non-stop, and stopped moving after a while.

Ding Ning was stunned, what the hell is this okay?

The old Taoist's blow worked, and he was immediately refreshed, and laughed triumphantly: "Nie Zhai, dare to fight with Maoshan, I really want to die."

Ding Ning couldn't laugh or cry, no wonder these Taoist priests dared to fight this ghostly thing even though they were not strong. It turned out that they were Taoist priests from Maoshan, who really specialize in martial arts.

"Evil barrier, take your life!"

The majestic old Taoist slashed at the remaining black-clothed ghost-masked man fiercely with his mahogany sword stained with Tiankui's blood.

The black-clothed ghost-masked man seemed to be of low intelligence, his comrades had all been beheaded, and he rushed up to face the mahogany sword foolishly, was beheaded straight, and stepped into the footsteps of his companions.

As soon as the two black-clothed ghost-masked men died, the corpses of the black-mole man and the others fell to the ground with a thud, as if all their strength had been sucked out of them, without the breath of a living person.

The old Taoist sat down on the ground, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and panted heavily.

"Uncle Master, Shenwu."

The six young and middle-aged Taoist priests all smiled and flattered the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist's face was extremely solemn: "Hurry up and burn these corpses with phosphorus fire, otherwise, they will be resurrected by ghosts."

"Uncle, aren't they dead? How can they be resurrected? Could it be that they are resurrecting their souls from corpses?"

A middle-aged Taoist asked in surprise, and the others hurriedly took out a kind of phosphorous fire and set the corpses on fire according to the old Taoist's instructions.

"It's not resurrecting the dead. If I'm not mistaken, it should be ghost slaves. These black-clothed ghosts are all puppets manipulated by a terrifying ghost."

The old Taoist climbed up and took out two black jade bottles from the ghost-masked man in black, his face became extremely ugly: "This is a soul-detaining bottle, which can absorb the soul and resentment of the dead. Qi, as long as a corpse that has been dead for less than 24 hours is contaminated with these kinds of dead air, it will become a walking corpse. This is the secret method of the exorcism sect, but it is said that it has been lost hundreds of years ago. Now in the world."

"Ingesting the soul and resentment of the dead and breaking the cycle of reincarnation is too unreasonable."

The middle-aged Taoist said indignantly.

"Why do evil cultivators care about harming nature? They rebel against yin and yang and cause harm to the world. The ancestors of my Maoshan sect founded a sect just to deal with such evil cultivators. Unfortunately, the true inheritance of Maoshan has gradually been lost in the changes of history. , passed down to modern times, my Maoshan inheritance is only left with some fur, and only two low-level ghost slaves almost killed us, I am really ashamed of my ancestors."

The old Taoist sighed heartbroken.

"Uncle, I think these two ghost slaves seem to be extremely afraid of magic talismans, why don't we draw more magic talismans."

The middle-aged Taoist also realized that glutinous rice and black donkey hooves are ineffective against these ghost slaves, so he suggested cautiously.

"It's useless. This magic talisman has already lost its power to subdue demons and demons. It can only make them afraid, but it can't bring them fatal damage at all."

The old Taoist sighed, and said a little disheartened: "But it's better than nothing, and it's good to draw more talismans for self-defense."

"Uncle, don't we find out the evil cultivators who control the ghost slaves and get rid of them?"

The middle-aged Taoist asked cautiously.

"Get rid of it? The two ghost slaves almost killed me. How can we deal with evil cultivators?"

The old Taoist shook his head bitterly.

"Then we can't just let them do harm to the world like this. This is against our purpose of subduing demons and eliminating demons in Maoshan."

Although the middle-aged Taoist priest knew that he was invincible, he hated the evil like an enemy, and said the Tao unwillingly.

"Subduing demons and demons depends on whether you have the strength. If you don't have the strength to die, it's stupid."

The old Taoist blew his beard and stared: "Are you afraid of death when you are an old man? I am afraid that you Maoshan's future hope will be damaged here."

"Master Uncle (Master Uncle), we are not afraid of death, we must find out that evil cultivator and get rid of them, even if we are defeated, there are still so many decent sects here, we will unite with them to slay demons and demons." .”

The Maoshan Taoist priests were full of resolute faces, and shouted out of righteous indignation.

"Quack, since you have such a sense of justice, then you should go die."

At this moment, a strange laughter suddenly sounded like a night owl. The sound was so erratic that it was impossible to catch the source of the sound.

Ding Ning was startled. Although he was still some distance away from the Maoshan Taoist priests, with his senseless six senses sensitivity, he didn't realize that there was someone lurking beside him. This is simply incredible.

Quietly released the spiritual consciousness, wanted to find the location of the evil cultivator, but was shocked to find that he couldn't detect where the sound came from, only saw the ghost slaves and walking corpses approaching thousands of people coming from all directions .

"Prepare for battle!"

The old Taoist's complexion changed drastically, he jumped up from the ground nimbly, took out his magic weapon "Tiankui", and asked everyone to smear a layer on the mahogany sword.

"The virgin Tiankui is indeed the nemesis of ghost slaves. Unfortunately, walking corpses are not afraid of this thing. Since you dare to kill my ghost slaves, then you should become a member of my army of walking corpses."

The gloomy voice sounded again, despite Ding Ning's investigation, he still couldn't find the location of the voice.

But Ding Ning has already determined that this so-called evil cultivator must be a ghost, because his Chinese language is really a bit blunt, which is very different from the Chinese people.

"kill!"

Although the old Taoist priest wanted to give in before, but seeing being surrounded at this moment, he also gave birth to a desperate heart. With a loud shout, he swung his mahogany sword and slashed at the walking corpse.

puff!

The mahogany sword is like a broken leather, and there is no reaction at all when standing on the body of the walking corpse. Although the cultivation of the walking corpse is far inferior to that of the living, they do not feel pain, and they are not afraid of death. In a blink of an eye, the seven Maoshan Taoist priests are scratched , can only support back to back in a circle.

Looking at this scene, Ding Ning seemed to see the zombies from the past. Although the walking corpses were not as contagious as the zombies, their behavior was exactly the same as the zombies.

Seeing that the seven Taoist priests were in danger, Ding Ning was about to strike when there was a bang, and a thunderbolt appeared out of nowhere and exploded among the walking corpses.

"Zheng Tian Lei Gang? I don't know which Taoist friend is here?"

The old Taoist looked happy and raised his voice.

"Old friend Deming, you haven't seen him for more than ten years, how have you been lately?"

A loud and hearty voice came from afar, and a figure in Taoist robes was extremely fast, holding a strange-shaped object in his hand, which continuously emitted thunder and lightning, blasting the walking corpses into scorched black.

"Old friend Wenzheng, it's you, hahaha, it seems that I, Deming, should not die."

The old Taoist laughed happily.