Medical Sovereign

"Okay, then as you wish!"

A sneer formed on the corner of Ding Ning's mouth. In the middle-aged man's disbelieving eyes, he shattered his spirit with a palm.

The middle-aged man thought that the glance was very hidden, but he didn't know how important the stone man was to Ding Ning. He had been watching his every move for a long time. With a glance of his consciousness, he had already discovered the stone man's location and spared his life. It doesn't make any sense anymore.

It's not that Ding Ning doesn't want to put the stone man into the water space, it's just that this thing is so weird that it can't be accommodated by any storage ring or space, so he has to wear it with him at all times.

The loss and recovery this time also sounded the alarm for him. If he had set up a formation before or asked the ant queen to protect his body, he would not have made such an mistake.

After picking up the stone man discarded 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 corpse of the middle-aged man and others, but was shocked to see two ghost-faced men in black holding a black jade bottle. Transparent shadows with blank eyes floated on the corpses of the middle-aged man and others. sucked into the bottle.

The man in black with a ghost face? Onishibe?

Ding Ning's pupils suddenly shrank into a glow. When he heard Lang Rong talk about it before, he had always suspected that the God Descendants organization was playing tricks on them. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the Ghost Clan Tribe. This made him puzzled. The descendants of those blasphemers When did people learn to absorb the souls of the dead?

Just when Ding Ning was considering whether to take action and whether the two ghost-faced men in black were really indestructible, a horrifying scene happened.

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

Except for the middle-aged man whose limbs were chopped off, the corpses of the man with the black mole and others climbed up like fake corpses after absorbing the black mist, standing there with vacant and dull eyes.

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

Ding Ning's eyes widened in shock. He didn't expect that Oni Ribu actually had the ability to resurrect people from the dead. What was in the black jade bottle?

Just as he was about to follow quietly to see what was going on, he suddenly heard a sharp curse coming from the place where the ghost-faced man in black disappeared: "The ghosts and demons secretly absorb people's souls, causing chaos in the six realms of reincarnation. It is unforgivable to be punished by heaven, and you deserve to be punished." die."

Then there was a sound of fighting,

Ding Ning followed quietly and saw seven Taoist priests in Taoist robes fighting around the two ghost-faced men in black.

Their attacks are very interesting. They are not like the general warriors fighting. Instead, they hold mahogany swords and mutter words. Some Taoist priests took out blood bags and poured dog blood on the ghost-faced men in black, and some grabbed glutinous rice and poured them on them. Some of them used talisman paper to stick on the body of the ghost-faced man in black. What made Ding Ning laugh the most was that a Taoist priest actually waved a pair of black donkey hooves as weapons.

Not to mention, these Taoist priests are really good at subduing demons and ghosts. They defeated the two ghost-faced men in black. But Ding Ning could see clearly that they were not afraid of black dog blood and glutinous rice, nor were they still afraid of them. The black donkey's hooves are afraid of their talismans.

However, the number of talisman papers was obviously limited. After the talisman papers were exhausted, the ghost-faced man in black quickly began to fight back, forcing the seven Taoist priests to scramble and retreat continuously. Glutinous rice, black donkey hooves and dog blood dropped. land.

Just when Ding Ning couldn't help but take action, the old Taoist priest who seemed to be the oldest suddenly shouted: "You guys block it and give me a minute."

When the other six Taoist priests heard this, they screamed and fought to the death to buy time for the old Taoist priest.

Ding Ning saw that they seemed to have a trump card, so he immediately stopped and continued to watch. Then, he watched in shock as the old Taoist priest took out a plastic bag from his robe, and tore open the bag to reveal the sanitary napkin inside. It was still bloody. Mudgy used sanitary napkins.

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

Ding Ning had a strange look on his face. Damn it, this old Taoist priest has really strong taste. But is the most sinister and filthy Tiankui in the world really useful to the ghost-faced man in black? He didn't believe it anyway.

But the next moment, the black-clothed ghost-faced man who was beheaded was twitching all over, and he let out an inhuman scream like a ghost. After a while, he fell to the ground and twitched non-stop. After a while, he stopped moving.

Ding Ning was confused. How the hell is this okay?

The old Taoist priest's blow was effective, and he immediately became energetic and laughed triumphantly: "Nie Zhan, you dare to fight with me, Maoshan, you are really looking for death."

Ding Ning couldn't laugh or cry. No wonder these Taoist priests dared to fight with this ghostly thing even though they were not very strong. They turned out to be Maoshan Taoist priests. They were really specialized in this art.

"Obstacle, take your life!"

The old Taoist priest was majestic, and his peach wood sword stained with Tiankui's blood fiercely slashed at the remaining ghost-faced man in black.

The ghost-faced man in black didn't seem to be very intelligent. His companions had all been beheaded. He stupidly rushed forward with the peach wood sword, was beheaded, and followed in the footsteps of his companions.

As soon as the two ghost-faced men in black clothes died, the bodies of the man with the black mole and others seemed to have been drained of all their strength. They fell to the ground with a thud, no longer alive.

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

"Uncle Master, Shenwu."

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

The old Taoist priest's face was extremely solemn: "Burn these corpses with phosphorus fire quickly, otherwise, they will be resurrected by ghosts."

"Uncle Master, aren't they dead? How can they be resurrected? Are they resurrected through corpses?"

A middle-aged Taoist priest asked in surprise. The others quickly followed the old Taoist priest's instructions and took out a phosphorus fire to light the corpses.

"It's not a resurrection of a dead body. If I'm not wrong, this should be a ghost slave bond. These black-clothed ghost-faced men are all puppets controlled by a terrible ghost."

The old Taoist priest got up and took out two black jade bottles from the ghost-faced man in black. His face turned extremely ugly: "These are soul-binding bottles. They can absorb the soul and resentment of the deceased. After being tempered by the secret method, they will become the dead body." A corpse that has been dead for less than twenty-four hours will turn into a walking corpse as long as it is contaminated with these kinds of death aura. This is the secret method of the corpse exorcism sect, but it is said to have been lost hundreds of years ago. I don’t know how it can be reincarnated. Now in the world.”

"It's too unreasonable to take in the souls and resentments of the deceased and break the reincarnation of people."

The middle-aged Taoist priest said indignantly.

"Why do evil cultivators care about harming the heavens and the law? They rebel against Yin and Yang and bring harm to the world. My ancestors of the Maoshan sect founded the sect just to deal with such evil cultivators. Unfortunately, the true heritage of Maoshan has been gradually lost in the changes of history. , passed down to modern times, only a few traces of our Maoshan heritage are left. Just two of the lowest ghost slaves almost killed us. We are really ashamed of our ancestors. "

The old Taoist priest sighed heartbrokenly.

"Uncle Master, I think these two ghost slaves seem to be extremely afraid of the talismans. How about we draw more talismans."

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

"It's useless. Since this talisman has been passed down to this day, it has long lost its power to subjugate demons. It can only make them frightened, but it cannot cause them fatal harm at all."

The old Taoist priest sighed and said with some frustration: "But it's better than nothing. It's also good to carve more talismans for self-defense."

"Uncle Master, don't we find the evil cultivator who controls the ghost slaves and get rid of them?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest asked cautiously.

"Get rid of them? Two ghost slaves almost killed me. How can we deal with those evil cultivators?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head with a bitter look on his face.

"Then we can't just let them cause harm to the world. This goes against our purpose of conquering demons in Maoshan."

Although the middle-aged Taoist priest knew that he was outmatched, he hated evil and was unwilling to follow the Taoist advice.

"To subdue demons and eliminate demons, you also need to have the strength. It would be foolish to die without the strength."

The old Taoist priest puffed his beard and said with a glare: "Are you afraid of death? I'm afraid that the future hopes of Maoshan like you will be ruined here."

"Uncle Master, we are not afraid of death. We must find out those evil cultivators and get rid of them. Even if we are defeated, there are still so many decent sects from famous families here. Let's unite with them to conquer the demons. ”

The Maoshan Taoist priests looked determined and shouted with indignation.

"Gaga, since you have such a sense of justice, then just go and die."

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

Ding Ning was shocked. Although he was still some distance away from the Maoshan Taoist priests, with his sensitivity to the six senseless senses, he didn't notice that there were people lurking next to him in advance. This was simply unbelievable.

Quietly releasing his spiritual consciousness, he wanted to find the location of the evil cultivator, but he was shocked to find that he could not detect where the sound came from. He could only see ghost slaves and walking corpses approaching thousands of people approaching from all directions. .

"Prepare for war!"

The old Taoist priest's face changed drastically, he jumped up from the ground nimbly, took out his magic weapon "Heavenly Sunflower", and asked everyone to put a layer of it on the peach wood sword.

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

The gloomy voice sounded again, and no matter how Ding Ning searched, he could never 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 a bit stiff, which is very different from the Chinese people.

"kill!"

Although the old Taoist priest wanted to give in before, seeing that he was surrounded now, he felt desperate. He shouted loudly and swung his mahogany sword to slash at the approaching zombies.

puff!

Taomu Jian was defeated, and there was no reaction at all when he stood on the zombies. Although the cultivation of the zombies was far inferior to that in life, they had no pain, and they were not afraid of death. In the blink of an eye, they caught seven Maoshan Taoist priests with bruises all over their bodies. , we could only form a circle with our backs to support ourselves.

Looking at this scene, Ding Ning seemed to see the zombies of the past. Although this zombie was not as contagious as the zombies, its behavior was exactly the same as the zombies.

Seeing that the seven Taoist priests were in danger, Ding Ning was about to take action when there was a loud bang and a thunderbolt appeared out of thin air and exploded among the zombies.

"Zhengtian Lei Gang? I wonder which Taoist fellow from the Zhengdao of Longhu Mountain is here?"

The old Taoist priest looked happy and raised his voice.

"Old friend Deming, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years. How are you these days?"

A loud and hearty voice came from afar, and a figure wearing Taoist robes was very fast, holding a strange-shaped object in his hand. The object continued to emit thunder and lightning, blasting the walking corpses into charred black.

"Old friend Wen Zheng, it's you, hahaha, it seems that my De Ming life should not be terminated."

The old Taoist priest laughed happily.

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