Urban Medical God

"Corpse ghosts seal the door, thousands of evil ghosts, demons are coming!"

Taoist Ancestor Wu Lian shouted, and the corpse ghost seal door opened, and a terrifying scene appeared.

Thousands of evil ghosts were seen roaring and rushing out from behind the door.

Darkness covered the sky, and countless evil ghosts instantly filled the void around the Tianmu Temple, densely packed and suffocating.

Using corpse ghosts to seal the door and summon demons and evil ghosts, Taoist Ancestor Wu Lian's methods were thousands of times stronger than those of Prince Yin Xing.

"Prince Yin Xing, they are my descendants, I don't want to be stained with blood, you do it, kill them." Taoist Ancestor Wu Lian said indifferently, and took a few steps back.

Prince Yin Xing's heart sank, thinking: "It seems that Taoist Ancestor Wu Lian's heart has not been completely twisted. On the surface, he said he didn't want to be stained with blood, but in fact, he may still have compassion for the people of the Qinglian clan."

This thought flashed through Prince Yin Xing's eyes, and a fierce light flashed.

If you want to make Wu Lian Dao Zu completely fall, you have to kill all the descendants of Qing Lian Dao Zu.

"Hehe, Wu Lian Dao Zu, don't worry, just wait and see, I will help you kill everyone.

Prince Yin Xing smiled fiercely. With his strength, it is impossible to kill Qing Lian clan.

But at this time, Wu Lian Dao Zu had summoned countless demons and evil spirits.

Prince Yin Xing waved his hand and led countless demons to kill Shen He and others.

The two sides fell into a melee, and demons and evil spirits were cut down by Shen He and others.

But the number of demons is too many.

Moreover, there are still Countless evil spirits rushed out continuously, without end, and they could not be killed. Prince Yin Xing was very smart. He did not fight Shen He head-on, but only commanded a large number of demons to attack and kill. With so many demons, even Ye Chen felt his scalp tingling. This was still a superficial battle. Taoist Wu Lian was still standing and watching the battle calmly. He had not really made a move yet. If he really made a move, I am afraid that the Tianmu Hall would completely collapse. "Taoist Qing Lian, your people are being slaughtered. Are you really indifferent?" Ye Chen gritted his teeth and looked at the Cang Lei Knife in his hand. The bloodstains that he had just wiped off reappeared, as if it was an endless curse. Taoist Qing Lian's resentment was still very strong. "It seems that I have to use the power of the reincarnation bloodline to help you transcend. "

Ye Chen thought to himself, and when he saw the ghost energy outside rising to the sky and the corpse ghost sealing the door constantly spewing out demonic energy, his mind moved slightly.

Under the cover of such a dense ghost energy, he used the power of the reincarnation bloodline, which might not touch the heavenly secrets and be detected by the Tianxu Temple, the Ancient Star Gate and other forces.

At this juncture, Ye Chen could not hesitate too much. He made up his mind, sat cross-legged, and a burst of reincarnation golden light burst out from his palm. This burst of golden light contained his six reincarnation methods, reincarnation heaven, reincarnation bloodline, reincarnation seven stars and other powerful powers.

The golden light formed by the gathering of many powerful forces Light gathered in Ye Chen's hand.

His hand slowly passed over the blade, trying to wipe off the curse-like bloodstain of resentment.

Boom!

The moment his finger touched the bloodstain, Ye Chen seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt, and a completely different feeling from before surged into his heart.

He felt that everything around him, space, time, cause and effect, fate, and destiny, were twisting wildly.

The sky was spinning, the void was twisting, and when all the vibrations subsided, Ye Chen was surprised to find that he had come to an unfamiliar wilderness.

"What is this place, am I not in the Qinglian Ancient Pagoda of Tianmu Temple? "

Ye Chen was shocked. He heard a rumbling thunder and heavy rain fell in the wilderness. It was dark night and the raindrops fell on Ye Chen, making him feel cold all over and his skin hurt.

He looked around and vaguely saw two people in front of him.

One was standing and the other had fallen.

Ye Chen walked up and saw that the person who fell was actually Qinglian Daozu!

Qinglian Daozu's neck had been cut by the blade, and blood was flowing out, mixed with rain and polluted the earth.

His face was fixed with many complex expressions such as desolation, relief, pain, despair, helplessness, relief, etc. His eyes were not closed yet, and I don't know if he died with his eyes open.

In front of Qinglian Daozu was a mighty and burly young man, holding a lightning-flashing war knife in his hand, which was the Cang Lei knife.

"This is the Tyrant Sword Cang Lei when he was young! "

Ye Chen was secretly surprised when he saw this young man, knowing that this man was the young Tyrant Blade Cang Lei.

The scene in front of him was exactly the scene of Tyrant Blade Cang Lei killing his master and beheading Qinglian Daozu.

Tyrant Blade Cang Lei looked at the body of Qinglian Daozu with deep regret in his eyes, and knelt down with a trembling body, and the blade fell to the ground with a clang.

"Master..."

His voice was full of regret and pain: "Why, why didn't you block it?"

"Uh uh uh, cough, no, it's not your fault."

"It's the Ugly God, it's the Ugly God!"

"He bewitched me and asked me to challenge you."

"This damn Ugly God, I must kill him, I must kill him!"

After a pause, Tyrant Blade Cang Lei's eyes suddenly turned cold, like two lightning bolts in the dark night, shooting at Ye Chen, shouting: "Who are you, get out of here! "

Ye Chen was shocked. He originally thought that the scene in front of him was just an illusory picture of the heavenly secret, but looking at the appearance of Tyrant Blade Cang Lei, he seemed to be able to see himself.

This is really bizarre.