Chapter 114

After listening to this, Tang Leyou breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled, I don't know why, the first time I saw this Long Yi, I hated it, it may have something to do with Fu Xuelan's attitude towards this Long Yi so tightly.

Although with the strength of this dragon one, it must be an old ghost in his seventies and eighties.

It is impossible to have any old feelings with Fu Xuelan.

But he was still inexplicably unhappy and wanted him to lose in the hands of Cang Ming.

He turned around and said to Fu Xuelan, who was standing not far away, "Senior Sister Fu, you heard what my father said." ”

Fu Xuelan glanced at him coldly and didn't say anything.

At first, she just thought that Tang Leyou was hard-mouthed and naïve, but now she even felt that this person was really a little annoying, there was actually such a small person with such a small heart, not to mention who was more powerful Long Xiaoshan or Cang Ming.

You're a mere Xuan-level martial artist.

What qualifications do you have to hide behind your back and judge a great grandmaster, and someone can kill you with a blow.

If you really want to say, there is a kind of standing in front of Long Xiaoshan to say.

I'm afraid that if I really come to him, it's a question of whether I can stand firm or not.

The black qi on Cang Ming's body was rolling, and those black gases were like the tentacles of countless ghosts, squirming around him, and his entire body was several feet taller, like a demon king crawling out of hell, and the ghost flames in his eyes were raging, spewing out several feet.

He stared at Long Xiaoshan deadly, and the hatred and resentment in his eyes could not be washed away by the water of the Yellow Spring.

Because he knew from the ghost that the ghost had died at the hands of the dragon.

Now the night is dead.

He also died at the hands of the dragon.

Even if the ghost path monk is indifferent and ruthless, he will not take the so-called senior brother relationship seriously, but these two people are both great spirit masters, the pillars of the Black Scale Gate, and his right-hand man!

All are now killed.

In this battle, even if the Black Scale Gate wins, it will be a miserable victory, and the strength of the Black Scale Gate will fall by half.

How can he, the master of the door, not hate!

"Kill, kill me! Don't let anyone go!" Cang Ming was completely aroused with a ferocious aura, the ghost monk was originally a murderous person, and he killed people like mustard.

It's just a little jealous of the origin of the dragon group, so he didn't kill him from the beginning.

But now, Cang Ming has no longer cares.

No matter where it came from.

The shame that the Black Scale Gate has suffered today can only be washed away with blood.

Kill, kill, kill!

With the earth-shattering roar of the Heavens, all the elders, deacons, true disciples, and ordinary disciples of the Black Scale Gate poured out, and the Black Scale Gate recalled all the disciples scattered all over the place when they learned that the Dragon Group was coming to exterminate them.

So this time, the Black Scale Sect is pouring out, although the number of the Hidden Sect has always been small, but the Black Scale Sect is known as the first sect of the Chinese Ghost Dao, and it is secretly developed, this time, their true strength is fully displayed in front of the world.

There were at least two or three hundred disciples pouring out.

You must know that in the southwest zone, a yellow-level martial artist can overwhelm a city, two or three hundred sects are already very exaggerated, and ordinary sects have at most dozens of people.

Let alone.

And that's not all.

Those elders and disciples of the Black Scale Sect took out the soul flags, soul nourishing jars, and recited evil spells in their mouths, the black qi was rolling, and a large number of fierce ghosts and fierce spirits poured out, and in an instant, the ghost Yan Mountain was completely reduced to a ghost, and countless ghosts cried wolf howls, let alone ordinary people, let alone stepping inside, I am afraid that as long as they get close, they will be destroyed by this endless ferocious aura.

Click!

The ground continued to crack, and pale and shriveled palms stretched out from the ground, supporting the ground, crawling out from under the ground, and there were zombies, and there were more than the disciples of the Black Scale Sect.

Back then, the Black Scale Gate summoned an army of zombies and crushed the thousands of troops encircled and suppressed by the Qing court.

Now, yesterday is repeated.

The zombie hordes have descended again.

Those grandmasters who were watching not far away completely changed their colors when they saw this scene.

Many zombies even crawled out from under their feet.

This Ghost Yan Mountain has been operated by the Black Scale Gate for hundreds of years, who knows how many evil monsters are buried under this foot.

"Hurry up! The Black Scale Gate is completely insane, be careful of being injured by mistake. ”

After smashing a few zombies, those grandmasters grabbed the junior disciples next to them, walked across the void, and landed directly at the foot of Ghost Yan Mountain, pulling a distance of thousands of meters before stopping.

"Dragon Grandmaster......"

Fu Xuelan was also caught by Luqiu Daishan and swept down the Ghost Yan Mountain, she looked back and saw the hellish Ghost Yan Mountain, and her heart was crushed.

Who would have thought that the true strength of the Black Scale Gate would be so terrifying.

I'm afraid that the Great Grandmaster will fall into it and won't be able to escape......

Long Xiaoshan frowned.

Countless zombies and monsters were rampant all around, and ghosts were roaring in all directions, and only flying ghosts could be seen.

Before, although it was dark on the Ghost Yan Mountain, there was still a little light, as if it was cloudy, but now it was completely dark, and I couldn't see my fingers.

He was not afraid.

However, those people in the Dragon Group are no longer good, there are only a dozen or so people in the Dragon Group this time, although they are all Xuan-level, but there are only so many zombie ghosts here, not to mention that there are hundreds of Black Scale Sect disciples.

And in this kind of ghost, it is difficult to say how much of their strength can be exerted.

In the blink of an eye, they were overwhelmed by a large number of zombies and ghosts.

"Dragon senior. ”

Yan Bing and the others fell into the zombie ghost and screamed in despair.

Although they can barely support it, looking at the zombies and ghosts surging around them, I am afraid that in a moment and a half, they will be devoured alive by these zombies.

At this time, they could only pin their only hope on Long Xiaoshan.

As soon as Long Xiaoshan's hand moved, a terrifying aura immediately locked on him, from the Black Scale Sect Lord Cang Ming, he sneered cruelly: "If you want to save them, it's impossible, I want you to watch them being devoured alive by zombies, tear open their flesh and skin, tear out their internal organs, eat them clean little by little, not even a bone will be left, and then use the most cruel blood refining method to stimulate resentment and refine their souls into the most vicious murderous souls." ”

"Really?"

Long Xiaoshan's eyelids drooped slightly, and he suddenly pinched a lotus treasure seal.

Airplanes!

His body emitted a golden light, and a holy breath poured out from his body, as if he instantly entered the Buddha from the demon, and behind him, a statue as high as ten zhang was condensed, and this law was also slightly drooping, and the lotus treasure seal was pinched, as if the Buddha had descended to hell.

Long Xiaoshan gently opened his lips and chanted the six-character mantra:

With every movement of his lips, the huge Buddha behind him let out a thunderous mantra.

Phew!

Hawkers!

This!

Trumpet!

Cat’s meow!

Bellow!

The six-character mantra, word by word resounded more than one word, every time a word was read, the Buddha light emitted from the huge Dharma phase was stronger, and the six-character mantra was spit out, and when it came to the last word, it seemed that all the thunders roared together, shaking the entire Ghost Yan Mountain to rumble, and the void continued to echo the six-character mantra just now, as if the Buddha was chanting mantras in hell.

The Buddha light of the Dharma phase also shines through the entire Guiyan Mountain like the scorching sun, and it will appear.

(End of chapter)