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Chapter 2105 Crazy Spiritual Venerable

"Ontology?"

The Soul Sect is far away in the South area, so naturally they don't know that the Hell Messenger's body has always been hidden in the ancient mass graves in the Yellow area.

"Can you sense the location calling you?"

Summoning the Hell Messenger, no matter which one is used, requires a large amount of soul sacrifice. It's okay if you don't know. Since you know that someone is doing such a crazy thing, you naturally have to stop it.

"It's not far, just within this area."

Regardless of whether the opponent summons a living spirit from hell or a dead spirit from hell, it is a clone that needs to be summoned by the Hell Messenger. The Hell Messenger can naturally sense the location of its clone.

It was as if Ling Yun had destroyed his clone in the past, but he was far away on the Xizhou Continent and could still know about it.

"Uh! Could it be the Spirit Master?"

The Soul Sect Master guessed.

Using the hell summoning technique to summon the undead from hell, extraordinary spiritual practice can be done.

At least it must be a spiritual practice that reaches the third level of Shinto or above.

In the south area, where the soul sect is, the spirit master set up a soul formation and used the hell summoning technique. He wanted to refine the hell soul clone. Once he succeeded, he would have a soul cultivation clone of the god level.

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"Lord Spirit, are you serious? One hundred thousand people are offering sacrifices. Are you too crazy?"

Using the hell summoning technique to refine the hell undead clone requires at least 100,000 sacrifices. This scene makes people shudder!

"Haha! Haven't you heard that if you want to succeed, you have to go crazy first, close your eyes and rush forward! As long as you succeed, my clone of the undead from hell will be more powerful than the soul sect's supreme leader in life! And as long as you keep sacrificing, say

Maybe I can advance to the sixth level of Shinto! No one in the world can do anything to me then."

"Hiss! What a madman! You guys have gone crazy in your spiritual practice, it's really chilling!"

Lingzun's madness refreshed Jun Buzheng's understanding of him.

"Brother Jun! My success is also your success. I heard that you want to get Princess Yunni of Tiandu. If you can make it from my hell soul clone, I will help you then!"

The reason why Lingzun was able to subvert the Soul Sect was naturally inseparable from the help of the Ghost Spirit Sect, and it was also Hong Tianji who helped him make suggestions. Jun was not sent by Mingye to help him.

"Uh, you have to help me!"

Jun Buzheng's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at the undead souls in hell on top of the altar.

Ling Zun's strength is similar to his. If Ling Zun only relies on his personal strength to help him get Princess Yun Ni, it is simply impossible.

"Haha, don't underestimate my Hell Undead clone. The Hell Undead clone not only has the same abilities as the Hell Messenger, but also has the abilities of the Undead before they were alive. Even I can't fight against you. Neither can you.

.Perhaps I can still fight with that old ghost ghost with my Hell Undead clone!"

The spirit master looked very proud.

This is a big boast! The Spirit Ghost Sword God is one of the most powerful men in the fifth level of Shinto. He is said to be an almost invincible existence that cannot reach the sixth level of Shinto. But unfortunately, he does not completely belong to the Spirit Ghost Sect.

Just a guest of Linggui Sect!

"hiss!"

Jun Buzheng couldn't help but gasp, and then looked at the undead from hell expectantly. This undead from hell was none other than the Supreme Leader of the Soul Sect who was killed.

Only the hell undead clones refined by the undead souls who have attained the god-level soul spirit like the Soul Sect Supreme Master will not be easily counterattacked by the messengers of hell.

However, to refine the hell undead clone, one hundred thousand souls are needed, and all of them must be under the age of ten rounds and have a minimum cultivation level of Soul King or above.

"What's going on? Isn't it said that the Soul Sect is conducting a disciple assessment today? Where are the people!"

"Yes, I have been waiting here for several months just for today. Where is the person in charge of the assessment?"

"What is that! An altar!"

"What's all the fuss about? This is the Soul Sect, the holy place for spiritual cultivation in the world. There's nothing strange about placing an altar!"

"Let's go take a look"

The news of the Hun Sect's death had not completely spread. At this time, the 100,000 people who came to the Hun Sect all came here after hearing that the Hun Sect was recruiting disciples.

"Why are there so many people?"

"Yes! There are too many people. Isn't it said that Soul Sect is very strict in recruiting disciples? Why did so many people come here this time?"

"This isn't about letting us compete!"

"possible!"



In the past, even if the Soul Sect openly recruited disciples, there were huge restrictions.

I have always thought that the Soul Sect’s rule for recruiting disciples is to have fewer disciples rather than too many! Therefore, it will not recruit more than a hundred disciples every year.

But there are too many people appearing in Soul Sect right now, one hundred thousand!

Previously, the Spirit Master had been using formations to separate everyone, but today was the day of sacrifice, so the isolation formations were being removed.

"Haha, welcome to Soul Sect, this will be your destination!"

The Spirit Master appeared, standing on the soul altar he had arranged, looking at everyone with a smile. In his eyes, these people would soon all be dead.

"What's the meaning?"

"He wants to kill us!"

"Ah! Let's go quickly!"



Everyone reacted, and the scene suddenly became a mess.

"Let's go, you can't leave! Four Directions Soul Array, get up!"

The Spirit Lord has already deployed a soul array within the Soul Sect. This kind of soul array is like a ghost attacking a wall, with no way to escape.

"Crazy, crazy. That bastard Spirit Master actually used the Soul Sect's land to make sacrifices. That guy will die badly."

"Damn it. Our Soul Sect is a holy land in the Nanzi region, and we actually used the holy land to do such a thing. Damn it, it's so abominable!"
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