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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Two: Soul Lead

Jiang Ming is dead!

A second-level Jindan monk died like this without any ability to fight back!

He died unjustly because he still had many powerful methods that he had not yet used.

Moreover, as Huang Shamen's only fourth-level high-level formation mage and a golden elixir stage monk, if he were to take charge of the Red Tiger Mountain, the power of the mountain-protecting formation in the Red Tiger Mountain would definitely reach the level of the fifth-level formation.

But in the eyes of Xue Nether who killed him, his death was not unjust at all.

Cao Wenjin and Xiao Bufan's previous guesses were not wrong. The two "Golden Winged Thunder Eagles" that attacked Chihu Mountain were indeed the work of Xue Nether.

After the death of Xueyouzi, Xueyouming had to end his recovery early and leave isolation.

However, because the specific circumstances of Xue Youzi's death have not been revealed, he does not know how Xue Youzi, who was at the seventh level of the Golden Core, died. Therefore, although his cultivation was much stronger than that of Xue Youzi, he still

Nor dare to show his face easily to avenge him.

So after long planning, he specially asked Xue Moluo, the successor of the mantle, who was still injured, to go to the Duanyun Mountains and steal the eagle eggs laid by two "Golden-winged Thunder Eagles", attracting these two fourth-level high-grade

The monsters came to attack Chihu Mountain to force Huang Shamen to send Jindan monks to deal with the matter.

And he had used a treasure that could mask his aura to hide in the oasis in advance, secretly waiting for the arrival of the golden elixir monks from Huangshamen.

When Jiang Ming came to the Chihu Mountain Oasis, Xue Nether didn't dare to act rashly because he was not sure whether Huang Shamen had seen through his plan, and he was not sure whether Jiang Ming was just a bait thrown by Huang Shamen.

Having battled wits with monks from various immortal sects in Liuyunzhou for hundreds of years, he did not dare to underestimate the wisdom of any golden elixir monk. The losses he had suffered in the past told him to think twice before doing anything.

OK.

So while secretly observing Jiang Ming's movements, he gradually searched the entire oasis to determine if there were other Golden Core monks who were hiding in the dark with the help of treasures like himself. At the same time, he sent Xuemoluo out to team up with another surviving Blood Demon Sect.

The Zifu monks slaughtered various foundation-building families to test Huang Shamen's reaction.

Through this double test, he finally determined recently that the only golden elixir monk sent by Huang Shamen to Chihu Mountain was Jiang Ming.

Therefore, after waiting for a long time today, when he saw Jiang Ming and Xiao Bufan leaving Chihu Mountain, which was guarded by a large mountain guard formation, he immediately followed them and launched a killing blow with all his strength.

This is a mental calculation without any intention, using the ninth-level cultivation of the golden elixir and the fifth-level high-grade magic weapon to secretly attack a second-level golden elixir monk who has no convenience.

If this doesn't kill Jiang Ming, how can he, Xue Nether, have the dignity to serve as the leader of the Blood Demon Sect?

It's just that although Jiang Ming died, a secret technique he used before his death made Xue Nether frown.

"The [Soul Drawing] was developed by those stinky Taoist priests from the Xuanyang Immortal Sect specifically for our Demon Sect. How could this golden elixir monk from the boundless sea of ​​sand cultivation world know this secret technique? He used this secret technique for me.

Shu, do you think his fellow disciples can avenge him?"

Xue Nether looked at the silvery glow on his body, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

The secret technique of "Loading Souls" can only be practiced by Golden Core monks, and each Golden Core monk only has one chance to perform this secret technique in his life, because to perform this secret technique, a Golden Core monk is required to make a sacrifice.

Only half of your own soul can be used.

People who have been hit by the "soul-pulling" will have a layer of silvery light on their bodies, like the one seen by Bloody Netherworld at this moment. If this silvery light exists for one day, Bloody Netherworld will be unable to contain the monstrous evil energy.

Moreover, in order to ensure that Xuanyang Immortal Sect can find the demon cultivator who has been hit by the "soul-drawing", it also specially developed a special magic weapon "soul-drawing lamp".

The "soul-drawing lamp" cannot be lit normally. Only when someone with the secret technique of "soul-drawing" appears within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the "soul-drawing lamp" will spontaneously ignite without fire and emit a bright light to guide people.

direction.

In the past, if the Golden Core Stage monks of the Blood Fiend Demon Sect were "soul-pulling" in their bodies, they would immediately ask the Nascent Soul Stage monks in the sect to help dispel the silvery light on their bodies.

But now, all the Yuanying-stage monks of the Blood Demon Sect have died, and it is impossible for Blood Netherworld to find anyone to help it dispel the silver light. It can only wait for the duration of the secret technique to dissipate on its own.

But as far as Xue Nether knows, since the creation of this "soul-drawing" secret technique, no demonic monk has been able to survive until the silver light dissipates on its own!

This gave him a vague feeling that something was wrong.

After cultivators have established their foundation, they will sometimes receive warnings in advance before facing danger, let alone those at the Golden Core stage whose souls have been integrated into the Golden Core.

Xue Nether's cultivation is only one step away from breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage. Since he has an unknown premonition in his heart, it is likely that this premonition will become a reality.

Therefore, after feeling something was wrong in his heart, he glanced at Xiao Bufan in the sky who had not yet awakened from the attack of his mind. He swung the blood-colored jade ax in his hand again, and with a flash of blood, Xiao Bufan's head was separated from his body.

Er fell to the ground and died without even leaving a word.

In this way, Huang Shamen, Jindan, and Zifu Queen were killed one after another. Xue Nether immediately collected the bodies and storage bags of the two people, and directly attacked Chihu Mountain with an ax, preparing to destroy the fourth-level building in one fell swoop.

Shangpinlingshan.

No matter what happens in the future, at least for now, he will continue to complete his revenge plan and avenge the fallen disciples of the Blood Demon Sect.

On the other side, although Zhou Yang was still thousands of miles away from the place where Jiang Ming was attacked, when the monstrous demonic energy belonging to the ninth-level Jindan demon cultivator burst out from Xue Netherworld, he instantly felt it.

After sensing the monstrous wave of demonic energy erupting over there, his face instantly turned pale, his body swayed, and he sat down on the ground, his eyes full of horror.

The technique practiced by Blood Netherworld is the most evil, cruel and bloodthirsty "Blood Demon Soul Slaughter Technique" among the Blood Demon Sect. The power of this technique will increase as the blood evil energy in the practitioner's body increases.

Enhancement, the heavier the blood evil aura of a practitioner who practices this technique at the same time, the faster his cultivation level will improve.

However, this skill is also notoriously dangerous. If a practitioner is not careful, the strong blood evil energy will erode his mind and become a monster that only knows how to kill.

There is hardly one out of ten monks in the Blood Demon Sect who dares to practice this technique, and it is even rarer than one out of ten people who choose to practice this technique and can finally persevere and practice it to the golden elixir stage.

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Xue Nether has been practicing this magic skill since the foundation period. Over the years, the number of immortal cultivators and monster beasts who have died directly under him has been unknown. The blood evil aura and killing thoughts have long been integrated into his body.

In every ounce of mana.

Therefore, even though he was thousands of miles away, after Zhou Yang sensed the wisp of demonic power emanating from him, he felt as if he was struck by lightning and was almost carried away by that evil and violent thought.

"It's over! It's over! Xiao Bufan is over, and Chihu Mountain is probably over too!"

He fell to the ground and looked towards the direction of Chihu Mountain in horror. He already knew in his heart that no one would come to rescue him again.

He had been hiding in the formation to recuperate from his injuries. He had no idea that Jiang Ming, a Golden Core Stage monk, came to Chihu Mountain to take charge. Otherwise, he might not even be able to sit still.

The death of a Golden Core monk has a huge impact!

The golden elixir stage monks, one by one, are the ones who suppress the destiny of the sect. The accidental death of one of them will directly shake the foundation of the sect.

There have been no golden elixir-level monks who have died unexpectedly in the boundless sand sea for countless years. The last time there was such an abnormal death of a golden elixir-level monk was a thousand years ago.

For the monks of Huangshamen, Jiang Ming's death made them feel that half of the sky had fallen!

There are only two golden elixir monks in such a large Huangshamen. Among them, Cao Wen and Jin Shouyuan are over 800 years old. The thousand-year limit for golden elixir monks is not far away. Therefore, Jiang Ming, who is relatively young, is Huang.

A key figure in whether the ascetics can maintain their dominance over the boundless sand sea in the next few hundred years.

Now that Jiang Ming suddenly fell, Huang Shamen, from Cao Wenjin to ordinary foundation-building monks, the first thing they thought of was not how to avenge him, but how to fill the vacancy caused by Jiang Ming's death as soon as possible.

Huang Shamen cannot live without a golden elixir-level monk!

There used to be many sects in the Immortal Cultivation World of the Boundless Sand Sea, but until now, the only sect here that can still be passed down as a sect is the Huangsha Sect.

There is only one reason for this, and that is that the extinct sects were divided up by other sects and cultivating families after losing the Golden Core Stage monks.

If Huang Shamen loses the Golden Core Stage monks, its fate will definitely not be any better than those of the extinct sects.

Dang Dang Dang——

In the mountain gate of Huangshamen, the bells rang thirty-six times in succession. The rapid ringing of the bells spread throughout the mountain gate and could be heard for hundreds of miles.

All Huang Shamen monks who heard the sound of the bell, no matter what they were doing at the time, changed their faces after hearing the sound of the bell. They looked towards the direction where the bell was coming from with horror on their faces, and then they did not dare for a moment.

Those who were delayed hurriedly either flew with their swords or walked as fast as flying, and all rushed towards the square in front of the mountain gate at their fastest speed.

According to Huangshamen's sect rules, the thirty-six ringing of the bell has only one meaning, that is, a monk of the sect's golden elixir period died unexpectedly. If he had been reborn normally, the bell would ring only eighteen times, and they would ring one after another.

Rings slowly.

As soon as these monks rushed to the square in front of the mountain gate, they immediately saw the figure in the sky wearing a golden robe and holding a white jade Ruyi in his hand.

Disciples of Huangshamen must go to the Patriarch Hall to pay homage to the portraits of the Jindan monks of all generations when they first enter the sect. Therefore, even if some disciples in the Qi training period have never seen Cao Wenjin himself, they immediately recognize this sect when they see it now.

The identity of the pillar.

After the square below was filled with close to a thousand people, Cao Wenjin in the sky looked at the people below and said in a deep voice with an extremely sad tone: "Seven quarters ago, Jiang Ming, the sect's golden elixir monk, and Zifu

The monk Xiao Bufan’s soul tablet was shattered, and his soul has returned to the underworld!”

"Half an hour ago, the twenty-five foundation-building monk soul cards stationed by the sect at Chihu Mountain were all shattered at the same time!"

Silence!

Everyone in the square was stunned by what Cao Wenjin said.

If it hadn't been for the thirty-six soul-destroying bells that had given them some mental preparation when they arrived, some people might have been unable to help but scream "impossible" by now.

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No one can believe it, including Cao Wenjin himself. A Golden Core Stage monk and a Purple Mansion Stage monk, plus twenty-five Foundation Establishment Stage monks, could actually succeed each other in less than an hour.

Fall.

Until now, he didn't know what happened, and he didn't dare to leave the sect immediately to investigate the matter.

Now he is the only golden elixir-level monk in Huangshamen. If something happens to him when he goes out, or if something happens to the mountain gate of Huangshamen after he goes out, the consequences will be disastrous!

"I don't know who the enemy is yet. It may be the monster in the Duanyun Mountain Range, or even more likely the demon leader of the Blood Demon Sect!"

"But I know that now is the most dangerous moment for our Huangshamen in thousands of years!"

"So, as the guardian of Huangshamen, I ordered that all the monks of the Zifu of the sect should return to the sect immediately, and the sect's mountain protection array should be opened immediately!"

"From now on, Huangshamen has entered a state of all-out war. All the monks belonging to Huangshamen are not allowed to disobey the sect's orders in any form or under any excuse. Those who disobey orders will be killed without mercy!"

In the sky above the mountain gate of Huangshamen, the situation suddenly changed. The Huangshamen mountain-protecting formation, which had not been fully opened for thousands of years, finally showed its power of the fifth-level mid-level formation again at this moment.

In an instant, hundreds of miles of land centered on Huangshamen Mountain Gate were surrounded and guarded by a dazzling earth-yellow aura. The aura soared into the sky and could be seen thousands of miles away.


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