Chapter 194: The Terrifying Body (Leader adds 1010 updates, please reward me!)
Wang Tiansheng, the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect, encountered a plot.
The plot came from one of the people closest to him!
That was his nephew, his favorite assistant in the past, the person who helped him deal with many chores that he didn't want to waste time on.
For such a person, Wang Tiansheng's defensiveness against him is very low.
Therefore, when Wang Yiwu took the storage bag over, he went to pick it up with confidence.
He never thought that this might expose himself to risks. He had done this countless times in the past without any problems.
But this time, something unexpected happened.
Wang Tiansheng never expected that such a thing would happen.
The first thing he didn't expect was that someone could tamper with Wang Yiwu and yet hide it from him!
This is too unbelievable. There is something wrong with a foundation-building monk. Logically speaking, the Nascent Soul monk should be able to find it easily.
However, I didn’t even notice it!
This is so weird!
The second thing he didn't expect was that there were such weird flames in this world.
Wang Tiansheng has never seen or heard of this kind of purple flame.
This kind of flame was too terrifying. The moment it came into contact, it started burning along his body with a destructive momentum.
Although Wang Tiansheng noticed the evil of the purple flames at the first time, he immediately cut off his arm and cut off the area on his body that was infected by the purple flames.
But it's useless, as long as there is a little bit that is not chopped cleanly, the purple flame will immediately spread like maggots attached to the bone, spreading in the blink of an eye!
He was unable to respond effectively at all and could only watch his body being burned by flames.
"ah!!!"
A shrill scream came from Wang Tiansheng's mouth, his Heavenly Spirit Cover flashed with light, and Nascent Soul flew out holding a small black flag.
Looking back at his burned body, Wang Tiansheng showed a sinister look in his eyes.
Who exactly is he?
Who would use such vicious means to deal with themselves?
Wang Tiansheng was so angry that he was about to look up to the sky and roar, but suddenly he saw the raging purple flames rushing towards him.
He was so frightened that he quickly teleported out of the hall and away from the flames.
"Master!"
"Brother Wang, what's going on?"
"What is this purple flame?"
"Brother Wang, who attacked you?"
...
A series of exclamations came out, and dozens of escaping lights rushed towards this side at the same time, headed by two extremely powerful escaping lights.
In the blink of an eye, they landed on the mountain peak where Wang Tiansheng was. The person in front was an old man with a pale face, white hair and white beard.
The man next to him was older and thinner, with white hair hanging down to the soles of his feet, and his whole body exuded an aura of decay.
It looks like it won't take long for him to sit down and melt.
The two people who arrived first were undoubtedly Yuanying monks, and the old man with white hair and white beard was in the middle stage of Yuanying.
After this person reached the mountain peak, he quickly stretched out his hand and took Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul that had just flown out in his hand. A dark demonic energy appeared in his hand, shrouding it.
Wang Tiansheng was shocked at first, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the white-bearded old man's face.
The wisps of dark demonic energy poured into his Nascent Soul, nourishing him and slightly restoring his sluggish look.
The white-bearded old man and the old man who was about to die were shocked when they saw Wang Tiansheng's miserable state. They looked at the purple flames burning in the hall with some disbelief.
"What kind of fire is this?"
A Ghost Spirit Sect alchemy monk who arrived later saw the flames and shouted in surprise.
This man was also a monk from the Wang family. He was extremely angry when he saw the flames that caused Wang Tiansheng to lose his body.
He couldn't help but snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and a dark bracelet flew out from his hand.
As soon as the bracelet appeared, an astonishing cold air erupted, causing the temperature of the entire mountain peak to drop a lot.
This pill-forming monk seems to want to use this bracelet to measure the power of this purple flame.
When the two Nascent Soul cultivators saw this scene, their expressions changed. They did not stop them, but watched coldly as the bracelet flew towards the flames.
"Whoosh!"
When the bracelet was close to the flame, it had emitted a large cloud of dark mist, which turned into water droplets and rained down on the purple flame.
"Zizzi!"
The raindrops turned into mist sprinkled on the purple flame. Not only did it not extinguish the opponent at all, but it actually made the purple flame burn brighter.
In an instant, purple flames soared into the sky and fiercely rushed towards the dark bracelet.
"boom!"
There was an explosion, and as soon as the purple flame came into contact with the dark bracelet filled with Yin Qi, it roared instantly.
The dark bracelet was blown up in the blink of an eye and swallowed by purple flames.
"How is that possible? This is a magic weapon that I refined with Yin Marrow Demonic Ice!" The pill-forming monk exclaimed, with a look of disbelief on his face.
When the two Yuanying elders from the Ghost Spirit Sect saw the ferocious appearance of the purple flames, their pupils suddenly shrank.
"What kind of flame is this? It's so fierce? No wonder it burns Junior Brother Wang's body!" The skinny old man said in a deep voice.
His voice was like a broken bellows, making people frown after listening to it.
"Brother Wang, what on earth is going on?" The monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul frowned and looked at Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul in his hand and asked.
"Senior Brother Zhong, I'm ashamed to say that I was inexplicably plotted by someone else. Just now..."
Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul kept looking ugly as he recounted what had just happened.
"When did our Ghost Spirit Sect provoke people who practice purple flames?" The old man surnamed Zhong and the skinny old man next to him both frowned.
"Who is this? After searching through all the major forces in Tiannan, Nascent Soul can't find anyone who can match his identity!"
Everyone in the Ghost Spirit Sect frowned for a moment, with anger and fear in their hearts.
There is nothing more fearful and hateful than this unknown enemy lurking in the dark.
You have no idea who is on the other side or when he will take action again.
This time, you can attack Wang Tiansheng, and next time, you may attack other monks.
Even Wang Tiansheng has become like this. If this person attacks the Danjie monk, who can defend him?
In the silence, the atmosphere among the high-level monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect became a little strange.
There was a look of fear on everyone's face.
Seeing this scene, the old man surnamed Zhong felt his heart sink and his face became extremely ugly.
Now that Soul Broken Master and Wang Tiangu are not in the Ghost Spirit Sect, the Ghost Spirit Sect is short of manpower in the Nascent Soul stage, and the opponent chose to attack at this time...
Who are they? What forces are they?
The Righteous Alliance? The Tiandao Alliance? Or those demonic sects that want to replace the Ghost Spirit Sect?
Is the incoming attack only targeting Wang Tiansheng alone, or is he targeting the entire Ghost Spirit Sect?
All of this is hidden in the fog, making it difficult to see clearly.
The old man surnamed Zhong was in a state of confusion, and for a moment he didn't know what choice he should make.
Should I stay at the Ghost Spirit Sect and remain motionless, or should I go out and explore?
By staying at the Ghost Spirit Gate, you can keep the place safe from problems, but you will also lose the opportunity to obtain enemy intelligence.
If such a terrible enemy is allowed to hide in the dark and keep attacking, he will have trouble sleeping and eating.
But if you go out to investigate, it may be the enemy's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain!
"It's only a few dozen miles away, and Senior Brother Song is still here, so there shouldn't be any problems!" the old man surnamed Zhong thought to himself.
He pondered for a moment and then said coldly: "The person who attacked the leader had a problem in Fangshi. I'm going to Fangshi now to take a look. You must guard the sect-protecting formation and don't let any outsiders in!"
With that said, he handed Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul to the old man who looked like he was about to pass away, and said: "Senior Brother Song, the master's Nascent Soul will be handed over to you for protection first!"
After saying that, he looked at the people around him majestically, and said coldly: "You should immediately find a good body for the master to seize!"
Hearing this, the group of alchemy monks surrounding them all felt shuddered and felt a little bitter in their hearts.
A good body definitely requires good qualifications.
Needless to say, this candidate must be selected from their disciples. After all, the most qualified people in the entire Ghost Spirit Sect are here.
But for the sake of the leader, such a sacrifice was still necessary. These people sighed inwardly, and then prepared to retreat to find suitable disciples for Wang Tiansheng.
But at this moment, one of the beautiful and fragrant women suddenly spoke: "Uncle Zhong, there might be an ambush in that city!"
Looking back at the woman, the old man surnamed Zhong had a look of surprise on his face, he pondered for a moment and said:
"Senior Nephew Yan's worries are not unreasonable, but if you want to ambush me, you must have that strength!"
With his strength, if you want to ambush him, you will need at least three Nascent Soul mid-level monks, or five or six early-stage monks.
Otherwise, he can easily escape.
But if the other party really has this strength, they will come directly to kill them, so why use this method.
Carrying out a sneak attack itself shows that the attacker is not strong enough, so this method is used.
Moreover, Fangshi is only a few dozen miles away from the Ghost Spirit Gate. Wouldn’t it be funny to ambush him at such a short distance?
As the old man surnamed Zhong spoke, he jumped out and flew towards the city dozens of miles away.
The Yuanying monk surnamed Song was holding Wang Tiansheng's Yuanying in his hand, and said to the Jiedan monk named Wang on the side: "Senior Nephew Wang, come with me to escort the leader's Yuanying to mine.
Cave!"
"Yes, Master Song!" Monk Jiedan, surnamed Wang, said quickly.
He followed the old man named Yuanying Song and flew towards the distant mountain peak step by step.
Behind him, the pill-forming monks dispersed one after another, either to preside over the sect-protecting formation of the Ghost Spirit Sect, or to return to their respective caves, preparing to choose a suitable body.
The beautiful woman surnamed Yan was standing on the mountain peak, with a strange look in her eyes, watching the old man surnamed Song and the monk Jiedan surnamed Wang leave.
When the old man surnamed Song brought Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul to his cave, suddenly, the Nascent Soul between his eyebrows felt a sharp pain, and his vision went dark.
Then, he felt a huge force coming towards him, hitting him hard and sending his body flying away.
At the same time, Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul also came out.
He hit a mountain peak hard, and the intense pain hit him, causing him to open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"The physical body is useless!" Such a thought quickly flashed through the mind of the old man surnamed Song.
He was already about to pass away, and now that he had suffered such a blow, he probably wouldn't be able to survive for long.
A shrill howl sounded!
Wang Tiansheng was absorbing the dark demonic energy to nourish his Nascent Soul.
Suddenly, a skinny figure with a sallow complexion appeared. He punched the old man surnamed Song and knocked him away. At the same time, he knocked Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul away from the old man surnamed Song.
Wang Tiansheng realized that the situation was not good, and after a shrill whistle, he was about to use teleportation to escape, but saw the skinny man looking at him.
Instantly, he felt a severe pain all over his body, as if two sharp blades had cut directly into his Nascent Soul.
His vision went dark, and when he woke up, he saw purple flames rushing towards him.
Wang Tiansheng was immediately frightened out of his wits. He quickly threw the black flag in his arms and immediately teleported.
"boom!"
The purple flame collided with the small black flag, and a huge noise was made in an instant.
The small black flag sprayed thick mist all over its body. The momentum was quite terrifying, but it only withstood for about a breath or two before being burned directly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this moment, Wang Tiansheng had already teleported out. When he was about to start teleporting for the second time, he suddenly felt that his vision went dark again and he felt a sharp pain all over his body.
When he woke up, he saw the purple flames rushing towards his Nascent Soul.
"ah!!!"
After a shrill scream, Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul was directly burned.
At this time, the old man from the Ghost Spirit Sect's Nascent Soul who had been blown away by a punch struggled to get up from a pile of rocks.
At the same time, the Danjie monk named Wang had just used his own magic weapon to attack the man in front of him.
"boom!"
I saw that this man didn't use the magic weapon at all. He rushed forward with his physical body and punched the magic weapon.
Something happened that horrified everyone in the Ghost Spirit Sect who saw this scene. The man actually smashed the magic weapon with his bare hands.
At the same time, with a flash of his body, he appeared in front of the pill-forming monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect. He punched the opponent again and directly broke the opponent's shield. At the same time, he beat the opponent's body to pieces and flew backwards, directly hitting him.
It was smashed into a pile of rotten flesh on a mountain rock.
This scene directly frightened those Danjie monks who wanted to fly out and attack this person.
Don't dare to move!
Breaking a magic weapon with one punch, what kind of perverted body is this?
Who dares to be an enemy of such a monk?
Outside the Ghost Spirit Gate, there was suddenly an angry shout. The old man named Zhong who had just left realized that the situation was not good and was already returning.
When the tall man with a sallow complexion and a skinny figure saw this scene, he sneered, stamped his feet, and turned into a faint golden light, rushing high into the sky.
High in the sky, the Ghost Spirit Sect's sect-protecting formation was already attacking this figure under the control of those pill-forming monks.
A black light curtain appeared, and thousands of pitch black yin energy turned into giant pythons, attacking this person with great force.
At the same time, pitch-black chains rose from the ground and attacked this person.
Thick black energy emerged from the air in all directions, and the entire formation was erupting.
Sharp attacks came from all directions, fast and hard!
Ordinary Nascent Soul monks would not dare to take such an attack head on, and could only dodge it if they saw it.
Unless you have a defensive treasure, you won't be able to withstand such a massive attack.
But this big man with a scorched complexion was not afraid at all, and directly bumped into him. A layer of purple flames appeared all over his body, and he hit the giant pythons hard, knocking them apart.
Then, he clapped his hands continuously and scattered a giant python with one slap. In the blink of an eye, he overcame the heavy interceptions of dozens of giant pythons.
In just a few breaths, this person flew to the height of the light curtain and bumped into it hard.
The light curtain, which was so strong that Yuanying monks could not break it in a short period of time, was actually directly burned by the purple flames, allowing the man to fly out.
"What?"
The old man surnamed Zhong flew over and looked at the scene in front of him with a horrified expression.
The Ghost Spirit Gate has been standing for a long time, and the sect-protecting formation has never been a simple thing.
Even a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul cannot break this light barrier so easily.
With the power of the Ghost Spirit Sect's formation, as long as this person is blocked and restrained by two Nascent Soul monks, and dozens of Alchemy Formation monks launch the formation together, as long as they are not late-stage great monks, they will be able to refine the opponent in this formation.
within the law.
And now, he actually asked the other party to escape so easily.
The old man surnamed Zhong just wanted to chase after him, but when he thought of the magical power that the other party had just displayed, a chill ran down his back and his steps stopped abruptly.
He immediately returned to the formation, quickly rushed to the old man named Song, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Song, who is this person? Have you ever recognized him?"
The old man surnamed Song shook his head bitterly and said: "This person's methods are extraordinary. His spiritual consciousness is astonishingly powerful. He is good at spiritual attack methods. At the same time, his physical body is also amazingly strong. He broke my shield with one punch and destroyed it."
Lost my body!"
"Senior Brother Song?!" When the old man surnamed Zhong heard this, his face suddenly showed sadness.
"It doesn't have to be like this. I don't have much time left. I had planned to blow myself up just now and keep this man behind. I didn't expect that he would be so cunning and run away!" The old man surnamed Song said helplessly.
His broken body was leaning against a rock, and he could only breathe.
"well!"
When the old man surnamed Zhong heard this, he sighed heavily. In just one day, the Ghost Spirit Sect first lost its master, and then another Nascent Soul was about to be incarnated.
With such a loss, the strength of the Ghost Spirit Sect is greatly reduced, and there will definitely be more troubles in the future!
"Who is this? When did our Ghost Spirit Sect offend such a troublesome person?" the old man surnamed Zhong said with an extremely ugly expression.
"I have never seen this person's face before. Judging from his strength, he doesn't look like a monk who has just become a Nascent Soul. I think this person may have come here in disguise!" said the old man surnamed Song.
"What kind of disguise can hide from our eyes?" the old man surnamed Zhong said with a frown.
There are very few disguise spells in this world that can be hidden from the eyes of Nascent Soul monks. They can see through ordinary disguise spells at a glance.
"The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, and there are so many secret techniques that can change one's appearance. But this person's physical strength is really extraordinary, and he is also good at that kind of purple flame. I have thought about it all over the world, but I can't think of any.
Where on earth can such a person exist!" said the old man surnamed Song.
"In this case, he is probably not from Tiannan, otherwise you and I should know each other!"
"After much thought, only the people on the Mulan Grassland have such a weird secret technique!"
"But, why did that Mulan man come to Tiannan to attack our Ghost Spirit Sect?" the old man surnamed Zhong asked in confusion.
Although under the pressure of the Nine Nations Alliance, the Demonic Way also helped the Nine Nations Alliance to fight against the Mulan people.
But no matter how you look at it, the grudges between the Ghost Spirit Sect and the Mulan people cannot be compared to the Nine Nations Alliance.
Even if the Mulan people want revenge, they should seek revenge from the monks of the Nine Nations Alliance.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! I traveled all the way to the core of Tiannan to find Liang Zi of the Ghost Spirit Sect, but I couldn't explain it.
"In my opinion, this person is here to avenge himself. It doesn't seem like he has any grudge against the entire Ghost Spirit Sect!"
"It must be that the Wang family offended someone they shouldn't have offended, and that's why they suffered such a disaster!" the old man surnamed Song said in a weak voice.
"In that case, aren't fellow Tiangu Taoists outside also in danger?" the old man surnamed Zhong said with a change of expression.
"Now, the power within the sect is empty and we are in troubled times. We must call them back!" said the old man surnamed Song.
The old man surnamed Zhong looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh. He suddenly looked sideways and saw the woman still standing on the top of the mountain.
A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. This woman saw the dangerous battle just now and didn't actually run away?
Her face was pale, and there was a hint of horror in her eyes, but she was holding a magic weapon tightly in her hand, as if she was ready to take action at any time.
Thinking that this person, as a Tianlinggen monk, might be the backbone of the Ghost Spirit Sect, the old man surnamed Zhong couldn't help but pay more attention to his eyes.
She has such courage and is worth cultivating. Maybe she is a Nascent Soul cultivator under the Ghost Spirit Sect!
"Nephew Yan, please send Elder Song back to the cave to rest!" The old man surnamed Zhong said to the beautiful and fragrant woman.
The woman was stunned when she heard this, and immediately bowed and said, "Ruyan knows!"
With that said, he flew over and helped the old man, whose body was already in disrepair, back to the cave.
"Perhaps Brother Yun must be recalled, otherwise the Ghost Spirit Sect will lose two Yuanying elders in a short period of time, and it will be difficult to control the situation in the future!" the old man surnamed Zhong thought in his mind.
Thinking of the enemy's methods that appeared today, he shuddered a little.
He still can't figure out how the other party hid in the dark without being discovered by them.
I looked back at the leader's mountain peak, and the purple flame burning there had disappeared.
This made the old man named Zhong, who wanted to study the purple flame carefully, feel a little regretful.
"I don't know whether the appearance of such a person is a blessing or a curse. I am afraid that even the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul are no match for this person. Only the great monks in the later stage can control him!" The old man surnamed Zhong looked up to the sky and thought, his eyes filled with tears for a moment.