Soon, everyone followed the poisonous cultivator, the hunchbacked old man, to an ancient dense forest.
This dense forest was dense with mist. As soon as Jiang Ning swept down, he could sense the strong poisonous gas all around. However, the poisonous gas was hidden so deeply that if he didn't have Nascent Soul cultivation, he wouldn't be able to detect it at all.
Jiang Ning secretly created a spiritual shield with his right hand to protect his whole body from breathing the strange poisonous gas around him.
However, the other four alchemy cultivators around him obviously haven't noticed it yet.
At this moment, the old man with a hunchback and poisonous cultivator flashed his body and landed in front of an ancient tree.
The other four people followed closely.
After everyone arrived, among the three people in front, a female cultivator wearing a Taoist robe took the lead in asking.
"Brother Ouyang, are we there yet?"
The hunchbacked poisonous cultivator chuckled strangely, "We're here!"
"But why haven't we seen the disciples of the Corpse Ghost Sect yet?" the Alchemy Formation female cultivator said in surprise.
The hunchbacked poisonous cultivator pointed his right hand to the east and said, "Look..."
As the words fell, a strong smell of corpses suddenly roared from the distance in the east.
The moment the corpse's aura approached, everyone saw disciples of the Corpse Ghost Sect wearing black robes, sitting cross-legged on top of their own coffins, flying towards them.
Corpse Sect!
The leader was a Nascent Soul man.
The man's face was expressionless and pale, and he had a strong aura of death that made him look like he had just crawled out of a grave.
This person's cultivation should be in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
The eight disciples of the Corpse Ghost Sect who followed behind were all at the Dan-formation stage.
After the people from the Corpse Ghost Sect arrived, Jiang Ning's eyes showed a hint of coldness, but he remained calm and continued to watch.
As for the four cultivators except the hunchbacked old cultivator, they seemed very excited.
It seemed that they really thought that this person from the Corpse Ghost Sect was here to bring them closer.
The corpse of the immortal.
But he said.
After the cultivators from the Corpse Ghost Sect arrived, the middle-aged Nascent Soul man glanced coldly at Jiang Ning and the four cultivators here with his emotionless eyes.
Then he said coldly to the hunchbacked poisonous old cultivator, "Why are there only five of them??"
The hunchbacked poisonous old cultivator was obviously very afraid of this powerful Yuanying master of the Corpse Ghost Sect. He bowed and said, "I have tried my best! Many cultivators have fled recently, and no one dares to come near this place anymore."
,so……"
"Hmph, trash!"
With a cold snort, the Nascent Soul master from the Corpse Ghost Sect turned his head and glanced at Jiang Ning and the other five people.
"Forget it! Just five!"
After the Nascent Soul man from the Corpse Sect finished speaking, he suddenly pointed his right hand toward the sky, and a small bloody flag appeared directly in the sky.
As soon as this small bloody flag appeared, it exuded the aura of Taoist magic weapon.
There were twisted runes wandering on it, and a strong soul-forbidden aura instantly enveloped all directions.
"this……"
"What's the meaning?"
Zhang Cang and three other cultivators, their expressions changed in shock when they saw the Nascent Soul man from the Corpse Ghost Sect suddenly offering a blood flag that shocked the soul.
"Fellow Daoist Ouyang, what do you mean by this? Didn't you say you wanted to take us and join the Corpse Ghost Sect?"
A tall cultivator over there asked the old hunchbacked cultivator in shock.
The old poisonous cultivator smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, everyone! I have no choice but to do it!"
"you……"
While these four middle-aged cultivators were talking, the Nascent Soul man from the Corpse Ghost Sect gave a weird laugh and said, "Let you
The five of you will be the corpse leaders of my Corpse Ghost Sect! It can also be regarded as your creation!"
Corpse chief?
Upon hearing these two words, all the cultivators were suddenly shocked!
Everyone knows that the most powerful corpse refining technique of the Corpse Ghost Sect is to refine the corpse master.
To put it bluntly, this corpse leader takes away the opponent's soul and refines the opponent's body into a corpse puppet.
This kind of puppet can not only help you fight, but can also become the corpse body of the corpse ghost sect disciples in future generations.
Therefore, when every disciple of the Corpse Ghost Sect enters the foundation building stage, he will find a living person to refine his corpse master.
This method can be said to be extremely evil and weird.
Now, after suddenly understanding the intentions of the poisonous cultivator, the hunchbacked old man, Zhang Cang and others suddenly turned pale and ugly.
"Shameless old thief! We trust you so much, yet you betrayed us to the Corpse Sect?"
An angry shout roared out from the mouth of the tall cultivator. After he roared out, he immediately squeezed the formula with his right hand, and whirlwinds appeared from the roar and rushed in all directions. When the whirlwind appeared, the tall cultivator's body suddenly
Flash, turn into a beam of light, and go straight into the distance.
He wants to escape!
Seeing that the tall man was about to run away, the Nascent Soul man from the Corpse Ghost Sect didn't even move. He just turned his head and looked at the poisonous cultivator, the old man with a hunchback, and said, "Why don't you take action?"
This hunchbacked old man with black pustules on his face showed a cold light in his eyes, gritted his teeth, quickly pressed a seal with his right hand, and then pointed towards the void.
"Poison, open!"
When this sinister sound appeared, green flames suddenly appeared around the circle.
The green fire was extremely strange. When it appeared, a pungent poisonous smell came out. Then, the hunchbacked old man pointed at the escaped middle-aged man again, and saw a scream in the air. The man who had already flown away
The middle-aged man who was a hundred feet away suddenly burned with green flames. The flames burned from his internal organs. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged male cultivator was burned to ashes and died.
ah?
Seeing that the escaped middle-aged male cultivator was killed like this, the other three were dumbfounded, and then they quickly channeled all their spiritual power and prepared for the final desperate fight!
At this moment, the hunchbacked poisonous old cultivator stood up and looked at the three of them.
"No need to struggle!"
"You have inhaled my green fire poison gas, so you can't escape!"
After saying this, the expressions of Zhang Cang and the other three people all changed drastically. They slightly used their spiritual power, and sure enough, they saw an extremely ghastly green cold fire appearing in their blood vessels.
"We...were poisoned!!"
Zhang Cang said in shock.
The hunchbacked old poisonous cultivator said, "That's right! From the moment you step into this moment, you have already absorbed my Netherworld Green Fire! So, you'd better just surrender and capture me! Don't worry, the seniors of the Corpse Ghost Sect will not kill you! They will only kill you!"
You are just refined into corpse masters."
"Old thief..."
Zhang Cang was so angry that his teeth were almost broken, but unfortunately he did not dare to take action.
At this moment, the Nascent Soul man from the Corpse Ghost Sect said coldly, "Okay, stop talking nonsense!"
"Collect your soul from me!"
As he yelled coldly, he pointed his right hand at the small blood-colored flag in the sky, and the small blood-colored flag suddenly shot out twisted runes one after another. These runes rushed towards Zhang Cang and the others as fast as light and electricity.
Poor Zhang Cang and the other three who were hit by the Netherworld Green Fire had no time to dodge. As the runes rushed into their divine sea, their souls were all absorbed by the little bloody flag.
While this scene was happening, Jiang Ning had been standing quietly aside, watching all this with cold eyes.