Accompanied by bursts of yelling and cursing, seven or eight ferocious half-naked giants brandished long human-skin whips and whipped the crowd in front of them crazily. For a moment, the shadows of the whips flew around, bringing with them a large amount of broken flesh and blood.
The crowd at the back was beaten to pieces, and they immediately crowded forward in fear. At the front of the crowd, hundreds of people were already standing on the outermost edge of the cliff. Half a step away was a bottomless valley shrouded in blood.
The hard squeeze from the crowd at the back immediately made the hundreds of people in front no longer able to stand and fell down one after another, as if it was raining dumplings from the sky. Some people kept screaming and fell into the deep valley, and were swallowed up by blood in the blink of an eye.
After these human sacrifices fell into the blood light, their flesh and blood quickly disintegrated and melted, turning into more fresh blood light and blending into the surrounding blood light.
The remaining humanoid skeletons continued to fall to the bottom of the valley, becoming part of the Bone Mountain at the bottom of the valley.
At this moment, there are eighteen pitch-black flags standing all around the Bone Mountain, and hideous and terrifying ghosts are wandering through the Bone Mountain, excitedly devouring the fresh ghosts.
But at the top of Bone Mountain, there stood a blood-red Dharma flag that was three feet high. A huge one-horned indigo-faced spirit ghost poked out most of its ghost body from the flag, and was devouring the blood clouds in the sky with big mouthfuls.
He seemed to be enjoying it very much.
Directly under the blood-red Dharma flag, an old man with a white face and an immortal spirit was sitting cross-legged. The old man's eyes were tightly closed, and his whole body was glowing with a faint light. At the same time, waves of mottled "gloomy light" rose up, and the light continued to sink into the horn.
The spirit ghost's body then gradually grows stronger with the help of the pure ghost energy in the spirit ghost's body.
At this moment, Zhao Sheng quietly appeared next to the white-faced old man and looked over expressionlessly.
Zhao Sheng took a quick look and knew that this person had reached the critical moment of breaking through the barrier and building the foundation. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to break through the barrier in a few days and be successfully promoted to the foundation building.
In such an era approaching the end of the Dharma, Zhao Sheng also found it a bit strange that the Ghost God Sect had such a "tricky" way of cultivation.
However, he soon realized something was wrong. The man in front of him seemed to be using ghosts to practice cultivation, but in fact the ghosts were gradually eroding everything about the host, including spiritual power, body and soul.
Judging from the results of his deduction, the lifespan of the person in front of him is much shorter than that of a normal foundation-building monk, and once he dies, his soul will be devoured by his natal ghost, and eventually give birth to a more ferocious ghost, which can also be called a ghost.
It’s a banner spirit!
From Zhao Sheng's perspective, it is not difficult to see that this person is not so much using ghosts to cultivate immortality, but rather performing an extremely alternative method of sacrifice!
The final product of the sacrifice is the "natal" spiritual flag held by each disciple of the Guishen Sect.
Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng was slightly moved and couldn't help but sigh that the mastermind's plan was really clever and his scheming was so sinister.
Looking at it this way, Guishen Sect is almost equivalent to a "sheep pen", while Tianzhu Realm is a vast pasture. Every once in a while, someone will come to harvest the "wool".
This move is truly appalling, and even a huge profit cannot describe its huge profits. This is tantamount to digging a super spiritual mine that is almost inexhaustible.
At this time, Zhao Sheng was even more curious about the Ghost God Sect far away in Chunsheng Realm, and he couldn't wait to do it.
The next moment, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he saw the white-faced old man's entire body being wiped out of thin air.
At the same time, the blood clouds in the sky that filled the deep valley, as well as the ghosts one after another, were wiped out by the force field of will.
The dark and gloomy deep valley was swept away from all filth, and the sun shone on the bottom of the valley again. The ghost flags spontaneously ignited out of thin air and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Sheng stretched out his hand and pulled up the blood-red ghost flag beside him, sealed the one-horned spirit ghost into the flag with a thought, and then put it into the Sumeru space.
The refining method of this ghost flag is a bit strange and requires some research and deliberation.
He put it away conveniently and left it to be slowly deduced later.
Bang bang bang!
On the cliff, whip-wielding men exploded themselves one after another for no reason, and blood and flesh flew everywhere in an instant. This horrifying scene immediately made the crowd scream and cry wildly.
At this time, Zhao Sheng had disappeared from the bottom of the valley, and in an instant he came to the center of a magnificent square covering an area of a thousand acres, surrounded by magnificent palaces.
"who?!"
"Come here, an enemy has broken in!"
"Jie Jie, what impatient dead man! He actually broke into the important territory of our sect without permission!"
The appearance of Zhao Sheng immediately alerted the inner disciples who were guarding the sect's temple and square. In the blink of an eye, ghosts appeared from all around and pounced on the enemies standing in the center of the square with their teeth and claws.
Zhao Sheng's expression was indifferent, and he just glanced around, and an indescribable invisible wave suddenly expanded at the speed of light.
In an instant, not only the flying ghosts solidified, but also the air, wind, dust, mist, all living creatures, and even countless forbidden formations within hundreds of miles around were "solidified" at the same moment.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still!
"One, two, three... Haha, together? It just so happened that the old men from the province came to the door one by one." Zhao Sheng raised the corner of his mouth, suddenly murmured to himself, and walked towards the east building.
Go to the temple.
He took one step forward, and his figure instantly appeared in a hundred-foot golden palace dozens of miles away.
At this time, there were three golden and jade altars suspended in the main hall, with three old men wearing golden robes sitting on them.
They were the three Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Ghost God Sect. At this time, all three of them maintained expressions of horror, and their bodies were completely unable to move.
Zhao Sheng was too lazy to ask one by one, only to see a trace of divine light suddenly blooming between his eyebrows, and a series of powerful spiritual thoughts broke into the soul sea of the three people in the Purple Mansion, quickly destroying the will of the three people, and then began to look through the memories of the three people.
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After a few breaths, Zhao Sheng frowned slightly and suddenly waved his hand, and the three Nascent Soul Ancestors immediately turned into ashes.
The next moment, a three-inch-long crystal blood flag flew out from the ashes, fell into Zhao Sheng's hands in the blink of an eye, and was taken into the Sumeru space by him.
It is really not a pity for these three people to die. They all stepped on the bones of tens of millions of people to get to where they are today.
After reading the memories of the three people, Zhao Sheng had a more intuitive understanding of the cruelty of the Ghost God Sect. It can be said that it is outrageous and inhumane. It is not an exaggeration to describe it!
The cultivation process of Guishen Sect disciples is actually to constantly "eat people". The higher the cultivation level, the more people they eat!
Every foundation-building ghost cultivator has more than ten thousand lives on his hands.
Golden elixir ghost cultivators need to sacrifice at least a million people, let alone the higher Nascent Soul realm.
Zhao Sheng originally did not intend to get involved in the "rights and wrongs" of the Tianzhu world, but now he has changed his mind.
The Guishen Sect is undoubtedly a vampire that is parasitic on all living beings in this world, and its outrageous training methods have made even a well-informed man unable to stand it.
"Huh...this kind of cancerous sect shouldn't exist!"
Zhao Sheng slowly let out a breath of depression, and his eyes suddenly became extremely cold.
The next second, I saw him slowly stretching out his right hand, spreading his fingers as if to grasp something, and then slowly clenched it tightly.
At this moment, as long as they were within a thousand miles radius, no matter where they were, whether it was Jindan Daoist or Qi Refining disciples, all of them were turned into flesh and mud at the same instant, and even their souls were destroyed.
The terror of the returning half-immortal is undoubtedly revealed at this moment!
After killing everyone with one thought, Zhao Sheng felt that his mind was clear, and he immediately reached out to take the storage bag left by the three people, and then wandered around the Ghost God Sect.
After cleaning all the treasure houses and scripture building, he did not stay here for long and instantly moved to the void outside the boundary.
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The Dark Sky has always been an image of chaos and mist. It is the boundary between the real world and the virtual world, filled with endless time and space storms.
Suddenly, a figure appeared out of thin air in the dark sky, and the whole person was instantly enveloped in layers of dense light, isolating the violent power of the space-time storm.
Zhao Sheng raised his head and looked into the deep, dark unknown zone, and a space-time beacon appeared clearly in his mind.
Without any hesitation, the other person suddenly disappeared from the spot out of thin air!
After being promoted to return to the void, he has been trying to maximize his talent for time and space teleportation, and now going to the Chunsheng World is the best opportunity.
I don't know how many thousands of miles away, Zhao Sheng's figure appeared out of thin air above a storm vortex.
He made a rough estimate and was surprised to find that the distance traveled this time actually exceeded half a constant year. The distance was somewhat farther than he expected.
However, this is undoubtedly a good thing!
"Sixteen constant years?...We can arrive there in half a month at most!" A thought suddenly flashed through Zhao Sheng's mind, and then he moved away again.
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Half a month flies by.
Deep in the vast void sea, a huge blue-green planet suddenly appeared in Zhao Sheng's eyes.
Although his place is still hundreds of millions of miles away from the Chunsheng World, this distance has long been ignored in his eyes.
Zhao Sheng stared at it for a while, and after identifying the continent he was going to, he launched the Great Shift of Time and Space without hesitation and disappeared in an instant.
The Chunxing Realm has been divided into three continents since ancient times, the Central Sky Continent, the Eastern Mountain Continent, and the West Pole Black Continent.
The mountain gate of the Ghost God Sect is located in Mozhou, West Pole.
In the Chunsheng World, very few people know that the mountain gate of the notorious Ghost God Sect is actually hidden deep in the Wuhui Mountains.
The Wuhui Mountain Range is known as "Once entered, no one can return". It has been a taboo place in Mozhou since ancient times.
On this day, in the deepest part of the Wuhui Mountains, above a black mountain of ten thousand feet, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air. It was Zhao Sheng who had moved over.
The Black Mountain below is lifeless, with no birds and animals all over the mountain, and the spiritual energy is very thin. It looks the same as the surrounding mountains, but everything you see in front of you is just a deception.
Zhao Sheng raised his head and looked at the cloudy sky. A bright light slowly rose from his body, and his will force field expanded in all directions in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, the majestic divine thoughts also spread, covering the sky for thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.
"...Yunlai!"
As he yelled, billowing dark clouds suddenly gathered from all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the thick clouds pressed down, making the surrounding sky as dark as night.
"Thunder!"
The second shout sounded again, and lightning and thunder suddenly appeared in the dark clouds. Countless electric snakes and thunder pythons were swimming in the clouds. Huge thunder ripped apart the cloud curtain from time to time, revealing a trace of extremely terrifying power.
Thunder spread all over the clouds, and an unimaginable aura of destruction suddenly emerged from the depths of the clouds, and gradually spread to the sky and the earth.
Before the Ghost God Sect could react, Zhao Sheng suddenly shouted: "Thunder is coming!"
This sound was like the heavenly constitution. As soon as the sound left the sound, the clouds in the sky suddenly lit up, and dense thunder and lightning struck down wildly, aiming directly at the Black Mountain below.
Boom boom boom!
Countless lightning strikes fell into the air, and suddenly they seemed to hit some kind of invisible wall. They violently exploded and instantly burst into an extremely dazzling light.
Balls of dazzling lightning burst out, instantly illuminating the surrounding dim sky.
For a moment, the sky became extremely dazzling. Thousands of lightnings poured down from the clouds, like a torrential rain. Each lightning was comparable to a full blow of Jindan Zhenren.
Even if the Ghost Sect's mountain gate formation is powerful, it can't withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of countless thunders.
After only holding on for less than three breaths, most of the Shanmen Formation was destroyed.
The barrier covering the mountain gate was suddenly torn apart by thunder, revealing the rolling and beautiful mountains below. The valleys between the mountains were dotted with buildings one after another. Thousands of disciples of the Ghost God Sect stood frozen in place, staring at the sky in stunned silence.
, watching helplessly as the mountain gate barrier was violently destroyed by thunder in the sky.
The next second, endless thunder crashed into the mountains below, and the entire Ghost God Sect's mountain gate was immediately devastated. Almost every inch of the land was washed and bombarded by thunder over and over again.
In the blink of an eye, countless disciples of the sect were killed and injured, and the mountain gate became a hell on earth.
Zhao Sheng's thunderous move was really crude, simple, arrogant and unreasonable, and it directly defeated the Ghost God Sect!
Everything was fine at first, but in the next second it was in disaster!
The ancestors of the Nascent Soul of the Ghost and God Sect were trying their best to avoid the thunderous bombardment while falling into a state of confusion.
They only felt that the power of the sky thunder was abnormally strong. Often, a bolt of thunder would hit their bodies and easily blast through the Nascent Soul's legal domain, almost causing serious injuries in one blow.
They didn't know until their death that they had been specially targeted. Those thunders that struck down from the sky all contained a trace of someone's will to destroy.
"The thief is so brave! Why don't you... show me your true form!"
Just as waves of thunder and lightning plowed the mountain gate of Ghost God Sect several times, the ground below suddenly collapsed, forming a large hole with a diameter of dozens of miles. A furious roar came from the ground, which actually suppressed the thunder all over the sky.
Voice.
At the same time, a thousand-foot-long blood-colored giant flag shot out of the cave. The flag flew up and rolled up boundless blood light. The blood light instantly spread for hundreds of miles, forming a large blood-colored light curtain, temporarily resisting the sky.
Thunder.
The next moment, a hundred-foot-long blood shadow shot out from the face of the flag, and instantly fell on the blood curtain, transforming into a huge humanoid figure with six arms and three eyes, and an extremely ugly appearance.
Zhao Sheng took a closer look, his eyebrows suddenly raised high, and a hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.