Ancestor Guiming is an old demon who has lived for hundreds of years. When he saw the master of the Black Scale Sect, his eyes flickered.
How could he yell without knowing his inner thoughts?
Guiming Zhenren manifested the body of a golden corpse, with thin golden scales all over his body, and his muscles were knotted together like tree roots. He was extremely ferocious, and the aura of corpse evil that condensed into substance surrounded his body, like the tentacles of countless demons, squirming endlessly.
Seeing the form of Master Guiming at this time, the leader of the Black Scale Sect took a breath of air: "Golden Corpse."
He is a great ghost spiritual master, so he naturally understands the horror of the golden corpse. This kind of evil thing cannot be killed because it is not born in the first place.
He completely gave up the idea of catching Gui Ming and forcing him to question the "Yin Fu Jing".
Although the Black Scale Sect may not be afraid of the Golden Corpse.
But you can never kill him.
The Dragon Group is watching with eager eyes and invites the world to encircle and suppress them.
Losing one's own strength now will only put the Black Scale Sect in real danger of destruction.
The master of the Black Scale Sect is a powerful figure in the Demon Sect, capable of bending and stretching. He immediately raised his hands and said: "Cang Ming pays homage to the ancestor."
At the same time, the leader of the Black Scale Sect winked around, and the other elders of the Black Scale Sect also cupped their hands and said, "Greetings to the ancestor."
The Black Scale Sect originally received the inheritance from Master Guiming, so it is not an exaggeration to call them ancestors.
However, Guiming snorted coldly when he saw that these people did not kneel down.
Obviously the Black Scale Sect has not completely surrendered.
Within a few hundred years, these people had forgotten his peerless majesty. Thinking back to the time when he commanded the demon sect, how could a mere three or two great spiritual masters be taken seriously by him?
hateful!
Those stinky noses of the Taoist sect knocked off my body and had to rebuild it.
Even more hateful.
It was that boy from the Dragon Group. As soon as he recovered, his soul was injured by him again, and his re-refined Blood God Son was also destroyed.
Otherwise, why would we still condescend to negotiate terms with the Black Scale Sect? The Blood God Son would have been released long ago, and those who dissatisfied would just swallow it.
Now that his soul has not recovered, although he can barely frighten the Black Scale Sect, he may not be able to eat well in a real fight. After all, the leader of the Black Scale Sect is also a genuine ninth-level spiritual master, and he is not the one who can knead him at will.
of.
The dim light in his eyes jumped a few times.
Gui Ming did not continue to dwell on this issue, and said quietly: "Cang Gui is dead. The dragon group is coming this time. The ancestor is here to save your lives."
Cang Ming looked shocked and said: "Cang Gui was really killed by the dragon group?"
Cang Gui is his junior brother and a real great spiritual master. Moreover, those who practice the ghost way are the most difficult to kill. I am afraid that even if Murong Ye goes out, Cang Gui may not be able to survive.
"Ancestor can't lie to you." Gui Ming threw out a sign.
Cang Ming saw that it was Cang Gui's soul card. It was dim and dull, showing that he was completely dead. Cang Ming howled: "Junior brother!"
When Cang Gui dies, the Black Scale Sect will lose one of its arms.
"I wonder if my ancestor can tell me how Cang Gui died?" Cang Ming asked.
"He was killed by a young man from the Dragon Group. Have you seen this man?" As Guiming waved his hand, a stream of evil energy condensed into the image of Long Xiaoshan in the air, lifelike.
Cang Ming couldn't believe it when he saw such a young man killing Cang Gui. With Cang Gui's strength, only Murong Ye could kill him. Who was this person?
Being able to kill Canggui is impossible without the cultivation of a great master.
"I haven't seen it, Cang Ye, have you seen it?" Cang Ming asked the man in black robe next to him.
Cang Ye shook his head: "I haven't seen it either, but if he can really kill Senior Brother Cang Gui, he must have been able to get through it in disguise. How can a person of this age kill Senior Brother?"
Gui Ming said: "I don't know whether he has disguised himself or not, but he is not very old. I have seen him and fought against him."
"What?"
"He fought against you, ancestor, but you didn't even keep him?" Cang Ming asked.
"I can't keep him." Gui Ming said something ambiguous.
It shocked Cang Ming and others to death.
Gui Ming is a golden corpse. He is a nearly invincible existence, but he can't leave behind a young man in his twenties. Is this to scare ghosts?
"I know you don't believe it, but the dragon group will come to encircle and suppress him soon. You can tell at a glance whether it is true or false. Also, he is probably a reincarnated saint son of Buddhism." Gui Ming said calmly.
Cang Ming and others stopped talking.
They didn't want to believe it rationally, but Guiming had to tell such a lie that could be exposed immediately. Even if he wanted to make up a story, he had to make it up, so why did he make up such an outrageous one.
If it is really the reincarnated saint son of Buddhism, it can be explained barely. After all, the reincarnated saint son is born with innate blood and bones, has the memory inheritance of past lives, and his cultivation is far better than ordinary people.
I really need the dragon team to add a Buddhist saint to come.
The Black Scale Gate is in danger!
Buddhism has always restrained ghosts, and the Holy Son of Buddhism is an even more remarkable figure. He is an innate reincarnation.
Now Cang Ming has completely given up the idea of falling out with Gui Ming.
No matter how credible Gui Ming's words were, as long as it was possible, he couldn't take it lightly. He even wanted to recruit Gui Ming to deal with the dragon group together, not to mention that Gui Ming also had the entire "Yin Fu Jing".
Cang Ming immediately worshiped: "Ancestor, help me..."
Gui Ming said with his hands behind his back: "It's easy to say that your Black Scale Sect has inherited the Taoism of our ancestors, and our ancestors will not ignore death. In the past few days, our ancestors will teach you ghost Dao skills, but our ancestors just came back not long ago.
, I have nothing to offer, so open your treasure house to me. My ancestor needs to refine some ghost weapons and elixirs..."
Cang Ming knew that this was Gui Ming's condition.
Although opening the treasure house to outsiders is definitely an act of bloodletting.
But now is the moment of life and death for the sect, so how can we care so much? Moreover, it is worth exchanging the treasure house for the entire "Yin Fu Jing". No matter how precious the treasure house is, how can it compare with the innate temptation.
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Inside the secret base of the Special Branch.
Long Xiaoshan has been practicing hard these days.
In this round of siege of the Black Scale Sect, Long Xiaoshan did not place his hopes on the Hidden Sect sects. It was just him building momentum. He knew that the only one he could truly rely on was himself. Anyone who trusted his life on others was a fool.
,Only when you are strong can you be fearless.
It is imperative for him to destroy the Black Scale Sect.
But wiping out a big sect is not that simple. What's more, he has a hunch that Gui Ming will never let it go.
Therefore, in this battle, not only the Black Scale Sect, but also the possibility of encountering Gui Ming again.
Therefore, he must seize every moment to improve his strength.
In the past few days, not only did he continuously swallow high-grade Qi-Building Pills, but he also consumed the spiritual stones obtained from the wasteland world without any hesitation, using most of them within a few days.
It's just that the "Secret of Immortality" becomes more and more difficult the further you go on to practice it.
Even with such powerful cultivation resources, it is still difficult to make progress. Although the true energy has improved a lot, it is still far away from the ninth level of energy refining.
(These chapters have been written during the break between New Year greetings. I myself feel that the foreplay has been too long. Fortunately, I will climax soon. Thanks to the tree beside the lotus pond for the 10,000 reading coins reward, I became the first master of this book.
Well, you can appear in the book, and I will be the leader of the sect. What should I name it, Tang Lian Shu, haha).
