Under the black robe, two green will-o'-wisps lit up.
The man in black robe looked towards the direction from which the sound came.
Everyone in the Dragon Group fell down, but there was still a young man standing there.
"Do you know about the Black Scale Sect?" the sinister voice of the man in black robe sounded.
Long Xiaoshan ignored him, squatted down, and gave Zhao Xiaoqiao a pill. Zhao Xiaoqiao's complexion began to improve.
The will-o'-the-wisp in the black-robed man's eyes jumped.
"No wonder you were able to escape last night. It turned out to be you."
The man in black robe is very confident in his soul-stirring technique. Even if he is a master, he will accidentally fall into his trap, let alone a group of Xuan-level little guys. Yesterday, although he was in the tomb, he activated it from a long distance away.
Spirituality.
It was not something that a group of Xuan-level guys could stop, but he found that these people recovered quickly.
This made him still wonder if there was any master hiding among them.
After all, the dragon group has a master.
So there was no further attack.
As a result, the next day, these little guys actually broke into the tomb. He had been observing secretly just now, and even used magic to make them kill each other, but he didn't see any powerful people.
After confirming, he took action directly and knocked down all these people with the power of mind-catching.
Now he finally understands.
It was Long Xiaoshan's elixir that allowed these people to escape disaster last night.
"You actually have the Soul Restoration Pill, and you also know about the Black Scale Sect. Who are you?" The voice of the man in black robe contained powerful Soul oppression, which made everyone vomit blood again.
"I have killed three of you from the Black Scale Sect. Do you think I know you?" Long Xiaoshan said in a calm tone.
The green fire in the black-robed man's eyes surged: "How brave!"
Just then, phew!
A cold light flashed.
It was like lightning piercing the night sky.
Poof!
A flying knife stabbed the man in black robe in the heart.
Li Huan fell to the ground dejectedly and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
Just now, he activated his body's potential and unleashed his most powerful flying knife. This knife was definitely as lethal as an S-class.
After one blow, he had completely lost his fighting power.
However, he believed that even a master would not be able to live well if he was hit by this knife. He looked at the man in black robe with a sneer.
Suddenly, his smile gradually froze, turning from pride to horror.
A black air emerged from the black-robed man's body and enveloped the flying knife. Amidst the chirping sound, the flying knife was corroded into a puddle of black water.
There wasn't even a single wound on the man in black robe, let alone any bleeding.
"How is that possible?" Li Huan said in shock.
His flying knife was specially made and was as hard as a magic weapon. But when it hit the man in black robe, it not only failed to kill him, but was corroded.
The man in black robe waved his hand.
boom!
Li Huan seemed to be thrown into the air by a Category 12 hurricane, hit the ceiling, and then fell to the ground. He spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood and was unable to move.
"A bunch of ants, if I hadn't kept you of some use, Taoist Master would have taken away your souls long ago."
The man in black robe said disdainfully.
Turning his head, he looked at Long Xiaoshan coldly: "You are so brave, you don't kneel down and beg for mercy now, but it's useless even if you kneel down, just because you killed the people of the Black Scale Sect, Taoist Master will do it today."
If you want to make you unable to live or die, the woman next to you must be yours. She is good-looking, and even her Yuan Yin is still there. Master Tao has not played with women for many years, so I will make an exception for you today.
"
Long Xiaoshan said calmly: "As expected, you are the bastards of the Black Scale Sect who like to play such dirty tricks. Originally, I was too lazy to go to Zhongzhou to kill you, but for what you said today, this sect has no
Necessity continues to exist.”
Yan Bing and others on the side were stunned.
Of course they know about the Black Scale Sect.
It is the top ghost sect in Zhongzhou. There is a great spiritual master in the sect, and even the dragon group does not dare to provoke it easily.
The man in black robes in front of him is obviously the top master of the Black Scale Sect.
Even Li Huan's flying knife couldn't kill him, which shows how terrifying this black-robed man is. He is basically at the level of a great spiritual master.
Even the team leader here wouldn't dare to say that such a person can be killed.
But Long Xiaoshan didn't care at all, and even said that he wanted to destroy the Black Scale Sect, which was completely forcing the other party to be ruthless.
Yan Bing and others were desperate.
Long Xiaoshan is too careless about life and death.
Although facing ghost monks like the Black Scale Sect, they had a low chance of survival, but now there is no glimmer of hope. Long Xiaoshan's words must have completely angered the other party. Maybe they will not even die as expected. This
Ghost monks have countless weird and cruel methods that make life worse than death.
"Little brat, wait until I pull out your soul and light the soul lamp of July 749, and see if you can still be tough." The man in black robe was completely angered, and boom, the will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes burst out of his eyes.
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A swallowing force that was ten times stronger than the suction force just now poured into Long Xiaoshan's soul sea, trying to pull out Long Xiaoshan's soul directly.
Two golden flames suddenly lit up in Long Xiaoshan's eyes.
In an instant, the swallowing power was completely strangled, and a golden light even flowed upstream and directly hit the black-robed man.
The man in black robe screamed strangely.
He took more than ten steps back before stopping.
The will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes flickered and he roared in shock: "Impossible, how could you break my soul-obsessing spell."
He is an eighth-level great spiritual master and has mastered the art of soul-stirring. Even a ninth-level great spiritual master cannot turn against him.
At most, he is immune to his soul-stirring spell.
Long Xiaoshan not only broke his soul-obsessing technique, but also backfired and injured him.
Long Xiaoshan sneered. He hadn't used his magical power yet. Otherwise, he could crack the black-robed man's soul with one blow. If he had to fight for his soul, wouldn't he be able to condense the divine flower and his soul to be as good as the innate?
But he didn't want to kill this guy immediately, he at least wanted to find out where the Black Scale Gate was.
Everyone who comes out of the Black Scale Sect is not a good person. One old Taoist Jia likes to raise ghosts and harm people. One old Taoist Ma kidnapped Shen Yuerong. In order to force him to come out, another old Taoist set up a Yin Qi array to destroy Longyang Village.
, this guy in front of me, not to mention, the disappearance of the entire village of Qingye Village must have something to do with him.
He would not let go of such a sect that was so heartless and inhumane even if they had no enmity with him.
Not to mention these guys got into his head repeatedly.
Thunder is coming!
Stab!
Long Xiaoshan pulled his hand, and a thunderbolt several feet long and as thick as his arm appeared in his hand. The whole tomb was illuminated with a bright light. Long Xiaoshan held the thunderbolt in his hand and threw it fiercely.
Click boom!
It was like thunder falling from the sky.
Thunder and lightning snaked out of his arms.
The will-o'-the-wisps in the black-robed man's eyes were beating wildly. He was a ghost monk, and what he feared most was thunder and fire and other evil-destroying spells. What's more, the thunder technique performed by Long Xiaoshan was awe-inspiring and cold. It was obviously the most authentic thunder technique. Could it be that this guy
