There was a trace of panic in Long Xiaoshan's eyes.
What a terrifying seal. He can be considered a formation master. He has set up a mountain-protecting formation on Wanlong Mountain so that even the Grand Master cannot easily break into it.
But compared with the formation seal here, it is not enough to describe it as nothing.
It is worthy of being the ancient formation that sealed the Changping Ancient Battlefield. The person who set up the formation back then was an extraordinary figure. This is no longer a formation that can be set up at the level of the Light Formation Dao. It must have super strength to cooperate.
He said solemnly: "This should be the inner rupture of a seal. The passage just now and this arch are connected to form a formation gate. If I guess correctly, entering through this formation gate is the real Changping
It’s an ancient battlefield, we were just outside the formation just now.”
"The rupture of the formation was found so quickly." Everyone looked surprised.
"Then if we repair this place, we can solve the ghost trouble in Changping."
There was a hint of doubt on Master Wu Dao's face: "If we just repaired this formation, how could Murong Ye and the others disappear?"
Everyone also showed a strange look. Although they had encountered many Yin soldiers and even undead warriors when they came in, Murong Ye and the others were not ordinary people. Even if these Yin soldiers and generals were powerful, they would not be able to defeat Murong Ye.
They must all be missing. This would be too much to underestimate the leader of the dragon team and the experts who came in. Moreover, there are no bodies of Murong Ye and others here.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Of course it's not that simple. How big is the Changping Ancient Battlefield? The battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people died is obviously very huge. An array gate like this is just one of them.
If I read correctly, there are at least hundreds of such formation gates. We just happened to come here and saw a broken formation gate."
Everyone's expressions changed: "In other words, we have to find other formation gates and check their rupture conditions."
Long Xiaoshan nodded.
He had other bigger worries in his heart, but they were just speculations, and he didn't want to say them casually to hurt his morale.
He said: "At least we are lucky to have found a breach so quickly. Let's repair the seal here first."
Everyone responded.
Surrounding the gate, we began to check for cracks.
While Long Xiaoshan and others were repairing the formation gate, two black figures stood in the passage of another formation gate in the Changping Ancient Battlefield, ghostly aura lingering around them, and the sinister wind howling.
One of them, wearing a crown and a gilt robe, looked like an emperor. He took a deep breath, and the evil spirit was sucked into his belly like a long whale. A green will-o'-the-wisp burned brightly in his eyes: "It's so strong.
The evil spirit is indeed the ancient battlefield of Changping, and it is being used to feed my three thousand ghost army."
He held out a jet-black flag and stirred it vigorously. The flag suddenly made a whining sound, and a large amount of sinister energy poured in from all directions.
All of them poured into the black flag. The black flag seemed to have taken a big tonic. The dark storm rose and reached a height of more than ten feet. There were countless ghost heads on the flag, which were so densely packed that it made people's scalp numb.
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These ghost heads all opened their big mouths, greedily devouring the incoming evil energy.
As they swallowed, the ghost heads became clearer and clearer, and their faces became more and more ferocious, ready to come out and roar on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
Gui Ming on the side looked at the Ghost Emperor sucking in the sinister energy with overwhelming power.
The ghostly fire flashed in his eyes.
He also wanted to absorb these evil spirits.
But he has long discovered that the Yin evil spirit here is too strong and will confuse his mind. He is not a ghost practitioner, so he does not dare to use the Yin evil spirit here to practice. It is like drinking poison to quench thirst. Even if his strength increases sharply, in the end
He will also lose his mind, just like the Yin soldiers here.
But the Ghost Emperor is based in Fengdu and specializes in ghost training.
He was the most famous ghost practitioner hundreds of years ago.
If he is not a monk halfway, he will naturally have a way to restrain the resentment here.
Wow!
Several Yin soldiers emerged from the darkness, and they were extremely fierce.
The long sword sweeps across, and the murderous intent is rampant.
"Ghost Emperor." Gui Ming knew the power of these Yin soldiers and dodged behind the Ghost Emperor.
The Fengdu Ghost Emperor looked at these extremely ferocious Yin soldiers, his eyes widened, and when the Ten Thousand Soul Flags were stirred, dense black smoke suddenly burst out of the black flags, turning into hundreds of ghost soldiers, surrounding the Yin soldiers and charging to kill them.
The ghost soldiers who were close to him were easily cut in half with a sweep of their swords. The ghost soldiers were twisting and trying to gather together.
"kill!"
A murderous intention that was as solid as a substance rushed out, and the red blood light lingered on Chang Ge. Like a meat grinder, all the twisted ghost soldiers were strangled into nothingness and completely dissipated.
Several Yin soldiers clashed left and right.
Although the number of ghost soldiers released by the Fengdu Ghost Emperor was ten times as many as theirs, they were defeated by these Yin soldiers, and there were almost no generals left.
"Such a strong murderous aura, such ferocious Yin soldiers. If we can subdue three thousand Yin soldiers, who else in the world can stop us." Fengdu Ghost Emperor's eyes shone with a fanatical light.
The power of these Yin soldiers was far beyond his imagination. Although he was known as the Ghost Emperor, the way of ghosts had always been declining. As a Ghost Emperor, he could only hide in Fengdu. He did not dare to step out of his old nest for hundreds of years for fear of being wiped out.
But these yin soldiers gave him hope that the ghost realm would flourish.
Even Bai Qi's blood was secondary. After all, those legends were too vain, and he couldn't believe Guiming.
But these evil soldiers are right in front of us.
If you can subdue three thousand, even the innate immortals can kill them.
When the time comes, what kind of blood will Bai Qi need?
"receive!"
The Ghost Emperor of Fengdu used the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and a huge suction force poured out from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. The Yin soldiers were pulled by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, roaring again and again, and swinging their swords continuously. The strong and vicious aura actually resisted the suction force.
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"Hmph!" Fengdu Ghost Emperor flicked out with his fingers, and ghost ropes appeared on the Yin soldiers, biting them tightly and pulling them towards the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
These Yin soldiers are certainly fierce and fierce.
But the Fengdu Ghost Emperor is a great ghost emperor. He has been practicing for five hundred years and has unparalleled magical power. How can a few Yin soldiers resist it? Although they struggled hard, they still could not escape the pull of the ghost rope and pulled them in front of the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags.
He was about to be sucked in by Wangui Banner.
The eyes of several Yin soldiers suddenly flashed with blood, and then their bodies exploded. A terrifying and desperate aura of deathly resentment rushed out, blasting a large number of ghost soldiers around them to pieces, and even the Wangui flags were affected.
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"Damn it!"
The Ghost Emperor of Fengdu had calculated everything, but he never expected that these Yin soldiers would self-destruct so tragically that he would rather self-destruct than be subdued by him.
Gui Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He also saw how powerful these Yin soldiers were. If the Ghost Emperor really subdued an army of Yin soldiers, he would be dead and had no use value. How could the Ghost Emperor let him live?
