It was clear that only a few black shadows rushed out, but it was like a ten thousand army rushing to kill, causing the ground to rumble and tremble.
Astonishingly, they were the fierce spirits of several pre-Qin soldiers whose bodies were covered with knife marks and sword wounds.
Boom!
Several soldier souls held Changge and struck hard into the brilliance that sealed the black mist. The brilliance suddenly exploded, and several people holding formation flags spurted blood and flew out.
"Don't let evil obstacles prevail!"
Suddenly, a loud shout was heard. An old man in yellow robes held a dark red peach wood sword and chanted the magic spell. He struck a soldier soul with half of his head cut off and his intestines dragged on the ground. Wow!
The soldier soul was chopped into pieces. However, the black mist that exploded surged like water and quickly condensed into a fierce soul. It roared and hissed, and its eyes were blazing with blood and flames. It was even more fierce.
He held a long sword and stabbed the old man in yellow robe violently, boom!
The old man in yellow robe was so shocked that he took more than ten steps back, his blood boiling.
On the other side, the few soldier souls that rushed out together were extremely ferocious, and their boundless violent energy spread across the entire place, killing, killing, killing. Their extremely manic thoughts of killing affected those who blocked the seal.
"Om Mani Pai Mi Hum!" The white-browed monk holding a Zen staff in one hand chanted the six-character mantra.
Streams of golden light shot out from his Zen staff, turning into strands of demon-conquering holy light that shrouded and trapped a headless soldier soul. The headless soldier soul was shrouded in the holy light and kept struggling and screaming, with arrays emerging from his body.
There was a burst of black smoke, but even if it was restrained by the Buddhist holy light, the headless soldier soul remained fierce and powerful. The collisions again and again made the white-browed monk's expression serious.
The remaining people surrounded the other soldier souls and continuously used various spells and magic weapons to kill him.
But these soldier spirits are extremely ferocious.
Every blow was filled with the power of a master, and those who were killed were retreating steadily.
At this time, the cracks in the ground lost the suppression of the formation flag, and the black mist rushed more and more fiercely. The cracks inside became bigger and bigger. The black mist had enveloped the entire valley. There was no light from the stars and the moon, and it was impossible to see even one's fingers.
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Wow!
Another group of soldier souls rushed out of the black mist.
These soldier souls are either decapitated, missing arms or legs, or have broken stomachs and intestines, and their bodies are full of arrows. At first glance, they look like soldiers who died on the battlefield.
The people outside were already unable to hold on, and with so many fierce soldier souls rushing out, the situation immediately became critical.
Bang!
A long sword hit the white-browed monk hard, and a swastika-shaped golden light exploded from the white-browed monk's body. Although the amulet worked, the power of the soldier soul was too powerful, and the white-browed monk still vomited blood.
On the other side, the old man in yellow robe seemed to be unable to match the ferocious power of the soldier spirit, and was overwhelmed by the killing force.
These two are the strongest.
This is true for them, let alone others.
Yan Bing and others arrived one after another. When they saw this scene, they were shocked: "How come so many soldier souls came out?"
Any one of these soldier souls is a ghost king, comparable to a grandmaster, and in this ghostly place, these soldier souls are even more ferocious than ordinary grandmasters. Now a group of them come out, and the dragon group's current strength is simply unable to resist them.
"I'll do it!"
Long Xiaoshan sacrificed the black and white thunder seal.
Although the Black and White Thunder Seal was almost cracked after eating the Divine Whip last time, a spiritual weapon is a spiritual weapon, and even if it is damaged, it is still far more powerful than ordinary magical weapons.
He made a hand gesture, and the black and white thunder seals rushed into the air, expanding to several meters in diameter. The power of thunder gathered together, and immediately dispersed most of the surrounding black mist. Although the black mist was extremely ferocious, but facing the
Nemesis like thunder and lightning still stay away.
Boom!
The black and white thunder seal shook violently, and a thunderbolt as thick as a thigh snaked nine times and struck a fierce ghost soldier soul, crackling!
The soldier soul was blasted to pieces, and bursts of howling sounds came from the void. Even though it was smashed to pieces, the black mist dispersed by the soldier soul was still squirming, full of unyielding fighting spirit.
"What a powerful soldier spirit." Long Xiaoshan was surprised.
Even if the black and white thunder seal is damaged, it can easily kill a ghost king with one blow. After all, this is the magic weapon of Tianshi Tao.
Sure enough, the evil spirits that have been sealed for thousands of years in the Changping Ancient Battlefield, any one of them has such a strong will.
With a thought in Long Xiaoshan's mind, the black and white thunder seal once again blasted out a bolt of lightning, striking the broken evil soul. This time, the evil soul finally couldn't hold on, and the remaining ferocious thoughts were completely dispersed.
Long Xiaoshan soared into the sky, his clothes shook, and his whole body glowed with green light, like a fairy.
He controlled the black and white thunder seals and roamed the entire field. Thunders rumbled from the sky, and bright thunders fell down, hitting the fierce soldiers' souls and splitting them apart.
In the blink of an eye, the soldiers who rushed out were beaten to pieces by Long Xiaoshan.
After wiping out those soldier souls.
Long Xiaoshan flicked out jade talismans one after another with his fingers, and these jade talismans shot into the surrounding void. He stepped on the void, spread out his five fingers, and shouted: "Array up! Feng——"
Boom!
Golden lights all around rose up into the sky like stars, gathering on the dome, and the vitality surged like a tide, squeezing all the black mist. The black mist roared continuously, trying to break away the tide of vitality, and even turned into
The extremely ferocious devil statue had two horns on its head, causing the tide of vitality to continuously set off huge waves, causing a storm in the void to rage.
Long Xiaoshan snorted coldly.
A golden light shot out from the center of his eyebrows and turned into a golden Buddha's Dharma. Although his soul was damaged and the Dharma's power was less than one-third of its peak, the divine power was divine power.
As soon as the Dharma image came out, he pressed down with a palm and hit the huge ghost shadow of the devil.
Ouch——
The demon's phantom screamed and was torn apart by the Dharma. The resistance of the black mist's evil energy also weakened. It was forced by the tide of vitality to continuously compress, and finally all retreated back to the crack.
"town--"
Long Xiaoshan roared again, and the golden light shuttled across the crack, turning into countless tiny swastika characters, flowing and looming. Although the black mist was still trying to break out of the crack, it couldn't touch those swastika characters.
, there will be a golden light above, forcing the black mist back.
At this moment, the dust has settled and Longshan slowly falls.
There was a burst of cheers below. This time the seal broke out, much more violently than usual. There were so many fierce ghost soldiers and souls running out. I thought they would be unable to resist it. Who would have thought that an expert would appear halfway through?
This disaster was solved.
After Long Xiaoshan landed.
"Thank you, senior, for your help."
The yellow-robed old Taoist and the white-browed monk came forward to salute, and as they got closer, they were startled. They were so young, could they be some old weirdo with good looks.
Moreover, the white-browed monk always felt that the person in front of him had a kind face, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
Long Xiaoshan smiled at the white-browed monk: "Master Enlightenment, we meet again."
