"It's too late! Come with me, kid." "Ahu" laughed slyly and grabbed Gu Qing with both hands.
"ah!"
The sudden change occurred, and before "Ahu" could touch Gu Qing's body, the black halberd slashed across the man's neck and cut off his head directly.
The body and head were in a different place, and the void turned into smoke. The physical body of "Ahu" dissipated. As the black smoke condensed, a man with a grimace mask appeared in the eyes of everyone.
"Boy, when did you find out?" The man with the grimace said gloomily, looking at Gu Qing with a look of surprise in his eyes.
You must know that he swallowed Ahu's soul and condensed his flesh and blood. This secret technique is unique to the Nether Sect. Only the two ancient religions and the Nether Sect have been in conflict for many years to see through the illusion. How can the world see through his true identity.
Holding the euphorbia in his hand, Gu Qing's face was solemn and he said in a deep voice: "You think I am a three-year-old child? When I separated from this person, I was millions of miles away. He was just a monk who gave birth to a child.
How could he appear in front of me at such a fast speed?"
"Besides, it's a small trick, but it's just a mutation of witchcraft. How can you deceive me?"
As Gu Qing finished speaking, the grimace's eyes were dull. After ten breaths, he suddenly roared at Gu Qing: "Witchcraft? You actually know witchcraft? Who are you?"
Looking at the shocked face of the man with a grimace, Gu Qing's lips curled up with disdain and said: "Everyone in the world thinks that the Nether Sect can communicate with the Nine Netherworlds, but in fact it is just spreading rumors. Watching your aura is a method of cultivating the wizard lineage, but
Witchcraft has been cursed by heaven and has disappeared for eternity. You and other members of the Netherworld Sect must have borrowed life from the dead to perform such heresy, right?"
"It's a pity that witchcraft is the best in ancient and modern times, but in the hands of your Netherworld Sect, it has evolved into a heretical technique. Your Netherworld Sect is indeed worthy of death."
"You...are you a descendant of the wizard lineage?" The man with a ghost face was extremely shocked. The biggest secret of the Nether Sect was actually revealed by this person. This also made the man with a ghost face feel fear and roared at Gu Qing.
In ancient times, the Nether Sect has been standing in the Northern Territory, and its supreme inheritance is a book of witchcraft. However, the wizard lineage has been cursed by heaven. Not to mention practicing its methods, even performing deduction techniques will consume its own life.
This sect takes a different approach, using human beings as sacrifices to evolve witchcraft into another kind of magic. This kind of magic is called underworld magic by the people of Netherworld Sect. Although it cannot reproduce the glory of witchcraft, its weirdness also frightens the world.
Since ancient times, the Netherworld Sect has had a supreme decree. If it encounters a true descendant of a wizard, it will definitely capture him, because the supreme inheritance of the wizard lineage, Wu Tian Jue, is a must-have for the Netherworld Sect.
Beitian City was massacred overnight, and the method was similar to that of the Nether Sect. However, the Nether Sect did not massacre the city, and the only person who could do this was the true successor of witchcraft.
The conversation between the two made Su Xiaochen very happy, and the look in his eyes towards Gu Qing was filled with excitement.
"Boy, hand over the Wu Tian Jue, and I will spare your life." The man with the grimace said in a low voice. If you listen carefully, you will find that his words have a faint tremor.
It’s no wonder that the man with a ghost face is so excited. Since ancient times, the Nether Sect has been searching hard for descendants of the wizard lineage in order to obtain the supreme inheritance of Wu Tian Jue. However, for two epochs, there has been no clue.
Today he learned that Gu Qing is the successor of witchcraft, and the secret of witchcraft must be in this person, how could he not be excited.
"Ghost face, as long as I, Su Xiaochen, am here, how can I let you hurt this little friend?" Su Xiaochen couldn't let go of such an opportunity to show his kindness to Gu Qing. He took a step forward and confronted Ghost Face.
Such a situation made Ghost Face suddenly wake up. At this moment, he was not the only one but a semi-immortal figure. People from two major ancient religions were also here. They wanted to take this person away and find out the whereabouts of Wu Tianjue. It would be even more difficult.
"Su Xiaochen, I advise you not to make mistakes. This person has a great relationship with our Nether Sect. If you stop me today, you will be starting a war with our Nether Sect on behalf of Qingtian Pavilion. I'm afraid you can't bear this responsibility.
." Ghostface made a gloomy sound, reminding Su Xiaochen.
Su Xiaochen's face froze when he heard the ghost face's words. At their level, he could tell if his words were full of deception. Hearing the serious meaning of the ghost face's words, he was not deceiving him. This also made Su Xiaochen feel hesitant, wondering whether he should do it or not.
Having such evil consequences with the Netherworld Cult.
After all, the two ancient religions share the same background. If a war started over this person, the consequences would be unimaginable.
After a full ten breaths, Su Xiaochen suddenly smiled, his voice was extremely determined.
"So what if we start a war? Are we, the Qingtian Pavilion, afraid of you and the Netherworld Sect?" Su Xiaochen shouted loudly, having already made a decision in his heart. Compared with the matter of the Pavilion Master, even if the two sects fight, he will not hesitate.
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"Ha ha."
In such a solemn atmosphere, Gu Qing laughed loudly, took a step forward, and looked at the ghost face with amusement in his eyes.
"It's just a ghost trick, you want to capture me?" Gu Qing said playfully, looking at the ghost face with eyes as if he were looking at a dead person.
As Gu Qing finished speaking, not only did Su Xiaochen look stunned, but even the old man in white and Luo Xiaotian looked at Gu Qing with doubts in their eyes. They looked at Gu Qing as if they were looking at a madman. Does he know what he is talking about?
This ghost face is the law enforcement elder of the Nether Sect, and he is a legendary figure in the first level of the semi-immortal realm. Even though Gu Qing has strong combat power, how can he be his opponent in the face of this real semi-immortal figure.
Ignoring everyone's surprised looks, Gu Qing whispered: "The world is afraid of you, the Nether Sect, but in my eyes, you are just ants."
"Boy, you're looking for death." Gloomy said, his anger rising sharply. This was Ghost Face's mood at the moment.
For thousands of years, he has been the law-enforcement elder of the Nether Sect. Wherever he goes, people respect him. Not to mention disrespecting him, even if he is slightly neglectful, he will be killed casually. This man actually said such nonsense to him, and he deserves to die.
"Little friend, you..."
Before Su Xiaochen could speak, Gu Qing waved his hand and interrupted his words: "If this person were a senior, I would naturally not be his opponent. Unfortunately, he will never understand the difference between master and servant, and what is the order of priority.
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Jie Jie Jie!
The dark wind howled, the dim light surged, and the world for millions of miles suddenly became dark. All he could see was ghost faces laughing slyly, and many ghostly faces appeared around him. The shrill and wailing sound seemed to turn the world for millions of miles into a dead zone.
"Boy, if you swallow your soul, you will naturally be able to inherit the Wu Tian Jue. Today I want you to die."
The souls of the dead were wailing, the wind was howling, and the world was dead silent for millions of miles, which also made the faces of the people in the tea shed extremely solemn.
Looking at the ghostly face showing his cultivation, Su Xiaochen's eyes were solemn and he had already made a decision in his heart. When it came time for Gu Qing to live or die, he would definitely come to his rescue, which would make this person owe him a share of karma.
"Die!"
The ghosts from all over the sky howled down, and the shrill and pitiful howling sound cracked one's eardrums.
This terrifying sight did not frighten Gu Qing in the slightest. The corners of his mouth turned up in amusement, and then he slowly shook his head and said: "This kind of power is indeed terrifying, but it's a pity that you chose the wrong person."
Wu Tian Jue rotated slowly, and Gu Qing's whole body bloomed with light. He strolled towards this person, not even looking at the countless souls.
Jie Jie Jie!
The ghosts laughed miserably and shrilly, and all the endless souls rushed towards Gu Qing and bit him away. At this moment, Gu Qing's footsteps stopped, a sad look flashed across his eyes, and his lips moved slightly, and the sound of the heavens chanting sutras was heard.
Throughout the world.
"Nine Netherworlds save the souls of the dead. A boat kills a young man. There are two lamps in front of the deceased. One is dim and the other is bright. One light illuminates the path to the world. The other shines through the Nine Netherworld Gate. Life and death are unknown. In ancient times,
The ancient heaven and earth, the ancient universe, the ancient years, the ancient moon, the ancient time, how can we see immortal people nowadays..."
The Nine Nether Soul Song, the ghost soul retreats, and all evils are not invaded. This is the method of calming the soul, and it is also the method of salvation. Since ancient times, Qing has been practicing Wu Tian Jue every day. This Nine Nether Soul Song also made him feel deeply.
At this moment, it is finally sublimated to the extreme.
Wow wow wow!
The waves were turbulent, the underworld was shaking, and a turbid river appeared in the void. Although it was a virtual shadow, it condensed into substance, making strangers look in awe.
This is the home of all living things and the resting place for the souls of the dead.
"Huang... Huang Quan Xuying... you... you can actually practice Wu Tian Jue?" Looking at the scene in the void, the ghost face screamed in horror, and the whole body was trembling.
He couldn't help but think of a legend in the sect. When Wu Tian Jue reappeared in the world, the Nether Sect would definitely be destroyed and turned into ashes. Just because the wizard lineage seized the heavenly essence of the world and reversed the power of time and space. With such a supreme inheritance, how could the Nether Sect be allowed to tarnish it like this?
name.
Ignoring the grimace and the horrifying words, Gu Qing's face was miserable, and he had the image of compassion. The Nine Nether Soul Song was still playing, and in the yellow spring that penetrated the sky, a vast warship came slowly, which also made everyone's faces dull.
It took me a long time to come back to my senses.
"How can we find the method of immortality? The long and leisurely Huangquan saves the souls of the dead, ancient ancestors, paper boats, the Six Paths of Reincarnation and Rebirth..."
In the vast underworld, eighteen phantoms appeared in it. They were ten thousand feet tall, and they screamed sadly along with the Nine Nether Soul Song. As the vast warship got closer and closer, its scene was truly reflected in the endless void.
Black, the ultimate black. Broken and mottled, like paper. This vast warship bloomed with endless light, and it turned out to be just a paper boat. The warship rose and fell with the underworld, as if it was about to be submerged in the turbid river water at any time.
Wow wow wow!
A huge wave hit the sky, and the black paper boat swam down. Eighteen thousands-foot-long phantoms slowly rose up. They condensed into the void. Although their faces could not be seen clearly, the vicissitudes of life and desolation around them filled the world.
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"The soul returns to the soul, and you will be reborn in reincarnation. You will be restrained by others and sink into the sea of misery in the world. From now on, you will board the other shore and enter this reincarnation. Don't be persistent." Gu Qing took seven steps in a row and suddenly appeared on the bow of the ship. Seven stars
At the feet of the magic circle's manifestation, the black paper boat was finally anchored in the underworld.
"The Sutra of the Living...the Dharma of the Dead...the song of salvation in the boundless world...the souls of the dead disperse...the howling of the ghosts...don't look back when you return to the Nine Netherworld...the Wangxiang Terrace...the tears are shed...there is so much sadness in the world..."
As the sound of the chanting of the ancient green heavens rang out, the black energy of the endless ghosts dissipated, and holy light emerged around them. This luster of the ghosts reflected the endless heaven and earth, and endless humanoid shadows all rushed towards the black paper boat. They carried
Sitting on the board of the boat, the aura around him was extremely peaceful.