"Whether you can take them back or not depends on your ability. It's not that easy to get tens of thousands of evil ghosts. But even if you take them back, there won't be much left here."
King Fengdu followed the steps taught by Demon Ancestor and recited the incantation again, pulled all the magic power out of his body and poured it into the soul-stealing gun. Then there was a different kind of scream, this time it was from the black mist.
Being tightly sucked by the soul-stealing gun, there is nowhere to escape,
The black mist tightened quickly, and finally all entered the soul-stealing gun. After the black gas entered the gun body, it seemed that it was unwilling to give in. It trembled violently and was about to lose control. King Fengdu bit his finger and wiped the blood on it.
Only then did the soul-stealing gun stabilize on the gun head.
Let’s look at the scene after the black mist dissipated. There were no corpses, only white bones. Some bones had not been chewed clean and there were shreds of meat and organs hanging on them. One of the right guardian’s eyeballs fell out and hung on his face, leaving only ribs on his body.
The wolf head of the left protector can still be distinguished, but the other parts have disappeared.
After that, King Fengdu stayed in the Dragon Chariot. It was too risky to attack the black tower, so King Fengdu didn't try it. He was just familiar with the original technique.
The Demon Ancestor did not explain in detail how to use the Qingqiu Clan, and was returned to the Qiankun Bag by King Fengdu. The Qingqiu Clan is a place that all immortal cultivators are familiar with. It was here that King Fengdu was extradited to become an immortal. The so-called origin and destruction,
The Emperor of Heaven probably had this intention in choosing this place.
At this time, the Wolf King also came to help, and he used his special move, the Heavenly Wolf Divine Fist. This punch caused landslides and rocks to break. King Fengdu moved his body and did not block the attack. Sirius missed the blow, and increased
He punched out with both fists, and the punch was so strong and fierce that anyone else would have been penetrated by him at this speed.
But his opponent was King Fengdu, so he was a little slower. King Fengdu was already behind him, and the head of the soul-stealing gun was pointed at his heart. Sirius was shocked, and grabbed the head of the gun with his backhand. King Fengdu turned the soul-stealing gun,
Sirius's palm was cut by a sharp blade, and blood flowed out. Despite this, he still held on to the head of the gun, preventing it from moving forward even half an inch.
Even if Tianlang has such power, he can burst out with such powerful power even if his hand is injured. King Fengdu poured magic power into the soul-stealing gun, but it still failed to change.
"Hmph! Don't waste any effort. Even if you pour all your mana into it, you won't be able to make any progress."
King Fengdu ignored him and continued to cast spells, with a smile on his lips: "Do you really think I am trying to penetrate your defense? Ten thousand ghosts and monsters!"
Those evil spirits had been tortured unbearably by the magic power of King Fengdu. They were released all at once, and their anger became even more fierce. They suddenly expanded and exploded, burying Sirius in the black mist.
Tianlang knew how powerful these black mists were, so he protected Chang Wuyou's vital points and rushed in the direction. He knew that subduing evil spirits was Chang Wuyou's strong point, not to mention that he also had the Nine Heavens Wuji Banner in his hand. King Fengdu also saw this and waited for Chang Wuyou.
He took action only when he was far away. Of course, he wouldn't be given a chance to ask for help. He fired the soul-stealing gun at the black mist.
The center was stabbed, and a wolf howl came from the center of the black mist. The blood spurted out made the black mist even more excited, and it rushed to the center to bite. King Fengdu could hear the sound of gnawing bones, and there was another heartbreaking sound.
The screams, I think the magic protection just now didn't hurt the skin, now I'm afraid there's nothing left
The only ones left alive are the two clan leaders. Although they still have signs of life, their limbs are not intact, and their bones and muscles are clearly visible. King Fengdu has seen many war scenes, but he has never seen such a disgusting demon coming to defeat the enemy.
The soldiers were even more shocked by the scene before them, and some couldn't help but vomit.
"If I had known that your magic was so disgusting, I wouldn't have used it at all." Only they could hear the conversation between King Fengdu and Demon Ancestor.
Ling'er came out of the dragon chariot and hurried to help the leader of the Qingqiu clan.
"Grandpa, you can't defeat him, let's surrender."
"Ling'er, why are you here?"
"The devil brought me here."
King Fengdu looked at him coldly,
"Old fox, I gave you a chance, and now I'm going to give you another chance. Do you want to kill yourself or let me do it?"
"Demon Lord, I am willing to surrender to Fengdu City, please spare my life."
"It's late."
"You like Ling'er, right? I can give Ling'er to you. She is the most precious treasure of the Qingqiu clan."
"Shameless!"
When King Fengdu spoke, the soul-stealing gun had already been thrust out, and the next thing was the sound of metal rubbing against flesh and blood, but what penetrated was Ling'er's body.
Before Ling'er could react, the leader of the Qingqiu clan acted as a human shield in front of her. Ye Long's shadow flashed before her eyes, and the intense pain reminded her that she didn't have much time left.
When the soul-stealing gun kills the opponent, it will absorb the opponent's soul and use the resentment of the soul to increase its attack power. Ling'er looked at King Fengdu with pleading eyes and said the last words: Take me to find Ye Long.
Ling'er's soul entered the gun body, causing the soul-stealing gun to resonate and buzz again. Her body changed back to its original shape, and strangely, a green light burst out from her body and shot straight into the sky. After the light, an emerald green light burst into the sky.
The beads slowly rise, becoming round and transparent like water.
"Blue Dragon Pearl!"
King Fengdu grasped it empty-handedly, and the Green Dragon Pearl came into his hand, "You actually hid the Green Dragon Pearl in Ling'er's demon pill. No wonder the people of the Green Dragon Clan couldn't find it. You even did it to your own relatives.
, Keeping you will only bring harm to more people. Come here, take the leader of the wolf clan and parade him through the streets for three days. The leader of the Qingqiu clan will be chopped into meat paste on the spot and thrown into the underworld to feed the evil spirits."
King Fengdu could no longer hear the begging for mercy from the Qingqiu clan leader, because he was in an extremely bad mood for accidentally killing Ling'er. He only remembered Ling'er's last words, and maybe this was the only thing he could do.
Returning to Yujizi's supreme space, an old Taoist priest blocked the way of Ye Long and others.
"Who are you"
The three of them stared at that person defensively
"Penglai Immortal Envoy Jing Zhen" the Taoist snorted coldly.
"Another Penglai Immortal Envoy," Ye Long narrowed his eyes. Legend has it that this Jing Zhen was a warrior in the heavenly realm, but he defected before the battle and his whereabouts were unknown.
"Why are you here?"
"I am concentrating on cultivating Taoism here. If you disturb me, you must die to apologize."
Ye Long sneered and silenced the murderer with such high-sounding words, "Senior, please forgive me for coming down here to pick up one thing and then leave. I will not reveal any trace of my senior when I go out."
"Only the dead will not tell anyone, and none of you can even think of leaving."
"Ye Long, why are you talking nonsense to this kind of person? He's so unreasonable. Let me deal with him."
Zhou Ang sneered and took out the ebony Tang Dao, stepped forward and pointed at Jing Zhen, "Old man, get out of the way and spare your life."
Instead of retreating, Jing Zhen took an extra step forward. He opened the umbrella in his hand without haste. The umbrella frame shone red and should have been made of refined black iron. On the oily yellow body of the umbrella, there was a green dragon with teeth and claws dancing in the clouds and spreading rain.