Neither the Laoshan Magic Sect nor the Teutonic Knights had similar magical weapons that could carry so many people flying, so they could only watch Fu Yang and others leave. Some of them had bad tempers and were so angry that they were so angry.
There were also several golden elixir sword pills with powerful auras. After chasing the mountain and river seal for a certain distance, they saw that they had no choice but to turn back without success.
Fu Yang was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Before, I was in the open and the enemy was in the dark. These guys were hiding and doing some conspiracies. Now, we finally have the initiative! We have gained a lot."
Next to them, Li Wuhuan and Du Buhuo nodded.
This sudden attack on the enemy not only killed many powerful men from the Laoshan Magic Sect and the Teutonic Knights, but also captured their souls. I believe that a lot of useful information will be extracted...
In the valley.
Holding the lion's roaring sword in his hand, the burly Pratt looked up at the distant traces of mountains and rivers on the horizon. His eyes were filled with light and his expression was serious.
"Pratt, didn't even you, the Thuringian Lion, leave any intruders behind?"
An old voice sounded beside him.
I saw an old Taoist priest wearing a typical Laoshan Taoist robe and with his hair pulled into a Taoist bun walking over. Although he was old, he gave people a domineering and majestic feeling. It seemed that his status in the Laoshan sect was not low.
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Platt retracted his gaze and put away the Lion's Roar Sword in his hand. He looked at the old man and said calmly: "Elder Situ, if you move faster, maybe we can catch an invading enemy together and prevent them all from running away.
Lose."
"Hmph! Listening to what you said, are you blaming me?"
"Each other."
Pratt has a soft smile, but he still speaks Chinese very fluently.
Another middle-aged Taoist priest quickly came out to smooth things over.
"Okay, okay, Pratt and Elder Situ, both of them are highly respected and powerful practitioners. Now that we are allies, it is best not to have internal strife. The enemies who are attacking are indeed powerful. Especially the leaders.
I am afraid that I am in the same league as the two of you. The other party is prepared, so we may have to inform the sect leader and the Ten Thousand Gods Sect."
His words eased the somewhat deadlocked situation.
Elder Situ nodded and stroked the long beard on his chin: "What you said makes some sense. If it weren't for the fact that the sect master and the others were going to make important arrangements for a few days, these clowns would never come back!"
I have to say that Fu Yang and others are indeed very lucky.
When they came to make a sneak attack, it happened to be the time when most of the truly top experts from the Laoshan Magic Sect and the Teutonic Knights had left. Only a few people, including Pratt and Elder Situ, were left standing guard.
Otherwise, I'm afraid it wouldn't have gone so smoothly...
Although it wouldn’t be said to be a complete failure, I’m afraid it will take a lot of effort. Maybe even a few former Zero Team members may be sacrificed!
Somewhere hidden.
Fu Yangweike, Du Buhuo, Li Wuhuan and others gathered together.
They can't wait to start interrogating the souls of those guys who were captured!
“Mountains upon mountains!”
"The art of breaking the world of ghosts!"
Du Buhuo and Wei Ke used the sealing method at the same time, cutting off contact with the outside world and turning this place into a small, secret space.
Then, the killed disciples of the Laoshan Magic Sect and the Teutonic Knights were released. For a moment, the entire small space was full of ghosts and shadows, and there were gusts of sinister wind.
"Damn it! How young are you, how dare you attack us?"
"You are dead! No matter it is me, Laoshan, or the Teutonic Knights, you can't afford to offend me."
"That's right! Kneel down quickly and beg for mercy, and maybe I can spare your life."
The ghosts of these practitioners were shouting angrily.
Although they have lost their bodies, they can be considered "death". But for cultivators, as long as their souls are gone, it is not considered true death - unless they are discovered by the strong men in the underworld and dragged directly into the underworld.
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Fu Yang directly raised his hand, and the power of the ghost burst out, forming a black palm. He slapped the Western white man who shouted the loudest...
Snapped!
A crisp slap sounded.
The power of the ghost is inherently restrained against such ghostly ghosts. In addition to being able to devour them, it can also attack them easily. It is easier to use than other types of spells!
"You hit me, how dare you hit me!"
Fu Yang sneered: "Do you dare to hit you? Don't you have some compulsion in your heart?"
Next to him, Wei Ke felt helpless towards his husband who liked to show off. He could only vaguely roll his eyes. Then he said seriously: "Okay, let me extract their soul memories."
With that said, Wei Ke no longer restrained his aura, and all the powerful and oppressive aura of the Ghost King's later period was released! It was like a landslide, a tsunami, and a flood.
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang!
The ghosts of these cultivators were all unable to control themselves, their bodies became weak one by one, and they were forced to kneel down by the breath of the superiors - they didn't want to kneel, but they had to kneel!
Because, even if they were powerful during their lifetime, there were many real people of the Three Pills and Four Pills among them. But shortly after their death, there was a period of adaptation period, and their magic power was not strong. And they were already ghosts. Facing Wei Ke,
The "brutal" ghost king is naturally suppressed.
Kneel down when you say kneel down...
let's start!
Wei Ke's beautiful and ethereal big eyes became as dark as ink at this moment. They were also longer and narrower than normal, giving them an eerie and cold feeling.
Poof!
The nails on her hands suddenly swelled at this moment and became very long. They were dark and sharp, shining with a jade-like luster. While they were ferocious and terrifying, they also had an indescribable sense of charm.
"With the honor of the Ghost King, I summon your souls! In the name of the underworld, I gain your memories! The souls are coming back, and the souls are coming back. I am the Ghost King, suppressing all directions."
Wei Ke recited obscure spells in his mouth, and waved his black jade-like hands towards the souls of the Laoshan Magic Sect members and Teutonic Knights who were forced to kneel on the ground.
Their originally angry and frightened eyes became hollow and confused at this moment. Wisps of gray mist rose from their seven orifices, forming information pictures one after another.
Perhaps because the status of these ingested souls is not too high, the plans they come into contact with are not complete. Everyone understands only part of it.
However, with the power of Wei Ke's Ghost King, the memories of these souls were quickly combined!
In the end, these different information pictures were spliced together by Weico...
As a result, Fu Yang and others next to him finally learned the truth about all recent events! And the outline of the hidden conspiracy.
Fu Yang looked shocked and blurted out: "That's it! These evil heretics actually came up with this idea." (Second update)