What a terrible seal, he can be regarded as a master of formations. He set up a mountain protection formation in Wanlong Mountain and even a master cannot easily enter.
However, compared with the formation seal here, it is not enough to describe it as a small witch.
It is worthy of being the ancient formation that sealed the ancient battlefield of Changping. I don’t know how extraordinary the person who set up the formation was. This is no longer the level of the light formation. The formation that can be set up must have super strength to cooperate.
He said in a deep voice: "This should be a crack in the inner layer of the seal. The passage just now and the arch are connected to the formation gate. If I guess correctly, entering through this formation gate will be truly Changping
It’s the ancient battlefield, we were just on the periphery of the formation.”
"I found the crack in the formation so quickly." Everyone showed surprise.
"Then we can fix the place and solve the evil disaster in Changping."
A hint of doubt appeared on Master Wudao's face: "If you just repair this formation gate, how could Murong Ye and the others disappear?"
Everyone also showed a strange look. Although they had encountered many Yin soldiers and even the undead generals when they came in, Murong Ye and the others were not ordinary people. Even if these Yin soldiers were powerful, they would not be able to make Murong Ye.
They were all missing, which was too underestimated by the leader of the Dragon Group and the masters who came in, and there were no bodies of Murong Ye and others here.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes flashed and he said lightly: "Of course it's not that simple. How big is the ancient battlefield of Changping? The battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people died is obviously very huge. A formation gate like this is just one of them.
If I read it right, there are at least hundreds of such array gates. We just happened to come here and saw a broken array gate."
Everyone's faces changed: "In other words, we have to find other array gates to check their rupture."
Long Xiaoshan nodded.
He was even more worried in his heart, but that was just a guess, and he didn't want to just say it out and hurt morale.
He said: "At least we are lucky. We found a crack so quickly. We should repair the seal here first."
Everyone answered.
Around this formation gate, we began to check for the rupture.
While Long Xiaoshan and others were repairing the formation gate, two black figures stood in the other formation gate passage in the Changping ancient battlefield, with ghost energy swaying around them and the wind yelling.
One of them was wearing a crown and wearing a gilded robe. He took a deep breath like an emperor. The evil spirit was sucked into his stomach like a long whale. An oily ghost fire in his eyes burned: "What a strong
The evil spirit is indeed worthy of being the ancient battlefield of Changping, and it is being used to feed me the three thousand ghost troops."
He sacrificed a black flag and stirred it hard. The flag suddenly made a whimpering sound, and a large amount of evil spirits surged from all directions.
All of them poured into the black banner. The black banner seemed to have taken a big tonic. The storm surged, and it was more than ten feet high. There were countless ghost heads on the banner, densely packed, making people's scalp numb.
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All these ghost heads were open with their mouths wide open, greedily swallowing the influx of evil spirits.
As they swallowed, the ghost heads became clearer and their faces became more and more ferocious. They were about to come out and roared on the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
Gui Ming, who was beside him, watched the Ghost Emperor swallowing the evil spirit, with great force.
Ghost fire flashed in my eyes.
He also wanted to absorb these evil spirits.
But he had long discovered that the evil spirit here was too strong and he would be confused. He was not a ghost cultivation, so he did not dare to use the evil spirit here to practice. It was like drinking poison to quench thirst, even if his strength soared, in the end,
They will also lose their minds, just like the Yin soldiers here.
But the Ghost Emperor is in charge of Fengdu and specializes in practicing the ghost path.
Hundreds of years ago, he was the most famous ghost leader.
If he is not a monk who has become a monk halfway, he will naturally have a way to restrain the resentment here.
Wow!
Several ghost soldiers were killed in the dark, extremely fierce.
The long spear swept across, and the murderous aura was everywhere.
"Ghost Emperor." Gui Ming knew the power of these ghost soldiers well and even flashed behind the Ghost Emperor.
The Ghost Emperor of Fengdu looked at these extremely ferocious ghost soldiers, his eyes lit up. When the Ten Thousand Soul Banners were stirred, dense black smoke suddenly rushed out of the black banners, turning into hundreds of ghost soldiers, surrounding the ghost soldiers.
The ghost soldiers swept their swords and easily cut the ghost soldiers close to them into two halves. The ghost soldiers were twisted and wanted to gather together.
"kill!"
A murderous thought like substance rushed out, and the long spear was surrounded by red blood, like a meat grinder, strangling all the twisted ghost soldiers into nothingness and completely dissipated.
Several Yin soldiers rushed left and right.
Although the number of ghost soldiers released by the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu was ten times that of theirs, they were killed by these Ghost soldiers, and there was almost no general in one round.
"What a strong murderous aura, what a fierce Yin soldiers. If he could conquer three thousand Yin soldiers, who else could stop this world?" The eyes of the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu shot a crazy light.
The power of these ghost soldiers is far beyond his imagination. Although he is known as the Ghost Emperor, the ghost realm has always declined. He, the Ghost Emperor, can only hide in Fengdu and dare not step out of his nest for hundreds of years, for fear of being wiped out.
But these ghost soldiers allowed him to see the hope of great rejuvenation in the ghost path.
Even Bai Qi's blood is secondary. After all, those legends are too empty, and he can't believe the person Gui Ming.
But these ghost soldiers are right in front of you.
If he can conquer three thousand, even the innate real person can kill him.
What other blood will be needed at that time?
"receive!"
The Emperor of Fengdu used the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and a huge suction force surged out of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. The ghost soldiers were pulled by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, roaring and swinging the long spear. The strong fierce and fierce aura actually resisted the suction force tightly.
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"Hmph!" The Emperor of Ghost in Fengdu bounced out, and ghost ropes appeared on the Yin soldiers, biting them tightly, and pulling them towards the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
These ghost soldiers are indeed extremely fierce.
But the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu is the Great Emperor of Ghost. He has been practicing for five hundred years and has extremely powerful magic power. How could a few ghost soldiers resist it? Although they struggled hard, they still could not escape the pull of the ghost rope and pulled it to the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners.
It was about to be sucked in by the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners.
A few ghost soldiers suddenly had a flash of blood in their eyes, and then their bodies exploded. A terrifying and desperate aura of resentment hit, blowing up a large number of ghost soldiers around them to pieces, and even the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners were affected.
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"Damn it!"
The Ghost Emperor of Fengdu has made great calculations, but he didn't count that these ghost soldiers would actually explode themselves. It was so tragic that he would rather explode themselves than be subdued by him.
Gui Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He also saw that these ghost soldiers were so powerful. If the Ghost Emperor really conquered an army of ghost soldiers, then he would be dead and had no use value. How could the Ghost Emperor let him live?