Under the Ghost Spirit Sect, there is a huge basin, and this crack is the basin where the Silent Spot was sealed back then. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And at this time, there was a crack in the center of this huge basin, this crack was extremely deep, and there was no bottom in sight, no one knew how deep this crack was, not even the people of the Ghost Spirit Sect knew it.

At this time, there were streams of black gas overflowing from this crack, and there were pitch-black figures in this black qi, these figures were more powerful and more fierce than the battle spirits refined in the Ghost Spirit Sect.

This is clearly the same as the Necromancy, and the strength of the Necromancy, combined with such a large number, exudes a terrifying aura.

"The blood path is almost a third of the way open, and some peripheral necromancers can also come out of it!"

Standing beyond this crack was none other than Ding Luo.

Ding Luo's face was ecstatic.

There weren't many people who knew that the necronomicon was coming, and he was one of them.

And the reason why there are so many necromants in this place is precisely because this crack is connected to a ruin, which is the so-called ancient domain in their Ghost Spirit Sect, although this ancient domain has become ruins, there are also some fragments in it, and there are many treasures in these fragments.

So someone said that this should be an ancient battlefield, and in addition to treasures and ruins, there are also many dead gases, as well as these dead spirits.

The strength of the necromancer, a powerhouse comparable to the Great Martial Master Realm, and there are many ghost cultivators comparable to the Martial King Realm.

The ghost cultivation that contains spiritual wisdom can even release a unique ghost path technique, and even the peak of the Martial King Realm has to be carefully dealt with.

Ding Luo saw a stream of black qi gushing out of it, and his hands pinched out a strange trick, as his trick slowly pinched, blood lines gradually appeared around the basin, these lines flickered with blood, and these blood rays flickered from the surrounding to the crack in the basin.

And those blood patterns clearly exuded bursts of bloody aura, and they were actually led here by Ding Luo from the blood of the battle above, and then followed a strange trajectory into the crack.

As the blood entered, the black gas emanating from it became even thicker.

With the richness of this black qi, even that crack has a tendency to expand.

"Back then, Tianyan Sect used the evil qi of the ancient battlefield to seal the ancient demons and overcome the evil spirits, but they didn't expect that in the end, the three sects they differentiated were destroyed by the ancient demons, and today I used the ancient demons to forcibly break through the seal and get a powerful force from the cracks in the ancient battlefield, this power, I'm afraid even some forces in Zhongzhou can't be compared!"

Ding Luo's hand continued, and his blood and qi were full of light, and at this moment, a figure appeared on the edge of the crack, although this thing was also completely black, similar to the surrounding necromancers, but his face was extremely clear.

This person was a man, middle-aged man, his eyes were dark red, but his face was extremely indifferent, he saw Ding Luo, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

"You let us out?" The middle-aged man did not leave the crack, because there was a looming light mask in front of the middle-aged man.

"That's right, I want you to help me, I want to return to Zhongzhou, you will become one of the biggest forces in Zhongzhou!"

Ding Luo didn't have the slightest difference in his mouth for the middle-aged man, this middle-aged man should be a ghost cultivator who has awakened his senses.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and before he could speak, a tall man suddenly appeared next to the middle-aged man, this person snorted coldly, licked his lips with his scarlet tongue and said, "Just because you also want to enslave me, what do you think you are!" ”

And when this big man appeared, eight more people appeared behind him, and these eight people were shrouded in black fog, but their faces were all exposed, some men and women, and even different ages.

But they didn't speak, just looked at Ding Luo indifferently.

Ding Luo didn't care about the tone of the big man's speech, and when he stopped the law in his hand, he walked towards the crack in his steps, raised his hand and saw it, and pressed towards the crack.

Above this crack there was a forbidden formation that naturally repelled ghost cultivation.

This is like the separation of the two worlds, after all, after reaching the level of ghost cultivation, the strength of the necromantic is too strong, and it is also bloodthirsty and easy to kill, I am afraid that a border position like the Three Kingdoms will be slaughtered by the ghost cultivator in a moment, and even if the necromancer can be born, there will not be many, and there are only a dozen necromancers in Wuxin's hands back then.

Therefore, heaven and earth have an instinctive rejection of ghost cultivators, which should not appear in the world at all, and what Ding Luo has to do is to summon these ghost cultivators with a blood path, and then break this forbidden seal with his powerful power.

Once this forbidden seal is broken, then the world will inevitably attract blood and blood.

Just as Ding Luo walked towards the crack, a long arrow rumbled with the sound of wind and thunder.

Ding Luo naturally noticed the attack of the feather arrow for the first time, and he turned his head and looked at the sky.

Rumble.

The Ghost Spirit Sect of the building above directly cracked, and large pieces of rubble fell, and a chain like lightning pierced out of it, heading towards Ding Luo.

Ding Luo, raised his hand and pointed at it, and the majestic Xuan Force surged out along his fingers, and with the condensation of this Xuan Power, there were also powerful Xuan forces surging around him, merging into it.

A finger condensed in the little light, this finger was not big, and the moment it appeared, it was towards the chain of feathered arrows, and in the rumbling sound, a third of Ding Luo's fingers collapsed directly.

Ding Luo's eyes showed a look of shock, in seventeen years, the junior who was chased by him at the beginning had no way to enter the earth, and he actually had such strength.

Back then, he also used the soul needle to seal the opponent's strength, but he still let the other party reach such a level, which made him can't help but be a little vigilant in his heart, and put away his previous contempt.

Ding Luo's whole body immediately surged, and when his fingers completely collapsed, and most of the feather arrows were dimmed, he punched out.

Rumble.

The feather arrow directly collapsed and turned into a little bit of light and dispersed.

But Ding Luo's face was still slammed to one side, and there was a wound on his right hand, and the appearance of this wound made his face a little difficult to look at.

The junior of that year had injured him recently, which made him a little unacceptable, you must know that in the past seventeen years, he has reached the late stage of the Martial King Realm, if it weren't for the opening of the blood path and letting these dead spirits and ghosts cultivate out, he would have already recovered to the Martial Emperor Realm of the year, and although he did not reach the Martial Emperor Realm, after absorbing Ren Longyuan's soul, he also easily reached the peak of the Martial King Realm, and he was only one step away from the Martial Emperor Realm, with such strength, even if he was of the same level, it was impossible for him to be easily injured, let alone Ji Hai.

But now he was injured, injured at the hands of a person who had not reached the realm of the Martial King.