"Since you are looking for death, of course I will not stop you."

Hehe sneered a few times.

Minglie converged on the cyan flames on the surface of his body, quietly sneaked into the group of tens of thousands of evil fire spirits, and sneaked towards the direction where Yulin was, waiting for the opportunity.

Half a moment later, when Yulin's spiritual power weakened and he had to swallow the elixir.

Zhang Bing, who had been staring at Minglie's deeds with blazing eyes, saw the opportunity and let out a loud cry when his mouth was neutral.

"Kill!"

The voice passed through the mirror and into Myeongyeol's mind.

He burst out in response, and the faint green flame, under the extraordinary fire control ability of his fire spirit body, condensed into a blade with a lotus pattern, and stabbed towards Yulin's back.

This kind of green flame, called Bilian Sensenyan, also known as Qinglian fire, is of extremely high grade, with extraordinary strange firepower, evil degree, and above the evil fire.

Once the flesh is burned, it can easily plunder the vitality, causing the essence and blood to condense in an instant, turning into a pill similar to a lotus seed.

The pill can be consumed, but it is directly refined from the body of a living being, which is extremely cruel and terrifying.

Just when he was about to kill the rain, Zhang Bing suddenly felt cold in his heart, and his back was drenched in sweat.

A wisp of desperate murder quietly emerged, captured by his keen senses, making his back, like a pinprick, with large goosebumps.

"Whoosh!"

A scorching aurora suddenly spread out of the void.

The light pierced through his right palm at a seemingly slow speed. and burned all the veins on the palm of his hand, and completely shattered the cyan treasure mirror and melted it into liquid.

Immediately, in front of Zhang Bing's eyes, the ghostly aurora broke through the sky again, piercing Minglie's body at an uncatchable speed, and with only a moment's effort, it released a white light flame, burning Minglie to ashes, leaving only a trace of remnant soul wailing and flying out.

"Burn, burn? What kind of flame is this, even the fire spirit can be burned to death. ”

Zhang Bing's pupils shrank suddenly, revealing a look of disbelief.

touched his pierced palm again, and the cold sweat behind him was evaporated with fear in an instant.

The aurora is terrifyingly powerful, and it can easily melt into his hands, surpassing the magic weapon level, and the treasure mirror of good material is good.

Even Ming Lie, who was in the fire domain and occupied the body of the Qinglian fire, was completely wiped out, and his strength was beyond imagination, and he couldn't compete with it, this must be a monk sent by Tianmen.

The reason why Minglie is left with a trace of weakness and may disappear at any time, and there is no possibility of even taking away the remnant soul is obviously a warning.

Warn yourself not to do any more crooked thoughts, otherwise, it will be difficult to die.

I didn't expect that Tianmen would let such a cultivator escort his disciples, which is really ...... "luxury".

Under the threat of his life, Zhang Bing honestly floated in place, motionless, and even the wounds on his hands were left behind and did not dare to treat them.

I had to watch as the countless evil fire spirits who had been summoned but lost their leadership turned into ashes one by one under the hooves of the ghost cavalry of the underworld.

"Almost."

"The next move is that move, fighting against the junior brother, the newly conceived move, if it succeeds, it will be able to take a big step forward in the combination of killing intent and ghost art."

After slaughtering 100,000 fire spirits, Yu Lin smiled with satisfaction.

The thoughts were turbulent, and the majestic killing intent accumulated turned into a black and bright chain, which followed the talisman array and wrapped around the armor of the Shura, and the tip of the chain mercilessly pierced into the body through the gap in the armor, locking the bones.

With a muffled snort, Yulin's hot essence blood gushed out, staining the stomach red.

Countless black flames spread out in all directions

More than 100,000 of them, the fire spirits who died here rose to the sky, and the yin qi was trembling, turning into a river in a trance, and seemed to be connected to the other side of the underworld.

Three huge ghosts in a row, on Yulin's body, slowly rose.

Eerie and ghostly, the ultimate femininity contains a kind of hard and tyrannical murderous aura.

All of them are war generals and ghost kings, each one, at least more than fifty meters, a bloody armor and weapons, and they are mighty.

"Sacrifice 100,000 souls, and the evil fire reflects the sky."

"Soul Sacrifice Ghost Technique, out!"

With a cry, the rain cast a ghost spell, and the gloomy 100,000 fire spirits melted like resin, and the soul river was as viscous.

The three ghost kings roared angrily, strode forward, bathed in the river of souls, their bodies were washing, becoming transparent and void, and their breath became lighter and lighter.

With a rough breath, the rain poured on the sky lines on his forehead, releasing strange colors.

The Nine-Pattern Book of Killing Intent flew out of it and landed on the River of Souls, releasing a terrifying killing intent.

The next moment, a pale arm stretched out from the void above the Soul River.

As soon as the ghost hand came out, the 88,000 unyielding battle soul ghost cavalry all roared and turned into phantoms, falling beside him, volleying into countless huge blades of strange shapes, bowing down to listen to his orders.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, killing intent surging, and the breath of forest white, swept across the sky.

Zhang Bing's body was cold.

After sacrificing 100,000 souls and having a killing intent as a guide, he has already seen what kind of monster the rain has called.

Is that...... The bloody ghosts and gods of the underworld of hell.

Its name - Shura!

"Shura, yes, the next step is the most important step."

The lips are raised, and the rain presses the seal:

"Obliterate the Soul, the Art of Soul Melting."

"Be my food, Shura."

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Tianmen - Inscription Table.

"Truly, old Gu, the master is here, don't come out quickly to greet him."

A man dressed in black and covered in a ghostly aura was stepping into the void step by step to the stone hall of the inscription platform.

"Ghost Yin, you're late, it's not a good habit to make people wait."

The ancient seal elder who managed the inscription platform walked out of the stone hall.

"Cut, Lao Gu, it's not a good habit to pit your own apprentice, hehe, your good Jiangliu is estimated to be lying on the ground half dead now."

Ghost Yin smiled playfully, took two steps slowly in the void, and the next moment, appeared in front of Gu Yin with a gloating face.

"This is a mistake, those 300 million humanities, but the essence of Fu Xiu's dream, directly facing the Yuanying powerhouse, is also an ordinary Jindan monk, an experience that cannot be experienced in a lifetime."

"Also, your disciple was not cheated by you?"

Gu Yin's face remained unchanged, he still looked old-fashioned and serious, but the words in his mouth sharply refuted the ghost yin.

"It's not counted, my Yulin apprentice, but the talent of the soldier master, he was born to feed the war with war."

"With my careful education, not to mention the 300,000 evil fire spirits, even if there are one or two times more, it is nothing at all."

"What's more, I also left her the Shura Ghost Armor, and the power of the soul sacrifice technique is not something that you, a scumbag of Fu Xiu, can understand."

Ghost Yin boasted as he stepped into the stone hall side by side with Gu Yin.

"Soul sacrifice? Old ghost, you actually taught this forbidden kind of ghost art. ”

When Gu Yin heard this, he was stunned.

"Don't write nonsense in the letter, where is it forbidden to sacrifice souls, all the monks in the world who practice ghost art will definitely use it."

Ghost Yin waved his hand and said, "But you're right, I did teach her a trick of the forbidden ghost art, the ghost art that even I couldn't master."

"Soul Melting Technique?."

Gu Yin narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice: "I still remember that you almost died in that primeval ruins in order to obtain this spell. ”

"That's right, although that style is dangerous, it is really suitable for my female apprentice."

Quack laughed, and Ghost Yin said: "I'm very much looking forward to what kind of existence will be created by the talent of the soldier master, combined with the forbidden ghost technique." ”

"You two old guys, what are you blowing to each other?"

In the stone hall, the long dragon drank tea, and he laughed proudly.

"Forbidden ghost arts, there is a masculine divine text on my apprentice's right arm? That's something that can only be controlled by the power of the world, not to mention, hehe. ”

Halfway through speaking, Changlong was silent, and his thoughts had already turned to the Vermilion Bird Spirit in his hand.

Think back to the speculations of the elders.

The strange world power on Jing Qing's body is the real taboo!