Chapter 207: Halloween Festival!
Say, what is the use of refining the ghost king? Su Ming stepped forward, his gaze sharp as lightning. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test
At this moment, the gray-robed elder's legs were cut off, and his face was extremely frightened, and the sharp pain after the numbness made his face distorted and terrifying.
"Don't you say yes?"
Su Ming smiled coldly, picked up the gray-robed elder like a little chicken, and walked towards the blood pool.
"You?? What are you doing? The gray-robed elder's distorted face. A look of panic swelled up.
"Now that the formation has been activated, since you don't say it, then I'll throw you into this pool of blood. Taste the pain of soul withdrawal, too! Su Ming said with a sneer.
The gray-robed elder's face changed drastically. His whole body trembled like chaff, he was the one who presided over this formation, and naturally knew how terrible it was for a living person to refine his soul!
The gray-robed elder was frightened, and hurriedly said, "I said." I said, don't throw me into a pool of blood??"
Su Ming smiled coldly, and then let him go.
The gray-robed elder lay on the ground, the pain of his broken leg made his face overflow with sweat, and he endured the severe pain and said, "We are refining the Ghost King in order to find a host and foster the Ghost King on the host. “
"Host, what host?"
"Yin?? A woman with a negative constitution. The gray-robed elder gritted his teeth and said.
Su Ming nodded slightly, it seems that this guy is not lying.
Then he asked, "What are you doing this for?" “
The gray-robed elder hurriedly shook his head, bared his teeth and said, "I don't know, this is what the above ordered, we just have to do it." “
"Above? Is that the Holy Lord? Su Ming squinted slightly.
"It's the Holy Messenger!"
The gray-robed elder said, "The Holy Lord has not yet come into the world, all of this is ordered by his messenger, and we call them Holy Envoys!" “
"Holy Messenger?"
"Yes, there are two Holy Envoys. They are all immortals, and their cultivation is unfathomable, and our Yin Ghost Sect respects them like gods. All this is done according to the will of the Holy Messenger. The gray-robed elder said.
"Who is the Holy Envoy?" Su Ming asked again.
"One is the Nagara Messenger and the other is the Gyala Messenger. The Nagara Holy Envoy is now in this underground palace, and he will personally refine the Ghost King! The gray-robed elder endured the pain and said.
"Nagara, Kasya? A Buddhist monk, a monk in red? Su Ming's eyes froze.
"Yes, it is said that the two holy envoys are both lamas from the northern frontier and have received the true transmission of the mana of the Holy Lord. The holy envoy usually wears a red robe, which can also be called a red-clothed monk. After the gray-robed elder finished speaking, he felt dizzy for a while, and he almost fainted in pain.
Su Ming's eyes were deep. I finally figured out what was going on.
It turned out that the red-clothed monk was the messenger of the Holy Lord, and there were two of them, all of which were instructed by the two holy envoys behind their backs.
They did this in order to welcome the arrival of the Holy Envoy.
"The gate of heaven is opened, and the Holy Lord is coming, what do these two sentences mean?" Su Ming suddenly asked.
The gray-robed elder's eyes flickered twice, but he didn't speak immediately, as if he was hesitating.
"Don't say yes, don't blame me for being ruthless."
As he spoke, Su Ming was about to throw him into the blood pit again.
The gray-robed elder hurriedly begged for mercy, he would rather be hacked to death by Su Ming than experience the pain of soul drainage.
I said. I said??"
It's just that before the gray-robed elder could say it, Peng Xu, who was letting off the wind at the mouth of the tunnel, had already warned him: "Boss, three Yin Ghost Sect disciples are here." “
"Let them in, it's done!" Su Ming said coldly.
Peng Xu nodded immediately.
At this time, the three Yin Ghost Sect disciples sensed the abnormality in the tunnel, and they all walked over quickly with knives.
"Why are you not entering the blood pit for so long?"
When I came to the entrance of the cave, I saw so many villagers still standing there with stupid faces. A disciple scolded with a bad attitude.
Those villagers, you look at me, I look at you, but they don't say anything.
"Damn, you're all pigs, you have to let Lao Tzu kill a few before you want to go down?"
The three Yin Ghost Sect disciples didn't notice the abnormality, and they all rushed in with knives, ready to kill two people.
It was only at the moment they entered the tunnel that they felt their necks tighten and suddenly hurt, and then they lost consciousness and fell limply to the ground.
It turned out that Peng Xu made a lightning shot and broke the necks of the three people.
"Humph!"
Like kicking a dead dog, Peng Xu kicked the bodies of the three into the tunnel, then nodded to Su Ming, and then continued to let off the wind at the mouth of the tunnel.
This was just a small episode, Su Ming was about to continue to ask the gray-robed elder, but saw that he was almost dying of pain.
Su Ming frowned, injected a wisp of strength into his body, and took a breath from the gray-robed elder, and immediately asked, "Tell me quickly, what do those two sentences mean?" “
The gray-robed elder knew that it was no longer possible to say it now, so he sighed and said, "The Heavenly Gate is the Ghost Gate, and when the Ghost Gate is opened, the Holy Lord will descend into the world!" “
"The hell is wide open? Midyear Festival, the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar? Su Ming said in a condensed voice.
The gray-robed elder nodded.
"What is the Holy Lord going to do when he comes to earth on that day?" Su Ming asked in a deep voice.
The gray-robed elder shook his head and said, "Regarding the matter of the Holy Lord, it is estimated that only the Holy Envoy knows. All I know is that the search for those female hosts is to welcome the arrival of the Holy Lord. “
From the mouth of this gray-robed elder, he couldn't ask for the Holy Lord's information at all, and it seemed that he could only start with the Holy Envoy.
"Where is the Holy Messenger?" Su Ming asked again.
"The Holy Envoy is in the center of the dungeon. There are four small arrays in the center of the large array, and this blood pool is one of the four small arrays. The gray-robed elder said, "The Yin Souls refined by our four small arrays will eventually gather in the central large array, and the Holy Envoy will personally refine them into the Ghost King!" “
Su Ming nodded, and asked the gray-robed elder about the location of the center of the underground palace.
At this point, the gray-robed elder basically told everything he knew, and he no longer had any value for Su Ming!
"Senior, I have said everything I know. Please spare my life! Spare my life! The gray-robed elder lay on the ground and pleaded.
"Spare you? How can you spare you if you live and refine your soul and hurt heaven and reason? Su Ming said coldly. Next, I also want you to taste the pain of soul refining and soul refining! “
When the gray-robed elder heard this, he was shocked and angry, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Pointing at Su Ming, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "I said it all, you still don't let me go, you untrustworthy villain!" “
"Will I spare you? Okay, I can let you go! Su Ming looked at the gray-robed elder and smiled slightly.
"Huh?" The gray-robed elder was stunned for a moment, and looked at Su Ming with a confused expression, what did he mean, should he let it go or not?
At this moment, a cold voice sounded: "The boss let you go, I won't let you go." “
Before the words fell, Peng Xu had already stepped forward and grabbed the gray-robed elder. It was like throwing garbage into a pool of blood.
Yes??
A terrible and terrifying scream rang out, and the gray-robed elder only felt a moment of pain in his head.
He knows. The more tragic is yet to come??
Then, Peng Xu walked towards the four Yin Ghost Sect disciples who had broken their knees by Su Ming before, and they were not dead yet.
Peng Xu picked up the four of them and threw them all into the pool of blood!
"You harmful creatures, taste the pain of refining the soul of the living!" Peng Xu stood by the blood pool and smiled coldly.
At this time, Su Ming had already walked towards the villagers with panicked faces.
Seeing Su Ming coming, these villagers all subconsciously retreated, Su Ming made a sharp move just now, but it scared them a lot.
In the eyes of these villagers, Su Ming at this moment is like a demon king.
"Do not be afraid, I am here to save you." Su Ming said a word first to stabilize the emotions of these villagers.
These villagers are adults, not fools, and they can distinguish between good and bad.
Just now, those red and black scarves with big knives wanted to refine their souls, they must be bad people, Su Ming killed them, and they were naturally good people.
At this moment, hearing Su Ming say this again, these villagers all believed it.
"Remember, what happened today, when you go back to the village, don't say a word. Otherwise, the gang's accomplices will most likely kill you. Su Ming admonished.
The villagers nodded their heads.
"Next, you just wait here for me, I'll go and kill all these people from the Yin Ghost Gate, you come out again, and then go home." Su Ming said patiently.
When he settled these villagers and was about to walk out of the tunnel with Peng Xu, he found that he couldn't walk anymore.
The entrance to the tunnel was already crowded with people, all of whom were disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect.
They looked at Su Ming and Peng Xu, murderous.
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