After the pangolin on the ground showed its original form, it has been in a state of serious injury, and its seven orifices have been bleeding non-stop.

Thinking of his arrogant and domineering appearance of dominating all beings just now, it really responds to an old saying, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. In a blink of an eye, death has come. However, his death method makes me suspicious, after all, the pangolin has been cultivated for thousands of years, and Aunt Murong only interrupted his spell casting, although the backlash is serious, it is not to death.

"You missed the pangolin. It's ridiculous that this beast really thinks that the water god evil descent has no counter-devouring effect. Haha, but I didn't expect that the reason why he was able to cast the water god evil descending unharmed was because I had been using the Soul Banner to help him support, and now that the Soul Banner has been born. It's also time for him to sacrifice the beast soul to the conjuring flag. ”

After Huang Sanye finished speaking, he saw the spirit flag shake suddenly, and a black shadow flew out of the pangolin's body, and instantly disappeared into the spirit flag.

The Spiriting Banner after absorbing the beast soul of the pangolin. It has become much bigger again, and the killing intent is undisguised. I faintly heard the ghosts crying inside, and the souls screaming.

If you want to say that the origin of this soul flag, it is still related to the excavation of the immortal tomb by Huang Chao. It is said that Huang Chao not only stole the Heavenly Son of Heaven Ye Fire Sword from the Immortal Tomb. He also got a black flag, which was the Spiritist Flag.

Folklore records that in order to save her mother, Mulian opened the ghost gate and released countless ghosts. So it led to the Yellow Nest Rebellion, and it took eight million to kill enough to make up for the deficit in Hell. As for how to return the ghost to hell, the item to be used is the spirit flag.

Every time Huang Chao kills someone, that person's soul will be sucked into the spirit flag, and as the death toll increases, the spirit flag will become stronger and stronger, and finally the soul can also be summoned out of the soul army to participate in the battle.

Of course, this is just folklore, the spirit flag in Huang Sanye's hand is absolutely impossible to have such great power, and the genuine spirit flag has returned to hell after Huang Chao's death.

But the spirit banner in Huang Sanye's hand should not be underestimated, not to mention anything else, the screams of the souls inside have already made everyone's scalp numb, nausea and vomiting. There were a few who had just been injured in the Water God's Evil Descent but did not die. After listening to the screams of the dead souls in the spirit banner for a while, he directly closed his eyes and stared at him, and said goodbye to the rolling red dust.

Since the door of the temple was closed, nearly twenty people have died. Huang Sanye didn't lie, the unconscious people on the ground were indeed all dead, and even Ma Chaoqun, the richest man in Qingdao, who claimed to be blessed with a great life, knelt down. It's just that I don't know if they died under the water god evil, or if they were secretly stolen by Huang Sanye with a soul flag.

If you don't break the spirit banner soon, someone will die. After the door of the palace was broken open by Aunt Murong, people with good physical strength, high cultivation, life-saving, cleverness, and sensible could completely escape without waiting for death here.

However, there are too few people who have to meet these five conditions at the same time, and those who have a high level of cultivation are inevitably stubborn, and those who are stubborn will not spare their lives, those who cherish their lives have poor physical strength, and those who have poor physical strength have not cultivated well...; …; So everyone still stayed in the Doumu Yuanjun Temple, watching the excitement and waiting for death.

"Murong, if you stop now, I can spare your life when you haven't come. If not, stay and be buried with them. Huang Sanye said arrogantly.

"Really? Let the horses come. Aunt Murong replied calmly.

"You're killing yourself."

After Huang Sanye finished speaking, he pulled out the spirit flag from Dong Lingqi's head, and waved it at everyone in the hall, and immediately a miserable scream sounded.

"I heard that Fan Jian can conjure ghosts and forbidden spells, but I don't know if you can. I wonder if it's the ghosts that are attracted by the Ghost Spell or the ghosts I released from the Soul Banner. Huang Sanye said.

"Good. You want to see the forbidden spell of conjuring ghosts, satisfying you. I'm going to use it today to break your spirit flag. The sky is long water, the earth is long water, the gold is long water, the big ghost is called the two ghosts, and the three little ghosts push the grind...; …; ”

After the conjuring banner was unfurled, the hall was already gloomy and gloomy, and the resentment was soaring, but now Aunt Murong recited the forbidden spell of summoning ghosts again. All of a sudden, the entire Doumu Yuanjun Temple turned into a hell on earth.

Taiqing Palace is a famous Taoist temple with grand Taoist incense, there are very few local lonely ghosts and wild ghosts, and almost all of the new ghosts recruited by Aunt Murong are not over the first seven. And they are all old ghosts who have died of illness or died of illness, and their combat effectiveness is basically zero.

And what comes out of the spirit banner is the new force in the fierce ghosts. The two ghost armies met, and the strength and weakness were clearly distinguished.

In just a few seconds, the new ghost summoned by Aunt Murong was devoured by the revenant soul in the spirit flag.

It's already pitiful for people to die and become ghosts, and if they become ghosts and are eaten by ghosts, it will be pitiful. Therefore, the resentment in the Doumu Yuanjun Temple has also accumulated to a terrifying level. With such a strong resentment, there is only one opportunity to give birth to demons.

"Haha, this is the strength of Guiyunguan Murong? Laughing to death. A rabble of the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled. Huang Sanye said with a laugh.

In the face of Huang Sanye's ridicule, Aunt Murong acted as if she hadn't heard anything, she turned her head and looked at me deeply and said, "No life, you have to take good care of yourself in the future." After the rebuilding of Guiyunguan, don't set up a tablet for me, and don't write my name in the sect roster. Remember? ”

"Auntie, why?" Aunt Murong's words surprised me a little.

"I'm not worthy of being a disciple of Guiyunguan, I want you to take out the head token right now and expel me from Guiyunguan in front of all fellow Daoists."

"No, Auntie. You are the pride of Guiyunguan. ”

"Pride is it? It quickly turned into a disgrace. Hurry up and expel me from the division, it's too late. If you don't agree, I'll die in front of you right now. ”

Aunt Murong already had a small sword stuck in her chest, but now she pressed the hilt with her hand, and with a slight force, the tip of the sword would pierce her heart. And her eyes looked straight at me, very firm and unquestionable.

I was in tears. I took out the Guiyunguan Master Token from my arms, and the patina on the token had been wiped clean by me, flashing golden light for the four words of Tianxingdao.

I held the token high and said, "Today, I, Fan Wuming, announce as the head of Guiyunguan. Since then, Murong Jinxiu is no longer my disciple of Guiyunguan, life and death are worry-free, and he has nothing to do with Guiyunguan. ”

"No life, you're doing a good job. Wait until you revive your dad in the future. Tell him that I, Murong, have been waiting for him for too long and don't want to wait any longer. ”

My ancestor once said that one of the two of them, my father and Murong, was a fool. I used to think it was Murong. Now I think it's my dad again.

How long does a person have to wait before they don't want to wait any longer?

How much loneliness does it take to polish love?

…; …;

Aunt Murong is now standing at the core of the most resentful appearance, her face is not sad or happy, she is very calm.

She held out a finger, like a pangolin at the beginning, drawing out of thin air.

"You want to draw a talisman? I'd like to see what charm can save you. The Water God Evil Descent has already consumed half of your true qi, and just now I forcefully cast the Ghost Summoning Forbidden Spell to fight against my Conjuring Banner Revenant, and exhausted the other half of your true qi. Without True Qi, what is the use of the realm of the Golden Six Grades? Which other god can you come up with? And what god will dare to come and fight my conjuring banner? Hahaha. ”

"I'm no longer a member of the Daomen, so naturally I can't invite a god. God doesn't help me, I can ask for demons. Aunt Murong said lightly.

After hearing this, Huang Sanye's face changed drastically, and he immediately let out an angry roar: "You are crazy!! If you do this, your soul will be pulled directly into the eighteenth layer of hell, and you will never be able to transcend it!! ”

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

"Murong Jinxiu, I am willing to prove myself as a demon!"

"Give me my true body. Pour my sincerity, serve my sincerity, and respect my soul. In the name of the Great Demon King, I summoned the resentful demons to descend into the world, and I was as anxious as the law, and I was edicted!! ”

Aunt Murong stood in the place where her grievances were condensed and wrote a magic word out of thin air. After writing the last stroke, the grievances in the Doumu Yuanjun Temple quickly flew towards the magic word...; …;

And her whole person, like a firework, bloomed in an instant, and the flesh and blood of her whole body turned into powder, and even the white bones were not left.

Boom, boom.

The entire Doumu Yuanjun Temple was shaking.

The spirit banner also seemed to feel a powerful threat, and actually began to tremble.

At this moment, everyone, including Huang Sanye, let out a cry of fear in unison.

Demon. Resentment. The demon is born.