"Yes, we'll go ahead and arrange it. More than a dozen old Oriental samurai surrendered.

Then they got up, went out of the hall in turn, gathered their men, carried the wood and the nails, gathered at the foot of the mountain, and began to build the altar.

'The Black Dragon Holy Ancestor was born, and my Black Dragon Family will dominate the world. ’

Watching the old Oriental samurai walk out of the door of the hall, Saburo Kato's heart was churning, he felt excited, felt high morale, and had infinite expectations in his heart.

But in a moment, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and continued to cultivate every day, and a thick and evil black smoke, which was different from the Yama ghost cultivation, spread out from his body, enveloping his whole body, which was very weird.

Under a blue sky.

The ghosts took the lead, and thousands of ghost cultivators followed, covering the sky and the sun, like dark clouds, crossing the vast sea and heading towards the Oriental islands.

Along the way, the Yama ghost cultivator crossed the border like a locust, and all the ships on the sea and human life were devoured. It also refines the soul, turns it into a powerful ghost, and turns it into its own means of attack.

After three hours of galloping, a series of islands, like a long snake, appeared in front of me.

"The Oriental Islands have arrived!"

When Ghost Ming saw the island, his eyes flashed with green light, and his heart was happy.

He waved behind him and ordered, "Go ahead and step directly into the Eastern Islands." ”

"Yes. Thousands of ghost cultivators replied.

Then, they quickened, like a black wind, swept through the sky and fell towards the Eastern Islands.

Before stepping on the island, the strong smell of blood came from the pavement, and countless souls were seen, floating over the Eastern Islands.

Suddenly, all the ghosts cultivated their hands, captured the soul, refined into powerful ghosts, and enhanced their own strength.

"The Black Dragon Guard has done a good job, it has turned the Eastern Ocean Islands into a sea of blood, which is enough to awaken the Black Dragon, and when the Black Dragon becomes a real Divine Dragon, he can bombard the third seal, completely open the passage of Penglai Immortal Island, and welcome the Ding of Heaven and Earth to enter the Yama Realm!"

Ghost Ming took thousands of Yama ghost cultivators, stepped on the land of the Eastern Islands, felt the sticky blood under his feet, and was satisfied.

Suddenly, he didn't stop, he directly raised his legs and walked towards the Black Dragon Family Manor.

Thousands of ghosts are vast, and as soon as they appear, they are seen by the gatekeeper of the Black Dragon Family, and they go to report it.

When Oni Ming arrived at the gate of the manor with thousands of Oni Xiu, Saburo Kato took more than a dozen old Oriental samurai and walked out of the manor quickly, trotting like a trot, meeting Oni Ming, all prostrate on the ground, very respectful.

"Saburo Kato of the Black Dragon Family, knock on the Holy Envoy of Yama, Yama is mighty, and the Holy Envoy is healthy. ”

Saburo Kato put his head on the ground and chanted. Other old Oriental samurai followed.

"Get up!" Oni Ming held the shelf, high up, and spoke softly.

"Thank you. ”

Saburo Kato, with a salivating face, stood up from the ground like a minion, and stood respectfully beside Onimei, leading the way for Oniming.

"Have you ever set up the altar that you were ordered to build the day before yesterday?"

Ghost Ming raised his steps and walked towards the manor, and there were thousands of ghosts cultivating behind him.

"The Holy Envoy has been set up, at the foot of the Holy Mountain. Saburo Kato replied.

"Okay, lead the way. ”

"Yes!"

Saburo Kato was like an obedient pug, taking Saburo Kato and thousands of ghosts to shuttle from the manor road, through the back door, to the foot of the black mountain.

A high altar appeared in the eyes of everyone. The altar is surrounded by pillars with nine Oriental people tied.

"Set up the array, open the altar, and call the black dragon. ”

When the ghost Ming saw the altar, he was satisfied, and then raised his palm and gave an order to the thousands of ghost cultivators behind him.

Suddenly, thousands of ghost cultivators scattered, arranged around the altar, according to strange positions.

After the ghost Ming saw it, he lifted his footsteps, walked directly up to the steps of the altar, stepped on the altar platform, and looked around, thousands of Yama ghost cultivators were scattered, like a big net.

"Burst!" he crossed his arms, pinched out a strange seal in his palms, and shouted loudly at the surroundings.

Thousands of ghost cultivators, one after another black rays, between the ghost cultivators, continue to connect, becoming a strange black net, the center of which is the altar.

See this scene.

Ghost Ming's hands were like knives, and between swings, nine rays of energy flew out, cutting off the nine Oriental people tied to the pillars around them, and the nine heads flew into the air, and the blood was like a fountain, spurting out one meter high from the neck and spilling on the altar table.

The ghost ming's palm turned into a claw, and he waved it repeatedly, grabbing the nine gushing blood directly in the air, forming a brush made of blood coagulation in the sky.

"Edict!"

His eyes burst green, and he grabbed the blood brush in the void, and on the altar, he kept carving, writing strange words, and drawing strange symbols, which were somewhat mysterious.

In an instant, the entire altar was covered with runes, and the smell of blood lingered on the altar, and there was an evil power, flowing between the runes.

Ghost Ming picked up the pen, turned around, sat in the middle of the altar, looked at the blood brush hanging upside down in the air, pinched the seal with both hands, and constantly hit the black light, falling on the huge brush.

Suddenly, the thick blood brush scattered terrifying energy fluctuations, and around it, there was a faint red mist, which was very weird and extraordinary, so that the Fujino Saburo and others below could see it, and their blood was boiling.

"It's coming, it's coming, the Holy Ancestor is about to appear. ”

"The last time I appeared in the world, it was a hundred years ago, when China was destroyed and it was a failure. ”

"This time the Holy Ancestor was born, Huaxia will die, there is no case. ”

......

They were short of breath, their hands were clenched, and there was a black glow in their eyes, and in the black light, the dragon and snake danced, which was very weird.

On the altar, the ghost Ming pinched the trick with both hands, and suddenly stopped, and the huge blood-colored brush hung in the air, like a peerless spear, exuding terrifying energy, as if a shot could smash the giant mountain.

"More than a hundred years ago, you were only born as a soul, and your strength was less than thirty percent, but now, I will wake you up and help you appear in the world, and your strength will be wielded. ”

Ghost Ming looked at the black peaks that stood tall and as sharp as dogs' teeth, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he muttered to himself lightly.

The moment the words fell, he slapped the altar table with both hands, and the countless blood-colored runes emitted a monstrous red light, enveloping his whole body.

It is the power of thousands of ghost cultivators, through runes, condensed in the body of ghosts.

"Go!"

I felt the surging ghost power in my body, and I felt like I was smashing the sky with a punch. He took a deep breath, flipped his hands, and pushed hard at the upside-down blood brush.

Suddenly, the huge and incomparable strength acted on the blood-colored brush, so that the blood-colored brush, like a spear, turned into a bloody light, and rushed wildly towards the black giant mountain with incomparable strength.

Bang!

The blood-colored brush bombarded halfway up the black peak, like an explosion of 10,000 tons of explosives, with a monstrous roar. Mountains and rocks of different sizes are shattered in all directions. Even the earth trembled.

Then, the black giant peak of more than 3,000 meters, halfway up the waist, suddenly snapped.

(End of chapter)

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