Chapter 31: Everything Makes Ashes
There was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he gasped.
Although the ghost cultivator's exercises were known for being weird, and his physical strength was somewhat inferior to that of cultivators of the same level, he was a cultivator of the middle level of the Xuan level.
Qin Lang's fist fell on his shoulder, but it was like a mountain.
Yin Wuxu's body turned into a ghostly aura and floated out in a hurry, thinking back to the scene just now, he actually had some heart palpitations.
"Qin Lang, who is your master?, how can you know the supreme technique of my ghost sect?" Yin Wuxu exclaimed, cold sweat appearing on his forehead.
Qin Lang is only twenty this year, but he can use the supreme power of the Ghost Sect to suppress the Yin Vulture, in his opinion, there must be a master behind Qin Lang to guide him.
Even, the master behind Qin Lang is likely to be an old monster hidden in this sect.
Otherwise, how could Qin Lang know the Ghost Sect exercises?
At a young age, you can compete with yourself!
A sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Lang's mouth, "Within the Ghost Sect, no one is worthy of being my master, and some of the weak bloodlines of the Ghost Clan dare to call themselves Ghost Sects." ”
"Good boy, you are not ashamed to speak out, since you are not from this sect, then don't blame the old man for killing you!"
A puff of black smoke erupted from the vulture's body, and it quickly spread, enveloping the entire courtyard.
The potted plants in the yard, after coming into contact with the black smoke, quickly withered and turned yellow, as if they were sucked away of life in an instant.
Darkness shrouded in darkness, and an eerie and oppressive aura fell.
This is the ghost sect practice practiced by the Yin Wusu, which is called the Ashes of All Things!
This technique is extremely evil, and it needs to absorb the aura of tree creatures at first, and then absorb yin qi in the dark place.
However, this is not enough to train all things to be ashes.
Cultivators need to absorb the Yin Ghost Qi and Corpse Qi in the cemetery, and they can only achieve success after 7749 days!
If you want to practice to the realm of Dacheng, you need to kill thirty-six girls to sacrifice to the ghost king.
If you go one step further and refine all things to the peak of perfection, then you need to kill one hundred and twenty men as a sacrifice to the demon queen.
The Yin Vulture has refined all things to the peak of perfection, which is why he was wanted by the Righteous Path Alliance after he killed one hundred and twenty men in the first place.
Suddenly, the black mist condensed into a giant sword, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, and slashed down at Qin Lang.
Call!
Powerful air currents, unbridled scurrying, roof tiles flying like butterflies.
The coercion fell suddenly, and the Qin family retreated with fear on their faces.
They felt that under this sword, not to mention you, even the entire courtyard would be turned into a pile of ruins.
Qin Lang's parents looked at their son worriedly.
"Evil exercises! It's just a shame on the ghost clan, I'll clean up the mess for the ghost emperor!"
Qin Lang's body rose from the ground, like a cannonball, he raised his fist and rushed towards the giant sword that slashed straight down.
He will use his flesh and his fists to resist the giant sword of the vultures.
The vultures were overjoyed to see this.
Resisting the giant sword with a fist, isn't this looking for death?
You think your fist is made of steel?
Since you don't know what you can do, then I want you to die under this sword, and split your body in two.
Yin Wuxu snorted heavily, and the rich ghost qi in his body erupted, and the giant sword became sharper and more powerful.
"You give me death!" said the vultures with a cold snort.
Everyone in the Qin family watched the amazing scene of Qin Lang flying up and resisting the giant sword with his fists, and their hearts suddenly rose to their throats.
Even, there are already Qin family members, who are secretly praying, hoping that Qin Lang will succeed in one fell swoop.
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Qin Lang's eyes.
The edge of his fist swirled with golden light, shining on the black mist.
Snort...
The sound was incessant, like a piece of red-hot iron in cold water.
"What?" exclaimed the Vulture
He felt his ghost energy slowly draining away.
At this moment, Qin Lang's fist collided with the black giant sword!
Rumble!
With a dull sound, the black giant sword shattered after supporting it for less than a breath!
Bang!
The body of the vulture shook, crashing through several rooms in quick succession, and then buried in the rubble.
Crash!
The rubble shook, and the body of the vultures rushed out.
His face was covered in blood, and his body was even more scarred, and the punch just now caused him a lot of damage!
"Oh, not dead yet?" Qin Lang was slightly stunned, as if he didn't want the punch just now to fail to kill Yin Wusu.
It seems that there should be a magic weapon such as body protection on the body of the vulture!
Yin Wuxu smiled compassionately, his eyes revealing a terrifying and cruel light, "Qin Lang, you can't think of it, right? You didn't kill me!"
He slowly pulled out a mirror from his chest.
The mirror sank deep, and its luster was dim.
It was this mirror that resisted most of the power of Qin Lang's blow for him!
This mirror can only be used once, but even so, the unresisted force almost killed Yin Wuxu.
Qin Lang looked at her lightly, thinking that the Yin Wushu really carried a body protection magic weapon with him.
This mirror should be refined by a strong person of the Ghost Sect.
It can be seen from this that the status of the Yin Vulture in the Ghost Sect should be very high, otherwise he would not carry the magic weapon with him.
Yin Wuxu threw the damaged mirror on the ground, stared at Qin Lang with his eyes, and said fiercely: "You destroyed my body protection mirror, this crime deserves death!"
Syllable!
Yin Wuxu spurted blood from his mouth and was slapped away by Qin Lang.
Qin Lang's feet stepped on Yin Wu's head, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "When the people of the Ghost Sect fight, do they like to talk a bunch of nonsense first?"
"If you want to fight, you will fight, and if you don't fight, you will cut yourself in front of me!"
"Qin Lang, if you don't die well, my father will definitely avenge me..."Yin Wuxu said viciously with red eyes.
Before he could finish speaking, he came to an abrupt end.
As soon as Qin Lang's feet were forced, he suddenly stepped on Yin Wubeard's head.
"Lin Jianchen, how do you want to die?"
Such a bloody scene not only shocked everyone in the Qin family, but also brought a strong crisis to Lin Jianchen.
Unexpectedly, the strong man relied on by the Lin family was killed by Qin Lang so easily.
"You... You can't kill me... I don't want to... Death..."Lin Jianchen cried in fright, he was prostrate on the ground, his body trembling violently.
"Kill him, if it weren't for him, Second Uncle's hand wouldn't have been cut off, and Qin San wouldn't have died under the knife of the man in black. ”
At this time, a young man from the Qin family stood up and pointed at Lin Jianchen and said.
Looking at his expression, it seemed that he wanted to devour Lin Jianchen alive.
Lin Jianchen was horrified.
"Yes, kill him!"
"Kill him, otherwise the Qin family will be destroyed in his hands today. ”
...
Everyone in the Qin family wants to kill Lin Jianchen.
Qin Lang looked at Lin Jianchen lightly and said, "Then you will die!"
A golden air stream drifted from him into Lin Jianchen's body.
Suddenly, Lin Jianchen's body stopped shaking, and then turned into white dust.
When Lin Jianchen stepped on the head of the vulture, it was in the deep mountains 1,500 kilometers southwest of Huahai City.
This is the base camp of the Ghost Sect.
Suddenly, an angry roar came from deep in the mountains: "Who killed my son!
A puff of black smoke flew out from the Ghost Sect in the deep mountains and shot at lightning speed in the direction of DM County.