There was no time for Ling Xue to think too much, Ling Xue looked coldly at the white-faced ghost who was struggling to parry at the moment, and said, "The Si people have passed away, but the living are like Si, since you have come back to life, why bring more pain to the people of the future generations." ”

"What do you know...... And all the people of the city died...... And the murderer who contributed to everything is still boasting of being famous and chic...... I'm going to come back to life, and I'm going to destroy everything about this decent guy with my own hands!"

The white-faced ghost couldn't help but think of the hellish situation again.

A thousand years ago, someone in Wufu City got a secret letter in advance, knowing that the monks of the Heavenly Sacrifice Sect were likely to come to Wufu City with the Youmi Sword brought out from the Wufu, so they sent people to Wufu and Tingtian Pavilion to report the news among the two super forces of the Tianyun Kingdom, but Wufu and Tingtian Pavilion could have arrived earlier, but it was half a month late, when it was, the monks of the people in Wufu City had been exhausted by the soul sacrifice of the Heavenly Sect, and the soul sacrifice ceremony reached the last moment, the arrival of the Wufu and Tingtian Pavilion seemed to be just to see the progress of the soul sacrifice。

The white-faced ghost will never forget the pair of doubtful, puzzled, and slightly longing eyes of his father, who was the lord of the city, until his death, and until the last moment, his father was still looking forward to the support of these righteous people.

He was dying, and finally waited for the arrival of Tingtian Pavilion and Wufu, the pavilion lord at that time, the emperor was in his prime, and he was magnificent, but standing in the city lord's mansion, overlooking this dead city, he just whispered in a faint whisper - "Grievances...... Not enough...... It seems that blood sacrifices are still needed. ”

None of the others noticed that as the leader of the righteous path, Huang Tianci, the heir of the Tianjiao generation of Tingtian Pavilion, would say such words, but at that time, the white-faced ghost heard it very sincerely, and he couldn't turn a blind eye to the resentment of the sky, and he swore that he would destroy Tingtian Pavilion and Wufu with his own hands, and use the most cruel method in the world to get rid of these two tumors, especially Tingtian Pavilion!

"I don't really know much about that history, but do you know how many of the people of the Dawn will suffer from the innocent dead monks and the consequences of what you have done now? ”

"I am the one who died a thousand years ago, and now I am only here for revenge, what does the feeling of the people of the world have to do with me......

Ling Xue's eyes froze, the qi and blood on her body exploded, only to hear a crisp sound of shattering, and then saw the ischemic knife cut vertically, a gray-white silk thread ran through the white-faced ghost's body, and the next moment the white-faced ghost turned into resentment and dissipated, and was reborn again not far away with the endless resentment in the mansion, Ling Xue was not surprised, because she already understood that in this absolute realm of the mansion, the white-faced ghost was almost an immortal and immortal existence.

After all, this is his martial soul space, and there is a huge formation underneath that connects the grievances of Wufu City in all directions, and the Martial Soul City Lord's Mansion of the white-faced ghost is precisely the core of this formation, although I don't know how this formation was built, but obviously with the existence of this formation, the white-faced ghost who is no longer a human being is already invincible.

......

When Ling Xue was stopping the white-faced ghost and Guang Yuntian on his side, Ling Yunzi and Xue Lei had already joined the large army, and in the middle, Ling Yunzi helped Sikong and them break through Mo Jiuge's dark cage, and Xue Lei also helped Xiang Feiying.

Xiang Feiying originally planned to come over to rescue Ling Xue, but was blocked by endless resentful spirits, and in the end he was surrounded by groups, there was no way to go to the sky, and he couldn't enter the ground, so he wanted to gather Yuan directly here, but he found that in this treacherous space, it seemed that he couldn't communicate with the true pure Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and it became impossible to gather Yuan.

After the monks gathered, with Ling Yunzi and Xue Lei joining, the pressure suddenly disappeared a lot, but because these resentful spirits were inexhaustible, the gargoyle had an infinite resurrection ability similar to the white-faced ghost, and everyone could only fight and retreat.

However, there are also a few monks who are selfish, coveting the Yumi Sword on the altar, and secretly taking advantage of the time when the guardian resentful spirit stone statue chased after everyone, flew to the altar, and looked at the sparkling and extremely dark thing in front of them with infinite greed, as if it had undergone thousands of years of sacrifice, and the Yumi Sword had lost the shape of the sword, but before it was really pulled out, no one knew what had changed in the current Yumi Sword.

After these monks fought openly and secretly, the last monk survived with a hole card and coveted the touch of Youmi, wanting to pull it out from the altar, but the moment he came into contact with Youmi, the monk was entangled by countless grievances, and at an extremely fast speed, he reached the level of Xia Youran's second resentment at that time, and his strength swelled rapidly, but he couldn't stop at all, and finally he could only watch in horror as he went to destruction in the endless desire that arose in his body.

"It seems that the blood sacrifice has not been completed to the last step, and the monk will not be able to touch the sword easily. Seeing this scene, Bai Wuxin's eyes flashed slightly.

The resentful soul card in his arms has unconsciously killed the resentful soul card to dark purple, far exceeding the resentment power that everyone gets, and these resentment will be refined by Bai Wuxin with flames when they are about to turn into heart demons, although the pain is incomparable, Bai Wuxin still gritted his teeth and refined while fighting.

Of course, not all monks can be like Bai Wuxin, refining resentment, in the increasingly white-hot battle, more and more monks are surrounded by gray and white runes and turn into resentful spirits has become an inevitable trend that no one can stop, and the monks have become timid when killing resentful spirits, for fear that they will become ugly resentful monsters, lose their hearts, and become the existence of the walking dead.

However, there is such a team that is becoming more and more courageous, as brave as the army of the demon god, they don't seem to be worried about the risk of being assimilated by the resentful spirits, and since they came to fight, the strength of the entire team has completed a earth-shaking change, if the previous average was only the level of fifty or sixty on the hidden dragon list, now the average is already about thirty on the hidden dragon list!

This is an extremely shocking leap, the thirty places on the Hidden Dragon List, that is to say, at this time, everyone's strength has far surpassed that of Gongshen Tu, who had no way into the heavens and no way to enter the earth who was chasing Ling Xue at that time, and he had already had the ability to compete with Lei Liangping, the sixth son of the Lei family!

In this team, everyone has a blood-red word on the back of their right hand-

Night!

(To be continued!) )