Of course, Xiang Xiaotian's voice was not loud enough, and there was no sense of existence at all in the terrible roar of these countless ghosts. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But hiding in the air, looking at the Soul Eater on the spot, an old smile suddenly appeared on his face. After watching Xiang Xiaotian for so long, he was finally a little satisfied. As his disciple, what's the matter with using the thunder attribute against the enemy, if this is said, he won't want the old face of soul devouring. Although he didn't deny it, the bamboo cane in Xiang Xiaotian's hand seemed to be a little powerful.

There was satisfaction on his face, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. In this sea of ghosts, even the deacons of the Condensation Period who were hiding around couldn't see Xiang Xiaotian's ghost gate. Soul Eater could be seen at a glance, and these ghost roots could not block his view.

The Mahadi Sutra has never been a simple exercise, and even in Jiuhua Temple, there were very few Buddhist disciples who could practice. It is because this exercise has too high requirements for the mind, and people in Buddhism often have a strong resistance to the dark attributes. After arriving at the Demon Gate, even if everyone did not resist the dark attribute, the difficulty of this exercise did not diminish in the slightest. The requirements for human hearts are far greater than qualifications.

Even if there are lucky ones among the disciples of the Demon Sect, I don't know how long it will take to get started. The spells that were condensed afterwards were always indescribably evil and weird. But the Soul Devourer sensed it, and Xiang Xiaotian's ghost gate seemed to have a majestic aura. There is only a cold and cold, but there is no trace of evil.

Looking at Xiang Xiaotian again, after a loud roar, a black thing suddenly appeared in his hand. From a distance, it was not clear what it was, just endless darkness. But if you look closely, it's clearly a miniature version of the door.

There was no momentum in such a small size, but Xiang Xiaotian smiled weirdly, looking at the endless sea of ghosts, there was a trace of greed in his eyes. In an inaudible voice, he said, "That's right, let me kill people and get souls, I can't do it." I laugh at you souls! ”

As he spoke, he closed the ghost door in his hand and threw it into the sky.

I saw this miniature version of the gate growing in the wind, and Benna's endless ghost went. When it grows to a height of three feet, it suddenly falls down.

With a "bang", countless dust was splashed, and the earth even shook and trembled. Looking at the ghost gate again, a pitch-black gate, everywhere, seems to be carved with the head of a powerful ghost. Gas Eaters, Eaters, Water Ghosts, Headless Ghosts, Long-tongued Ghosts, and Lustful Ghosts have endless images of powerful ghosts on the door. Because the carving is really lifelike, it seems that every powerful ghost on it will have time to rush out of the ghost gate and wreak havoc on the world.

The face of each ghost reveals evil and bloodthirsty. Correspondingly, there is endless suffering, as if they are suffering some kind of punishment that is difficult for them to accept. There were even some ghosts with tears on their faces in addition to bloodthirsty, and the sound of crying surrounded the ghost door.

The pitch-black gate seemed to have a little bit of crimson on it, this red was the color of blood, it was black and red that had long since dried up. It makes people look at it with fear, fear, fear of infinite feelings.

At the very top of the gate, three big characters are carved with the pattern of the talisman, and the ghost gate is closed.

When they saw these three big words, all the ghosts in the sea of ghosts had a kind of fear on their faces, and in a short period of time, the ghosts in the sky actually had a trace of stagnation. Their instincts told them to stay away from this gate and to run away.

But no matter what, their lives have long been gone, and even instinct has to succumb to the manipulation of their masters.

Xiang Xiaotian smiled slightly when he saw this situation, which seemed to be much better than the situation recorded in the exercises. It is recorded in the "Maha Di Zang Sutra" that the Ghost Gate Pass has a certain deterrent effect on ghosts, and even those who are not high in Taoism will retreat directly. I didn't expect that I don't know how many ghosts there are in this sky, and I will be afraid.

Xiang Xiaotian slowly walked to the Ghost Gate Pass and sat down cross-legged, pinched the law in his hand, and suddenly chanted loudly in his mouth: "Ghost Gate, Ghost Gate, ten people will not return it!" ”

There is endless sadness and nostalgia in this poem, as well as feelings about the unfairness of fate and reluctance to be reincarnated. When all the ghosts present heard this, a desolation emanated from the depths of their souls. All the ghosts seemed to be crying, not madly miserable cries, but genuinely sad weeping.

It caused a scene of ten thousand ghosts crying for a while.

All the inner disciples who were shooting outside were stunned, not knowing what was going on.

"Senior brother, senior ,,,, what's going on? How do I feel that there is something wrong with the ghost in my Ten Thousand Souls Sail. ”

"I don't know, I also think there's something wrong with my soul umbrella."

The inner disciples whispered while whispering, but the movements in their hands were not lacking at all, and they were all considered to have experienced a hundred battles. Don't stop because of the slightest twist and turn. Even more frantically, he urged his soul to attack Xiang Xiaotian.

"Don't worry, there are so many of us. He is just a Qi Sea Realm, even if he consumes it, he has to die of life! I don't know who suddenly shouted such a sentence, the originally low momentum returned to the fixed point in an instant, and the original trace of emotion of the stagnant soul suddenly became extremely incomprehensible, and rushed towards Xiang Xiaotian frantically.

"Good, good, good!" Xiang Xiaotian looked up to the sky and smiled, his body floated in the air and slowly turned to the Ghost Gate, and he actually threw his back completely to the Ghost Sea. It seems that he is not afraid that they will hurt himself at all.

"Open!"

With a thousand jun powers, his palms were heavily imprinted on the ghost gate. The true yuan in Xiang Xiaotian's body gushed out from the palm of his hand like a spring, and the door of the Ghost Gate Pass gently opened a gap, and there seemed to be infinite suction power inside, as if there was a netherworld behind the Ghost Gate.

However, behind it, there is an open space in Xiang Xiaotian's bamboo house, which has nothing to do with the underworld.

The ghost door closed a crack, and the endless soul seemed to be manipulated by something. The sea of ghosts in the sky frantically surged towards the ghost gate. However, they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in this ghost gate, and they lost all resistance ability, so they were honestly absorbed into the ghost gate.

Xiang Xiaotian sat under the ghost gate, looking at the scene in front of him, the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger. He stretched out his hand to touch the Ghost Gate, and as the soul continued to pour in, the temperature of the Ghost Gate seemed to become colder and colder, and the color above it became darker and darker.

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