Chapter 847: Soul Suppression!

After being entered by the soul master, Yi Qing and the others suddenly felt that the true qi in their bodies was frantically pulled out of their bodies. And their life essence is also passing quickly.

In just a few dozen breaths, their jet-black hair has already turned white. Wrinkles also appeared on his forehead, and his eyes began to darken.

Just when those soul masters were happily sucking the true qi and life essence of these masters of various factions, five overwhelming blood qi rainbows rushed towards here from all directions.

Seeing this, the ghosts tried to escape.

"Stamp!"

The sound of the national teacher was like thunder, resounding in everyone's ears.

I saw that the national teacher was coming quickly, and at the same time, his hands were sealed and pressed towards the deep pit below.

A huge bloody handprint ruthlessly pressed towards the Yin Soul that was crowded below and thicker than the black mist.

In just a moment, an unknown number of ghosts were pressed into the pit. And among them, the masters of the various factions tied to the stone pillars were also mercilessly pressed into the deep pit by the bloody handprints, and into the black holy blood that had been contaminated.

"No......" someone shouted, but it was masked by a red curtain of light that was instantly formed by the bloody handprints.

Nangong Jian and they did not hesitate, and they struck one after another. One after another huge bloody handprints were fiercely pressed from the other four directions.

With the concerted efforts of the five of them, all the yin spirits gathered here in the pit were immediately crushed into the pit.

And at this time, the red light curtain that gathered the five bloody handprints had turned black. Because in there, there are I don't know how many ghosts.

"So fast?" Standing in the air, Nangong Jian said to the national teacher beside him, "Why didn't those soul masters fight back?"

The national teacher glanced at the thunderclouds overhead, and said in a deep voice, "Their counterattack is coming!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw one humanoid lightning bolt after another shoot out from the thundercloud storm and slammed into the barrier below.

With just a few hits, the barrier has a tendency to be broken. And the yin spirits inside also began to roar and want to come out.

Even, they could clearly see that Yi Qing and they were also attacking the enchantment.

Seeing this, Lin Changqing was shocked and said, "They didn't die?"

"Dead!" the lieutenant general said in a deep voice, "It's just that they have been controlled by those soul masters." ”

"What now?" Ling Jiannan looked at the National Teacher and said, "Looking at it like this, this seal seems to be breaking through by them.

Glancing at the thunderclouds above, the national teacher said to the lieutenant general, "You go and scatter the thunderclouds." ”

Nodding, the lieutenant general turned his hand, and a sharp long sword appeared in his hand.

Killing Sword, the lieutenant general's saber.

"The eighth style of vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, raising the sword style!"

With a low shout, the lieutenant general raised his sword and struck, and a sword qi that pierced the sky instantly slashed up.

Like the wind blowing on the surface of a lake, this sword qi instantly smashed the thick thunderclouds above. Even, even the space was shattered by this sword, and the rolling thunderclouds were engulfed by the torn space.

And those lightning bolts of humanity disappeared without a trace immediately.

"What a powerful swordsmanship!" Ling Jiannan exclaimed, "With this sword, the lieutenant general can be called the sword saint." ”

Smiling, the lieutenant general put away the killing sword, looked at Ling Jiannan and said, "It's too good." ”

By this time, the seal had become unstable, and some black mist began to emerge from the ground around the pit.

"They're sacrificing other Yin Soul Seals, we're just sealing the top, and they can walk through the ground around them. Lin Changqing said in a deep voice, "National Teacher, are you prepared?"

Nodding, the national teacher said, "Everything has already been prepared." ”

As he spoke, he saw the national teacher wave his hand in front of him, and then seven black spears appeared in front of him.

"What is this?" Seeing these seven spears, the lieutenant general seemed to think of something, and said in a low voice, "Are those seven?"

"Hmm," the national teacher began, "yes." ”

Seeing the lieutenant general ask like this, Lin Changqing couldn't help but wonder, "What is the origin of these seven guns?"

Nodding, the lieutenant general spoke: "This is Master, he used the bones of seven martial saint-level masters to refine. ”

"The bones of the Martial Saints?" Lin Changqing raised his eyebrows and said, "Hundreds of years ago, there were ten Martial Saints in the world. Among them are Mu Yunxuan, the previous generation leader of Qingyun Peak, as well as Yan Yuntian, the lord of the Fengyun Mountain Range and the ancestor of Yan Yi. Later, because of the matter of Yin and Yang, the cultivators and martial artists in the world were not at peace, and in the end, even the masters of the Martial Saint and Spirit Saint levels gathered here to compete for the Yin and Yang Erque. In that battle, seven of the Martial Saints were killed here, and Yan Yuntian was also seriously injured and finally died. After that, it was Mu Yunxuan, who was in charge of Qingyun Peak at that time, and Qingya Fairy, who was in charge of Qingyue Mountain at that time, to defeat those who had exhausted their strength in one fell swoop, and then forced them to retreat to the western frontier. And in that battle, the father of the national teacher, who was the lord of the Wind and Cloud Mountain Range, did not participate. Aren't these seven guns refined from the bones of those seven Martial Saints who were also among the Ten Martial Saints who died here?"

With a light hum, the national teacher nodded and said, "Back then, my father came here after the war and collected the bones of those seven martial saints. Then, after the ghosts appeared in the land of the burial gods, he refined the bones of the seven people into these seven spears. ”

"Then how do you use these seven guns?" Nangong Jian asked aloud.

"Knock them into the ground around them, and then seal off the crater around them with secret techniques. Then bless the upper seal, and they will not be able to come out. The national teacher said, "I'll go and get these guns, and you use the method I gave you to bless this seal, in case they break through." ”

Nodding, Ling Jiannan said loudly, "Then let's start!"

The national teacher did not randomly shoot these guns into the ground, but after carefully surveying the surrounding area of the pit, he then calculated the distance between each gun, and then drove them into the ground one by one.

As he drove the seven spears refined from the bones of the Martial Saint into the foundation, Nangong Jian and the others clearly felt that the black mist that was surging around the pit gradually disappeared.

It was as if there was an invisible force that had blocked those ghosts.

"Blood, sacrifice!"

Pointing like a sword, the national teacher slashed his wrist, and then let his holy blood drip to the ground.

Under Lin Changqing's puzzled gaze, the national teacher let his holy blood flow, and at the same time walked around the huge pit that blocked the Yin Soul.

The giant pit is not small, at least thousands of zhang square. If he walked around the giant pit like this, the holy blood in his body would be reduced by at least half.

"What is he?" Ling Jiannan looked at the lieutenant general and asked, "This is the secret method in his mouth?"

Nodding, the lieutenant general said in a deep voice, "Those seven spears, he has been practicing in the imperial palace all these years. The only way to keep the seven spears firmly locked here is to use his holy blood as a source of power. In other words, his life will be tied to these seven spears. If there is something wrong here, he can notice it wherever he is. ”

"Then I don't know if this will hurt him?" Lin Changqing asked aloud.

Looking at the national teacher who was still walking around the giant pit with the holy blood, the lieutenant general said slowly, "He will always fight against these suppressed ghosts, and in the process, he will suffer a lot of unknown pain. ”

After listening to the lieutenant general's words, Nangong Jian and the three of them looked at the national teacher with a lot of admiration.

A strong person does not need to prove that he is better than others.

A truly strong person is laid with his own strong heart and will.

The national teacher is a strong man, a strong man in action and thought.

He is not a person who serves the country and the people, but what he does is for the common people in the world.

For this, he paid many costs.

And not many people know these costs.

Wherever the national teacher walked, the holy blood flowed into the soil and then disappeared.

Those holy blood are not ordinary blood, and a drop of it falls on the ground and is absorbed by the soil. Instead, it acts like a diaphragm that flows directly into the soil.

By the time the national teacher had finished his lap, his face was already extremely pale. His breath was also much weaker.

Even when he walked, he staggered, and he felt like he was going to fall to the ground at any moment.

Helping the national teacher aside, the lieutenant general said with concern, "Are you okay?"

Shaking his head, the national teacher said, "I'm okay, you guys hurry up and bless the seal!"

"Hmm" The lieutenant general nodded, and then separated from Nangong Jian and them, hanging in the air.

"Cover the Seal!"

The four of them sealed their hands, and then shouted loudly.

I saw the four ** hands pressing down, and then the four huge bloody handprints pressed the seal below.

When the four bloody handprints were blessed on the seal, the color of the seal also changed from gray-black to pale red.

"Go on!" the lieutenant general snorted, and then sealed it again.

The four of them are blessed at the same time, and with each blessing, the color of the seal below will become darker. But on the other hand, their faces were paler for a while.

This seal of heaven does not mean that the cover can be covered, but they are blessed with their own internal forces. With each blessing, they have to exhaust about 10% of their strength.

When the blessing reached the ninth layer, Nangong Jian withdrew.

He is only the peak of the third order of the Martial Saint, and he has not yet reached the fourth order of the Martial Saint. If he continues to be blessed, he will not be able to bear it himself.

At this time, he was already about the same as the national teacher, in addition to being able to fly, his face was also pale and pale.

And when Ling Jiannan was blessed to the tenth layer, he also withdrew.

In the field, only Lin Changqing and the lieutenant general were left.

After the lieutenant general blessed one more, he also withdrew with a pale face.

And Lin Changqing, although his face was also pale and weak, he still gritted his teeth and insisted on blessing the twelfth seal.

It can also be seen from here that Lin Changqing's strength is actually very good. After all, he is the second person in the Fengyun Empire to break through to the Martial Saint after the National Division, even if he is a lieutenant general, he has also broken through to the Martial Saint after Lin Changqing.

After blessing the twelfth seal, Lin Changqing couldn't bear it anymore. Taking a deep breath, he flew down to the lieutenant general's side and looked at the huge crater in front of him.

At this time, the seal blessed on it was already bright red.

The bright colors are eye-catching, but they become a barrier for those who are difficult to get out.

Listening to the thunderous roar inside, the national teacher spoke, "It's finally done, let's go! This time, everyone is very exhausted, and we need to find a place to rest." The next step is to find a way to destroy these ghosts. The suppression is only temporary, and only complete eradication is the fundamental solution. ”

Nodding, Nangong Jian said, "Then let's go!"

However, just as the five were about to leave, an unexpected happened.

A figure stopped them, and a gray figure appeared in front of the five.

"If I kill you and tell the people at the Greatsword Gate about what happened here, I think they will see me as a great benefactor. Looking at the five of them, the man in gray said with a smile.

"Bastard, you try!" The national teacher stepped forward and snorted coldly, "I can cultivate you, or I can erase you!"