Chapter 6 Boutique Crystal Technique: Calling Ghosts in the Clutches!

The Heavenly Sword Sect is a righteous sect that cultivates crystal qi. It is divided into two courts: the inner and outer courts. The ordinary disciples of the outer court are only nominal disciples, and the monthly supplement of the sect is pitiful, only five bottles of inferior spiritual qi dispersion and five bruising pills. If it is the core of the outer courtyard, there will be ten bottles of medium-quality spiritual qi disperse, and a handful of wood-iron level mortal weapons. And the treatment of the inner disciples is excellent. An outer court disciple, as long as he cultivates hard and meets the annual selection requirements, he can challenge the core first. For each core disciple, the sect will attach importance to the abnormal. Therefore, the competition in the Heavenly Sword Sect was very fierce. Actually, this is true of all other sects.

At this time, it was in the place where the deacon elders of the outer courtyard of the Heavenly Sword Gate lived.

A white-haired old man was full of anger, his voice trembled, and he cried and said: "Lei'er, ah! Why are you dead... The old man was heartbroken, Li Lei, his only grandson, was actually killed,

"Don't worry, grandpa will avenge you. The old man roared angrily into the sky, venting his anger. The wild momentum on his body shook a few pine trees in the courtyard into powder.

"Come on, go to Oolong Town to find Fang Yun, you must behead the person who killed my grandson" The old man's eyes stared at the broken soul bead in his hand, and he said in a fierce tone. In some sects that practice crystal qi, some important disciples will be marked with crystal beads by the elders of the sect. The so-called 'soul bead' is to use special means to separate a trace of the crystal soul in the crystal person's body, extract it, and then fuse it with the crystal bead. Each soul bead represents the net worth of a crystal person, and the soul bead is broken, indicating that the crystal person's body and soul are destroyed!

"Fang Yun, I'm afraid this matter has something to do with you, after all, Lei'er, I listen to you for everything......" The old man calmed down his painful mood and returned to his usual majesty, his eyes flickering.

Soon, two people dressed in the costumes of the Heavenly Sword Gate walked into the house and looked at the old man. "Family Ancestor ,......" the two of them looked inquiring

The old man snorted coldly, "Don't ask more, go to Oolong Town to find Fang Yun, and Longshan." Find the man who killed my grandson, and bring him to me, or you won't have to come back. Go ahead. ”

"Yes!" the two replied after hearing Elder Li's words, and then quickly left. ......

Marshland, located 300 meters northeast of Oolong Town. Because the sound of the dragon's groan came from it, the townspeople did not dare to set foot on it, because wherever the heavy treasure was born, there would be guardian demon beasts and other monsters.

The outer periphery of the swamp has been surrounded by many crystals, and they are faintly divided into three parts, one side is the righteous path sect led by the Heavenly Sword Sect, one side is the demon path dominated by the temple, and the other side is the scattered cultivation force. Red Blood and Yunxia dressed up as casual cultivators and mixed into the scattered cultivation camp.

Faced with this barren and overgrown swamp, the crystallists of the three camps all made their own calculations, thinking about who to let to explore the way. After all, heavy treasures are born, and good luck is uncertain.

The atmosphere was tense in vain, and the three camps on the outskirts of the swamp were very quiet, and it seemed that none of them wanted to be the first bird.

"Hehe, I heard that the cultivation of the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect is profound, and when I saw it today, it was indeed so. An old man in black from the Domain Sect Temple was the first to speak to break the silence and speak.

Fang Yun looked at the young man standing on his left, who nodded and smiled at him. Fang Yun knew in his heart, and smiled at the old man in black, "Elder Yin Gao, my Heavenly Sword Sect cultivator is not enough, how can I enter your eyes?" Fang Yun glanced at everyone, and continued: "There are many fierce and auspicious people in the swamp, I heard that many scattered cultivators have not come out alive before, and there are many powerful cultivators in the Strength Realm. My Heavenly Sword disciple's cultivation is dismal, and he is still the first son of your domain sect!"

The old man in black smiled. This Fang Yun is really thoughtful, at this age, he has such a scheming. If this son can grow up, he will definitely be a hero! It's a pity, the Demon Dao Domain Sect has a big grudge with the Heavenly Sword. How can the old man allow you to grow? "In order to avoid losses, who do we all choose to let in?" The old man had a meaningful smile on his wrinkled face, and his dark eyes scanned everyone, exuding a terrifying demonic intent.

Many casual cultivators secretly scolded, Old fox, this is not clear for us to explore the way?"What a temple! When did the Heavenly Sword collude with you?"

Looking at the angry Sanxiu, many people in the Sanxiu camp shook their heads, and their eyes were full of schadenfreude.

The old man in black flashed a trace of fierceness in his eyes, and said loudly, "Do you dare to come out and fight me?" The old man was waiting for this sentence, hehe. The man in black said secretly in his heart.

"Why don't you dare?" the monk stepped out of the crowd. The old man looked at the man, his face was delicate, his divine court was full, and a sense of arrogance naturally emanated from his eyebrows. Shaking his head slightly, with a look of pity on his face, the old man in black sighed: "If you don't transition to the ninth order, you have a great future." It's a pity that it's going to fall here. Then he raised his palm and made a downward gesture forward, and a large hand full of dead energy appeared in the air, and the rolling demon cloud trembled, pressing towards Sanxiu. "Remember! Pay attention to the occasion and your own strength when you speak in the future!" Although the last sentence was addressed to the casual cultivator, it was obviously a warning to those present.

"Ahh Another finger-thick pure demonic qi came out of the old man's palm, and then under the control of the old man in black, it floated towards the man, slowly penetrating into the man's body, and the crystal qi on the man's body was slowly swallowed up little by little.

In the end, the demonic qi wrapped the man's whole body, the demonic clouds rolled up, and a hideous ghost head slowly formed, and the boundless demonic qi covered the sky above the swamp, and suddenly the blue sky and the rolling clouds disappeared. When the old man in black saw it, his fingers moved quickly, forming a strange pattern in the air, and then injecting a pure crystal qi, and finally slapped his palm towards the pattern, and the pattern floated towards the ghost's head. As the pattern moved, it shone with blood-colored light, and the demon cloud above everyone's heads projected the hellish Shura demon under the illumination of this bloody light, roaring in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain. There was a slight sound of "pop", and the pattern was printed on the ghost's head, and the ghost's head suddenly moved, and two ghostly fires appeared, turning into his eyes. The cold and strange eyes of the ghost head glanced around at everyone present, and the breath of death hit everyone. Many crystal masters who had cultivated weakly were directly hooked by the ghost eyes, and unconsciously walked towards the terrifying ghost head.

"Roarβ€”" The ghost shouted angrily, seemingly excited. A little imp was spit out of its mouth. The spitting out ghost creature roared and pounced on the crystal who had been hooked by the crystal soul. The loose cultivator man was torn apart by the ghost head and ate it directly.

A quarter of an hour later, the ghosts summoned by the old templar slowly dissipated into the air. The magic clouds in the sky gradually disappeared, revealing the blue sky with white clouds.

"Could this be the domain sect's high-quality crystal technique 'Summoning Ghosts'?" Some knowledgeable crystal masters looked at the scene in front of them, not only very surprised. The old man of the temple only smiled and said nothing.

"It is said that this 'clutch summons ghosts' is extremely powerful, as long as the giver is strong, he can summon ghost soldiers, ghost generals, and even ghost immortals and ghost kings. With this crystal, the caster can make them fight for themselves for a quarter of an hour. "The ghost head that the old man in black in the temple just summoned is a low-level ghost general.

The people present glanced at the old man, and their eyes showed a deep sense of jealousy and fear.

The old man seemed to be very pleased with this effect. Isn't the purpose of such a big formation just now to establish the majesty of the domain sect and let the world remember the Demon Dao!

"Are you leaving?" The old man who was called the Hidden Old Man by Fang Yun, that is, the Old Man of the Temple, raised his eyes and looked at the cultivators coldly. The Heavenly Sword Gate was watching the excitement from the side.

"Let's go!" the face of the person led by the scattered cultivators was ugly, and he threw out words with difficulty, "Everyone, there is still life in the swamp! "People have already 'set an example for chickens and monkeys', and if they don't obey, they just want to die!

After speaking, he led the loose cultivator into the dangerous swamp first. Red Blood and Yunxia followed closely behind.

"Senior Brother Long, let's go in too!" Seeing that all the scattered crystal cultivators walked into the swamp, Fang Yun smiled at the young man on his left and said.

"Good. Let's go. The young man said lightly with a smile on his face. "Ladies and gentlemen, the land of the dragon's voice is extremely treacherous. Wait for the next time to enter, and the Heavenly Sword disciples will try to gather as much as possible, so that it will be more convenient to deal with the crisis. Do you understand?"

"Yes. The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect responded in unison. The young man in front of him was one of the Heavenly Sword Twin Heroes, Senior Brother Longshan. He began to cultivate at the age of three, and at the age of seven, he reached the sixth-order upper grade of the Crossing Qi Realm. After returning to the Heavenly Sword Gate ten years ago, he retreated for a month and realized the power of the realm. The talent is almost demonic. And the other person in the Heavenly Sword Shuangjie is named Lin Feng. This Lin Feng is a killing physique, he is a killing path, he has comprehended the killing realm by himself, and he is also a demonic character.

After speaking, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect walked towards the swamp.

Because Red Blood and Yunxia walked behind the Scattered Crystal Cultivators, both Longshan and the Heavenly Sword Sect saw it. Fang Yun's eyes were resentful, staring at the back tightly, and his breath became short.

"Hmm? The figure of that man looks like him. Long Shan looked at the straight figure of Red Blood, and was puzzled in his heart. "Lin Feng, are you still alive?" his thoughts seemed to go back to ten years ago, Long Shan thought in his heart.

Long Shan's heart was full of excitement and guilt. He was excited that the figure in front of him might be Lin Feng, his former friend. As long as he sees each other, he can recognize them. The guilty thing is that the elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect didn't listen to their words and didn't save Lin Feng ten years ago. Thinking of his strength at that time, Long Shan secretly hated in his heart, if he was strong, he would be able to protect everyone.

Fang Yun's experienced disciple looked at the back of the red blood, and the fierce color flashed in his eyes, and the killing intent was fully revealed! The expression of the disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect Long Shan didn't see it, he just stood there and stared at the back of the red blood, his eyes were full of hope.