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The gray mist was erratic, and there was no trace of panic under the old man's lightning-like attack, and he changed several very tricky directions in a row, easily avoiding it.

The old man was not disappointed because the attack failed, and his attack became more vicious, and the continuous attack and killing trend was like a rolling angry wave crashing on the shore, and in the end, he opened his mouth and roared, sending out a huge roar like thunder.

This is a terrifying attack method to face the divine soul, within the shroud range of its sound waves, no matter how fast you are, it will not help, this is a large-scale attack and killing technique, it is the Jiang family's secret method, and the unexpected use of the enemy often has unexpected effects.

"Don't show off this kind of carving insect skill in front of me!" The cold voice in the gray mist came out faintly, and it seemed that there was no wave, and he didn't care about the old man's sonic magic at all.

The gray mist surged, and a hideous and terrifying grimace stood out, although it was formed by the mist, but there was a terrifying ghostly light in the eyes, although it was not too bright and dazzling, but it seemed to be clearly reflected in the depths of the old man's heart who was staring at by the grimace.

The deafening whistling sound stopped abruptly, as if it was truncated by force, the more powerful this sonic magic is in the end, the more powerful it is, and the Buddha's 'lion roar' that suddenly explosive power is unparalleled in the world, many sonic powers in the world take a cyclical and gradual process, as long as it is not interrupted by a stronger force, this kind of sonic power that relies on the follow-up force will gradually become stronger.

If you don't have enough strength to interrupt this sonic supernatural power, then the end result is obvious, and by the time you want to interrupt and keep playing, it's already too late.

While staring at a hideous grimace that suddenly appeared. The old man of the Jiang family was also furious in his heart, from the beginning of the appearance of this strange gray mist, a faint sense of jealousy was born in his heart, and after a few moves, this extremely uncomfortable feeling became more and more intense.

"A Thousand Ghosts Kill Laugh!" the voice in the gray mist spoke coldly, as if it had changed its tone again. It sounded so ghostly, and the back was tingling fiercely.

The temperature in the surrounding void suddenly became extremely cold, and the chill in the yin wind blowing on the old man's face was as cold as if it was about to freeze the blood, and the boiling qi and blood all over his body were stunned.

The mist grimace that appeared became clearer and more real at this moment, as if a fierce ghost was about to break free from the shackles and jumped out alive, and an unbearable rancid stench rushed out of a sharp mouth full of miserable white fangs.

"Hey, hey"

"Haha"

"Ho-ho"

"Hmph"

Bursts of chaotic laughter suddenly sounded, and with these weird laughter, the yin wind between heaven and earth was fierce. It was as sharp as a knife and scraped over, making people shudder all over the body, and all the pores shuddered.

Each bell of different laughter has a different tone and color, and there is an unpredictable weirdness in the fluttering, and the whole world is much darker because of the sound of these laughter. In a trance, the hideous grimace was constantly changing its appearance in laughter, sometimes with angry eyes, sometimes with open mouth. From time to time, the light in his eyes dimmed, and two lines of bright red blood flowed down.

This is also a kind of sonic supernatural power. Although it seems so ghostly and terrifying, it cannot be denied its power, at least the old man has no time to interrupt, and perhaps the strength to interrupt is unknown.

The mist grimaced, and a dim gray glow lit up. Rushing up in the gloomy sky, they differentiated into various grimaces that had appeared before, accompanied by a kind of weird and piercing laughter, turning into a torrent that surrounded the old man in the middle, and began to turn rapidly.

The old man saw this. His face was very ugly, even though he was not shallow, but after hearing these strange ghost laughter that reached the depths of his soul, his consciousness and mental power actually had a feeling that he was about to collapse, if it weren't for the surging and pure mana in his body to resist, he was afraid that he would have been almost frozen by the cold qi and blood at this moment.

"Are you a member of the ghost path?" The old man looked around, and many of the many domestic servants and disciples who were affected by the ghost's laughter and behaved abnormally did not rise up to stop it, but calmly asked a rhetorical question.

I saw that the closer they got to the people who didn't cultivate enough, now they all had dull eyes and strange expressions, dancing one by one, either madly laughing or tearing the flesh and blood of their companions around them, even if the black and oppressed corpses swarmed up, they did not retreat in fear at all.

Anyone who sees this scene will be terrified, and the companion who was still struggling to resist the attack of the corpses one moment will completely turn into a mindless living dead in the sound of ghostly laughter in the gloomy air. Not only did the aura of the living dead on their bodies fade dramatically, but the expressions on their faces became more and more strange and terrifying.

As if it was a sense of numbness imprinted in their bones, their faces seemed to be smiling rather than crying, although their eyes were wide open, they could not see a trace of human light and resistance, and their whole faces were distorted. Some people laughed hard, their lips were pulled out of a long gap, and they didn't care about the blood gushing all over their mouths, and some people couldn't help but show an indescribable sad and sentimental appearance, as if they had encountered the saddest thing in their lives.

But no matter what the expressions were, the laughter that came out of these mouths and the ones that had appeared in the fog grimaces before gradually overshadowed the sounds made by the grimaces, and in the end, the laughter of the real grimaces could no longer be heard, but the sinister laughter of these living dead became bigger and bigger, and it had become the only one in this mountain range.

Even the long and poignant howls of countless corpses can't hide the ghost laughter in the sky, where is this still a human realm, even if it is a real infernal ghost realm, I am afraid that it is only so.

The man in the gray mist was not at all surprised to see such a sight, but rather a taste of joy, and he let out a piercing sinister laugh and replied, "Yes or no, it doesn't matter too much anymore. ”

The old man's expression was cold, and his tone became a little tough, and he said: "On the way to cultivate the ghost path, you need to sacrifice the blood of a living person to cultivate, which is a big taboo in the cultivation world. For the cruel and murderous people in the ghost path, everyone who cultivates of my generation can see it and punish them, are you afraid that your life will be long?"

The art of the ghost way, with its weird and peerless world, according to legend, this way is really from the underworld of the arts, if the living need to practice this way. Sacrifices of large quantities of human blood must often be required. There was a time when the ghosts were flooded with people, countless mortal realms were slaughtered, and an endless sea of blood was created, and then all the giants of the monastic world joined forces to kill these brutal murderers who regarded human life as a mustard.

As a result, the ghost path master was almost dead, so the ghost path did not fall in the first vein, and the inheritance was almost broken. It is even more because of the fear of the resurgence of people in this vein, and the cultivation defines the rules. Anyone who encounters a cultivator of the ghost path will be punished.

Therefore, the people in the ghost path have become street rats that everyone shouts and beats, no one dares to blatantly walk the cultivation realm, which will cause death, maybe someone is secretly practicing this kind of evil art that loses his conscience, but it is also done secretly, once exposed, the consequences can be imagined.

The old man has a wealth of experience, from the ghostly practice of 'Thousand Ghosts Killing Laughter'. It was concluded that the identity of the visitor was not ordinary, so he asked questions.

The answer of the man in the gray fog was ambiguous. But this made the old man even more firm in the idea in his heart, the ghost path is a lineage of inheritance of the hell of the Yin Division, all the supernatural powers are all forbidden methods, the power is unimaginable, and the weirdness of the exercises and the difficulty of cultivation, the combat power of the ghost dao masters who have achieved success in the Tao is quite terrifying. It's enough to make people smell it.

The man in the gray mist said with a hint of playfulness: "Who can prove that I am a person from the ghost path?" The voice is like a night owl crying, as ugly as it is.

"Isn't it enough for so many disciples of my Jiang family to see it with their own eyes, you are too blind to no one!" the old man said indignantly.

"Oh, since so many people have seen it, I will tell you: the dead should not speak. The ghost man said contemptuously without care.

This is a naked threat. How could he not make the old man angry, and immediately scolded: "I don't know how thick the sky is, it's just you alone, is it really a decoration for me as a disciple of the Jiang family?"

This sentence is true, although there are many people who fall into the magic sound and go crazy, but those are all servants with low cultivation, no matter how much they die, they will not shake the real power foundation of the Jiang family, and many masters with strong strength are not under the control of the 'Thousand Ghosts Killing Laughter', after all, the scope of the impact is very wide, and the pressure shared on everyone will be weakened a lot, although the power of the magic sound weakened by this kind of power is somewhat pressure on these masters, but it will not make them fall into the point of mental loss and madness.

If you really want to go out and work hard, the ghost people may not be able to take advantage of much.

"I don't care!" The simple words have already indicated the other party's attitude, which is the rhythm of stumbling to the end.

The people of the ghost path are not afraid of the many masters of the Jiang family, but have a feeling of eagerness to try, which is really abnormal, even the well-informed old man can't figure out what the other party is thinking for a while.

"Could it be that the person named 'Qin Zhao' is also a person in the ghost path, this person may be his elder, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence, obviously the induction of the 'soul repelling mirror' fell here, but a ghost path master came out. The old man's mind was racing, he was thinking about more levels, and he didn't care about the life and death of the many Jiang family members who fell into madness below.

This is the cruel reality, the law of the jungle is a mess, for the Jiang family, these people will not care about the life or death of these people, they are as humble and pitiful as small ants.

The loud howl of the corpse sounded, like a sharp arrow rising into the sky, and the yellow-eyed zombie who was originally trapped in the body did not know how to break free from the suppressive power of the mountain.

A withered yellow messy hair danced with the drumming of the strong wind and waves, although it had already lost its vitality and died, but at this moment, it was re-rendered into a jet black and shiny by the vast dead air in the corpse, and the roots were like black gems emitting a crystal clear light.

The yellow-eyed zombie is fierce and abnormal, raising his head and shaking the heavens and the earth with a roar, and rushing into the light curtain of the giant legs that he stepped on, he is like an unyielding eagle, trying to shake up and break the seal of the heaven and earth, and the steel-like corpse blooms with immeasurable black magic light, like a dazzling black sun rising in the void.

The giant beast roared wildly, the huge body towering into the sky was illusory and real, releasing an irresistible terrifying coercion, and the thin spiritual light in the divine furnace was affected by an invisible force, giving birth to a few rays of light ripples, which seemed a little uncertain.

The old man also began to rush over, holding the purple sword in his hand, attacking and killing like mercury. His target was not a yellow-eyed zombie, and the ghost path master in the gray mist made him feel even more uneasy, this person's identity and origin were suspicious, and he would definitely not be allowed to stay.

The ghost path master in the gray mist smiled darkly, until this moment his whole body was still shrouded in a thick gray mist, and no one could spy on his true face at all. It's just that in his body, the power of the ocean of yin and evil seems to be stronger than that of a real yellow-eyed zombie, and all the people who face him seem to feel that a demon who has really come from hell has been born.

The mist around the ghost path master is not small, it is made of countless Yin Soul sacrifices, supplemented by the blood of living people, even if the cultivator is contaminated in the slightest, it will have terrible consequences. Moreover, this demon mist formed by the gathering of yin spirits has been carefully refined, and has become a ghost magic weapon that can be attacked and defended, and its power is amazing.

But this kind of Yin Soul Sacrifice thing. Although the power is terrifying, it also has fatal flaws, and it will be helpless in the face of the treasure of the Supreme Yang and the Sun, and the divine sword mixed with the 'Purple Sun Thunder Iron' in the old man's hand is the biggest nemesis of these Yin Spirits.

Therefore, as soon as the old man made a move, the divine sword opened the way, and he displayed a peerless killing power, and a purple divine sword turned into a purple Jiao with scales and claws, and every sword light seemed to be a dragon churning. Stirring up a purple wave of boundless aura.

Ziyang Thunder Iron is a rare kind of divine gold, and according to legend, only on the top of the mountain where lightning strikes all year round can a small piece be born. Because it is often bombarded by thunder, it is called thunder iron.

It is precisely because of the brewing of the power of the heavenly thunder for many years that this divine gold also contains a trace of the power of the supreme thunder of the sun that destroys evil and drives away filth, if there is enough thunder iron refining, it may be able to refine a trace of the power of the origin of the thunder path, which will be a supreme treasure for countless people in the world who practice the thunder path supernatural power. Anyone will break their heads and compete for it.

The purple divine sword erupted with a thousand divine lights, dazzling like the scorching sun, and everywhere it went, the dark and intense corpse clouds seemed to be ice and snow in the magma, and they all melted away in a piercing 'hiss' sound. There is also a hint of restoring clarity between heaven and earth.

The rest of the Jiang family masters who had not been poisoned by the 'Thousand Ghost Killing Laughter' also began to act, their faces were gloomy one by one, and their eyes were extremely cold with killing intent, rushing into the crowd controlled by the demon sound, and launched an iron-blooded killing, not only against the corpses, but also against those crazy domestic servants, the blood suddenly stained the surface red, and the bloody atmosphere was about to melt.

Those poor domestic servants may not know until they die that it was the people of their loyal family who ended their lives, and worked hard for them during their lifetimes, but once the crisis came, their lives were like mustard, and their lives were like candles in the wind, which were extinguished at once.

For them, life is so overwhelming, there is not even a trace of pampering and pity.

"Hehe, hey, it is said that the living are the most ruthless, and today is really good, and the people of your Jiang family may not be so noble and benevolent!" Seeing this scene, the ghost dao master sneered quite proudly.

He didn't care about the life and death of these people, and the purpose of bringing it up at this moment was just to hit the Jiang family verbally.

The ghost path people who need to sacrifice the blood of the living at every turn, no matter how big the killing is, it will not make him blink half an eye, for him, it is good that all the Jiang family members will die, so the number of resentful ghosts in this place is very considerable, if it is sacrificed into the gray mist after collection, it will greatly increase the power of the gray mist.

"This account, the old man has already counted it on your head, and I want you to pay it back now!" the old man said calmly, his tone was flat and indifferent, but the murderous aura in his eyes was not concealed at all, and his hatred for the ghost master was even more than that of the yellow-eyed zombie.

From a long-term point of view, this is also right, no matter how excessive the yellow-eyed zombie is, behind it is the ancient corpse clan supporting it, with the strength of the Jiang family, the entire corpse clan is simply hitting the stone with an egg, don't even think about it. However, killing a person in the ghost path is different, even if it has some origins, but it is also a ghost path demon who everyone in the world has seen and punished, from the tactical interests and not taking it into account, the Jiang family has already gained the upper hand in the strategic sense, and the resounding name of a demon who kills the anger of the gods and gods sounds very good. (To be continued......)