Chapter Ninety-Two: The Name of the Butcher is miserable
Duan De sneered at this scene, then turned his head to look at the group of monks in the canyon who were approaching him step by step, and the variety of laughter appeared one by one in this group of people, smiling, smiling, sneering, Duan De couldn't help but lose his mind for a while, is this the ugly side of human nature? It is really worthy of appreciation like a famous painting, but unfortunately I am not in this mood, and I don't want to play it again, and Beigong Lin, who has no news for one more minute, will be more dangerous.
"Three breaths, please close your eyes when it's dark!"
Duan De suddenly said something that was incomprehensible, Zhu Jiao squinted at Duan De who stood up, and closed his eyes in his heart!
Duan De stood up and the seal in his hand changed rapidly, and he pointed at the banner beside him, and the ground within a radius of two miles quickly burst into black gas, this black gas came very strangely, a team of cultivators who arrived later just entered here, and the last female monk at the peak of the foundation building glanced at the black qi beside him: "Boss, there is a strange retreat!"
However, in the next second, she only felt that her eyes were dark, and she couldn't see anything, and when she woke up again, her vision was completely different, and she saw countless illusory figures of monks floating in a dark space, looking around with blank eyes.
She was horrified to see that her brother who was on the same team as her was being crossed by someone, and she was all right, bowing her head and easily passing through her body with her hand!
Duan De looked indifferently at the array shrouded in black qi, the souls of those monks were sucked into by the big banner one after another, and they all died in the blink of an eye, and their bodies still remained their original appearance, but the brilliance that dissipated in their eyes showed that the master had died.
Looking up at the originally plain and ordinary flags, now there was a dangerous aura that made the monk's soul throb, and the struggling souls on the white banner puffed out one by one to roar and wail silently, but they couldn't make a sound.
Soul Eater Array, Soul Flag!
The sources are all records in the valley library, this banner was prepared by Duan De for himself, an attempt to absorb evil qi and purify the soul, but he didn't expect it to be used here.
The evil qi in the body has crossed into it, but the evil qi line that appears in the soul has not moved, and it seems that this method does not work.
These two things are the signature formations and magic weapons of the Netherworld Sect, and it is not a secret, but it is not a secret that the Netherworld Sect would not dare to slaughter monks like Duan De indiscriminately, they do not need to use living people to refine the Soul Flag, and the endless lonely ghosts and wild souls of the Netherworld Sea are enough for them to use for hundreds of millions of years.
How can a dead soul be the same as a living soul?
The countless remnant souls in the Netherworld are all dead souls, and they will only kill instinctively if they have no consciousness, so there are still occasional Netherworld Sect monks who take risks to slaughter mortals, but after several joint crusades by the cultivator world, they are listed as taboo.
Now the soul conjuring flags refined by Duan De are all the souls of monks above the late stage of foundation building, and after sacrificial training, I am afraid that the power will be very large, and the soul conjuring flags are graded, mortal-level thousand souls, spirit-level 100,000 souls, spirit treasure-level million souls, and the body of the authentic supreme treasure soul banner of the Netherworld Sect is out of the body, and it cannot be resisted! It can be regarded as one of the best killing weapons among the immortal weapons of the super large sect of the Zhenzong Sect in the cultivator world, which is also one of the reasons why several joint crusades have been fruitless.
Generally, the soul banner will have a main soul, like Duan De, who has not determined the main soul and is full of living souls, as long as he injects the evil qi at the bottom of the banner into the soul collection space, the living souls inside will continue to kill each other and devour each other until the last one remains.
How powerful Duan De is, these souls have entered the Soul Banner, and without Duan De's permission, they can no longer get rid of the control of the Banner Body.
In it, the soul energy will not escape, and when you die, you can only be absorbed by other souls, and if you don't enter reincarnation, you will never fall into hell than this.
Zhu Jiao, who closed his eyes, suddenly felt that the two monks holding him had lost their strength, and he struggled slightly and fell directly to the ground together, and then Zhu Jiao, who opened his eyes, was terrified, and the monks in his field of vision fell down like wheat, struggling to get up and pulling the wound to make him dizzy.
But at a glance, except for Duan De standing and looking up at the banner, there was not a single monk standing inside and out! The breath of the fall was gone, obviously dead, and the boss was even more terrifying!
"Okay, you can go and treat them, clean up the scene, pile the corpses in front of the stage for me to accumulate into a 'Jingguan', don't destroy other people's bodies, just pile them up with their bodies. ”
Ignoring the few people who were looking at the Shura Field in a daze, Duan Defei leaned over and grabbed Zhu Jiao and said, "Quickly cure yourself, they are all waiting for you to save their lives, don't let them die when they shouldn't die!"
The fat man's dantian seal had already been unlocked without much effort, the sea of qi was empty, the fat on his body had lost at least two inches, and he didn't know how many injuries he had injured.
When he turned out Wutong, this guy was not much different from Duan De, his whole body was like he had been scraped alive, his left arm was broken at the elbow, and his two legs were only above the knee, which should have been broken off when he was caught.
Duan De had a heart cramp to find that his dantian had been abolished, and now he was alive because this group of guys was counting on more rewards for living. Yao Yan, Huang Puyuan Duan De didn't dare to look at it again, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stand it!
Call Gongsun Yu to teach her to control the conjuring banner and say: "Someone comes, take them all in for my brother! You stay here to heal, I'll go to find the ice girl! Where did Zhu Jiao lose contact?"
"Three or four miles out of the canyon, there is a cliff with the remnants of Dao Yun, the boss and they don't dare to go down, I'm afraid of your cultivation, besides, I'm afraid the ice girl is gone."
'Smack'
A slap interrupted his words, Duan De's red eyes rose up again and came to Zhu Jiao's eyes and said, "If you live to see people, you want to see corpses when you die!"
Zhu Jiao watched Duan De disappear into the canyon with sour eyes, rest assured that your injuries and Zhu Jiao will be cured! Danding Dao Sect, this hatred of your family, Zhu Ye will come back sooner or later!