Too Reckless

   Chapter 227 Sea of ​​Souls

   The overcast wind whistled, and the sea was obscured by black ghost mist, so he could not see through the three feet in front of him.

   The Nether Ancestor unfolded the Soul Gathering Banner, turning the entire sea area into a Nether Underworld.

  The wind surges, thousands of ghosts cry, and the resentful Jiuyou Li ghosts are like locusts passing through the border, nibbling away all living beings in sight.

  Shangguan Lingye chased him here, and the Four Signs and Gods disappeared, replaced by a thousand layers of ghosts, blocking all the way out.

   At this time, Shangguan Lingye, who was wearing a phoenix skirt, was suspended in mid-air, with long jet-black hair fluttering, his hands raised, and a protective net made of electric snakes connected in series was propped up around his body, blocking the endless ghosts that turned into the Black Sea.

The principle of Gathering Soul Banner is very simple, it is to take in the wronged souls of those who died in vain, imprison them day and night, and encourage their resentment and hatred; Until the soul is gone.

A ghost is not a threat to a cultivator at all, and it can be dealt with with a little bit of morality, but the gathering of souls has never been said to raise a ghost king, but rely on crowd tactics, directly using tens of thousands of dead souls to pile people up die.

   Nether Ancestor's Taoism in the middle stage of the Jade Rank, the soul gathering flag in his hand has been carefully raised for hundreds of years, and millions of dead souls have only slaughtered the city twice.

  Shangguan Lingye did not step into the jade rank after all. No matter how talented and talented he was, he also showed a sense of powerlessness in the face of this pure soul attack.

The    thunder net devastated the ghosts and turned them into nothingness, but still squeezed through the thunder net a little and crashed into Shangguan Lingye's body.

Soul attack directly affects the soul of a person. Hallucinations or fainting are only minor conditions. The power of the Soul Gathering Banner is enough to smash the soul of a person. However, generally, if this step is not reached, the monk will fall into madness due to the loss of mind, or the blood in the body. The circulation is disordered, and the body explodes directly to death.

  Shangguan Lingye was surrounded by the Sea of ​​Wronged Souls, but he persisted for a few breaths before he was distracted, his eyes were blood red, and his glamorous cheeks showed a grim look.

   Seeing that it was difficult to support it for too long, Shangguan Lingye looked at the ghost fog that covered the sky and scolded the sun in a cold voice:

   "Mouse coward, come out for me!"

   After speaking, the momentum skyrocketed, and a circle of thunder expanded in all directions, and all the ghosts it touched were wiped out.

   However, the area of ​​the ghost area spread out by the Soul Gathering Banner was too large, and the thunder ring spread out only more than a hundred feet, but it was exhausted by the endless ghosts and pressed back to its original size.

   And at this moment, a voice also came from the ghost fog:

   "Little girl, when you meet a senior, you are not polite at all. Your master didn't teach you what it means to be senior or inferior?"

   Voices sounded from all directions in the black ghost sea, as if all the ghosts were crying at the same time, the sound was so terrifying that it was impossible to determine where the deity was.

The usage of the Soul Gathering Banner is to use endless ghosts to pile up the opponent to death. As the person who controls the Soul Gathering Banner, naturally he will not give the opponent a chance to capture the king. He hides in the Soul Gathering Banner and directs the ghosts to attack until the ghost realm is captured. Breaking up will reveal the true body.

Yuyaozhou can transcend a large number of dead souls in an instant, only the Lord Fulong who specializes in this way; Shangguan Yutang is a martial artist, and he really came to save the field, and one blow can't kill so many dead souls. I can escape, so I dare to delay time here.

   In order to prevent Shangguan Yutang from coming over, he first ran to Zuo Lingquan to clear the siege, and let the plan of this trip fail. The ancestor of the ghost did not show any affection for Shangguan Lingye.

   The voice fell behind, the ghost fog accelerated and circled, and the densely packed Specter seemed to be stimulated, becoming more and more crazy, and collided with Shangguan Lingye who was trapped in the middle.

  The ghost has no entity, and did not make any movement. He could only see the lightning net and lightning flashing around the shelter, and then died, completely submerged by the ghost fog.

   "Ah~~~~"

  The screams of Wan Gui's wailing went straight to his mind, but in an instant, Shangguan Lingye let out a groan from the shock, a trace of blood was hanging on the corner of his lips, and his eyes also showed a look of disorientation.

  Shangguan Lingye knew that he couldn't hold it for too long, so he scolded: "Break it for me!" After the words fell, more than ten meters of purple gold fairy talismans floated out of Linglong Pavilion, causing an earth-shattering thunderstorm in the middle of the sea of ​​ghosts.

  Boom boom—

   The chain of thunderstorms lined up in a line, directly turning the hundreds of thousands of screaming ghosts behind them into nothingness, forcing a passage several miles long.

  Shangguan Lingye took this opportunity to protect his body with a thunder talisman, turned around and rushed towards the coast.

The scope of the    Soul Gathering Banner was very large, and Shangguan Lingye could not escape in a short period of time; but with the magic weapon of Qimen and a large number of fairy talismans to protect her body, it was impossible to force her to death with thousands of unjust souls.

   With the way of the ancestor of the ghost, he directly showed his body and fought head-on, and Shangguan Lingye couldn't stop it; but as long as he dared to emerge from the gathering soul banner, Shangguan Yutang might follow him, and he could not risk his life to gamble.

   The Nether Ancestor saw this, so he could only urge his apprentice with his heart to make a quick decision. But before the words of the Nether Ancestor were spread out, a sword intent soaring to the sky came from afar.

   This sword intent is extremely powerful, stuns the ghosts and gods, and makes the tumultuous sea of ​​ghosts stagnate.

  Shangguan Lingye was also aware of it, feeling that the sword intent was both familiar and unfamiliar. Before he could think about it, there was an angry shout from the surrounding ghosts:

   "Shu Zier dare!"

   There was obvious shock in his voice, and the overwhelming ghost fog no longer attacked Shangguan Lingye, but pressed towards the coast.

   Shangguan Lingye didn't know the specific situation, but he understood that Zuo Lingquan had annoyed his opponent. She endured the pain of the soul, and followed the thousands of dead souls to gallop behind, and said loudly:

   "Run!"

The other side.

   Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao, watching the black tsunami coming down from the sky, thought it was the sky-reaching water method performed by the opponent, but when the scolding came, they realized that it was a sea of ​​ghosts, and the eyes were densely filled with screaming ghosts.

   Xie Qiutao has subdued demons and exorcised demons for so many years, but this is the first time he has seen such a big scene, and his face instantly turned pale:

   "My God, this seems to be a gathering of souls, let's go, we will die when we meet."

   After saying that, he hugged the dumpling and ran back.

   Zuo Lingquan also wanted to retreat, but before he could leave, he heard Shangguan Lingye's distant call, his voice was unstable, and he was obviously seriously injured.

   Zuo Lingquan's heart tightened, he gritted his teeth and sank into the sea water, condensing the surrounding sea water into solid ice, and directly opened an underwater tunnel, rushing towards the ghost sea.

Tuanzi heard the voice of the nurse, raising birds for thousands of days and using birds for a while, seeing Zuo Lingquan jumping up, he also summoned his courage, jumped out of Xie Qiutao's arms, turned into a white cannonball, and followed Zuo Lingquan. around.

"Eh?!"

  Xie Qiutao knew how terrifying the Soul Gathering Banner was. If he entered Linggu, there would be death but no life. No matter how hot his head was, he couldn't follow him to death. He was so anxious that he stomped his feet.

  TaoTaoTao——

   Zuo Lingquan ran wildly between the ice tunnels, as fast as a thunderbolt, and the solid ice where he landed was shattered and quickly recovered as before, and soon collided with the tide of the ghost sea.

   Spirits and ghosts are invisible and invisible, and there will be no collision if there is no entity. The tunnel formed by the ice layer can only play a stable role.

   Zuo Lingquan had just rushed into the ghost fog, when he found the dense wailing ghosts, rushing down from the water surface, passing through the hard ice without hindrance, and grimacing at him.

   Zuo Lingquan held the hilt of the sword, burst out sword intent, and successfully pushed back the ghost fog, but the ghost fog was manipulated, and in an instant, he rushed forward without fear of death.

   Several ghosts smashed into the body, Zuo Lingquan was like being struck by lightning, the pain in the depths of the soul made people almost faint, and the scenery in sight was quickly distorted, countless indescribable things appeared, and the sky was spinning and lost the sense of direction.

   The magic of the soul is the exclusive supernatural power of the jade-level monks, and the secluded monks rarely have a way to deal with it, let alone the spiritual valley.

  Zuo Lingquan had hallucinations at the moment of contact, relying on tyrannical will to force himself to ignore the indescribable things around him, and try to distinguish the position of Shangguan Lingye.

   But there are endless ghosts in the Black Sea, far more than just a few. As the first one slammed into the body, the dense ghosts behind them all pressed up.

   The Nether Ancestor, who was hiding in the sea of ​​ghosts, was even worried that he would kill Zuo Lingquan directly. He was about to stop, but at this moment, a golden flame emerged from the ice crystal tunnel.

  Call——

   Nether Ancestor was slightly startled, and looked intently, but saw a white hair ball flapping its small wings, flying in front of Zuo Lingquan, opening its beak, and spewing out a flame that was completely disproportionate to its body size.

The golden flame was like the breath of a fire dragon. In an instant, a golden thread was pulled out under the sea surface, extending forward infinitely, until the ice tunnel couldn't bear the temperature and was instantly vaporized, and then it exploded from under the sea surface and exploded in the sea of ​​​​ghosts. A straight gap.

  Boom——

   The original ghost in the ice crystal tunnel was instantly annihilated. After the flames exploded, a hollow groove appeared in the ghost fog on the sea.

  Thousands of Specter did not say that they were in contact with the flames. They were only exposed to the firelight from a hundred meters away, screaming and wailing like a raging flame, and fled to the surrounding by themselves.

   But the dumplings were sprayed in such a big mouth, the consumption is not too big, and the size has shrunk by a whole circle.

   Deep in the ghost realm, Shangguan Lingye, whose face was pale, finally showed his figure.

   Zuo Lingquan saw this, he didn't miss this rare opportunity, taking advantage of the ghosts that covered the sky and didn't dare to approach, he buried his head and ran to meet Shangguan Lingye.

   The Nether Ancestor who controlled the Soul Gathering Banner was also stunned when he saw such a terrifying scene.

  Although he didn't understand what that little white bird was, his hundreds of years of experience made the Nether Ancestor recognize at a glance that it was the Phoenix Fire.

  The Phoenix Fire is a divine fire, ordinary ghosts dare not approach at all, and Soul Gathering Fan cannot control Zuo Lingquan, who is protected by Shiratori.

  Ancestor Youhuang was afraid of any further delay, so Shangguan Yutang rushed over, made a decisive decision, and grabbed Zuo Lingquan who was rushing over.

   Zuo Lingquan galloped only a few steps, and before he could meet Shangguan Lingye, who had turned back with all his strength, he saw the surrounding ghost sea frantically churning, and a bone claw stuck out.

The   bone claws are green in color, and the fingertips are haunted by ghosts. One finger is more than 30 feet long, and the speed is extremely fast. When he saw it, he was already in front of him, and he grabbed it like a mountain.

   "Watch out!"

  The cultivator of the jade rank shot, even if it was just a wave of his hand, it was not something that the cultivator of the low realm could compete with.

  Shangguan Lingye's speed was already as fast as lightning, but the bone claws appeared from behind and passed over his head halfway.

   And at the same moment, under the sky, a deafening thunder suddenly sounded!

  Boom——

  Shangguan Lingye looked out of the corner of his eye, but saw the golden light shining from the nine heavens, and a purple thunderbolt like a dragon suddenly appeared, like a world-destroying catastrophe, hitting directly between the sea of ​​​​ghosts...

  ——————

   A moment ago.

  The white clouds gathered above the East China Sea, a woman in a long dress with golden dragon scales, a black giant shield floating behind her back, and a simple long sword floating on her side, sitting cross-legged on the clouds, watching the battle below.

   The little female dragon transformed into a sturdy girl, lying on the clouds, her hands resting on her cheeks, her calves in straw sandals dangling.

   The little female dragon knew how many innocent souls needed to be slaughtered to spread such a large-scale ghost fog. Seeing that the master's face was not very good-looking, it opened the mouth and said:

   "The endless cycle of life and death is just some residual resentment in the world. I want to open it up."

"The next life is a matter of the next life. If it is because of reincarnation, you can look down on the life and death of your parents, wives and children in this life, and how can you leave so many resentful souls. These evil spirits will comfort the poor people by 'giving a good child to the poor'. As for themselves, people who really can’t survive will commit suicide, and there are things they care about when they are still alive.

   The small mountain village where Shangguan Yutang was a child was slaughtered by Ye Xiu. The hatred was already over, but the hatred engraved in his bones could not be erased. This is why Shangguan Yutang established nine sects and guarded them to this day.

   The little female dragon was no longer comforted when she saw this, and said:

   "Girl Lingye loves money like her life. She has saved up her wealth for so many years. She throws it out without any money, and she will feel distressed afterward. Knowing that you are here but not making a move, I guess she will blame you in her heart for a long time."

   Shangguan Yutang knew Ling Ye's temper very well and said plainly:

   "She came out to protect Zuo Lingquan. All the expenses will definitely be reimbursed by Baye. Maybe Zuo Lingquan will be asked for a reward. It is Zuo Lingquan and Baye who should be distressed."

   "That's because you don't know how expensive Chai Mi is when you don't belong to the house. When Lingye girl becomes the palace owner, you will know how difficult it is to earn money from the gods..."

Ramble.

   Shangguan Yutang didn't answer any more, his eyes locked in the ghost sea, waiting quietly.

  The Soul Gathering Banner is a magic weapon that has been passed down from ancient times to the present. The method of refining the tool is constantly updated. In terms of manufacturing technology, the Soul Gathering Banner cannot even keep up with some contemporary magic weapons.

   But simplicity does not mean backwardness. The gathering of souls has been passed down from ancient times to the present and still ranks first among forbidden objects, relying on low thresholds and unparalleled reliability.

   The low threshold lies in the fact that Soul Gathering Banners are not picky about food. To improve their combat power, they only need to kill mortals to collect unjust souls, and use quantity to make up for the gap in quality; for practitioners, killing mortals is easier than digging up spiritual grass in the mountains, which is equivalent to no threshold.

The reliability of    lies in the fact that the Soul Gathering Banner uses the method of 'fighting poison with poison' to control and exorcise ghosts, that is, catch ghosts and fight ghosts, and the user does not need to show their heads.

In the absence of aura fluctuations, high-level cultivators can use divine sense to search for targets, but if there are millions of dead souls hidden in a soul gathering banner, there will be one million completely different divine senses that interfere with judgment, let alone demons on this scale. , The judge came here with the book of life and death, and it took a long time to find the righteous master.

The design of the genius of the ancestors has made countless younger generations almost despair - once the gathering of souls is 'raised', the huge number is enough to eliminate all detection channels. The only solution is to clear the ghosts, narrow the target range to a range that can be distinguished, or wait. The user reveals himself.

   It is not difficult to clear the sea of ​​ghosts below, but the spirit gathering banners keep releasing the wronged souls. As long as the banners are not beaten to death at one time, the ancestors of the ghosts will definitely flee when they see her appear.

  When the time comes, the unjust souls in the gathering soul banner will be scattered, and hundreds of thousands of spiritual senses will flee in all directions.

  Shangguan Yutang didn't want to let the big fish go, so he could only lurk in the clouds, waiting for the Nether Ancestor to be unbearable and reveal his true body.

   And this opportunity did not make Shangguan Yutang wait long.

   Seeing bone claws sticking out of the sea of ​​ghosts, Shangguan Yutang raised his slender jade fingers unhurriedly, pointing to the center of the sea of ​​ghosts.

   thunder——

  Purple thunder emerged from the fingertips, and the dazzling electric light instantly turned the entire sea into snow white. Even Jiang Yi and others, who were hundreds of miles away, were temporarily blinded by this terrifying electric light.

   The black ghost tide below the electric light has not yet been touched by the thunder, and countless dead souls have been scattered in the flash of the electric light.

  Boom——

After the    loud noise, a semi-circular pit was blasted on the sea surface, forming a ring-shaped shock wave, spreading in all directions, carrying countless electric currents in it, turning the ghosts stagnant on the sea surface into nothingness.

   In just a short while, the ghost fog and clouds on the sea were destroyed by the shock wave, restoring the blue sky and sea, only a few ghost fog remained in the outside world.

   This was supposed to be a devastating blow, enough to crippling the Nether Ancestor, making it difficult for his soul to escape from his body, so that he could be imprisoned in the Thunder Pond and be punished for eternity.

   But after Shangguan Yutang shot, his expression changed rarely.

   She appeared above the sea in a flash, and stopped at the position where Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye were standing.

   The waves that were lifted have not yet subsided, the wind and waves on the sea surface, blasting the seawater into the sky, turning into water droplets and rushing down, as if a torrential rain had fallen.

Under the torrential rain, the sea was empty, not only Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye were gone, but even the ancestors of the ghosts were gone. Still holding the pipa standing outside the heavy rain with shocking eyes.

  The little female dragon returned to the shape of a golden mace, and was suspended beside Shangguan Yutang. He didn't see what was going on, and said in shock:

   "Tangtang, did you accidentally beat Ling Ye and that kid together?"

This is obviously nonsense. According to the Taoism of the Shangguan Yutang, even if Zuo Lingquan stands in front of the Nether ancestor, she will blind Zuo Lingquan at most with a thunderbolt, and will not hurt a single hair of Zuo Lingquan. May be injured by mistake.

   But the little female dragon can't imagine that there are people in the world who can silently change the three big living people at the moment of Shangguan Yutang's eyelids.

   This is equivalent to treating the cultivators in one continent as ants. The group of old monsters in Huajunzhou can't do it. If the Youying aliens have this ability, they still need to sneak up to arrest people?

  Shangguan Yutang was also a little puzzled. After a week of frowning, he said:

   "It was definitely not done by human beings. It is estimated that the Lord of Heaven and Earth here was disturbed."

The little female dragon thinks it is possible, but this sea area is at the junction of sea and land, and the little white tiger in the west of Yuyaozhou, the dragon king of the East China Sea, and the **** Qinglong can all affect it here~www.wuxiahere.com~ which alarmed the gods and said only. Not allowed.

   The little female dragon thought for a while, and roared at the sea:

   "Ancestor Long, did you show your supernatural powers and take people away?"

  The little female dragon was born in the wild and cultivated from snakes. Although it belongs to the genus of Jiaolong, it has nothing to do with the Dragon King of the East China Sea. This ancestor is purely a set of relatives.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea is the incarnation of the East China Sea. The sea area is bordered by four continents. His status is higher than that of stealing pills. His ability can no longer be described by Dao Xing. It's just a hurried passerby in this world after you sang my debut. They are not on the same plane. Where would the Dragon King take care of the little female dragon, and the bottom of the sea didn't respond at all.

  The little female dragon waited for a while without seeing any movement, and asked again:

"What should we do now?"

  Shangguan Yutang frowned and said nothing...

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  This chapter was saved last week, let’s continue the investment, and resume the update tomorrow night. I hope it will be better written later, so you guys have been waiting for or2 for a long time!

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