Drunken Immortal Gourd

This true ghost has tried his best to deploy a large array of blood trapped demons in order to collect these souls, and then slowly refine them, so that they can repair their damaged souls and improve their cultivation. Up to now, they have collected nearly Two hundred, all of them were monks’ souls who died in this mine.

With these things, he has the chance to make a comeback, so he has been reluctant to take it out. Now he has no life, so what is the use of keeping the opportunity? In desperation, he had no choice but to resort to his ultimate life-saving method, and after sacrificing these primordial spirits through some simple methods, he released them all.

Many casual practitioners don’t know the methods used by the real ghost, nor do they know that the cold energy with fluorescent light is the primordial spirit of the slain monk. They just feel that there is a sudden wind and wind around them, but it has no effect on everyone, so Some monks were even more proud and shouted: “Haha, it’s okay, this guy is really bluffing, everyone!”

Is it really okay? Of course it is impossible. How could the dignified Ghost Dao monk at the foundation-building stage only have this means, the real Nether sneered, opened his mouth and sprayed a mist of blood, and then uttered a series of unknown spells in his mouth.

Seeing those primordial spirits floating in the air suddenly dispersed, screamed and rushed to the ground. Before everyone could react, there was a creaking sound on the ground.

This situation is so weird. The casual cultivators couldn’t help but look down. They saw the corpses of the monks who had been dead for a long time, whether they were the corpses sucked by the blood trapped demon, or they were killed when they besieged the real Netherworld. All the corpses that had not dried blood moved,

Those corpses lying on the ground suddenly supported their arms on the ground, slowly raised their heads, and then stood up from the ground; those who fell on their backs also suddenly sat up with force from their waists, and then Fumbled and straightened up. In a blink of an eye, there were nearly two hundred humanoid monsters in the mine, and the number was not much less than the remaining monks.

Some of these people are intact, holding the previously used magical instruments in their hands, and staring at the surroundings; some of their bodies were beaten to pieces, but they were not affected at all. They even grabbed the thighs torn from other corpses as weapons. ; Some have no flesh and blood on their bodies, just like a skeleton wrapped in human skin, but their thin arms are exceptionally sharp.

Although all monks were present, their cultivation level was low after all. Many people have not yet shaken off the habits and psychology of ordinary people. Seeing this kind of cognition that surpasses ordinary people, seeing such a strange scene, the fear in their hearts can be imagined. And know. Most of the monks lost their fighting spirit in an instant, and the rest were panicked, wondering if they could cope with this kind of scene.

“Kill!” Real Netherworld shouted.

Then, seeing the nearly two hundred humanoid monsters roaring, they rushed towards the other monks around him, and a melee suddenly started in the entire mine.

This is the secret method of the real Nether person pressing the bottom of the box. After being sacrificed, the cultivator’s soul has been erased from the original memory, and bloodthirsty and cruelty have become their nature. Once activated, it will completely become a killing machine, killing all the active creatures around it. Even the real Nether person who uses this method can’t control it. It may only stop when they kill each other to the last one.

This kind of secret technique is extremely difficult to use, and it does great damage to the caster himself, but at this time, the real person can no longer control so much. What he wants is a pleasure, rather than being squeezed to death by these low-level casual practitioners. Everyone deserves to die, none of them can be let go.

This secret method also has one of the biggest shortcomings. The corpses on the ground can be temporarily activated, but their strength will be greatly reduced. After all, their primordial spirit has been processed, not the original primordial spirit. The cultivation base may only play 70% to 80%.

Nearly two hundred humanoid monsters, although there are many in number, the strength is not very good. After all, most of the ones that can be killed in the melee are those with poor strength. If the more than 200 monks present could unite, they would still be able to win.

But it was the same reason. The casual cultivators lacked mutual trust, and no one was willing to sacrifice for others in vain. Coupled with the influence of this weird atmosphere, most of the casual cultivators had no fighting spirit at the beginning, and they were almost collapsed and could escape. Just run away, who can care about others?

In less than a quarter of an hour, there were only dozens of monks in the mine who were still resisting, and a half of the remaining were killed by those humanoid monsters, and more were looking for opportunities to escape. It’s not that people don’t want to go, but they can’t get off if they are entangled.

At this time, who can care about the chalcedony, who is still thinking about the foundation-building monks’ wealth and meritorious rewards? My life is gone, what’s the use of asking for those things? In the past, everyone relied on the large number of people and thought that sooner or later they could kill the other party~www.wuxiax.com~ Only now I realized that this idea was quite wrong.

The real person Nether is really terrible. He can actually resurrect the dead cultivator to help fight. No matter how many people come, it is useless. The more people you die, the fewer people, and the more the opponent’s subordinates die, the longer they drag on. Danger, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, let the big people handle the matter.

No one knows what is going on with those humanoid monsters, or whether they will really increase in number, let alone whether they will come out to chase everyone after killing the besieged monks. The unknown is the most fearful, and this incident wants to be more frightening, so no one dares to stop on the road casually, wishing to have his wings on his back and fly to Ash Jade Spirit City.

In the mine, the real person Nether became weaker and weaker, but seeing the fewer and fewer monks on the field, he couldn’t help showing a relieved expression. Although the number of humanoid monsters that can fight is getting fewer and fewer, the remaining ones can’t be turned upside down. It will be sooner or later that they will be destroyed.

As for those who fled, he no longer has the energy to chase after him. The most important thing now is to take down these people in front of him, collect their souls and go back to suppress the injuries, and then leave Yuling Mountain as soon as possible, so as not to be known. After the news, the senior monks from Yuling City who rushed over blocked it.

With the passage of time, the number of monks who can stand decreases, and a dozen of them desperately broke through and escaped their lives by chance, but more were killed. And those humanoid monsters, there are only dozens of them left, they are still fighting tirelessly.

True person Nether did not wait to see the final outcome, because he knew that the remaining monks could not survive, and those humanoid monsters would kill each other after killing the monks, even if he was the spellcaster. Will let it go, so he must leave.