Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 603 Thousand Ghosts Soul Eater Formation

Ghost Shadow quickly returned to the meeting hall of the Ghost Witch Cult. At this moment, the left and right protectors and the seven elder protectors were already waiting here.

"What's going on? Who broke into our Nether Ghost Cult?"

After entering the door, he asked eagerly.

"My lord, it's too bad. It's the Burning Heaven Clan. They somehow found us here, and even broke through the formation in front of the gate."

The one who spoke was a gloomy old man with a skinny figure, who was the left protector of the Nether Ghost Sect.

"Damn it, how could it be Burning Heaven Clan?"

Originally, the ghost thought that it was just the brat Wu Hongling mentioned, but unexpectedly, it was the enemy of life and death, Burning Heaven Clan.

In his opinion, compared to a young man, the Burning Heaven Clan is naturally more difficult to deal with.

The right protector said: "My lord, what should we do now?"

"What else can I do? Naturally, go and kill them."

This is already the last stronghold of the Nether Ghost Sect, and there is nowhere to retreat, and after 30 years of training, their strength is not inferior to that of 30 years ago, and they have even improved and become stronger.

"The leader is right. It's time for us to take revenge. This time, we must let the Burning Heaven Clan come and go."

The voice was full of hatred, and it was the Great Elder of the Nether Ghost Sect who spoke.

This guy was wearing a blindfold in one eye, and he was destroyed in the great war 30 years ago, so he was full of hatred for the Burning Clan.

"Let's go, let's meet up with old friends. Over the years, I have prepared a lot of gifts for them, and this time it just happens to be useful."

Ghosting spoke gloomy words, and after finishing speaking, he was the first to walk out the door, followed by the others.

On Song Haotian's side, facing the young men in front of him, he just waved his hands, and the members of the Burning Heaven Clan rushed forward.

"The flames are raging!"

Second Elder Zhu Rong Pinghai shouted loudly, and boundless flames swept out, instantly turning the Nether Ghost Sect and these people into ashes.

The others couldn't help but use their tricks of pressing the bottom of the box one after another. For a moment, the flames rose, the fire dragons danced, and even the surrounding air rose by tens of degrees, sweeping away the evil spirit here.

Song Haotian didn't even have any interest in making a move on these little people like shrimp soldiers and crab generals. He walked forward with the two little guys, slowly walking up the mountain, and several spirit beasts followed closely beside the little master.

The Nether Ghost Sect has been quiet for so many years, and they were completely caught off guard by their arrival, without any precautions, and suffered heavy losses in haste.

Under such circumstances, the people of Burning Heaven Clan attacked the city like a broken bamboo all the way, and soon came to the halfway up the mountain.

But at this time, the people of the Nether Ghost Sect had already reacted, and experts quickly gathered here, and the group's progress was no longer so smooth, and they began to encounter stubborn resistance.

All of a sudden, there were more and more people on the other side, and there were hundreds of people rushing towards this side. They were not only the disciples of the Nether Ghost Sect, but also many guards, followers, and relatives of the disciples.

These are all dependent on the Nether Ghost Sect to survive, and all are prosperous and all are harmed. Now that there are foreign enemies invading, it is natural to fight desperately.

"kill!"

These people rushed out with a loud roar, and collided with the people of Burning Heaven Clan, causing waves of blood and murderous aura to surge to the sky.

At this time, a disciple of the Nether Ghost Cult wearing a grimace mask rushed out, holding a gloomy white bone staff in his hand, chanting words in his mouth.

Then a jet of black air shot out from the tiger stick, and fiercely hit the disciples of the Burning Heaven Clan who rushed to the front.

That person was originally a master, but the moment he was hit by the black air, he lost all strength from top to bottom, and his whole body seemed to be petrified.

"No, come and save me, I have fallen into their witchcraft..."

As soon as the words fell, and before other people had time to rescue him, a disciple of the Nether Ghost Sect next to him cut off his head with the long knife in his hand.

This kind of scene was staged everywhere in every corner of the entire cottage. The strength of the two sides was equal, and the battle was extremely tragic after a big battle.

Of course, these are all low-level battles, and what can determine the final battle depends on the battle of the strong.

After several elders of the Burning Heaven Clan joined the battle one after another, the balance immediately collapsed, and the disciples of the Nether Ghost Sect were routed and died under the flames one after another.

The combat power of the master of magic is really too strong. The elder can summon a fire snake casually, killing and injuring hundreds of thousands at every turn.

Song Haotian didn't care about these things. At this moment, his divine sense was scattered, and he had already sensed the location of Wu Hongling. He took the two little guys and walked towards the top of the mountain in an orderly manner.

And just as the Burning Heaven Clan was victorious, a ghostly voice suddenly came from the top of the mountain: "The juniors of the Burning Heaven Clan dared to break into my Nether Ghost Sect and kill my disciples by force. Today I will drive you out of your wits!" , will never be reincarnated!"

The words were eloquent, full of hatred, and then the ghost appeared on the top of the mountain with the strong in the sect.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of black air rose up, completely covering the surroundings in an instant, like a black curtain falling from the sky, making people unable to see their fingers.

"Master, it's not good, this is the Soul Eater Formation of the Nether Ghost Sect!"

As soon as Zhu Rong Pingchao finished speaking, ghosts and wolves howled immediately, and countless vicious spirits surged out of the black mist.

These evil spirits had different shapes and were extremely ferocious. They also let out breathtaking howls. For a moment, everyone in the Burning Heaven Clan felt as if they had fallen into hell.

"Arrangement!"

Great Elder Zhu Rong Pinghu shouted loudly, and soon the people of Burning Heaven Clan stabilized their position, and under the leadership of several powerful men, countless flames gushed out.

The fire all over the sky scorched the evil spirits that rushed over, and suddenly there was another shrill scream.

Although it temporarily blocked the attack of the evil spirits, everyone could tell that this was only temporary, and the people of Burning Heaven Clan would definitely not be able to hold on for a long time.

Zhu Rong Pingchao said again: "Master, I didn't expect the Nether Ghost Sect to have such an evil formation here, why don't we retreat for now."

As the head of the sect, he is very aware of the strength of his subordinates. Although the giant formation of flames formed now is infinitely powerful, it also consumes a lot of energy. With the current cultivation base of everyone in the Burning Heaven Clan, it can last for a quarter of an hour at most.

Once the flame formation is forced, when the time comes, all souls will devour souls, and I am afraid that there will be only a few of the hundreds of subordinates he brought.

Therefore, the top priority and the most sensible choice is to withdraw temporarily, and then find a way to break the formation later.

"Don't be in a hurry!"

Song Haotian waved his hands casually, then looked up, and saw a four to five feet tall stone tablet standing on the top of the mountain, with a black body and a gloomy breath.

At this moment, black air continuously spewed out from the stone tablet, straight into the sky, and then spread out, covering the entire mountain peak.

If you look carefully, there is no black air here, it is obviously countless vicious spirits roaring towards this side overwhelmingly.

It can be seen that the stone tablet is the foundation of the Soul Eater Formation, as long as it is there, there will be no end to evil spirits.

"My God, there are so many vicious souls!"

The few elders nearby also noticed this, and all of them looked pale. If things go on like this, their Burning Heaven Clan will definitely not be able to hold on.

"Master, let's evacuate first, there is really no way to go on like this."

Seeing this scene, even Zhu Rong Pingchao was terrified. Although he knew that Song Haotian had extraordinary abilities, those in front of him were not strong men, let alone flesh and blood people, but fierce souls that could not be touched or seen.

The most critical quantity is really too much, no matter how powerful the master is, he may not be able to deal with it.

(End of this chapter)