Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Pan Ying's face looked grim, with huge waves rising in his heart.

"What the ghost-faced man said was actually... all true?"

At this point, he finally realized that there was nothing false about Anle's prediction.

"But, can we really defeat such an enemy?"

Pan Ying's mind raced as he felt an extremely strong desire to survive. He had heard that there were human cultivators who had taken refuge with the evil spirits of the Luohun Sect, thereby saving their lives and also acquiring powerful secret techniques.

"He can do it? But I can't?"

Thinking of this, Pan Ying looked up at the black clouds in the sky. There was a faint strong aura there, which might be the so-called Ghost Lord.

He struggled a little bit at last, but still felt that his life was more important. He gritted his teeth, controlled the magic weapon, and flew high.

"Master Ghost, I am Pan Ying, and I would like to..."

After flying to a certain height, Pan Ying shouted loudly to attract the attention of Ghost Lord.

The next moment, a stream of black smoke pierced his heart.

The Ghost Lord on the high ground sneered: "What kind of cat or dog wants to join my Luohun Sect?"

"You too?"

Pan Ying's eyes widened in shock, and his body fell rapidly like a kite with a loose string.

"If I had known, I would have..."

It was not until he died that he finally felt a strong sense of regret in his heart.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

For the image of the "Statue of the Gods", you can refer to "Great, I gradually understand everything.jpg". I suddenly found that it appears once in every book of mine! I can't help it, who made me love the chainsaw man too much.

Chapter 152: One sword opens the sky!

The corpse with a big hole in its chest fell rapidly, and landed on the ground with a "bang" among the evil spirits. Within a few breaths, it was eaten up by the nearby evil spirits, without even a bone residue left.

The flesh and blood of the Foundation Establishment cultivators are of great benefit to them and naturally will not be wasted.

Amidst the black smoke, a ghost general asked carefully.

"Ghost Lord, I don't think that person is a weakling among the cultivators, why doesn't he..."

"Ok?"

The Ghost Lord turned his head and looked at it, a cruel emotion flashed in his completely black eyes: "Are you questioning me?"

The ghost general trembled all over and kept saying, "I dare not!"

"The Blood Demon's Taoism still has some merits, but this person has mediocre talent. It is better to use him as a consumable."

Ghost Lord said coldly: "My Luohun Sect will not recruit such inferior disciples."

"Your Luohun Sect has long been dead! Why do you still care about the glory of the past?"

The ghost general couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

'You're the boss!'

'Whatever you say is what it is.'

The ghost general knew that this lord's mental state was already unstable. If he was provoked to go crazy again, he would be the first to suffer!

The wave of evil spirits and idols will not stop because of this small episode.

They were like real waves, rolling over various buildings in the ruins. Many ancient and solemn temples were damaged, buildings collapsed, walls with carvings and murals were smashed to pieces, stones were scattered all over the ground, and the flat roads became full of cracks and bumps.

None of the monks hiding in the buildings were spared and were instantly submerged by the evil wave.

The weak evil spirits will either be torn to pieces by other evil spirits or blend into this wave.

Wherever it passed, only a mess of ruins was left.

Watching the once familiar scene being gradually destroyed under his own command, Ghost Lord's eyes were extremely complicated, with nostalgia, regret and a touch of determination.

“All sacrifices are meaningful.”

"Everything is done to make the Luohun Sect great again."

******

"coming!"

The moment the ruins changed, many monks in the camp noticed it.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky that seemed to be dyed black by ink. They all had serious expressions and heavy moods, and felt an indescribable sense of depression in their hearts.

The evil energy in the air seeped in and began to erode the spiritual power in people's bodies, making their skin feel eerie and cold.

Even though they had predicted the coming of this crisis from Anle, they still couldn't help feeling uneasy and frightened when it actually appeared before their eyes.

Those who were less courageous trembled all over, clenched their palms in cold sweat, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at the center of the crowd.

There, a tall and majestic figure, completely black and red, was standing upright.

It was Anle wearing ghost armor.

His figure was as steady as a mountain, and he would remain motionless even under the impact of the waves.

In everyone's heart, she was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea. All the monks who saw Anle seemed to have found their backbone and subconsciously calmed down.

Even geniuses like Gu Qiutong, Bai Xianyou, and even Yun Wuhen, when they saw Anle's posture at this moment, couldn't help but feel a little inferior, and at the same time, a sense of confidence emerged.

——We can win this battle!

Soon, the dark and strange waves approached at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the dim shadows, people could already see those evil, weird and ugly appearances.

The most eye-catching thing is the bloated and deformed fusion statue.

Its name is "Crowd."

"What the hell is that?"

Xiong Batian saw it from a distance. Looking at the arm made up of heads, he got goose bumps all over his body and couldn't help but swear.

"Isn't this too ugly?"

"This aura...why is it so strange and so terrifying?"

Others also looked at him with fear and horror.

The terrifying thing about the statues of gods is not their huge size, but the strange and mysterious power that combines the strength of many statues.

A strange physical force field formed around it, with gray, black and red halos constantly flowing. If you look closely, you will find that all kinds of disordered lines and patterns flashing in those colors. If you stare too intently, your sight and even your soul will be sucked away by it.

When the bodies of the gods appeared, people felt a shudder from the depths of their souls and an instinctive fear at this moment.

"This feeling... is divine..."

Yun Wuhen was shocked and said: "This statue actually possesses divinity!"

The so-called "divinity" is an existence that Yun Wuhen had seen in an ancient book within the sect.

It is said that in the ancient times, when the human race was still weak, a true god was born, with great power that was immeasurable.

There is a saying that the first few immortals and powerful beings of the human race received gifts from the true gods, or gained insights after witnessing their images, and then created the earliest cultivation methods and officially started the path of cultivating immortals.

In order to repay this favor, some people built statues for them and chanted their names.

Over time, those original statues were vaguely stained with the aura of the gods, so they were called "divine."

Among the treasures of the Yuntian Sect, there was a fragment that was tainted with divinity, which Yun Wuhen had the honor of seeing once.

He still vividly remembers the terrifying pressure he felt at that time, which is why he can recognize it instantly now.

Although many of the previous statues of gods had extraordinary powers, they were, in the final analysis, just a tool for spiritual practice, a crude imitation of "God" used to deceive ignorant mortals and absorb their wishes and incense.

But the current one seemed to have truly given birth to a ray of supreme divinity. Even if it was only a very weak trace, it had made its strength rise to a terrifying level.

At least it’s another golden elixir!

Gu Qiutong, Hu Chunsheng, Qian Bing and others, although they did not know where the aura of the statues came from, the pressure was real and could not be faked, and it made them feel cold all over.

Just as people were becoming increasingly uneasy, Anle spoke loudly.

"Everyone, follow the original plan."

Then, he turned to look at Yun Wuhen and said, "Brother Yun, I can only ask you to take care of this statue. I don't ask you to destroy it, just try to entangle it as much as possible."

Yun Wuhen was slightly startled: "That Ghost Lord..."

He instantly understood what Anle meant.

"The statue of the god belongs to you, and the statue of the ghost belongs to me."

It is conceivable that the ghost who could create this statue would be even more powerful, and now, Anle actually wanted to confront it head-on with his own strength. Such courage, bravery and confidence made Yun Wuhen feel impressed. At the same time, the fighting spirit in his heart burned like a flame.

Although you, the Ghost-faced Man, are extremely heroic, I, Young Master Wuhen, am definitely not a man who has gained this reputation for nothing!

'I won't let you take all the limelight!'

Yun Wuhen had a smile on his face, his expression was calm and relaxed, his temperament was as ethereal as smoke, and he rarely showed the demeanor of the unrivaled genius of the Yuntian Sect.

"give it to me."

The evil comes very quickly.

In the short time it took to speak, the forefront of the evil wave had already arrived before people's eyes.

chi chi-

The magic circle set up in advance took effect, forming an invisible and solid wall of spiritual power that blocked the waves.

The evil spirit that collided with it was like ice meeting fire, its body kept melting, accompanied by sharp screams, and black smoke came out of its body.

In the blink of an eye, a large number of evil spirits disappeared.

"It is worthy of being called the Mysterious Spiritual Demon-Slaying Formation. It is simply the natural enemy of evil spirits!"

Some monks couldn't help but admire.

Among the cultivators there are those who specialize in magic arrays. They may not be a match for cultivators of the same level if fighting alone, but now they are showing miraculous effects when they use their magic arrays.

However, the joy on people's faces did not last long, as the second batch of evil creatures followed closely and surged up like a tide.

Their aura has generally become much stronger, and there are some difficult guys hiding among them, trying to destroy the nodes of the magic circle.

Without Anle's command, some monks shouted softly.

"thunder!"

Spiritual energy condenses and immortal music vibrates.

Several blue-purple lightning bolts danced wildly like dragons and snakes, accurately hitting the body of the stronger evil spirit.

This was Gu Qiutong's Immortal Gu at work again. It was like a big net connecting everyone together and transmitting information in real time.

Thunder and lightning are fierce and violent, and can also destroy evil. Once they entangle the evil spirits, they will most likely disappear.

Several people shouted in unison.

"fire!"

This time, a scorching hot flame ignited, instantly enveloping a large area of ​​the evil body, and the sound of wailing was endless.

"wind!"

The fire spread with the wind, forming miniature fire tornadoes nearby, engulfing several evil creatures and destroying and burning them in the storm.

This is a variation of the Four Symbols Combined Attack Technique taught to everyone by Yun Wuhen, which can unleash a power far more powerful than a single spell of a cultivator.

The most crucial point is that this formation does not require great proficiency in order to be mastered in such a short time.

Under the obstruction of this storm of fire and thunder, the tide of evil creatures that was surging like waves could not help but slow down, and a large number of evil spirits died every second.

But people's mood is still solemn, they all know that the real battle... has not yet begun!

The statues of gods in the distance and the dark clouds in the sky were like a heavy mountain pressing down on their hearts, making it hard for them to breathe.

at this time.

Suddenly there was a sneer from the sky.