Gong Mengbi stretched out his hand to grab it, and two green fires that corroded flesh and blood were scratched by him. Two skull gods also fell into his hands. He glanced at the skulls and said with hatred: "The method of transforming corpses is indeed the best. The method of transformation."
Gong Mengbi stretched out his hand and patted the two skull gods, and the two skull gods were embedded in the ground and could not move. The Yin Qi on his body poured out, rushing like a long river behind him. One of the huge demon gods stretched out his hand and knocked the guard guarding the mountain gate. Two middle-aged Taoist priests grabbed it in their hands and dragged it in front of them.
Gong Mengbi looked at the two Taoists with his dull eyes and asked, "Whose disciples are you two? How dare you use the body of a disciple of my Corpse Immortal Sect to refine the Skull God?"
The two middle-aged Taoists looked at the demon god who was as high as a mountain in the terrifying Yin Qi, and looked at Gong Mengbi's ruthless eyes, and they were already trembling with fear.
One of the middle-aged Taoists trembled and said: "We are disciples of Elder Wang Hua. The Corpse Immortal Sect... the Corpse Immortal Sect has perished long ago."
Gong Mengbi raised his eyebrows, and the demon gave him a hard squeeze. The two Taoists had all their bones broken and screamed in agony.
"Xima Mountain is here, how could our Corpse Immortal Sect be destroyed?"
Another Taoist shouted: "Spare my life... The Ghost Immortal Sect and the Secular Sect have destroyed all the Corpse Immortal Sect, and all their disciples have become Skull Gods. Now the Ghost Immortal Sect is the only one left in Ximashan!"
"Ah——" Gong Mengbi was furious, and the devil squeezed the two Taoists to death in his hands.
He took a step forward, and the demon god whose face could not be seen behind him stretched out his hand to push. There was a bang, and the gate of Xima Mountain was pushed to the ground by the demon god, causing countless smoke and dust to splash.
Gong Mengbi stepped on the mountain gate of Xima Mountain and shouted: "The Corpse Immortal sent Ma Qingji back to the mountain, get out of here!"
Yin Qi roared, and Gong Mengbi's voice was like thunder, resounding throughout Xima Mountain.
The Skull God was so shocked by his voice that he couldn't say a word.
Ma Qingji... Ma Qingji is indeed a real person. He was a disciple of the Xima Mountain Corpse Immortal Sect back then. He was considered the disciple of the Skull God. He had already been secretly killed by him. He only left the sect to find a place to practice in order to avoid being discovered by his elders. illusion.
Gong Mengbi asked him many old stories, but he didn't expect that he would choose Ma Qingji's identity and sing a drama about his ancestor returning to the mountain.
Gong Mengbi was very loyal to his character, and regarded himself as a senior master who had the opportunity to practice the form-refining method, and he would use his monstrous rage to burn all over Xima Mountain.
Such a big movement immediately alarmed the Taoist cultivators in Xima Mountain. A series of escaping lights lit up. The first one to come was Master Wang Hua, the Taoist guard. When he saw the two flesh-moulded corpses, he immediately shouted: " How bold! How dare the remnants of the Corpse Immortal Sect kill my disciples!"
Wang Hua stretched out his hand and a black smoke roared towards Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi looked up and saw that the skull god on his waist had recognized it and said, "It's the Hundred Souls Banner."
Gong Mengbi sneered, and the demon god behind him reached out and grabbed a giant sword from the Yin Qi. With one strike of the sword, the black haze transformed by the Hundred Soul Banner was scattered, and the hundreds of ghosts hiding in it were scattered. Open, not daring to fight at all.
Gong Mengbi said quietly: "The Ghost Immortal Sect is so majestic and so vicious in heart!"
Gong Mengbi took a step forward, and like a shadow, he appeared in front of the king's avatar. With a stretch of his hand, he grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
Before Wang Huashang had time to react, Gong Mengbi broke his protective magic and pinched his vitals.
Wang Huashang was about to struggle, so he patted his waist bag, and a skull god flew out of the waist bag and spit out a stream of green fire towards Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi rolled up his sleeve and pulled it out violently, turning the green fire into sparks and flying away. The skull god was also pulled away by one sleeve, spinning in the air, and he didn't know where he flew.
"It's the Skull God again!" Gong Mengbi stretched out his hand to squeeze and throw Wang Hua's neck down, and he fell to the ground unable to move.
As soon as his physical body was broken, Wang Hua's spiritual god immediately flew out, but was grabbed by the demon god in the yin energy behind Gong Mengbi, sucked into the yin energy, and let out a miserable cry, and disappeared in an instant.
This tragic appearance was immediately seen by everyone in Ximashan who rushed over, and they all froze in place in shock, not daring to take action.
Gong Mengbi stood on the collapsed gate of Xima Mountain, looking around at the practitioners in Xima Mountain who were wearing Taoist robes but doing evil things. His eyebrows were twitching, and his dead fish eyes were full of anger.
"Where is the leader of the Ghost Immortal Sect?" Gong Mengbi asked.
Among the practitioners in Naxi Mashan, someone said: "The master is practicing in seclusion and has not yet come out."
Gong Mengbi raised his eyes fiercely and said: "Retreat? Even if it is a retreat to death, you have to get out of here!"
This sound was like a thunderous explosion, causing everyone in Xima Mountain to have ears hurt.
Everyone was horrified, looking at the terrifying Yin Qi behind Gong Mengbi, feeling his powerful power, and even more afraid to take action.
On the top of the mountain, a white rainbow was seen flying through the sky.
Everyone in Ximashan said happily: "The leader is here!"
The white rainbow fell in front of everyone and turned into twelve round skulls, protecting a middle-aged man with a skinny face.
Wearing a golden cicada shelling Taoist robe and holding a Hundred Soul Flag in one hand, he looked at Gong Mengbi and said, "Who are you? You dare to attack Xima Mountain!"
Gong Mengbi said: "My name is Ma Qingji, a sixteenth-generation disciple of Xima Mountain and the successor of the Corpse Immortal Sect. Boy, let me ask you, where is my Corpse Immortal Sect?"
"Sixteenth generation disciple?" The head of Ximashan's heart skipped a beat. He immediately glared at Gong Mengbi and cursed: "How brave! How dare you pretend to be an ancestor and don't take me, Ximashan, seriously."
Gong Mengbi's eyes fell on the twelve skull gods, with a sad look in his eyes, and said: "I have been practicing for hundreds of years and have successfully refined my form. I thought I was going back to the mountain to see my old friends, but who knew it was... Such sad news."
"The disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect were refined into magic weapons, and the entire sect became an evil way to feed ghosts and evil spirits. The inheritance of Xima Mountain was destroyed."
"Shut up!" The head of Xima Mountain did not allow him to say any more and raised the Hundred Soul Flag. In an instant, the dark wind blew and howled wildly, and it became dark.
One by one, the ghost immortals came out from the Hundred Soul Flags and surrounded Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi was stunned, and said angrily: "I thought it was a fight between fellow sects and orthodoxy, but it turns out that your Ghost Immortal Sect doesn't even spare your own people!"
"Masters, uncles and masters, Ma Qingji is going to clean up the rules and rectify the family tradition today. If you are still alive, don't blame me for fighting against each other."
Each of these ghost fairies looked at Gong Mengbi with sad faces, but there was a vague expectation in their eyes.
The head of Ximashan shouted angrily: "What are you still doing standing here! Kill him!"
Nothing can be done.
These ghosts and immortals had no choice but to take action against Gong Mengbi, but in just a moment, there were many ways to kill Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi let out a long roar, and the Yin Qi rolled in behind him, drowning him in it.
