The three of them suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind them, and felt chills running down their spines. The young man who was about to curse suddenly had his words stuck in his throat...
The three of them looked at each other, feeling a creepy feeling rising in their hearts, and then looked around vigilantly...
After a while, after discovering that there was nothing unusual, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little.
Just as they continued on their way, a strange and sinister laughter suddenly sounded above their heads...
"Hehehe...hahahaha..."
This laughter has a weird rhythm and contains a soul-stirring evil power.
"Ah! No, this is the Nether Soul-Calling Technique. It belongs to the Ghost Sect. Quick, keep your mind and don't be distracted, otherwise the soul will be forcibly detained and separated from the body."
When the three of them heard the sudden strange laughter, they were suddenly startled and their expressions changed greatly. One of the older young men quickly warned them.
The other two people heard the words and did not dare to be careless. They quickly followed the instructions in panic, and at the same time used their skills to resist.
"Quack... Jie Jie Jie Jie... Hehehehe..."
Another burst of strange laughter sounded like a reminder. The three of them worked hard to keep the mourning platform clear and tried their best to control themselves not to be affected by it.
However, in just a moment, the three of them were sweating profusely and trembling, and it seemed that they could no longer hold on.
"puff!"
One of them finally couldn't resist the influence of the Netherworld's soul-stirring technique, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground softly.
"Ah! I can't stand it anymore, bastard, come out and fight me. I'm going to kill...poof!"
Another young man couldn't stand the attack of the Nether Soul-Calling Technique. He suddenly covered his ears and screamed. Then he pulled out his long sword and cursed. However, in the middle of the curse, he looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. .
"Junior brother!"
The older young man was heartbroken when he saw his two junior brothers die one after another. He knew that the people from the Ghost Sect who came were so much higher in cultivation than them that they couldn't compete with them. This time, they were destined not to come back alive. .
"Hey hey hey! Ghost Lock! Go!"
At this moment, along with a sinister laugh, a dark and cold chain with a cold light fell from the top of the young man's head...
At the end of the chain, there was a gloomy white bone claw. The white bone claw grabbed the young man's Tianling Cap and gently lifted it upwards. The Tianling Cap was immediately separated from the young man's head.
The young man died before he had time to react.
A black phantom flew next to the bodies of the three Xiaoyao Sect disciples. After hearing a strange mantra silently recited, the three strands of souls were captured by the phantom.
"Hahaha! There are three more. Although they are a bit too weak, they are still stronger than those of mortals. Let's just use them! In this world, I, the Netherworld Ghost Lord, am back again! Hehehehe!"
The shadow laughed strangely to himself and floated away to find the next target.
Now, as the time for the opening of the Zhongyuan Wasteland is getting closer and closer, the actions of these three evil sects, the Demon Sect, the Ghost Sect, and the Demon Sect in the Donghua Dragon Territory are getting bigger and bigger, and they are becoming more and more unscrupulous.
Almost every place has a battlefield where good and evil fought, and there are corpses left by both sides everywhere, with broken limbs and broken arms...
Even some places in the mortal world suffered from the disaster of Chiyu and were massacred by innocent people.
The major sects in the world of cultivation do not care about the life and death of mortals at all. Only some casual cultivators with truly good intentions spontaneously formed the Sanren Association to protect the mortal world and avoid being harmed by the three evil sects.
For a time, the Donghua Dragon Territory was in chaos and smog. However, the Territory Lord of the Donghua Dragon Territory has not come forward to say anything. No one knows what the Territory Lords of this side are doing.
Compared with the other three major realms, the Western Spiritual Underworld is the headquarters of the three evil sects, and the mortal world in the Western Spiritual Underworld is also a group of brave and ruthless barbarians.
Under the leadership of its domain lord, everyone in the Western Spirit Underworld will practice some evil arts. Although they are not considered cultivators, their combat power is not on the same level as that of mortals in other fields.
The Beichen Star Territory is also a realm that advocates force. It is said that the domain owner himself is a martial arts master. If he goes further, he will enter the innate realm and reach the entry point of a cultivator.
Under the leadership of the Beichen Star Territory Lord, the combat power of each of their tribes is not inferior to that of the Western Spirit Underworld Territory. This is also the reason why the West Lingming Territory dares to attack the Donghua Dragon Territory but does not dare to easily offend the Beichen Star Territory.
The Nanchao Sea is an ocean domain. Apart from the sect on Liuli Island on a remote island, there are only forces under the sea.
There are no domain lords in the Nanchao Sea, and no mortals live there, because the Nanchao Sea is spread all over the ocean, and the sea area is so vast that it is comparable to the combined area of the Donghua Dragon Territory and the Beichen Star Territory.
Although there is only one cultivation sect in the Nanchao Sea, under the ocean, legend has it that there is a mysterious force that has existed since ancient times, the Crystal Palace!
Even Liuli Island, who has been overseas, is aware of the existence of the Crystal Palace. It is because it is said that the Crystal Palace is in the deepest part of the ocean, and there are unimaginable taboo dangers and powerful sea monsters in the sea.
Since ancient times, no one has ever seen the practitioners of the Crystal Palace, and no one has ever known what kind of creatures exist in the Crystal Palace. There are only vague and scattered clues recorded in the ancient books that have been passed down for a long time.
Now the entire world of cultivation is about to be shaken by a bloody storm, and the opening of the Zhongyuan Wasteland will also mean a change in the structure of the entire world of cultivation.
Xiaoyao Valley
In the world of thoughts, Dongfang Junhao felt the waves of flowers rising and falling like waves, and his heart was filled with excitement. An inexplicable sense of ambition lingered in his heart...
Suddenly, a ray of light flashed across the starry sky of the mind world. Dongfang thought of the Yanyang Spear he had just learned, and a kind of enlightenment came to his heart...
Dongfang Junhao came to a planet full of flowers. He floated in the air and gently closed his eyes, feeling the endless momentum of the sea of flowers...
Feel the intoxicating fragrance of the sea of flowers, the endless vitality of life, and the endless charm displayed...
Suddenly, a spear appeared in Dongfang Junhao's hand. Holding the spear in both hands, he began to step in the void, waving the spear like a flying dragon...
Dongfang Junhao integrated the artistic conception of the sea of flowers into his marksmanship...
I saw him dancing his spear and sending out spear shadows all over the sky, layer upon layer, with one wave of gun shadows pressing against the other, rising and falling continuously, like long dragons tumbling outwards from all directions and biting the world in all directions...
It's like a divine dragon waving its tail and transforming into the infinite and roaring into the sky...
"All phenomena derive the destiny of heaven and earth,
Endless exuberance and eternal life,
The waves surge like mountains,
Clouds from all directions move the sky! "
Dongfang Junhao waved the marksmanship move he had just created, and said boldly, the formula corresponding to the move!
"Whoo! Boom!"
The vast sea of flowers, driven by Dongfang Junhao's set of marksmanship, swayed violently, erupting with a majestic momentum like a stormy sea!
