In front of Mo Wen, more than a dozen medicine puppets were just like paper pasted. The purple flame turned into a huge purple fire dragon in an instant, and the incense ate more than a dozen medicine puppets in an instant.
A sea of fire, medicine puppet in the purple flame dragon, a moment burned to ashes, not even a residue left.
You know, the cultivation of these medicine puppets is very evil. Although they have no intelligence, their strength, speed and physical firmness are far beyond our imagination. Especially, several medicine puppets made by elder Shi can break a big legged tree on the spot with a wave of their arms. If they hit a person's body, they will certainly turn him into meat sauce.
Under such terrible power, he was so vulnerable in front of Mo Wen.
Everyone was stunned and thought that they had seen the illusion. But when the medicine puppet was burned in the fire, the seven temple heads of the ghost gate knew that it was not an illusion, it was true.
The palace capital of the ghost gate knows a secret, that is, the inheritor of the ghost gate has a unique skill, which is the nemesis of the dark sect.
This unique skill is the purple Ling fire that Mo asked just now.
This strange fire is a treasure in the cultivation world. Not everyone can have it. Although Ning Kun also has the magic power of virtual fire, his power of virtual fire is nothing compared with Mo Wen's unique skill of purple Ling fire.
At the moment when more than a dozen medicine puppets were destroyed, the disciples of Guimen immediately displayed their various techniques, and the seven temple heads rushed to kill them with weapons.
The leaders of the seven temple heads and the four sub halls showed their magic power, all kinds of powers, unique skills and techniques, which made the hands of the dark sect fall down like leeks.
"The magic of Yaozong is very strange. Although the puppets of Yaozong have been destroyed by their masters, we must be careful. We all know that the puppets cultivated by Yaozong can't be killed. They have to kill the controllers." Qi Ping thinks it's definitely not that simple. For the sake of safety, she frowns and shouts to the ghost disciples around her.
The other disciples of Guimen also knew the powerful relationship. Ning Kun also took out the magic power of virtual fire and went up against the wind. He sent out a powerful power, crackling and killing a disciple of Yaozong.
The Guimen disciples fight with the people of Yaozong. Shi Chang is always restrained by Mo Wen. As for the other disciples, there are only seven temple heads who are a little stronger and can annihilate them.
The rest of the disciples couldn't beat seven temple heads at all. One of them was hit on the chest by Ning Kun's fist, and suddenly his chest was concave, and the whole person flew out.
"Ah... Kill them..." a disciple of Yaozong took a big knife and made a Dharma decision. Several bright lights smeared the big knife. The big knife spat out a light and cut a ghost disciple into two.
However, what they killed were all ghost disciples' spirit bodies. Even if they were killed, it would not be a matter at all by Mo Wen's means.
So when Mo Wen saw the ghost disciples being killed, he didn't rush to do it. Instead, he immediately received the spirit of these disciples into the spirit ring.
Even under such a powerful attack of Yaozong, the disciples of Yaozong could not support themselves.
"Withdraw..." suddenly a light cheering sounded, more than a dozen people heard the word, immediately chose to withdraw.
"No, the people of Yaozong want to escape..."
"Don't let them run away, chase... Ghost gate is not the place where they come and go when they want to..."
"Want to escape? Hum, there's no door... "Mo asked with a sneer. He flashed. His body, standing in the same place, leaped away like lightning, and directly stopped elder Yao Zongshi and his men.
"Young man, I look down on you! I didn't expect that you were so young that you got the true biography of the old ghost gate? " Shi Changlao stopped and said coldly.
"Did I let you go?" Don't ask is still that high above appearance, for this stone elder, he still disdains his existence.
"What do you want? I've been in the underworld for hundreds of years, and no one dares to speak to me like this! " Shi Changlao began to take up the shelf of the top ten elders of the dark sect. Now, he has not reached the point where he is caught dead with the disciples of the ghost sect. As the saying goes, a hero does not suffer immediate losses. Don't ask if he has a strange fire. Moreover, the cultivation level of this strange fire has already surprised him. He can't believe it. He is a young man in his twenties, I can't believe that I can cultivate to such a state.
"What I hate most in my life is that someone has threatened me, and you... Have committed my taboo. When you have the intention to kill me, you are doomed to your fate!" Don't ask, sneer, the tone of speech, full of strong murderous.
"What fate? I'm in charge of my own fate. It's not up to you, a hairy boy in your twenties, to advocate... "Where did elder Shi suffer such humiliation? To be insulted by a young man in his twenties is more painful than killing him. You know, there are not only disciples of his medicine sect, but also hundreds of disciples of the ghost sect. If this story is spread, where are the faces of his ten elders?
"Pa!" A, stone long old saying hasn't finished, don't ask a slap to fan past.
The action is too fast, even he, who is known as the top ten elders of the underworld, has no time to escape.
On the spot, the old man was slapped by mo. the fan flew more than ten meters away, fell heavily on the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.
"No... it's impossible... I can't be beaten by a young man without backhand power? No... it's not true... "
It's not only Shi Zhongyu, one of the ten elders of the dark sect, who doesn't believe what happened just now, but also the seven palace capitals are completely shocked by Mo Wen's strangeness. You know, this is a famous figure of the dark sect, who beat him down with a slap in the face?
It's incredible. All the disciples of Yaozong trembled with fright. Shi Zhongyu was beaten to the ground. How could they be his opponents?
"This... The master is too good, isn't he? How do I feel that he has an unfathomable sense of mystery? " Qi Ping's admiration for Mo Wen has reached a new height. She seems to be only in her twenties, which shocked her and all the disciples of the ghost sect. Shi Zhongyu, who is known as the top ten elder, was slapped in the face by him.
"Now you know why I'm in the top position? I Ning Kun said long ago, he is not an ordinary person, the reincarnation of Ziwei emperor, how can ordinary people trample on him At this moment, Ning Kun's pride filled his heart. If the leader of the ghost sect had such strength, why did he worry that the ghost sect could not regain its power?
"Ha ha ha, elder Shi, where is the momentum just now? Get up? Don't you mean to kill all the disciples of our ghost sect? "
"This old thing is too evil to stay. Kill him... Master..."
"Yes, kill him. This kind of person is not allowed to live!"
"Don't worry, he can't live!" With a wave of Mo Wen's hand, all the disciples of the ghost sect immediately calmed down. At the moment when Mo Wen took the hand just now, all the disciples of the ghost sect completely submitted to Mo Wen's hands. At this time, Mo Wen said one, no one would dare to say two to him.
"Old man, you kill countless people. Making medicine puppets out of dead people's corpses is injurious to nature and reason. How can you be complacent about this evil trick?" Don't ask, sneer.
"Hum!" The sky in the stone snorted coldly. After being slapped by Mo Wen just now, his whole body seemed to be injected with a strange force, burning more than 40000 meridians of his body like fire. Even so, he still stood up and stood up: "boy, it's not a good end to fight against our medicine sect. It's not just a sect of our medicine sect, And the whole dark sect... "
"Pa!" Again, under the scream of shizhongtian, he was beaten out again.
"I just said that I hate being threatened by others. You don't seem to remember Xing? If you know what I hate, you'll be more jealous? "
"You..." before the words were spoken, the pain in Shi Zhongtian's body immediately appeared. On his twisted facial expression, the pain began to howl: "you... What did you... Do? I... how is my body... Like fire burning? "
"I forgot to tell you. I just slapped the purple Ling fire into your body. Don't the people of the medicine sect like to put special herbs on the corpse? I'll give you a taste of this agony today, OK? It's good, isn't it? " Don't ask to laugh, proud appearance, let the ghost door disciple in the heart don't mention much.
"You... You have to die!" Shi Zhongtian forced himself to endure the pain and said word by word.
"I have to die? I think this sentence is the most appropriate one for you? " Don't ask a complexion to sink, the face contain to kill an idea, cold voice say: "you are so old person, can keep so tender skin, probably use very of means?"? If I'm not wrong, you must have taken the living people's Purple River car to practice the art of immortality, right
"What? "Purple River wagon?" Mo asked just finished, everyone was scared silly.
Everyone knows what Ziheche is. It's the placenta in the belly of pregnant women. It's Ziheche for the living. Isn't it a sin?
This kind of person is not as good as a beast. He is a heartless son of a bitch.
No amount of abusive language can describe this kind of people's heartlessness.
If you take a purple River carriage, you will lose two lives. This stone heaven, cut to pieces, can't solve everyone's hatred for him.
"You... How do you know?" Shi Zhongtian didn't expect that a young man in his twenties was so clear about the cultivation method of his medicine sect. When Mo Wen said that, his face suddenly changed.
"Don't worry about how I know. If you want to be unknown, don't do anything unless you do it yourself. It's God's gift to let you live such a long life. Tell me, where are the various sects of the dark sect? And... How do you know that the seal of the ghost door temple has been broken? How could you find this place so quickly? "
"I don't know..." Shi Zhongtian was not so easily convinced.
"There's only one chance!" As soon as the voice fell, Mo Wen snapped his fingers, and Shi Zhongtian immediately began to howl in pain. Ziling fire had begun to devour more than 40000 meridians in Shi Zhongtian's body. The feeling of agony could make anyone cry for death.