Immemorial Pill Venerable

Chapter 2184 Fear defeats fear

The Divine King falls, Heavenly Dao collapses, Divine Realm is divided into four, Shura, Yellow Springs , Ghosts and ghosts each swallow part of the family business and become the World Lord.

At this time, looking at Zhixiang, Yellow Springs knew that they were not the main body of Shura, but belonged to one side of Shura, but the Tao.

The Soul of Shura is scattered by the current Light King, unable to gather into a complete body. Although the wisdom is not the main body, it belongs to the part of Shura and can also represent the deity.

"Fourth brother, I haven't seen you for many years." Lord Yellow Springs opened the mouth and said.

"The land has not been seen for many years." The intellectual expression is very calm. When they got together last time, they still fought with the Divine King in the Light Realm.

In that battle, they lost a lot of precious things, complete home, and younger sister.

After the war, they occasionally walked around in private, but they never got together again. Today is an exception.

"Take a seat." Gui Di sighed, and there was a ray of sadness lingering on the four of them. They were five siblings, Shura and younger sister, the smallest, because they occupied the love of Divine King. So they are jealous of Shura and hate Shura.

However, this time is different from the past, there is no Hades, and there is no Divine King.

"Three brothers, please." Shura took the lead in humility. Compared with the three gods, he has the smallest status.

Yellow Springs they were nodded, turned around and returned to the original position, sitting quietly.

Zhixiang sat among the four, and was invited by Lord Lord, and the brothers were able to gather. Somewhat with emotion, however, he didn’t believe in Yellow Springs and the ghosts who had nothing to do to sell Lord Lord’s favor. Going to the meeting, this one should get something from the other side.

"Hehe, it is really spectacular. The Lord of Yellow Springs, the Lord of Demon God, the Lord of Ghost God, and the Lord of Shura are gathered together, and you can vaguely see the glory of the underworld." Junmo looked at the four people. said with a smile.

Unfortunately, the underworld was defeated and the underworld that lost the Divine King is no longer the same power as the Divine Realm.

However, even though Bright Realm won that battle, they also paid a heavy price. The old Light King and Divine King burned both jade and stone, and the entire Bright Realm was greatly damaged and depressed.

If it hadn't been for the sudden enlightenment of Divine King, which supported the Divine King family business, the status quo would definitely not be much stronger than Shura and the others. Eighty percent of the Light Realm would have been divided up by several gods and Princes.

Once the battle of Divine King broke out, there were almost no winners. Two Innate Divine Kings fell at the same time, and the Great Xia dynasty collapsed overnight.

Therefore, unless forced to do so, the Divine King forces will never easily erupt a war of extinction. The Light Domain and the Underworld are living examples. Too many people have died, including a few Light God Child.

And, Shura's younger sister also fell among them.

"His Royal Highness didn't grab some sword cultivators, and wanted to try the power of the ghosts of this seat, so hurry up, we are all very busy." The ghosts' face and tone were plain and unremarkable. No patience.

Because Lord Lord gave something, he managed to make a powerful one, let the Tianzhao goddess of the sky wheel temporarily visit the ghost nest, and compete with a few ant sword cultivators.

Yellow Springs and the ghost are also not interested in this.

"Hehe, several god masters are really eager, okay." Lord Lord knew that lifting the scars of the underworld made Yellow Springs unhappy, opened the mouth and said: "Bring the group of sword cultivators up here. "

Immediately, behind the Divine Weapon team, eight or nine men and women in ragged clothes were escorted by the guardian of Lord Lord, all of them with the halo locks on their hands, dragging heavy ones. In the footsteps, stepped into the center of the ghost nest dojo.

In an instant, Qin Hao's mood picked up, and he looked at the sword cultivators, which were of different ages and did not have a strong spirituality. Obviously, they had gone through a lot of severe beatings and had been destroyed for a long time. There were coagulated blood stains on the tattered clothes, and the appearance of disheveled hair was extremely decadent.

"It's not the people around Lu Qiu and Long Mi, nor the dísciple of the academy."

He was relieved, Qin Hao didn't know any of these swordsmen. He was very afraid to see Lu Qiu, Long Mi or Wuwei and Luo Yi after coming over.

However, there are so many sword cultivators in the Dao Sword World. There are hundreds of subordinate planes of God World alone. Qin Hao impossible knows every sword cultivator.

On the day when Divine Realm fought in the distance, it was those countless and unknown people who were fighting bloody battles for a way out for him.

How many people died, even Qin Hao doesn't know.

Although the sword cultivator that Jun Mo brought today is not Lu Qiu and Long Mi, he still has to be saved.

At least, Qin Hao has already felt the sword intent from these people.

"The weak among them have 10,000 years of cultivation and powerhouse for 30,000 years. It is rumored that the power of Ghost God is very unique. It can ignite the deep fear in people's hearts, and then be swallowed by fear. I want to see and see." Jun Mozhi smiled and said, smiling very brightly.

"hmph, there is only one 30,000-year divine Tao, and the rest are waste." Ghost Truth's eyes flashed with light, and the thoughts were swept away.

Like this weak ant lineup, he randomly sent two Ghost God guards up, and he could kill them in 5 minutes.

What kind of sword tournament, there is no sense of anticipation at all, how can it be ornamental.

"Old Senior..." In the center of the ghost nest dojo, a young sword cultivator with a wounded face surrounded the entire dojo with fearful eyes, and was overwhelmed by the imposing manner of many gods here. The young men and women also moved towards the eldest old sword cultivator one after another, as if this would make them feel more secure.

"As of this day, there is nothing to be afraid of." The old sword cultivator spoke with a weak breath, comforting the Junior around him. If he was destined to die, the only thing he could do was die in front of a few juniors.

"Unlock them." Lord Lord ordered.

Xuan Qi's palm lightly swept away, and the divine light spread away, and the halo god lock that bound the hands of this group of sword cultivator suddenly disappeared.

Guidi glanced lazily, silently reluctant to speak.

"You, you...you two go to learn their sword dao." At this time, behind the ghost, a Ghost General spoke, and the overwhelming Ghost God guard ordered two at random.

"Yes." Two Ghost God guards led the command, with thick malicious smiles outlined at the corners of their mouths, their bloodthirsty tongues licking the corners of their mouths, and at the same time they moved towards sword cultivator, their eyes were especially fixed. On the female sword cultivator, it seems that their souls are more delicious.

"Listen to the remnants of the sword world, you are better than ghosts, and my palace will be merciful and let you go. No side, hehe..." Lord Grim sneered, this is the evil spirit's Needless to say the end of the site.

"Only send two, it's too small to underestimate us." A bold sword cultivator exasperated.

"Be careful, they are the powerhouse of the Ghost God lord, and their strength must not be underestimated." The old sword cultivator stretched out his arms and made a gesture of protecting the younger generation.

None of these people have encountered a ghost road. It has been circulated a long time ago that the ghost road is extremely evil. There are often evil spirits going out from the ghost mythical creatures to go to other God World to harm the creatures. Later, Immemorial Jie Qinghua Old Ancestor shot, descended on the ghosts to frighten the ghosts, and let them control the good and evil ghosts, or not, under the Qinghua Mountain Taoism, the ghosts do not exist.

Being intimidated by the ancestors of Qinghua, the ghost mythical creatures are much more settled. Great Desolate rumored that the ghost mythical creatures are attached to the Qinghua Mountain and are strictly controlled.

But today, the ancestor of Qinghua will obviously not show up to rescue them. No one will risk offending Lord Lord and come to rescue the sword cultivator in the sword world.

Qin Hao looked at the increasingly tense dojo, and the two ghost guards continued to oppress the sword cultivator. His calm expression was particularly disturbed. The two ghost guards were not simple, and seemed to be randomly clicked by the Ghost General. In the face of many god masters, especially their own god masters, the ability to survive the sword cultivator should not be much better than the evil Ghost Messenger that Qin Hao had against the enemy before. Even if it is a little worse, it should be worse in terms of cultivation.

So, this group of sword cultivators has almost no victory at all!

"Don’t be nervous, we are both 20,000-year-old gods and two Divine Veins. If you win against us, you can live." One of the tall ghost guards sneered and sneered. There is no difference from a normal person, the ghost guards in the entire ghost nest are in normal form.

"Eight vs. Two...Are you ready now?" Another thin ghost guard said hoarsely. Regardless of whether the sword cultivator was prepared or not, his dry body suddenly changed drastically.

The arms covered with ghost patterns burst the clothes, and peeked out from different positions of the limbs. The chest, stomach, juniors, the top of the head, and even the thighs are covered with deformed long bodies. The hand, like a twisted mess, swept up towards the sword cultivators, and each extended arm was wrapped with a strong ghostly resentment power.

Boom!

Suddenly, the big ghost guard's brain burst, and the plasma turned into blood. The mist moved towards all around swallowed. His eyes fell on the ground, ejected like two fleas, and landed on two sword cultivators. His face instantly penetrated into their eyes, and for a moment, the screaming screams trembled in the center of the dojo, and the two sword cultivators tore their faces like crazy, scratching them with blood and blood, and roaring in a human-like voice.

Ears, mouth, nose, these five sense organs have fallen on each and every sword cultivator. After being integrated into their bodies, those sword cultivators heard sounds they shouldn’t have heard, and tasted them. The smell of the past, the smell that doesn't seem to exist in the world.

The most terrifying picture is reflected in consciousness through ghost eyes, like purgatory.

The sword cultivator possessed by the ear heard the summon of his long-dead father’s generation. When the tall ghost guard’s mouth stuck to another sword cultivator, his throat seemed to swallow countless carrion, that smell Like human flesh.

Fear spreads, sweeping across the soul, reaching the depths of the soul, digging through the doors that are closed by fear, and when the layers of the past that I don’t want to face are opened, the torrent of fear is turned Cursing infiltrated the Taoism of these sword cultivators, dragging them into the abyss, just like the weak ghost guards with their bodies covered in ghost hands, dragging their souls.

There is no resistance at all. It seems that living has become a luxury. The fear caused by ghosts makes sword cultivators want to die. Death is the liberation of the soul.

Thirty thousand years old sword cultivator, or another Divine Vein, and two Divine Vein sword cultivators, where do you still remember who you are? Sword Intent and Sword Dao have long been dispelled by fear. This is the first time Encountering the end of the ghost road, there is no chance to fight back, and the whole person has been swallowed by the curse brought by fear.

Dry blood oozes from the tattered clothes again, and the white skin of the female sword cultivators gradually cracks, as if ghost hands have grown out of their flesh and blood.

The young sword cultivator who was possessed by the evil spirit’s mouth stared in confusion, moving towards the old sword cultivator like crazy, biting away, biting while roar: "Meat, meat, meat."

"Do you want to hear the screams, the most beautiful sound in the world." The sword cultivator, possessed by the ears of evil ghosts and heard countless ghosts, jumped on the back of another person, his eyes turned into He turned his eyes and said terrifying words, but he told the story to another person very quietly. He wanted to tell the other person everything he heard with his ears, and let them go to hell together.

Crazy, bloodthirsty, and cannibalism, bizarre and bizarre scenes are staged in the ghost’s nest dojo. This is a scene that can’t be seen in normal battles. It’s the first time that Jun Mo, who was originally designed to lead Qin Hao Seeing, the mood was aroused all of a sudden, and immediately, he burst into laughter again.

Interesting, so interesting.

He doesn’t know how the two ghost guards did it, but the power of the ghost is really evil. If possible, he even wants to ask for some ghost guards from the ghosts and put them in the Tianzhao In the torture room of Divine Realm, it is fun to torture those who dare to be rude to them in their spare time.

Squeak!

Qin Hao clenched his fists and stared at the center of the dojo. This is not a battle, this is a living purgatory. Watching the tragic situation of the sword cultivators, the person possessed by the mouth is almost about to take another person’s With his face gnawed away, the guy who told the ghost story told a lot of shocking things in a calm tone, torturing his companion to death, and the two of them rolled on the ground at the same time.

This is not a study of Taoism, it is no different from massacre!

If you fight head-on, the eight sword cultivators still have a slight chance of victory. Under the power of ghosts, they are not opponents at all.

In this case, let alone 5 minutes, even in the next second, the eight sword cultivators will be completely mad, and then they will be swallowed by the divine force of the two ghost guards.

"If fear can be defeated, then it will be a more powerful fear."

dong!

No one noticed among the gods Under the circumstances, Qin Hao shook his feet and jumped into the air directly from behind Shura, fiercely shook in the center of the dojo of the ghost nest.

hong long!

This tyrannical foot force caused the dojo to collapse. With Qin Hao as the center of the circle, the 100-meter area sank.

A stunned scene, the sound of heaven-shaking, earth-shattering, and the atmosphere full of evil spirits diffused, affecting everyone in the field, no matter the sword cultivator or the ghost guards. At the same moment, he fell still, his eyes turned to Qin Hao who stepped into the court at the same time.

Look, there are so many evil spirits!