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Chapter 92 The name of the butcher is terrible

Duan De coldly looked at this scene and sneered, then turned to look at the group of monks in the canyon who were approaching him step by step. The various smiles appeared in this group of people one by one, including sinister smiles, weird smiles, and sneer.

Duan De couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment. Is this the ugly side of human nature? It's as worthy of appreciation as a famous painting. Unfortunately, he is not in the mood and doesn't want to continue acting. Bei Gonglin who has no news for one more minute will be more in danger.

"Three breaths, please close your eyes when it gets dark!"

Duan De suddenly said something confusing. Zhu Jiao squinted his eyes and looked at Duan De who was standing up. He closed his eyes with a thought in his heart! Several people around the high platform also closed their eyes after hearing the sound transmission!

Duan De stood up and the seals in his hands changed rapidly. He pointed at the flagpole beside him, and black gas quickly emerged from the ground within a radius of two miles. This black gas was very strange. A group of cultivators who arrived later happened to enter.

Here, the last female monk at the peak of Foundation Establishment glanced at the black energy beside her: "Boss, if there is something weird, retreat quickly!"

However, the next second she felt her eyes go dark, and she could see nothing. When she woke up again, her field of vision was completely different. She saw the illusory figures of countless monks floating in a dark space, with blank eyes.

Look around.

She was horrified to see that her brother, who was in the same team as her, was okay when someone penetrated his body. He lowered his head and easily penetrated her body with his hands! Soul! They were all soul bodies!

Duan De looked indifferently at the formation shrouded in black energy. The souls of the monks were sucked in by the big banner, and they all died in just a blink of an eye. Their bodies still maintained their original appearance, but the dissipated light in their eyes showed that the master had already died.

die.

He looked up at the originally plain and ordinary banner, but now it was emitting a dangerous aura that made the monk's soul throb. The struggling souls behind the white banner roared and wailed silently, but no sound could be heard.

Soul-eating array, soul-calling banner!

The sources are all records in the Valley Library. This flag was originally prepared by Duan De for himself as an attempt to absorb evil spirits and purify his soul. Unexpectedly, it was used here.

The evil spirit in the body has been transferred into it, but the evil spirit line in the soul has not moved. It seems that this method does not work.

These two things are the signature formations and magic weapons of the Netherworld Sect. It is not a secret. However, the Netherworld Sect does not dare to massacre monks like Duan De. They do not need to use living people to refine the soul-calling banners. Netherworld Sect

The endless sea of ​​lonely ghosts and wild souls is enough to last them hundreds of millions of years.

How are dead souls and living souls the same?

The countless remnant souls in the Netherworld Sea are all dead souls. They have no consciousness and can only kill instinctively. Therefore, there are still occasional cases where Netherworld Sect monks take risks and massacre mortals. However, after several joint crusade by the cultivator world, it has been classified as a taboo.

The Soul-Calling Banners refined by Duan De now all collect the souls of monks in the later stage of Foundation Establishment and above. After training, they will probably be very powerful. The Soul-Calling Banners have levels, such as a thousand souls at the mortal level, a hundred thousand souls at the spiritual level, and a hundred thousand souls at the spiritual level.

Treasure level million souls,

Once the Netherworld Sect's authentic treasure, the Soul-Calling Flag, comes out, no one can resist it! It is one of the best killing weapons among the super sect-suppressing immortal weapons in the world of cultivators. This is also one of the reasons why several joint crusade failed.

Generally, soul-calling flags have one main soul. Like Duan De, the soul-calling flag has no definite main soul and is all living souls. As long as he injects the evil spirit at the bottom of the flag into the soul-collecting space, the living souls inside will keep killing each other and devouring each other until the remaining souls are left.

Next the last one.

Duan De has no idea how powerful it is. These souls have entered the soul-calling flag, and they can no longer escape the control of the flag body without Duan De's permission.

The soul energy cannot be dissipated inside. It can only be absorbed by other souls after death. There is nothing better than falling into hell forever without entering reincarnation. This flag harms the heaven and earth. Duan De's cause and effect has been concluded, and retribution is unavoidable.

Zhu Jiao, who closed his eyes, suddenly felt that the two monks holding him had lost their strength. He struggled slightly and fell to the ground together. Then Zhu Jiao, who opened his eyes, was horrified. The monks in his field of vision were like wheat.

He fell down, struggled to get up and pulled at the wound, which made him dizzy.

But at a glance, except for Duan De who was standing and looking up at the flag, there was no monk standing inside or outside! The breath of the fallen man was gone, he was obviously dead, and the boss was even more terrifying!

"Okay, you can go treat them and clean up the scene. I will pile the corpses in front of the stage to form a "Jingguan". Don't destroy other people's bodies, just pile them up with their bodies."

Ignoring the people who were looking at Shura Field in a daze, Duan De flew over, grabbed Zhu Jiao and said: "Heal yourself quickly, they are all waiting for you to save their lives, don't let them die when they don't deserve it!"

The seal on Fatty's Dantian was untied without any effort. His Qi sea was empty, his body had lost at least two inches of fat, and he had no idea how many injuries he had sustained.

When Wu Tong was revealed, this guy was not much different from Duan De. His whole body felt like it had been scratched alive. His left arm was broken at the elbow, and his two legs were only above the knee. They must have been broken off in anger when he was captured.

Duan De was heartbroken to find that his Dantian had been destroyed. The only reason he was alive now was because these guys hoped to get more rewards for living. Yao Man, Huang Puyuan, and Duan De didn't dare to look at it anymore, because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear it.

live!

He called Gongsun Yu to teach her how to control the soul summoning flag and said: "If anyone comes, take them all in for me! You just stay here to heal, I'll go find Bing Yatou! Where did Zhu Jiao lose contact with her?"

"Three or four miles out of the canyon, there is a cliff with the remnants of Tao Yun. Boss and the others don't dare to go down. I'm afraid because of your cultivation level. Besides, I'm afraid Bing Girl is gone."

‘pop’

A slap interrupted his words, Duan De's eyes glowed red again and he came to Zhu Jiao's eyes and said: "You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you die!"
Chapter completed!
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