Legend of the Great Saint

Chapter 1127 Leaving the Emperor

Magnificent Abyss.

A sherry melts at the pale fingertips, glowing a faint golden glow, a hint in the palm of the hand, like a ray of gold, deep into the white bone, into the bone marrow, circulating.

The wind passed through the abyss and crossed the "Xuanyin Gathering Ghost Array”. It immediately turned into a rolling shadow, whistling as if the ghosts were crying, and the chandeliers were flying violently.

Xiao An stood up and looked up and hung the moon in the sky, as if immersed in a pitch-black river, the shadows were river water, the abyss was river bank, and the moon was dim.

She took out a sharp cone-like object, the color was white like a white bone instrument, like countless dead ghosts swallowing and hugging each other, although there was no sharp light, there was a sharp force that crossed the realm and turned the void.

This is the key to the Hungry Ghost Gate. With this "Hungry Ghost Spoon”, she can use the Hungry Ghost Gate very freely, so that anyone who sees her as an enemy of Buddha can throw a mouse whiskey and refrain from making any rash.

This was given to her by the Phantom Princess. After knowing that her death was a plot of Xuan Yin sect, she was not doubted to believe her. King Chu Li sighed “Xuan Yue, you do what you want” and left herself.

She couldn't help but sigh back at the time, much like a loving, sexual mortal, who refined the many sherry seeds obtained by Big Foshan and injected a new power into Zhuyan White Bone Road.

However, inevitably, the Buddhist devil's ideas were fiercely confronted, creating a human heart, beginning to feel many feelings, and reacting emotionally to many things.

For example, Li Qingshan is about to get married.

Although she doesn't care about these vain rituals, doesn't envy Han Qiongzhi, and doesn't worry that Li Qingshan will get stuck in love, she always feels strange.

She shook her head, expelled all kinds of thoughts, and prepared for the next practice. Of course, she would not go to the wedding, lest she rob the bride of the wind, and wait until she hanged the King of Flying Locusts, go to the Qinghe Mansion!

Now the Xuanyin Gathering Ghost Array has been restarted, the blood sea beans and skeleton beads have been completely repaired, the Buddha sword has been refined once more refined, the "Zhu Yan White Bone Road" has been further modified, it can be called everything is ready, just wait to open the Hunger Ghost Gate,

Until then, however, she will refine a new white bone treasure - the Soul Bell!

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Wanli Huangsha, a lonely city.

Wind and sand sweep, star shield the moon.

This is the junction between Qingzhou and Qizhou. The storms continue all the time. Sometimes, they can even provoke the wind in the sky, turn it into a terrible tornado, suck the yellow sand, like a yellow dragon, destroy everything along the way. Only powerful practitioners can survive here.

This lonely city is home to the Sandboat sect, and the Sandboat Gate has passed two days of robbery with a "White Camel Gong", concentrated out of Jindan, and is also famous in Qizhou.

At this moment, however, there was silence in the Sandboat faction, and the disciples were unaccounted for. The grand battle of the Guardian Gate faction broke open for thousands of years, and a white stone carved camel was silently subjected to the wind and sand blowing.

There was a terrible scream in the madness of the sand, not a human scream. Inside the open gate, the blue ghost fire fluctuated, and all the disciples gathered in the palace, but turned into a dry corpse, and their souls were tormented in the ghost fire, and the sandboat master was in it, and a curse of resentment was cast:

“We have no enemies, you are such a poisoner... you must not die well! ”

“Oh, revenge? Don't you have it now? ”

The medieval elder grinned. He had not seen this scene for many years. As the great elder of the Xuanyin sect, there were endless ghosts in the ghost gate. There was no need to do the "sacrifice the soul of life” such an unpredictable thing.

But now he had nothing to worry about, watched a soul cry in the flame, his heart soared a twisted joy, but he remembered that white fire in the Million Haunted Abyss, feeling a little creepy, more and more powerful to fuel the haunted fire.

But he didn't do it to exasperate or practice. As the howl became louder and the ghost fire grew, he solemnly took out a black spiritual position, came to the front of the grand hall of God, and after the yellow curtain, he stood a statue of an old monk, full of wrinkles, trenches, fluttering shackles, white hair, bent back of a camel, with a scepter, staring at the front.

That look disgusted the medieval elder, wanted to be the first generation of the Shahu sect, now he has wiped out the door, not to mention put a statue in his eyes, big sleeve waved, the statue flew out, hit the wall, split, then put the black spiritual position in his hand, respectfully put it up, it says a line of gold paint small words - Xuanyin sect third generation lord “Ignorant”.

The ancestors of the Xuanyin Sect and the elders of Tai Shang, before entering the Hungry Ghost Path - whether flying or turning ghosts - will leave such a position, in which there is a little spirituality, preserved in the “Ancestral Spirit Palace” of the Xuanyin Sect, the medieval elder is responsible for guarding the Ancestral Spirit Palace, presiding over ceremonies, sacrificing the living soul and summoning the Ancestral Spirit when needed.

However, the spirituality of most spiritual positions will soon be extinguished. Even just a few days after the sacrifice, the spirituality will be cut off. These archbishops who are not taboo in Kyushu will not escape being swallowed up in the path of the hungry ghost. It is really frightening, so in case of necessity, the medieval elders will never enter the path of the hungry ghost. If they want to enter, they will do so in a flying way, like this “disambiguant".

The sound of the wind and sand call sign became louder and louder, the medieval elder's positive color, bent knee prayer, reading words in his mouth, and cleverly merged with the soul's cry, gradually excluded the wind from the temple, and put a living soul into the position of the soul, suddenly a darker shadow in the black position, distorted, like a person rather than a person, instantly the whole temple spread.

“See the Patriarch!” The medieval elder bowed deeply and felt a chill deep into the bone marrow.

“What are you calling me for? Did you find the white bone heir?” The voices seemed to come from the depths of the cave, and the void echoed in the darkness.

“The disciple is about to report this...”

The medieval elder spoke of what had happened to the Xuanyin sect, and put all the blame on the dead Xuanyin sect lord, saying that he had fallen on the white bone of the heir before bringing the evil of the door to an end.

The shadow was silent for a moment, and it didn't seem to expect such a change, suddenly approaching the medieval elder, Moran said: “So you escaped alone? Why don't you open the Hunger Gate?! ”

“I'm here to report this to you! The white flame is very small, but millions of Yin soldiers and ghosts are instantly ignited. Dozens of ghost kings are not opponents. If they suddenly open the hungry ghost gate, they will provide her with food, which is even harder to deal with!” The medieval elder will lie even lower.

“I know you're afraid of dying, but I forgive you. I'll reward you when I'm hungry. If... your soul hasn't been destroyed... it's been a long time... the old camel isn't dead yet...”

The dark shadow gathered back into the spiritual position, the voice gradually wandered, containing a malicious mockery, but the last sentence was not addressed to the medieval elder.

The medieval elder was stunned and turned his head suddenly. An elderly man with a hunchback was standing outside the door with a crutch, his eyes staring at the front, and if there was nothing demonic about it, he would almost suspect that it was still a statue.

“You are…” Suddenly found a name in the mind of the Elder of the Underworld: "White Camel Sand King! ”

One of the Ten Fang Demon Kings, King of the Chizhou Demon Nation.

Unlike the Great Banyan Tree King and the Dragon King of Ink Sea, the White Camel Sands King has been walking in the Milisa Sea in Qizhou for many years, mysteriously traveling with few visitors.

Legend has it that he will turn into a white camel, guiding the lost in the sandstorm, and even guiding the sandstorm away from an oasis of gatherings of living spirits, and be regarded as a symbol of good fortune, even less so when he has seen others.

The medieval elder had only heard the name "White Camel Sand King”, and he did not hesitate to turn into a ghost and flew away. All the ghost kings in his hands were lost in the First World War of Xuanyin and were in their weakest state. Besides, even if his strength is intact, he will not be able to fight the Ten Fang Demon King, but he is confident to get away.

The White Camel Sand King stood still and gently poured the scepter in his hand. The sandstorm instantly stormed ten times more wildly, sweeping thousands of miles and devouring all.

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At the other end of the hungry ghost gate, infinite shadows descended, countless dead king ghost king lay on the ground, among them several corpse emperors ghost emperor, all converged the flame, greeted forward, shouting: “Congratulations on leaving the emperor! ”

Ignoring the Emperor, he stared at the door of the hungry ghost as if he had seen the other side: “Come on, I know you will open this door, I know you are equally greedy and hungry! ”