The process recorded by the photo stone was more detailed. The monk who died in the insect pile took photos of the entire process of the collapse of the market. A giant foot with four fingers covered with scales and spikes on its toes fell from the sky and stepped on the Wanbao Pavilion in the center of the market. The building collapsed, and the Jindan ancestor who was in charge of the place died on the spot.
The giant foot left, leaving behind black footprints.
The gray-brown particles were emitted from the footprints. Less than half a day later, all the creatures in the entire market died suddenly, no matter whether they were mortals or immortals, no one could escape. The buildings were also shattered by the gray-brown particles.
The bustling market town turned into a desolate place.
It’s a pity that even with the photo stone, I couldn’t capture the monster’s true form.
Even with the exaggerated reserves in Chen Luo's external brain, he was unable to recognize this foot. There were too many similar feet, and he could find hundreds of possible monsters based on just one featureless foot.
"Spread out and search! If you find a Huangquan ghost cultivator, report it to me."
Zi Tianji gave instructions to the subordinates beside him.
The people he brought with him this time were all powerful people he had subdued over the years. After meeting Chen Luo, they were given some "instructions", so there was no problem with their loyalty.
A group of people quickly dispersed and began to search for the traces of the Yellow Springs Ghost Cultivator.
Chen Luo and Zi Tianji continued to search along the main road.
Half a day later.
"Stop first, there is something wrong with this place."
Chen Luo stopped at the door of an abandoned house. He and Zi Tianji had been walking around this area for half a day. This market looked small from the sky, but after entering, he found that it was full of secrets. These streets seemed to have their own lives, always changing. The magnitude of this change was extremely subtle, and ordinary people could not feel it at all. Chen Luo also noticed the difference inside because of the power of the Illusion God Gu.
"Array?"
Zi Tianji didn't notice anything wrong, but out of trust in Chen Luo, he immediately checked the surroundings.
"It's not a formation, it's poison."
Chen Luo frowned and looked around again and again.
"ah!!!"
A shrill scream came from the right.
"Jia Tao's voice."
Zi Tianji's face changed slightly, and he recognized the identity of the person who screamed. It was one of his loyal subordinates. Those whose names he remembered were all talented people with some means.
"Go and have a look."
The two followed the direction of the sound.
A large group of ghost cultivators wearing khaki robes stood in the middle of the street. Two men were lying on the ground wailing beside them, and there were three corpses beside them.
The man who was screaming was none other than Jia Tao, Zi Tianji's subordinate. Another man clenched his teeth tightly, and blood was constantly oozing out of his wounds. Beside the three dead bodies, there were two ghost cultivators extracting souls, and a ghost cultivator with a mouth full of sharp teeth would occasionally take out some internal organs and eat them.
Huangquan ghost cultivators are different from human ghost cultivators.
The most obvious point is human nature. Huangquan ghost cultivators will abandon their humanity, regard themselves as another kind of creature, and feed on humans. In Huangquan, human cultivators are called "human pills", and the rewards for many tasks are captured cultivators.
This difference makes the Huangquan ghost cultivator lose his humanity and the defects of ghost cultivators, and turn him into another kind of creature similar to demons.
"It's quite well hidden. It almost fooled me."
A ghost cultivator in a yellow robe and wearing a hair crown stepped on Jia Tao's shoulder and spoke in a cold voice.
"Did you kill Twenty-Four? It doesn't look like it. Tell me, who is behind you?"
Snap!
With his foot exerting force, Jia Tao's left arm bone broke. The power of his soul was transmitted into the wound, causing Jia Tao to scream again.
"Pain can nourish soul power. Only in this way can a superior human soul be refined."
Listening to Jia Tao's screams, the ghost cultivator with the hair crown said with an intoxicated look on his face. His expression was as if he was listening to heavenly music, and the ghost cultivators beside him also showed similar expressions. The eerie ghost aura spread around these demons.
This was the scene that Chen Luo and Zi Tianji saw when they walked over.
"You see, pleasant screams can easily attract fish. As long as the person is not dead, the fish will."
BANG!!
My eyes went dark, and a hand suddenly stretched out from nothingness.
A huge palm slapped the hair crown ghost cultivator's face from the side, and a scorching flame exploded in the center of the palm. The hair crown ghost cultivator's head collapsed irregularly, and half of his face was burned black by the flames. The spiritual energy around him rolled over like a tide, leaving him no way to dodge or transform.
The right leg that was stepping on Jia Tao twisted into an irregular shape like a dead firewood, one leg was broken at the root and flew into the gray fog. The remaining half of the body flew out like mud and hit the broken wall next to it.
Only then did he come to his senses.
The two people who were standing at the entrance of the alley before suddenly appeared in front of him. There was no walking process, no fluctuation of teleportation, they just appeared strangely.
There was a memory in the middle that was lost, or maybe he didn't see it.
"Only fear can breed the best evil spirits."
Chen Luo's voice rang out. His figure appeared next to the hair crown ghost cultivator again, just like before, without any walking process, he just suddenly appeared next to him.
Bang!
A chessboard appeared in the opponent's hand. The hair crown ghost cultivator's head, which had just recovered half, was smashed into pulp by the edges of the chessboard again. Half of his body sank into the mud, and his breath was weakened by half. His skull was also smashed into a pit by the chessboard, and the hair crown on his head flew away to who knows where.
“Pavilion Master!!”
Only then did the group of ghost cultivators nearby react.
They were extremely shocked and angry, and subconsciously took out their own magic weapons, and then
They started killing each other.
Zi Tianji, who was standing next to him, swallowed his saliva subconsciously. He had no idea what had happened. He and Chen Luo had rushed over together and saw that the ghost cultivator who attacked Jia Tao had gone crazy and was talking to the air.
Then he saw Chen Luo walking over, slowly gathering his spiritual power, and slapping him away.
After that, Chen Luo slowly took out the spiritual chessboard and walked over to hit him for the second time. The ghost cultivator with the hair crown did not try to dodge during the whole process. The other ghost cultivators nearby were the same. They shouted "Master" and took out their own magic weapons, and rushed towards their companions desperately. In just a few moments, most of them died.
When he lifted the chessboard, black blood dripped down the corners of the chessboard.
"Do you feel any fear?"
Chen Luo then asked very politely.
He deliberately left the other person a breath to avoid being accused of being impolite.
“Awesome.”
A puddle of water on the ground was trying to wriggle back into shape. He tried to speak, but after trying for a long time he could only make some strange sounds.
Chen Luo did not despise the other party. He showed full patience and communicated with the other party in a kind tone.
"Where are the people who came from Huang Quan this time? I mean the leader."
The ghost cultivator with the hair crown who was struggling to move finally condensed half of his face. He gasped for breath and it took him a long time to open his mouth and utter a word.
"I am"
As a ghost cultivator from Huangquan, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
He was actually severely injured by a 'Human Pill'. If the news spread back to Huangquan, his status as Pavilion Master would definitely be stripped. When he thought of this, he could not suppress the murderous intent surging in his heart. He lowered his eyes and tried to avoid eye contact with the other party to avoid revealing his inner emotions.
Wait until you regain your strength.
Phew!
The gray banner was inserted into his mouth, and the brutal force directly pierced the head of the hair crown ghost cultivator that had just condensed. He subconsciously widened his eyes, completely unaware of what he had done wrong again.
"The murderous intent is not well hidden. I can sense it."
Chen Luo said lightly.
An old face emerged from the gray flag, with a twisted and resentful face that stuck to the head of the hair crown ghost cultivator and drilled into it. Then the second and third
Soul cultivation!
This person is actually a soul cultivator!!
The ghost cultivator with the hair crown collapsed. If he had known that this person was a soul cultivator, he would never have fought with him. Unfortunately, there is no if in this world. The three evil souls led by Master Lin Feng rushed into the body of the ghost cultivator with the hair crown. The evil spirit condensed into a point in his body, and then exploded with a "boom".
The shattered soul fragments flew everywhere.
Ghost cultivators are soul cultivators who have abandoned their human bodies. Their spirits are extremely powerful, and even if three top-level evil spirits explode in their bodies, they cannot be annihilated.
However, this is exactly the result that the evil souls in the Soul Banner want.
As soon as the broken arms and legs flew out, a large number of pieces flew out from the soul flag, but in the blink of an eye, all the scattered fragments were snatched away. Each of the nine evil spirits in the lead was given a large piece, and after eating it, the number of evil spirits in their bodies increased significantly.
After eating the hair crown ghost cultivator's soul group began to wreak havoc, and ate up the dead ghost cultivator followers nearby, including the remaining souls of several unlucky guys who were killed with Jia Tao before.
When the souls returned to the banner, the aura on the banner became stronger.
Blood filled his eyes, and his rationality was completely covered.
Soon, the clearness returned and the blood color faded. There was another completely crazy soul cultivator brain in the external brain.
"Master, this person's cultivation is not weak. If we kill him like this, will it alert the silent old ghost?" Zi Tianji dared to approach and speak only after Chen Luo retracted his soul flag and the aura around him dissipated.
The scene just now was really scary.
When one’s cultivation reaches Chen Luo’s level, the scene of controlling the Soul Banner is like the end of the world. Combined with the surrounding gray-brown fog, it gives people the illusion of being trapped in the underworld.
"Don't worry, you can't run away."
The aura fluctuations in Chen Luo's eyes changed visibly, and when he finished speaking, he had turned into another person, a Tianji cultivator who was very similar to Ge Xian.
He raised his hand, index finger extended.
A spark of spiritual light gathered at his fingertips, and he lightly tapped them, and a circle of translucent ripples spread out.
“This is the law of fate.”
Spider web-like threads spread out, penetrating the gray fog and extending to the distant area. (End of this chapter)
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