Just when the old man who was refining corpses wanted to continue attacking, a clear sword sound suddenly came from outside the town.
Looking ahead, I saw a young man in white clothes with a delicate face and a sword on his back walking towards me.
"Minghe, who was once the leader of the three constants of the Corpse Refining Sect, has now become someone else's soul slave. How sad!"
The swordsman in white looked at the miserable appearance of the old man and sighed quietly in his heart, with a feeling of grief for the loss of the old man filling his heart.
"The Styx?"
Hearing these two words, the green corpse old man was obviously stunned, and a trace of realization appeared on his face.
"So it's you, Kenshin."
"How could the head of the Criminal Law Hall of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect actually come to this barren land in the Eastern Region?"
There was a hint of teasing and mockery in his tone, and it was obvious that he and Kenshin in front of him were not friends, but rather enemies.
"Have you lost your mind? How pathetic."
Kenshin stood in the sky without saying a word, shaking his head in his heart, with a hint of sadness and disdain in his eyes.
Then he turned his gaze to Tianwaitian and the others and said, "Fellow Daoists from Tianwaitian, don't be nervous. The sect master sent me here to help."
“He had long understood the Soul-Snatching Palace’s intentions, so he set up defenses here early in the morning and prevented the corpse qi from spreading throughout the entire Eastern Divine Region.”
After briefly explaining, he glanced at the Styx below and said in a deep voice:
"Minghe was one of the three regulars of the Corpse Refining Sect in his early years. Later, he was secretly killed by the Corpse Refining Sect Master Bei Fusheng and the Soul Capture Hall Master, and his soul was extracted to be refined into a soul slave."
"Now that he's here, I'm sure you understand who did this."
"Soul-Capture Hall?" Dugu Qiubai murmured softly. None of them were stupid. They looked at each other and had the answer in their hearts.
Before they could come to their senses, the eyes of Minghe, who had turned into a refined corpse, suddenly flashed blood, and he held his head in pain.
“Kill…Kill…Kill…”
"Die, I want you to die!!"
Minghe had a mad look on his face, and his body was filled with terrifying corpse gas. He looked up to the sky and roared:
Jian Xin frowned, his lips moved rapidly, and he whispered, "Bacchus' Curse."
Put your hands in front of your chest to form a magic seal.
In an instant, lines of intricate golden ancient characters seemed to be pulled by invisible threads, interweaving and merging with each other, like surging waves, rushing towards the corpse qi that permeated the surroundings.
However, in an instant, the thick corpse gas was like thin ice encountering the scorching sun, and its power was greatly reduced.
"You go ahead, I'll take care of him."
After Jian Xin used the Dionysus Curse to trap the Styx, he turned to the people from Tianwai Tian and said
"this......"
After hesitating for a while, Ni Tian Er Xing looked at his face, nodded heavily and said: "Okay, thank you for your help, Daoist Fellow Jian Xin."
"When we return to the Heaven Beyond Heaven, we will definitely bring generous gifts to your door."
Ni Tian Er Xing did not try to be brave. After the battle in the Corpse Refining City, there was little divine power left in their bodies, and they were simply unable to deal with the Styx before them.
Since the Wanjian Sect is interested in making friends, they naturally won't refuse.
A moment later...
In the entire Soul Locking Town, there are only Minghe and Jianxin.
"Soul Locking Town is truly an excellent place for corpses."
"This trip was not a loss at all. Not only did I help Tianwaitian, but I also gained a lot of benefits."
Kenshin glanced at the surroundings calmly, with a faint smile on his face.
"call out."
The moment he smiled, the long sword on his back came out of its sheath with a bang. A cold light flashed out like thunder, making the air rustle.
"Ten Thousand Swords Technique."
The sword glowed with a faint blue light, and there seemed to be a faint sound of a dragon's roar coming from it.
His body was as fast as lightning. He approached the Styx in an instant and aimed his sword straight at the throat.
"die."
Minghe roared, and his withered arms suddenly grew longer. His nails turned into sharp claws and grabbed Kenshin's face.
Kenshin spun around and dodged, turning the sword to pierce Minghe's heart.
However, Minghe's body twisted like rubber and he easily dodged the fatal blow. He slapped out with his backhand, and the palm wind carried a strong smell of corpse poison.
Kenshin touched the ground with his toes and flew into the air. His long sword swung out sword flowers and the sword energy was so powerful that it completely dissolved the attack of the Styx.
He shouted, "Break!" A dazzling sword light cut through the sky and struck the Styx.
Minghe did not dodge or evade, allowing the sword light to cut his body. Black corpse fluid quickly gushed out of the wound, and the wound healed in the blink of an eye.
"Hmph, normal attacks are useless to me!"
Minghe grinned grimly, with black mist surrounding him. Countless vengeful spirits emerged from the black mist and pounced on Jianxin with their fangs and claws.
Jian Xin looked solemn as he swung the sword in his hand rapidly, forming a solid sword curtain that kept all the evil spirits out.
"It seems that this is the only way."
Jian Xin's eyes were determined, he raised his sword high above his head and shouted: "You should be proud enough to die under my sword."
"Ten thousand swords return to the sect, go!"
Countless dazzling white sword lights shot up into the sky and collided with the corpse dragon with a loud bang, causing an earth-shattering roar...
.........
Three days later.
The news that the head of the Criminal Law Hall of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect killed the head of the Soul Capture Hall spread quietly throughout the entire Star Divine Realm.
The northern border, the ancient divine dynasty.
The gilded candlelight flickered on the table with a coiled dragon pattern. The red-robed master's fingers, holding the secret report, trembled slightly: "The name Minghe does not appear in the list of new hall masters of the Soul-Catching Hall!"
The nine-python totem embroidered on his cuffs rose and fell with his movements, causing the bronze tortoise-shell divination device on the desk to shake.
The Grand Master, wearing a jade crown and tying his hair, stroked his goatee and swept his wide black sleeves across the maps on the table: "Three days ago, the secret guards sent a message that Minghe is one of the three constants of the Corpse Refining Sect who controls the Yin Corpse Sea."
He poked his finger heavily on the west side of the map. "But now he has become the head of the Soul-Catching Hall. This is really too strange. There is still no information."
The meeting room was in an uproar. The left chancellor of the purple-robed Censorate said in a hoarse voice: "Are you trying to deliberately stir up trouble and provoke a fight?"
General Feiyi slapped the jade-handled long sword at his waist and said, "Who cares about his conspiracy? I will just march forward with the Iron Cavalry of the Divine Dynasty!"
The God Lord Cang Xian raised his hand to stop the noise, and the star-like patterns on his moon-white Taoist robe glowed with his movements.
He looked at the twenty-eight constellations on the dome, his pupils reflecting the flickering lights: "The Soul Capture Hall is stirring up the undercurrent, the Heaven Beyond Heaven is gathering quietly, the Sword Heart of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is showing up..."
The old voice echoed in the empty hall, "This chess game includes the entire situation in the God's Domain. We have already entered the game!"
At the same time, the ninety-nine eternally burning lotus lamps beside the Holy Lotus Pond of the White Lotus Sect suddenly went out at the same time, and the jade pendant on the sect leader's whisk exploded into powder;
The Lord of Eclipse Moon Palace looked at the twisted blood-red moon in the bronze mirror, and the bone flute in his sleeve whimpered, startling thousands of crows outside the palace.
"The fight is about to begin."
The Lord of Eclipse Moon Palace waved his sleeves gently, with a hint of smile in his eyes.
It was said to be a smile, but it was more like gloating.
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