Vol 9 Chapter 27: Split

King Gu, here I am!
With ambition, I made this decision, which in my opinion may be the most impulsive decision so far, I obviously have a choice.
This is not like the suicide of the Queen of the Ascendant, there is no other choice.
At this time, I can really wait for the opportunity rationally, but I can wait, and even stay in the tomb. I missed the ten-day appointment with Ao Tian. Those are not important. I don’t care about the engagement with Chen Yanchu. What I want is to cultivate for Taoism.
But I can wait, but Hongyu and Xuanyuan Qingluan can't wait. The most mysterious Forbidden Land Evil Soul is obviously inextricably linked with them, and I'm afraid we will never see each other again.
So even if it is for the red fish, I have to be irrational and put it to death and live.
As soon as I stepped into the first layer of the Seven Kills Ghost Gu Formation, when my eighth ghost gas appeared, the balance here was instantly broken.
In the feng shui easy counting, nine is the extreme number, just like in the Qinglong Mountain, I did not allow the green snake to transform into form, because there is already Kowloon in the mountain. If he transforms the dragon again and breaks the extreme number, he will be killed.
In the ghost world, the number of poles is seven, not nine.
When a person is dead, the soul-calling is the first seven, and there are also two-seven, three-seven... until the seven-seventh, in theory, after the dead soul finishes the seven-seventh, it has gone through seven human reincarnations, and has no attachment to the world anymore, and can reincarnate. .
With my eight souls, within seven meters of my radius, several cyan lights rose up immediately, and the cyan light carried out the runes, the seven runes blended, and the runes fell, suddenly changing the aura within these seven meters. .
At this moment, my soul shook suddenly, and I felt evil in my body, and there was a little bit of hostility in my body. Only by killing me can I vent this hostility.
I quickly chanted a mantra to calm my mind and calm my mind, and at the same time patted the black dragon soul, so that it would also stabilize the soul, so that I could not be disturbed by this evil talisman.
And with the air of evil talisman spreading all around, the seven alien ghosts that were originally cruel, suddenly went crazy, and immediately fought together without hesitation.
The six relatives simply didn't recognize it, and started fighting when they caught the nearest ghost.
At this moment, they didn't use the slightest magic skills, but relying on soul energy and soul power in the purest way, savagely swallowing each other's anger.
However, there was no imaginary chaos, a group of ghosts fighting. They were paired and swallowed each other's fighting spirit. After the winner was determined, they would continue to bite each other with the other pair of winners, repeating again and again, until only One ghost is left.
I secretly sighed, I am indeed amazed by the array method that is comparable to modern precision instruments. It is really cleverly designed, so that there is no chance of survival after a group attack. The one who can survive to the end must be the strongest ghost.
I really don't know who is setting up the formation. How the evil race has mastered such detached wisdom thousands of years ago is simply unbelievable.
But I can't tolerate it anymore, because we are rivals, so naturally there is also a strange ghost leaping towards me.
This strange ghost is the three-armed ghost, with a dragon-claw-like arm growing on its left arm, watching Kong Wu powerfully.
Without hesitation, it raised its paw and grabbed me, as if to tear me to pieces.
I probably judged it a bit. It is not difficult to get rid of it with my soul power, but I didn't kill it from the beginning. I will try to drag other ghosts to fight each other so that I can save my soul power as much as possible.
So I kept entangled with the three-armed ghost, controlling the black dragon soul, and dodged constantly, while dodging, I used the rising dragon to make the black dragon swallow its ghost energy.
Finally, after nearly three hours, when only two evolved alien ghosts were fighting, I shouted: "The Qianlong is in the abyss, and it will swallow the sky!"
This is the third tactic of the Dragon Rising Fight, and it is the strongest innate technique I have at present besides Lianshanshanhaiqi.
Although the black dragon is small, it has the power of swallowing the sky and the earth with one mouth, and swallowed the three-armed strange ghost with one mouth.
The three-armed strange ghost disappeared, and at the same time, a bag bulged up on the body of the Black Dragon Yuan Ling, and I felt that my soul also had an eccentric desire to merge into my soul.
This is driven by the formation of the Seven Kills Ghost Gu Array, which wants me to become a ghost even after I swallow a ghost.
Naturally, I won't let him succeed. The ghost has no intelligence and is driven by manipulation, but I won't.
I directly raised my hand and dropped my palm, slapped away the restless evil spirits in my soul and the black dragon, before they condensed into shape, patted and melted into the soul.
And when I finished this action, there was only one ghost gu that killed to the end in front of me, and it rushed towards me.
I repeated my old tricks, and once again used the third trick of the Dragon Rising Decree, which was more powerful than I thought, and once again swallowed the final ghost gu of the first lap.
In the same way, having a more evil spirit and aura turned me into a strange ghost, but I spent a certain amount of spirit power to dissolve it again.
I entered the second ghost circle, and painted a gourd.
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In this way, I proceed step by step, step by step. I have great wisdom, and these ghosts are just pawns in the formation of Gu, naturally incomparable to me, even if my spirit power may not be higher than them at the beginning, I can always laugh to the end.
In the fight and devouring ghost energy again and again, the black dragon's elementary spirit is also rapidly improving, and the improvement of the elemental spirit means my improvement.
I made a preliminary judgment. At this time, I should have been an earth immortal at the prefecture level. If the original spirit enters the body, I should be at the level of the fiftieth-level immortal.
However, it seems to be improving rapidly, but in fact, I also spent a lot of energy.
My soul power is consuming rapidly, this is not the scariest thing. What disturbs my heart most is that I can no longer rely on curses to calm my soul to keep my soul clean, and it is difficult to extinguish those who want to grow me into a ghost. Evil spirits.
I feel that I am about to reach the limit. If I swallow the ghost again, I am afraid I really cannot control my mind and grow a body with the characteristics of a strange ghost. I am afraid that I will no longer be a scorpion, but a ghost. insanity.
I really want to calm down, recover well, and then enter the final seventh floor.
However, the Seven Kill Formation won't give me a chance. I just became the final surviving soul of the sixth layer, and I was pushed into the last lap by the invisible formation.
Coming to the last layer of ghost circle, as I expected, there is only one powerful ghost gu.
Although there is only one, I feel that the ghost qi on its body is stronger than the total of 27 strange ghosts that Qi has encountered.
This is no longer an ordinary ghost, nor is it a strange ghost in a strange shape. It was born extremely neatly, with a huge dragon body, against a human head, and with four legs and feet thicker than human legs. On the ground, my eyes were red, it was a monster, and I couldn't help but think of the dragon basilisk that I encountered in Half Immortal City that was used by Bei Gong Rin.
As soon as he saw me, this terrifying ghost rolled up his huge body and culled at me.
I was about to deal with it, but realized that as the strange ghost moved away, under its huge body, there was still a coffin hidden.
‘Boom boom boom’
The sound of flapping came from the coffin, but it didn't sound like something was coming out of the coffin. It was more like flapping to help out. It was a big drama about the birth of the Gu King.
"Kill, kill, kill, kill me, King Gu, dedicated to the gods, and lead my race to a bright future!"
There was a shout of applause as the coffin slapped.
But the voice was like schizophrenia, and he soon said: "No, no, I, I want to stop this!"
"Kill, kill! Not good, not good!"
The voice in the coffin, like a split madman, kept changing positions.