Chapter 883: The magic is high!

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This sudden change is beyond everyone's imagination.
In mid-air, the scene of demons dancing wildly and howling ghosts is like Shura hell.
Many big collectors in the collector's world were frightened, their legs were weak, and they sat on a chair with their bottoms, unable to move, and did not even have the strength to escape.
And those monks in the magic world, with a solemn expression on their faces, one after another took out the magic weapons they carried with them and protected them in front of their chests, as if they were facing an enemy.
No one could have imagined that the bronze cauldron that had revealed the aura of the avenue before, now turned into a ghostly spirit.
"Huh! Huh! Huh!"
In the next moment, the eyes of many strong people in the field were like sharp swords out of their sheaths, and they pierced Sima Shuo, as if to see through his soul.
Sima Shuo changed his face in an instant, no longer his previous gentle and elegant appearance. Although his facial features remained unchanged, his brows revealed a hostile look, like the birth of a demon, showing his fangs.
He turned his head and stared at Ye Fan, with a grim face, gritted his teeth and said:
"Smelly boy, it's all a good thing you broke me!"
As soon as the voice fell, Sima Shuo volleyed and pointed at Ye Fan's eyebrows.
Those resentful ghosts in the air, as if they had received orders, issued piercing whistles, leaping towards Ye Fan with their teeth and claws.
Upon seeing this, Ye Fan showed disdain, and was about to suppress him with thunder.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Guo Zhenren turned his posture and rushed forward like a dash, sweeping the dust in his hand.
"Huh!"
A bright white light shot out, and wherever it passed, those resentful ghosts seemed to have encountered natural enemies, and they retreated and shrank around the bronze cauldron.
Whisk is a unique magical tool of Taoism, which means to wipe away the dust from the otherworldly. It is also something that Taoism masters carry with them when they travel.
As the saying goes: "Holding a whisk in your hand is not a mortal."
The whisk in Guo Zhenren's hand is the most treasure of the Maoshan School-Taiyi whisk, sweeping through thousands of troops, turning the world around, and having an extraordinary effect on evil things.
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At this moment, Guo Zhenren's eyes are like electricity, his robes go without wind, the strong breath comes out, loudly speaking:
"Sima Shuo, you used such a vicious means to undermine the poor! Is there any grievances between you and me?"
In fact, Guo Zhenren's heart was also afraid for a while.
Just now, he did not see the weirdness in the bronze cauldron, and was completely bewildered by the blindfold.
Had it not been for Ye Fan's presence, I am afraid he would have to pay the sky-high price of five billion Chinese coins to bring this evil magic weapon back.
When the time comes, not only will you lose money in vain, but also worry about your life, it can be said that you have lost your wife and broke down!
On the other side, Sima Shuo's eyes burst with gloomy light, staring at Guo Zhenren, wishing to swallow him alive.
"Guo Zhenren, do you remember the incident that occurred in Yungang Village 40 years ago?!" Sima Shuo's voice was hoarse and gloomy, like friction between metals.
When Zhenren Guo heard the words, his face changed drastically, and he said in disbelief: "Could it be...you are the remnant of the Ghost King Sect?!"
But the next moment, Zhenren Guo shook his head suddenly: "No! Impossible! All the evildoers of the Ghost King Sect have been slain by Feng Dao and several senior brothers, and there is no one to survive!"
"Who said there is no livelihood?"
Sima Shuo gritted his teeth and said: "Forty years ago, I was in the sect! I was only five years old that year, and I was small in size. My father hid me in a large vase in the wing and escaped! But I was in a vase. Even if I can’t see the sight outside clearly, the screams of fighting screamed crazily in my ears! Over the years, every night I couldn’t sleep, and that nightmare scene would appear in my mind!

"Who are you?!" Guo Zhenren shouted angrily.
"My father, it was Sima Xing, the Sect Master of the Ghost King! Today, I am here to ask you to avenge your father!" Sima Shuo's words contained unforgettable hatred.
With that, an unprecedented aura broke out on his body.
The black fog in the bronze cauldron nearby also soared, filling most of the conference room.
Ghostly spirit, demon flames raging!
This powerful aura, even if compared to Guo Zhenren, is not much to let.
Guo Zhenren's face showed a solemn expression for the first time, and he said solemnly:
"Sima Shuo, your father fell into the devil's way and killed innocent people indiscriminately. Hundreds of innocent creatures died in his hands! The poor way killed him, he was walking the way for the sky, without a conscience! You are still young, with unlimited possibilities, and Why should I be blinded by hatred and repeat the same mistakes? The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, and the back is the shore!"
Guo Zhenren's voice, like Hong Zhong Dalu, rang in the ears of everyone in the hall, possessing a kind of cleansing power that seemed to be able to dissipate all hostility in the world.
However, Sima Shuo was completely unmoved and sneered, disdainfully said:
"Bull nose, I have tolerated for more than forty years, and after all the hardships, I found a chance for revenge. How can I give up just because of your nonsense? The meaning of my life is for revenge!"
"To tell you the truth, this bronze tripod is indeed the blue tripod among the Nine Provinces tripods, but I used the supreme magical powers of the Ghost King Sect to turn it into a magic weapon to nourish the ghosts!"
"Originally, I wanted this bronze cauldron to slowly eat away your blood, making you want to die, declining heaven and man, and tortured to death! But since the matter is revealed, I will kill you directly!"
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As soon as the voice fell, Sima Shuo bit his fingertips directly and dropped a drop of red blood on the bronze cauldron.
"Huh!"
In the next moment, a coquettish red light bloomed on the bronze cauldron.
The resentful ghosts around them also seemed to have been stimulated. They swelled instantly, doubled their size, and became more ferocious and brutal, as fast as thunder, they rushed towards Zhenren Guo.
"Bold!"
Guo Zhenren yelled: "Demons and ghosts, demons crookedly, dare to be presumptuous in front of the real people?!"
With that said, he took out more than a dozen yellow symbols from the robe, and directly injected the vast inner strength into it.
Immediately afterwards, those yellow symbols floated in the air, burning with confidence, and many ghost symbols that ordinary people could not understand floated out.
Fire Cloud Curse, Ziyou Curse, Qingming Curse, Diamond Curse, Casting Curse...
All kinds of Maoshan Taoism appeared in the small room.
Generally speaking, although monks’ spells are extremely powerful, they need time to cast and channel the energy between heaven and earth. This time can be as short as a few seconds or as long as a few days.
In this process, if it is interrupted or approached by the enemy, the consequences will be disastrous.
In order to make up for this shortcoming, some predecessors created the talisman and wrote the spell into the yellow talisman in a special way, and the spell in the yellow talisman was triggered in a crisis, and it could be released instantly.
Of course, this kind of talisman is extremely precious, and ordinary people get a piece of it as a treasure.
Over a dozen of them were thrown out in an instant. If Guo Zhenren was the head of Maoshan, I am afraid that there would be no such big hand.
"Boom!
All of a sudden, there were bursts of sonic boom in the conference room.
The colorful spells are like bombardment.
Not long after, those resentful ghosts in the air were blown away, as if they had never appeared before.
On the other side, Sima Shuo's face was pale, and his figure was shaking.
These resentful ghosts were fed by his essence and blood, and he was obviously injured by his aura.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the venue breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed:
"Maoshan Taoism is really extraordinary!"
"As expected of True Man Guo, Dao Fa is a master of mystery, one shot is enough to subdue demons and demons!"
"Huh! This Sima Shuo actually counted on Guo Zhenren, it's just crazy and whimsical!"
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Hearing the compliments from everyone, Guo Zhenren did not slack off, his sharp eyes pierced Sima Shuo, and he scolded: "The remnant of the demon door, don't hurry up! Otherwise, don't blame the real man and ruthlessly, blasting you to death and bones. Nothing!"
"a ha ha ha……"
When Sima Shuo heard this, instead of having any timidity, he let out a frantic laugh, and continued: "Guo Yunchen, since I have the courage to avenge you, how can I not make a complete plan?"
As soon as this statement was made, Guo Zhenren's heart was shaken, and a strong ominous premonition was born, and his hairs stood up.
But before he could react, Sima Shuo took out a dagger and cut the artery in his wrist abruptly.
"Wow!"
The warm and red blood, gushing out like a fountain, all dripped on the bronze cauldron, and the amount of bleeding was horrifying.
Then, something strange happened.
In the bronze cauldron, it seemed that there was an invisible huge mouth, greedily devouring the blood and feeding on it.
"boom!"
In the next moment, the monstrous devilish energy is like a volcanic eruption, swelling steadily, instantly flooding the huge conference room, and even spreading outward, as if to swallow the world.
Sima Shuo stared at Guo Zhenren, a flame of revenge burned in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said:
"The road is one foot high, the magic is one foot high! Guo Yunchen, go to death! Not only you, everyone in the field will be buried with you!"