1240: C1240 Seven evils blood circulation array

C1240 Seven evils blood circulation array

There had been some stories about ghosts and gods, but apart from some of them, the Condor had never seen a real ghost, not even when he was a member of the Blue Sword. He hadn't even seen a real ghost before, let alone a ghost's voice. Therefore, when Ye Qian heard what the godly eagle said, he couldn't help but feel terrified.

At that moment, the Condor's hands were trembling in fear, and the delicious roasted pig leg and wine in its hands almost fell to the ground.

A pair of eyes that were originally far away became dull, just like that, he looked at Ye Qian in horror, it was as if he was looking at a ghost.

"The … the voice of the ghost? Marshal Ye, you, what are you joking about? Furthermore, I, I have stayed in the Blue Sword for so long, and have also never seen any ghosts before? "

At that moment, even the Condor's voice started to stutter.

In truth, from the bottom of the Condor's heart, he did not believe that there would be ghosts. Although Blue Sword belonged to the category of Eastern Special Ability Enforcement Team, the problems that they had resolved were only within the category of humans. As for the Ghost God, not to mention the Condor, even the captain of the Blue Sword, Qin Chuan had probably never seen it before.

However, Ye Qian didn't feel this was strange at all. After all, Ye Qian was a First Immortal of the Nine Realms, and not to mention a ghost, he was also a regular customer of the Nine Serenities Underworld's Ye Qian back then.

Slightly narrowing his eyes, he gazed at the Death Village at the foot of the mountain. Ye Qian took a sip of the delicious wine in his hands, then muttered to himself, "Ah, Condor, you've never seen a ghost before. However, this doesn't mean that ghosts don't exist!"

Hearing Ye Qian's words, the Condor's legs began to tremble.

The Condor felt the ground under its feet was trembling uncontrollably. The rumbling sounds of footsteps followed one after another, as if they were coming from all directions.

Gradually, following the sound of footsteps, the entire Taiping Mountain seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

This terrifying feeling made the Condor immediately throw the roasted pig leg in her hand and run towards Ye Qian.

In a state of panic, the Condor looked around, anxiously grabbed Ye Qian's arm, and said: "Ye, Marshal Ye, this, this voice seems to, there are a lot of people here, what is going on?"

Ye Qian laughed faintly: "Not a lot of people, just a lot of ghosts!"

As he spoke, Ye Qian looked back and smiled at the Condor: "Ah, Condor, I remember you saying that this mountain range is an ancient battlefield right?"

The Condor did not understand Ye Qian's words and could not help but nod, "Yes, what's wrong?"

As he replied, the Condor seemed to have thought of something, it looked at Ye Qian in shock, and the Condor suddenly spoke out two words: "Yin Soldier, pass by?"

The saying of ghost soldiers passing by had existed since ancient times. However, no one had ever seen such a strange scene before. Moreover, it was rumoured to be superb.

With the mention of the ghost soldiers, Condor's face immediately turned pale. In his panic, he muttered to himself continuously: "It's over, it's over, how could we encounter such a thing? This time we're dead, this time we're dead!"

While speaking, the Condor was also afraid, as if it felt that its life was not going to be able to last long.

On the other hand, the current Ye Qian had a cold smile on his face. His attention was not focused on the passing of the so-called ghost soldiers, but on the mysterious Death Village at the foot of the mountain.

"Seven Evils Blood Formation, hehe, it is quite interesting, who exactly is this expert hiding in the Death Village? To be able to move so many Yin soldiers with just a formation, his cultivation must be at least Sky Origin Stage, right? "

Hearing Ye Qian's mutterings, the Condor was almost on the verge of collapse, unable to voice its fear.

No matter if it was the ghost soldiers passing by or the Seven Deadly Blood Formation, these things were all too ethereal for the Condor. Furthermore, the Condor didn't care at all right now, it only wanted to know what it was that it could do to escape this calamity.

"Ye, Marshal Ye, what should we do now? Run?"

Hearing the Condor's panicked suggestion, Ye Qian laughed coldly: "Run? This is not my style. Besides, it's just a few little ghosts.

As he said that, Ye Qian pointed his finger forward, and the palm condensed into a palm print, and a gigantic Swastika Buddhist light jumped out from the center of Ye Qian's palm.

The golden Swastika covered the sky, not towards the ghost soldiers within the Taiping Mountains, but towards the Death Village at the foot of the mountain.

The powerful palm print disregarded the fear and astonishment of the ordinary villagers of Death Village and directly landed in the deepest part of the Death Village village. The top of that manor just happened to block the light that was being shot out by the intense Seven Fiends Blood Traversing Array.

The constantly swaying golden Buddhist hand seal seemed to have placed another restriction on the manor.

In an instant, the entire Taiping Mountains started to quiet down, and those terrifying ghost soldiers seemed to disappear into nothingness.2

However, Ye Qian merely laughed softly and said, "I was too anxious, this guy is too anxious. Although the Seven Evils Blood Flow Formation is almost finished, unfortunately, there is still the last virgin's blood left. At the moment, I am in a hurry to form the formation and summon ghosts, it is clearly a little too reckless! "

The current Ye Qian still carried a bit of ridicule in his words, as if he did not put the expert within the Death Village in his eyes at all.

However, just as Ye Qian's golden Swastika struck onto the manor from all directions, all the villagers in the Death Village started to gather.

The Patriarch of Death Village led dozens of people outside the villa, and looked at the golden buddhist seals floating above the manor. The group of people were stunned at first, but then, led by Patriarch Zhang Laixi, the group of people all knelt down, and started shouting.

"The High Priest is mighty, the High Priest is mighty!"

It was as if in the eyes of this group of Death Village villagers, the descent of such a phenomenon must have been caused by the divine High Priest cultivating their immortal arts.

However, just as these unknown Death Village villagers were singing praises of their High Priest, the old man in the manor had a face full of cold sweat. He looked at the large buddhist hand prints that continuously circled in the sky, gritted his teeth, and spoke angrily.

"Dammit, what kind of person is the sacred art of the Buddhist Sangha? Who is the one who ruined my plans? Dammit, dammit!"

As he said that, the High Priest once again raised his hand, and flipped his palm towards the sky.

In an instant, a wave of pure Daoist energy and the buddhist palm in the sky collided, radiating a dazzling light that made people unable to look straight at it.

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