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Chapter 293

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"Tsk tsk, it seems that this opportunity is not something that a Foundation Establishment cultivator can personally snatch …"

The Crown Prince of the Ghost Kingdom, Li Ying, had reincarnated for nine lives. His divine sense was powerful and far surpassed that of cultivators of the same level.

He was also one of the first to discover the appearance of this oppressive force, even earlier than Fang Xing. As soon as he arrived near the basin, he stretched out his hand and caught a strange gust of wind. He brought it to his nose and sniffed it, and a look of understanding appeared on his face. He then called over a Ghost General dressed in hemp clothes and gave him some instructions with a strange smile. A sinister look flashed across his face.

Upon receiving the order, the Ghost General activated the Dharma Eye Technique and vaguely sized up everyone around the basin. He turned to Li Ying and reported in a low voice, "Your Highness, the three demons from the Northern Divine Mountain have arrived. Two of the Four Heroes of the Western Desert have arrived, and one of the Five Sons of the Great Snow Mountain has arrived …"

Li Ying opened his bloody mouth and ate the blood grapes handed to him by a beauty next to him. He lazily waved his hand and said, "Don't touch the people under the protection of the three demons. Don't touch the people of the four heroes of the Western Desert. As for the rest, take them all!"

The Ghost General was slightly startled. "Then the Five Warriors of the Great Snow Mountain …"

Li Ying cackled, "The Great Snowmountain's Five Sons are famous, but in reality, only Chu Huang and Xiao Xue, as well as Ye Guyin's long legs are worthy of attention. The others are nothing. The Great Snowmountain's Five Sons who are ranked last is the one who was injured by Gui Si a few days ago, right? Just take his people. I think he doesn't care about his life! "

Gui Jiang hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Highness, I saw a carriage opposite us. There was a large flag on the carriage. Looking at the flag on the carriage, it seemed that the person was Fang Xiaojiu, who had severed four meridians …"

Li Ying was slightly startled. He laughed strangely. "The Fang Xiaojiu that Huangfu Shenji wants to capture?"

The Ghost General nodded. "That should be him!"

Li Ying laughed and said, "One person severing four meridians is really impressive. However, since he dares to swagger around here and no one dares to provoke him, it can be seen that he has some ability. You don't have to worry about him, the disciples of the Great Snowmountain will still be accepted. I want to see if he dares to make a move. If he doesn't know what's good for him, I don't mind capturing him and giving him to Huangfu Shenji to exchange for treasures!"

Gui Jiang received the order and respectfully retreated.

After stepping down from the palanquin, the ghost general waved his hand and the little ghosts surrounding Li Ying's palanquin dispersed. Without a sound, they spread out, each occupying a corner of the basin. When the ghost general saw that the little ghosts had surrounded the basin, his expression turned cold. Taking a deep breath, he slowly floated into the air and said coldly, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a decree. Zhu Xiu kowtows to receive the decree …"

His voice was mournful and shrill, like a bone-scraping steel knife, it suddenly spread out in all directions.

The cultivators who were discussing around the basin were all startled. They looked at him in confusion, but no one kowtowed.

Which cultivator was not a proud and arrogant person? Who would listen to you and kneel down?

Seeing this, the ghost general's face turned cold and said, "You are not kneeling. Do you want to suffer the pain of reincarnation?"

As his voice fell, mournful shouts suddenly came from all directions, "Kowtow to receive the decree, not kneeling is a sin …"

It was the little ghosts that had spread out earlier. They all began to yell at the top of their lungs. Their voices were varied and varied, but it made people's hearts feel uncomfortable. All kinds of voices mixed together, it was like a demonic voice that directly drilled into the bottom of people's hearts, causing them to tremble in fear and find it hard to endure. The Foundation Establishment Cultivators might be able to withstand it, but the Spiritual Movement Stage Cultivators had already turned ashen.

Not long after, many Spiritual Movement Realm Disciples could not endure the ghostly wails and howls. Their knees softened and they knelt down.

Of course, most of the cultivators did not kneel. They all frowned and did not know what Li Ying was doing.

The ghost general did not force the cultivators to kneel down. Seeing a portion of them kneel down, the majority of them were frightened and a small portion of them were filled with doubt. In short, everyone's attention was focused on him and he achieved his goal. He smiled and continued to announce, "His Highness the Crown Prince has ordered that all Spiritual Movement Realm Cultivators here will temporarily be affiliated with the Ghost Kingdom. Quickly express your gratitude!"

The little ghosts in all directions were overjoyed when they heard this. They beat the gongs and drums and became noisy.

"What is he trying to do?"

All the cultivators frowned, as if they could not understand Li Ying's actions. At this moment, the ghost general suddenly sneered. He raised his right hand high and then slammed it down. The seven or eight ghost generals next to Li Ying's palanquin immediately laughed. Each of them flew in a different direction. In their hands, they each held up a black cloth bag and opened it to the cultivators.

"Wah … …"

Suddenly, there was a mournful cry of a child. Inside the sack, there were actually hundreds of blood red shadows that flew out. Each shadow was the size of a fist. They were like rays of blood light that rushed towards the group of Spirit Movement Realm cultivators. The speed of the blood shadows was as fast as lightning. They rushed into the crowd and were hard to dodge. In an instant, dozens of Spirit Movement Realm cultivators were hit.

The Spiritual Movement Realm Cultivators that were hit by the blood shadows immediately cried out in fear. However, they quickly fell into a daze because they realized that after being hit by the blood shadows, there did not seem to be any abnormalities. They were not poisoned and their cultivation was not affected.

However, the Spiritual Movement Realm Cultivators that were protected by the Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators all shouted and tried to stop them. However, four or five ghost generals quickly attacked and killed the Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators that tried to stop the blood shadows. This bloody method caused the remaining Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators to be terrified. For a moment, no one dared to stop them and could only watch as the blood shadows flew towards them.

"Hehe, after being hit by the Blood Infant Curse, all of you should be loyal to the crown prince. When the land of opportunity opens, all of you can enter and take out the opportunity. Give it to the crown prince and he will naturally help you remove the blood curse. However, if you have bad intentions and teleport away from the altar, or if you don't work hard and can't take out the opportunity, then just wait for your soul to rot … …"

The ghost general who was giving out orders in the air sneered. His laughter was cruel and bloody.

"He … … He actually wants to control all the Spiritual Movement Realm Cultivators to steal the opportunity for him … …"

All the cultivators understood Li Ying's goal and were instantly terrified.

"Quickly run … … Quickly run … … Once you are hit by the Blood Infant Curse, you will never be able to turn the situation around … …"

In the midst of panic, someone shouted loudly. The surroundings of the basin immediately became chaotic.

Li Ying's strength was terrifying, and none of the cultivators dared to attack him. However, they could still escape. In the chaos, the cultivators were like ants as they scattered in all directions. They would rather give up this opportunity than be controlled by the Curse of the Blood Infant from the Ghost Kingdom.

However, at this time, the little ghosts that were surrounding them all began to laugh strangely. They began to howl as they returned to the escaping cultivators. They had already spread out, as they had already anticipated the scene of the cultivators fleeing. They were already prepared. As they rushed over, every time they approached a Spiritual Movement Realm Cultivator, they would summon a blood shadow and enter the body of the cultivator to search for another one.

The basin was immediately thrown into chaos.

The blood shadows and the little ghosts that gathered together seemed to have laid a net between the heavens and the earth.

The area that the net did not cover was the area around the three Demons from the Northern Divine Mountain, the two heroes of the Western Desert, and the area around Fang Xing's black carriage. Although these people were not harassed by Li Ying, they did not plan to help the cultivators fight against Li Ying. After all, Li Ying was famous for being difficult to deal with in Nan Zhan. No one was willing to provoke such a thing for no reason … …

"Senior Brother Leng … … Senior Brother Leng, save us … …"

Around Leng Ziyan, a group of Ten Thousand Net Clan disciples cried out in panic.

At this moment, Leng Ziyan's face was as cold as frost. He stood on the Heavenly Dipper Platform and held an iron flute in his hand. He brought it to his lips and blew it with all his might. The sound of the flute seemed to contain a mysterious technique, drawing forth an invisible divine power that enveloped the ground twenty feet around him. The blood shadows that rushed into the surroundings were all disturbed by the sound of the flute and slowed down a lot. They were unable to harm the Ten Thousand Net Clan disciples, and some of the Blood Infants had already been crushed.

While the Ten Thousand Net Clan disciples were panicking, someone shouted at Li Ying, "We are disciples of the Chu Region's Great Snow Mountain. You Ghost Kingdom cultivators dare to bully us? Are you not afraid that we, the Great Snow Mountain's Five Ancestors, will seek justice from you?"

Their words carried little weight, so Li Ying did not put them in his eyes at all. The Ghost General sneered in the air, "Justice? In the Mysterious Domain, the fist is justice, and bullying the weak is the way of the king … "

With a loud shout, his figure suddenly flashed, and with a terrifying ghostly aura, he charged straight at Leng Ziyan. Looking down from above, he waved his palm down, and the dense ghostly aura behind him actually turned into a giant palm that was over a hundred feet wide, grabbing at Leng Ziyan from the air. Leng Ziyan had no choice but to play the flute, and invisible divine power soared into the sky to resist the giant palm that covered the sky and covered the earth.

However, as a result, the Ten Thousand Net Clan disciples lost their defenses and three or four of them were corroded by the Blood Infants …

"Run …"

No one knew who shouted, but the Ten Thousand Net Clan disciples did not dare to stay by Fang Xing's side and fled in all directions.

However, the little ghosts from the Ghost Kingdom were already staring at them. They let out a strange laugh and pounced toward them.

"Fang … Senior brother Fang … For the sake of Master Wan Luo, please save me …"

Only a few of the Thousand Sift Courtyard disciples managed to escape. However, one of them, whether it was by accident or because he was smart, actually ran towards Fang Xing. He cried out in fear for Fang Xing to save his life. Behind him, a little ghost laughed strangely as it pounced forward. Its bone-white claws were already reaching for the Spiritual Movement Stage disciple's neck … …

"Sigh …"

Fang Xing held his forehead and sighed.

Seeing this, the Ten Thousand Net Clan disciple thought that Fang Xing did not want to help him and immediately lost his soul.

The little ghost that chased after him was overjoyed. It made a face at Fang Xing and grabbed the Ten Thousand Net Clan disciple …

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