Chapter 190 Warriors vs. Monks
Down the mountain.

Among the densely packed imperial army, Tang Zhengkou was listening carefully to the sound of bombing on the mountain.

When the bombing stopped, he suddenly drew the sword from his waist and shouted, "All troops charge!"

"Charge the entire army!"

"Charge the entire army!"

In an instant, countless imperial troops followed the predetermined route and launched a charge towards Yuanhe Mountain.

Yuanhe Mountain is the largest sect in Haizhou, and its mountain gate occupies several huge peaks.

In order to show their great sect's demeanor, the people of Yuanhe Mountain even built rows of smooth steps under the entire mountain gate for the disciples of Yuanhe Mountain to walk on.

But now, these roads and steps have become a helpful aid in eliminating them.

The advance troops of the imperial army quickly rushed to the foot of the mountain. Some sentinels stationed there were shot to death by arrows while they were still wondering why there was an explosion in the mountain gate.

After passing these sentries, next is the rebel troops stationed at the foot of the mountain.

While they were confused and frightened by the explosion of Yuanhe Mountain behind them, the imperial army descended from the sky like a force of gods and soon engaged in a battle with them.

The prepared rolling stones, wooden sticks, gold juice and other items were pierced through the army by the imperial army before they could be used.

Countless soldiers and rebels began to fight indiscriminately.

"Damn it! Where are the people from Yuanhe Mountain? Are they going to let us hold back the imperial army here?"

"Damn it! The people from Yuanhe Mountain said they would come to support us, why is there no one here yet..."

"All my people are dying!"

“Ah…! Yuan Heshan! I won’t forgive you even if I become a ghost…!”

Countless miserable screams were heard at the foot of Yuanhe Mountain, and the rebels who were sent out for help received no reply for a long time. Their formation kept retreating, and the entire army was about to be defeated.

And on Yuanhe Mountain.

One after another, human figures appeared in the sky and with the help of the downward force, they landed on Yuanhe Mountain in a very short time.

Then, he rushed towards those disciples of Yuanhe Mountain who were either dazed, seriously injured, or trapped under the rubble.

"puff!"

With one slash of the sword, he killed a disciple of Yuanhe Mountain.

Then more Dragon Scale Soldiers descended from the sky and joined the massacre.

"Damn it! It's the imperial army! Kill them!"

"Hurry! Get up!"

Among the ruins, there were also some disciples of Yuanhe Mountain who had managed to survive.

When their fellow disciples died tragically, they gritted their teeth and attacked the group of soldiers under the orders of their master.

But more people were frightened by the thunder that fell from the sky. While resisting, they ran down the mountain in a panic.

The vast majority of them were unlucky people who were injured by thunder or crushed by the ruins, and they could only die one by one at the hands of the Dragon Scale Army.

Amidst this chaotic scene, in the dense forest on the side of Yuanhe Mountain, Xie Jiuque was looking in shock at the imperial army descending from the sky.

"Is this your Majesty's strength?"

"They can actually launch an attack from the sky, and then use elite soldiers to carry out decapitation tactics. This, this..."

"Which sect in the whole world can be its rival?"

Xie Jiuque smiled bitterly and said, "I was so obsessed with becoming the leader of the martial arts world, but it turns out that in the eyes of His Majesty, the leader of the martial arts world is just a slightly stronger ant!"

He looked at the chaotic battlefield, thought about it but did not join in. Instead, he changed his hiding place, but his eyes were still fixed on Wu Dashan not far away.

Wu Dashan is not dead.

But, death is not far away!

The Five-sided Soul Gathering Flag was seen floating strangely in the air at this moment, with silk threads like blood vessels sticking out from it, tightly binding Wu Dashan.

His blood was being absorbed bit by bit by the Five Soul Gathering Flags!

That Wang Feiyu had no good intentions at all.

On the surface, they were allowed to control the Five Soul Gathering Flags in order to surround and kill Xu Mujun.

In fact, the real purpose is to treat them as pawns and cannon fodder!

As long as they can kill Xu Mujun, anyone can become their flag.

Fortunately, I was smart and let someone else replace me.

As for the other four directions, they would probably be controlled by the Five Soul Gathering Flags just like Wu Dashan is now.

At this time, in front of the ruins of the main hall, Wang Feiyu was quickly making hand gestures with his hands, and strange waves of spiritual energy surged out of his body and spread towards the surroundings.

Above the entire Yuanhe Mountain, five strange black gas pillars shot up into the sky, almost covering most of the Yuanhe Mountain.

"Hahaha……"

"The five soul-gathering flags are all controlled by warriors. Although I don't have any spirit stones, the flesh and blood of warriors can activate the ghosts!"

Wang Feiyu laughed out loud, and Wang Zifeng on the side was also watching the surroundings carefully to protect him.

"Zifeng, where's Zitong?"

"Grandfather, I didn't see it. We separated a long time ago."

"Waste...! Could it be that he was killed by the imperial army..."

Wang Feiyu gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, once the Five-Directional Soul Gathering Formation is activated, only the dead can get out."

"Since he unfortunately died, let's transform him into a ghost."

"The soul of a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training is enough to become the ghost king of the ghosts here."

"The sky and the earth are boundless, and the ghosts in the underworld are heroes!"

"Use my blood as a guide!"

"Ten thousand ghosts devouring souls... Command!"

He once again made a strange hand gesture, and then a series of shrill ghost howls rang out.

It was like a fierce ghost rushing out from the Netherworld!
In a trance, the entire Yuanhe Mountain was filled with gray and black ghost shadows.

Some of them had no hands, some had no feet, their eyes were dull, their faces were pale, and they were covered in blood. As soon as they appeared, they roared to the sky and rushed towards the soldiers viciously.

"What a pity! These people were all killed by that strange weapon. They were panicked and terrified before they died. There was no resentment or evil spirit in them. What they transformed into were just ordinary ghosts."

Wang Feiyu said with some regret: "If they died in the battle with the imperial army, they would be transformed into evil ghosts in my Five-Directions Soul Gathering Formation."

"But it's not too late. As long as the Five-Directions Soul Gathering Flag remains, all the dead people on Yuanhe Mountain will be transformed into evil spirits. Hahahaha..."

at the same time.

Strange and drastic changes were taking place in the other four directions of Yuanhe Mountain.

Yuan Sanli looked at the Five-sided Soul Gathering Flag that was inserted into his chest, his eyes filled with despair and anger.

He clapped his hands and used Yuanheshan's unique martial art, the Yuanhe Wuji Palm, but it could only cause a series of vibrations on the surface of the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag, and could not do anything to the flag's body.

"what……!!!"

He roared angrily, and the internal force in his body surged, trying to cut off the Five Soul Gathering Flags.

However, he found that the internal energy in his body was now like a pool of stagnant water, firmly entangled by the strange black mist, and he could not move at all.

"Wang Feiyu! Damn it! How dare you lie to me!"

"Disciples of Yuanhe Mountain, please rescue me quickly!"

As he roared, the disciples of Yuan Heshan around him discovered the ancestor and rushed over to rescue Yuan Sanli.

Unfortunately, as soon as these disciples came into contact with the black fog outside the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag, they were immediately corroded and turned into corpses.

Coupled with the Dragon Scale Army that kept descending from the sky, Yuan Sanli had no one to rescue him for a while.

"what……!"

“Wang Feiyu! Even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go!”

"what……!"

Along with Yuan Sanli's screams, his entire figure was immediately submerged in the black mist.

In the other three directions, Wang Pu sat cross-legged, allowing the Five Soul Gathering Flags to transform into dense blood vessels and penetrate deep into his body.

In order to allow these blood vessels to penetrate deeper into his body, he even stretched his body, relaxed his resistance, and allowed the blood vessels of the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag to operate.

Two other directions.

The six first-grade warriors of Yuanhe Mountain were even more miserable.

They struggled hard, trying to break free from the control of the Five-Directions Soul Gathering Flag.

But no matter how they struggled, they could not get rid of the dense black blood vessels.

From a distance, it looked like an unlucky guy who had fallen into a snake den and was being bitten madly by countless small snakes.

As the flesh and blood of several people were devoured by the Five-Directions Soul Gathering Flags, the disciples of Yuanheshan and the imperial soldiers who were killed one after another were all transformed into evil spirits and rushed towards the other imperial armies!
And with the deaths of warriors and soldiers one by one, a trace of pure qi, blood and soul power was concentrated on Wang Feiyu under the operation of the Five-Directions Soul Gathering Flag and was absorbed by Wang Feiyu!

“Hehe, hehe… this is power.”

He murmured in a low voice, and his tone became fanatical as his strength surged.

"As long as you are determined enough, you can make rapid progress in the magic skills."

"I can clearly feel that the bottleneck of my Qi training period that has been suppressing me has begun to break through!"

“Kill one hundred thousand people! With the souls of one hundred thousand people as a guide, I will definitely be able to break through to the foundation-building stage, hahahahaha…”

He laughed loudly, opened his arms wide, and a black flag rolled behind him like a black dragon, covering his entire body.

Dense swarms of ghost shadows gathered in front of him, becoming the nourishment for his rapid growth in cultivation.

As the soul power of countless evil spirits was absorbed, the brightness in Wang Feiyu's pupils became dimmer, and was replaced by endless evil spirit, killing and madness!
He...is going crazy!
"call out……!"

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and a figure was seen falling from the sky, slashing towards Wang Feiyu with a knife!
"puff!"

The Hundred Ghosts Banner surged and immediately blocked the bloody sword light, but the sword light also tore a huge crack in it.

"Ok?"

This attack actually woke Wang Feiyu up from his crazy state. He looked up suddenly, his eyes full of horror.

"Evil spirit! Such a strong evil spirit... Although the progress of the magic path is fast, sooner or later one will go astray. Fortunately..."

"Xu Mujun!"

Then he looked up suddenly and recognized the one-armed old man who had just slashed with a knife in front of him!
Xu Mujun held the knife in one hand, and the ghosts around him were afraid to move forward and could only roar silently.

"The remnants of the Wang family..."

Xu Mujun raised the long sword in his hand steadily and pointed it at Wang Feiyu from a distance.

"Today is the day you die!"

"Ha~"

Wang Feiyu sneered, "Death date?"

"It's still uncertain when someone will die!"

"Hundreds of ghosts devour souls, great dark sky!"

"Roar!"

In an instant, the Hundred Ghosts Banner behind Wang Feiyu vibrated violently, and one after another evil ghosts wearing armor and holding steel knives strode out from the banner, forming a military formation, and rushed towards Xu Mu's army viciously.

"Xu Mujun! In order to kill you, I have spent a huge amount of money and specially collected hundreds of evil spirits of the military."

"Among them, there are even five ghost generals transformed from innate realm masters!"

"It is your blessing to die under my Hundred Ghosts Army Soul Formation today!"

"Kill him for me!"

"Roar!"

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(End of this chapter)