"The soul is back."
Black hair dances wildly, robe hunts.
[Master Jingyun] also said: "Your elixir is mixed with other ingredients. Wei Andong, you are so brave. You dare to plot against us. Aren't you afraid of punishment from the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance?"
So he was calculating from the beginning.
But to no avail.
In less than twenty breaths, all sixteen souls of the reviled immortals were absorbed into the dim and demonic hall of the Immortal Palace.
The young leader of Huazong Gaoguan struggled desperately.
As an immortal demon cultivator, he has already felt a great crisis.
Wei Andong sighed, waved his hands and said, "Ask for help from the fairy world."
"In order to gain insight into Taixuan Academy's formation, I spent all my efforts and lost my Yangshou. This matter is seen by everyone, and you... Hehe, you are a bunch of trash, holding the best immortal weapons, I used the best elixir, but ended up dying in the hands of a martial artist from the lower realm, what does that have to do with me?"
Wei Andong laughed wildly when he heard this.
The middle-aged priest of the Magic Stone Tribe quickly entered the hall and said: "Alliance Leader..."
Outside the protective formation of Taixuan Academy.
Wei Andong smiled faintly and said: "What have I done? Haha, you losers all died at the hands of insects from the lower world. It really brings shame to our fairy world. You have the nerve to ask me what I did?"
"Finally finished."
All the souls of the banished immortals heard the roar of the sixteenth prince.
But there was no trace of disappointment or anger on his face.
"No, Brother Wei, let me go. I respect you very much on weekdays. I am willing to be your loyal servant and go around me once. Brother Wei..." Gongyang Zhi begged.
Wei Andong sighed generously and said with a sad face: "There are taboos in Taixuan Academy. All the banished immortals who attacked the formation have fallen. I have no other choice but to plead guilty and ask for help from the immortal world."
"Wei Andong!!!"
The expressions of the dead souls of the banished immortals suddenly changed wildly.
The old magic stick lowered his head and thought for a while at the entrance of the hall, and then said to Qingfeng on the other side: "Invite Xiaojiu and Yuan Hou, too. There is no need to guard the formation eye channel anymore."
He looked at the sixteen dead souls in the Immortal Palace and said with disdain.
A demonic aura flashed across his face.
Zuo Xinhan of the Dark Moon Sect asked with suppressed anger.
The symptoms of graying hair and withered skin caused by excessive consumption of the blood in the heart have long since disappeared. The black hair is as thick as a waterfall, every hair strand is flowing with the glory of immortality, and the skin is as crystal clear as flawless jade, glowing by itself.
His rickety body became straighter than a javelin.
"Am I alive again?"
About an hour later.
"No… "
But a dark wind rolled violently, like a whip, and struck the sixteenth prince. The latter let out a shrill scream, and his spirit body was broken into pieces, and then slowly reunited.
"What exactly is in that pill of yours?"
Among the eight channels of the Hidden Sky Formation, the resentment of those who were already completely dead and even their souls were expelled from the Immortal Level were absorbed by this power and gradually formed an existence similar to the spirit body of the undead.
Whoosh!
Some of the dead banished immortals had their spirits reunited and their consciousness restored. They soon realized that the reason why the dead souls were captured was because they took the [Violent Yellow Dragon Pill] during the battle.
"Ha ha ha ha."
"a ha ha ha… "
"If I am not wrong, even if we win, the final result will be death. However, if we lose, we will die in the hands of the warriors from the lower world, if we win, we will die in your hands."
"So, you are a bunch of idiots."
The dead soul of the sixteenth prince roared.
"What a bunch of trash, they all died in the formation eye channel."
"Even if they want revenge, they will only seek revenge on those stinky rocks from Li Mu. What does it have to do with me?"
The old magic stick looked up at the sky.
Each flagpole is made of extremely rare black blood fairy iron. It is as thick as a bowl and six meters high. The patterns on the flags are different. They are all drawn with blood, exuding a strong smell of blood.
Wei Andong just refining with peace of mind.
Anger at being calculated sends them into a frenzy.
Wei Andong raised the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly: "What do you want to do? Well, it's very simple. I want to ask everyone to do a favor and enter this [Six Paths of Reincarnation Flag] to provide some energy for me to initiate this hard-working sacrifice. That's all, there is absolutely no other thought. After all, we all work together and are all friends, so don't misunderstand me."
On the six flags, blood lines flickered rapidly.
Soon, a ray of fairy light rose into the sky from the center of the camp of the immortal army, shot out into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.
"Ah?" The middle-aged priest was startled, then his expression changed wildly, and he said: "Leader, what do you mean...?"
"No, my soul has been killed in battle, why is it still... Ah, evil is causing trouble, there is something wrong with the [Violent Yellow Dragon Pill]."
Qingfeng couldn't help but ask: "What about the others?"
Because this power only works on specific foods.
"Wei Andong, how dare you do this?"
In Taixuan Academy, seeing this scene, the old magic stick twirled his sparse beard.
One sentence made all the souls of the reviled immortals feel inexplicably shocked and angry.
What a terrible scheming.
Invisible power emanates from the Immortal Palace as the center.
One of the banished immortals realized something was wrong and let out a silent roar.
The breeze also turned away.
The mysterious and sneaky power pulled them directly out of the small world of the eight formation eye channels, wrapped them up, and flew towards the Bronze Immortal Palace.
He kept making tricks and chanting spells that were ancient and obscure even in the immortal world.
"The sect you belong to is ashamed to mention this matter."
"You...what exactly do you want to do?"
[Taoist Bajin] said angrily.
The miserable wails of the Sixteenth Prince, Swordsman and others were heard continuously from the flag, like a night owl crying, like a hundred ghosts walking at night, extremely sad and shrill.
At this time, he was running some kind of skill.
Instead, he had a strange smile.
Amidst the swing of the black cannon, not only the fish tail, but also the fish body and fins were exposed. I don't know when, even the old magic stick's arms had faint fish scales.
Wei Andong waved his hand weakly.
Wei Andong laughed.
But all to no avail.
The swordsman of Yijian Sect roared angrily.
Zuo Xinhan turned around and ran away without saying a word.
Not just one or a few of the thirty-six advance teams, but all the banished immortals, not one of them, were included in the scheme.
The surrounding sinister wind formation was activated, and indescribable evil power surged, trapping all the souls of the banished immortals in the formation.
Wei Andong's expression was extremely excited, and his voice was trembling a little.
Wei Andong, the leader of Dongxuan Immortal Sect, sat quietly in the spirit gathering formation.
"[Violent Yellow Dragon Pill]?"
In this gloomy hall, under the influence of the formation rules, the spirit souls seemed to be able to make sounds, and other souls, as well as Wei Andong, heard them.
"Why do the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance punish me?"
And Wei Andong also seemed to have transformed into an evil demon.
"Go ahead."
There was a faint trace of blood lingering in his eye sockets, and it was all concentrated in his pupils for a moment.
It's a big blood-red flag with six poles.
The healing is long over.
What a great Wei Andong.
After a while, he opened his eyes.
Mingyue turned around and left.
As soon as the six-pole flags came out, the flags were hunting.
He couldn't help but laugh darkly.
"My master, I will never let you go."
The old magic stick said: "Others, there is no need to notify them for the time being."
Their minds will be wiped out, and they will be tortured day and night in order to incite resentment and provide energy for evil immortal weapons. They will simply be worse than death, worse than slaves, and will never be reincarnated.
"That's a magical elixir to help you improve your strength. It's a pity that you are too useless. Even this magical elixir cannot allow you to defeat the scum of the lower world. It was a waste of my elixir."
He put away the six big flags, controlled the decline with all his breath, and then said loudly: "Here comes..."
Six streams of dark red light shot out from his palm and hit six different directions around him.
"You still don't understand?"
His brows wrinkled slightly.
In the Immortal Palace.
Suddenly, the entire Immortal Palace was filled with ghostly aura, demonic energy surged, and the aura of immortality was gone.
It's dark and gloomy.
What a cruel heart.
A strange and faint aura, like a dormant terrifying beast, was surrounding him, expanding and contracting imperceptibly with his breathing.
"Okay, the last moment is coming."
Wei Andong's long hair turned silver again.
But no one else could hear it.
The six-pole flag flew up, quickly shrank, and landed in the palm of the hand.
The wind blows.
Wei Andong's owl-like laughter echoed in the Immortal Palace.
The sixteenth prince rushed towards Wei Andong with great anger.
If you enter the evil fairy weapon flag, doesn't that mean you have become an evil spirit
The injury that should have taken three to five years of hard work to fully recover was completely recovered in less than twenty hours.
Wei Andong sighed.
Even the Hidden Heaven Formation of Taixuan Academy could not resist the invasion of this force.
"The plan goes more smoothly than imagined. There are sixteen resentful souls of the banished immortals. Hahaha, it can be used to perfect my [Six Paths of Reincarnation Banner]. It can be perfect, more perfect than imagined."
The few remaining powerful immortals in the thirty-sixth advance team of the Immortal Realm, as well as the other flying immortals and slave immortals, were not aware of this power at all.
Wei Andong was filled with evil spirit, and his laughter was like the most sinister ghost.
The middle-aged priest's heart felt cold.
"good."
On the six-pole flag, blood-colored veins flickered and spread out, like tentacles, entangling the sixteen immortal-level undead souls and pulling them towards the flag.
"How is this going?"
"Wei Andong, what exactly did you do?"
Wei Andong's mind was dark and cold, and he activated his secret technique to put all the souls of the banished immortals into the [Six Paths of Reincarnation Banner].
"Hahaha, stay here. How can I let you take my elixir in vain?"
He said to Mingyue beside him: "Go and invite your young master here."
The wind is blowing.
Bright red veins, like bloodstains, spread from the bottom of the flagpole and wandered on the ground of the Immortal Palace. Finally, they converged and formed a gloomy formation.
The corners of Wei Andong's mouth curled up.