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"This is?"
When Jiang Fan saw the black face, he raised his eyebrows and frowned.
"Father, save me!"
Shi Shaojian shouted in excitement.
The huge black face appeared in the sky and looked down at Jiang Fan. It was like a demon looking down on a weak ant.
This person was the Mao Mountain's Eldest Senior Brother, Shi Jian.
"No matter who you are, since you saw me like this, you must die.”
Shi Jian's giant black face couldn't help but speak. His voice was cold and filled with brutality and killing intent. It was as if killing Jiang Fan was no different from crushing an ant.
"Mao Mountain's Eldest Senior Brother?"
"It's actually an evil path that cultivates the Netherworld Evil Ghost Dao, and it's about to reach great success!”
"I've really learned something…"
Jiang Fan sneered.
He recognized Shi Jian. He had cultivated an evil technique that was no weaker than the Netherworld Asura Dao…the Netherworld Evil Ghost Dao.
This was a demonic technique that devoured all kinds of ghosts and used Yin specters and resentment as nourishment to cultivate into a ghost's body, transforming from a Mystic to a ghost cultivator and becoming a ghost immortal.
Using a human body to cultivate a Ghost Dao secret technique and become a Supreme Ghost Immortal.
The levels of ghosts were divided into ordinary Yin souls, malicious ghosts, ghost generals, ghost kings, ghost emperors, and ghost immortals. However, when one reached the level of a ghost emperor, they were no longer just ghosts.
They had the strength of an Earth Immortal, and Ghost Immortals could transform Yin Qi into Yang. Extreme Yin turned into extreme Yang and became Yang God. At that time, they could truly be ranked in the immortal class and become immortals.
It was said that among the ten Yama Kings of the Netherworld, there were several who were Yang Gods transformed from Ghost Immortals.
However, Jiang Fan didn't expect that…
Shi Jian, the senior disciple of Mao Mountain, had actually cultivated such a brutal and evil technique. As expected, the upper beam was crooked, and the lower beam was crooked. No wonder Shi Shaojian had cultivated the Netherworld Asura Dao.
"It seems that many things are different from the original plot. I can't let my guard down in the future. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll fail miserably.”
Jiang Fan was also on guard.
"You actually know me?"
"That's even more damned!"
Shi Jian's giant black face said.
"Come at me if you have the ability!"
Jiang Fan sneered.
There was no room for reconciliation between the two of them. Even if Shi Jian did not deal with him, he would still kill Shi Shaojian. At that time, the two of them would still be enemies.
Moreover, both Shi Shaojian and Shi Jian were hostile to him and wanted to kill him. These two people deserved to die.
One of them cultivated the Netherworld Asura Dao, while the other cultivated the Netherworld Evil Ghost Dao. They were simply cruel and ferocious, and their actions were outrageous.
Especially Shi Jian, who had almost mastered the Yellow Spring Evil Ghost Dao. How many ghosts would he need to devour?
Three thousand?
Five thousand?
Or ten thousand?
Jiang Fan didn't know…
However, he knew that among the ghosts that Shi Jian devoured, there were souls of people he had killed himself, because they were filled with resentment.
"Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring!"
The black face growled.
Suddenly, hundreds of wraiths flew out of his mouth like a stream of light. Only the upper half of their bodies were left, and the lower half was like smoke. They were like the genie of Aladdin's magic lamp.
However, they were extremely ferocious and filled with resentment.
The thick resentment seemed to be condensing into a solid mist. As soon as it rushed out, it roared and rushed toward Jiang Fan.
It was as if it wanted to devour him completely, eat his flesh and blood, and suck his soul dry.
This was a mad venting, the only trace of hatred and killing intent left.
"It's actually a vengeful spirit. This great demon Shi Jian has indeed killed too many ordinary people. These vengeful spirits aren't of high quality, so they're obviously ordinary people.”
"But the resentment is extremely strong. It's obvious that he died from a massacre.”
Seeing so many resentful souls, Jiang Fan frowned and was slightly surprised.
It wasn't because he was afraid!
It was because he was shocked. Although he could kill the Four-Eyed Daoist for points, he could not kill ordinary people for no reason.
Once they entered the Mysterious Gate, it would be the law of the jungle in the Crimson Tower. The Devil Dao, the Demonic Dao, the Ghost Dao, and even the evil scums of the human race might stab them in the back.
Heaven and earth were heartless and treated all living things as straw dogs. In order to obtain immortal fate and step into immortality, it was not too much to kill each other.
However, the people of the Celestial Sect of Wonders rarely dealt with ordinary people. After all, these people were just ordinary people before they entered the Dao.
Not to mention killing and torturing ordinary people to produce such great resentment.
This was also the biggest difference between the righteous path and the demonic path.
"If I want to deal with a vengeful spirit, I'll either use lightning or fire. Shi Jian is also skilled in lightning, so I'll use fire.”
Jiang Fan immediately thought of a countermeasure.
He raised his hand and grabbed at the air. A talisman was taken out from his storage space. However, this time, it was not a yellow talisman, but a blue talisman.
Although this black face was only a clone of Shi Jian made of black talismans, Shi Jian was already close to the realm of the Netherworld Evil Ghost Dao, so he was extremely powerful.
He was probably close to the level of a Ghost King!
An Old Devil of this level, even if it was a Black Talisman Clone, would probably be at the level of a Ghost General.
Ordinary yellow talismans probably wouldn't have much lethality.
"Chi!"
Jiang Fan immediately circulated his mana throughout his body, causing his blood and Qi to surge. Traces of red light actually appeared in his eyes, nose, and mouth.
Condense!
He pointed his finger forward and dripped a drop of blood essence onto the blue talisman. The red light on the blood condensed into words and attached to the talisman.
"Samadhi True Fire Talisman!"
Although this talisman was only a blue talisman, it was one of the few talismans that could grow.
If the caster's essence, qi, and spirit were strong, the Samadhi Fire condensed would be stronger.
Whoosh!
The blue Samadhi True Fire Talisman instantly carried a burning sensation. The hot air blasted towards the vengeful spirits that were coming at them.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Wherever it passed, it was like a hot iron ball hitting a balloon, and the wraiths shattered one after another.
The power of the fire talisman did not decrease as it crashed into the huge black face.
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