C220 The Calamity of the World

Zhang Shou Zong staggered as if he was about to collapse.

The old man seized the opportunity to support Zhang Shou Zong and said with a solemn expression. "Guarding the sect, you're right. Talent is the most important. I believe that what's lost, we'll take it back"

It was both a consolation and a heartfelt sentiment.

" Definitely. "Zhang Shou Zong clenched his fist. After calming his qi and blood, he said. "Martial Uncle, you know the ancient books in the Knowledge Pavilion the best. Time is of the essence right now, so I'm afraid I can't take all of them with me. I can only take the most important ones with me. "

"Don't worry, I know what to do. You few, follow me into the pavilion. " The old man pointed at the few disciples that came with Zhang Shou Zong and said.

"Yes, Martial Ancestral Uncle. " The few young Daoists bowed their heads and followed the old man into the Knowledge Pavilion.

"Ah. . . " As soon as they entered the pavilion, the few young Taoists couldn't help but cry out in alarm. As for the old man who was following behind them, his body swayed a few times, and he almost fell down.

"How could this be, how could this be. . . I've been guarding here all this time, and I've never left. How could the pavilion be emptied?"

The old man rubbed his eyes hard, and even pinched his thigh hard to prove it. He was not dreaming.

"Shishi, senior granduncle, what do you think that is?" One of the disciples had sharp eyes and pointed at the praying mat that the old man was sitting on. There were two books on the futon. Although it was called a book, it was actually a small book that had been printed and bound on its own.

"This, this is. . . " The old man's hand that was holding the two booklets trembled slightly. There were two small books. One of them had the words Longhu Godly Technique written on it, and the other one had the words Profound Yellow Sword Technique written on the cover.

The two pamphlets were cultivation techniques arranged by Lei Tong. Although they were not top cultivation techniques, they were extremely precious to cultivators on Earth.

"Earth is really a strange place. There are so many cultivation techniques to concentrate and refine one's spirit. Just reading them can help one's realm rise!" Lei Tong stepped on his sword and met the Stone County. At the same time, he casually took out a scripture and flipped through it.

"Ah. . . Help!"

"God, open your eyes and punish these devils. . . "

In the city beneath their feet, resentment soared to the sky, and cries and cries filled the sky.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Lei Tong looked down. Below him was a small city that was no more than ten miles long and wide. Although the area was small, the population was close to a million. At this moment, the black fog was curling up below, and the sounds of crying and struggling could be heard from within. It seemed as if it had become hell on earth.

"People of the demonic path, indiscriminately killing innocents. " Lei Tong's heart sank. He scanned the area with his Divine Sense, and immediately discovered that in the three directions of the small city, there was a triangle at the waist, and there was a black-robed man standing at the tip of each corner. The black robed man was waving a black flag in his hand. A large amount of black fog really came out of the black flag.

The descent of ten thousand cultivators not only brought a blessing, but also a calamity of the mortal world!

"Soul Summoning Banner?" Lei Tong recognized this item at a glance.

"Hmph! I can't be bothered with you guys earlier! But since I have encountered you guys, I can only say that you guys are unlucky!" Lei Tong coldly harrumphed. He waved his hand and changed into an ordinary flying sword. The Purple Bright Sword underneath his feet turned into a ray of light and flew straight towards one of the men in black in the southeast corner.

"Who. . . " The man in black could be considered vigilant. He shook his body and released a barrier of spiritual energy to block the Purple Bright Sword. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Lei Tong. In order to achieve the effect of a sneak attack, Lei Tong did not pour much energy into the Purple Bright Sword, and his speed was also not fast. After being blocked by the Astral Spirit Barrier, he immediately slid to the side.

"External Stellar Energy, Nascent Infant Cultivator?" Lei Tong's heart sank, and he didn't dare to delay. Stepping on his flying sword, he dove straight for the black-robed man.

"Who are you? How dare you interfere in the matters of our Ghost Sect? You don't know what death is. " The black-robed man sneered with disdain. He opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of black Qi, which rushed towards Lei Tong and enveloped him.

The black Qi was thick and dense. Illusory human faces were struggling in pain, twisting and changing shape. They let out cries that made people shiver when they heard them.

"Hmph, a petty trick. " Lei Tong coldly harrumphed. His speed did not increase, but instead, he threw out a punch that went straight for the black fog.

"Ignorant. A ghost with a dark soul. It has a physical form and doesn't have a physical form. It doesn't fear physical attacks. It actually uses a fist. " The man in black sneered, and didn't even look at Lei Tong anymore. With his cultivation base, he could naturally tell that Lei Tong was only a First Layer of Qi Cultivation. With such a cultivation base, it was no different than courting death for daring to launch a sneak attack on him.

"Pop!" It sounded like a bubble had burst. The expected scene of Lei Tong being haunted by hundreds of ghosts and crying out in pain didn't happen. The black-robed man instinctively felt that something was wrong. It was already too late when he turned around to look. Lei Tong's fist was hitting the black-robed man's head.

"Crack!" The black-robed man didn't even make a sound before his corpse fell to the ground. He couldn't believe that his dignified Nascent Infant Cultivator was killed by a First Layer of Qi Cultivation Heavenly warrior with just a single punch.

"En, what's going on with Old Nine? Why did the Soul Summoning Banner withdraw?" A black-robed man to the west looked at the constantly reducing black fog in the southeast and muttered in a low voice. Just as he was about to send a little ghost to investigate, a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Because he's dead!"

"Who?" All the hairs on the black-robed man's body stood on end as he abruptly turned around, simultaneously releasing his protective spirit energy. He was a Nascent Infant Cultivator, and he had just slaughtered a small town a few days ago. Under the nourishment of 100,000 vengeful souls, his injuries had mostly healed.

The spiritual energy on Earth was thin, but the strength of a human's soul was not weak. The ghosts that were formed were much stronger than ordinary ghosts, causing the three disciples of the Nether Ghost Sect to feel as if they had come to a 'paradise'.

Lei Tong learned his lesson from the last time. This time, after flying near the black-robed man, he used the invisibility technique to hide himself and quietly approached.

It was already too late for the black-robed man to resist when he saw Lei Tong approaching. Lei Tong's fist was like a hammer, hitting the black-robed man's head.

"Bastard! What are Seventh Brother and Ninth Brother doing? They actually took away the Soul Beckoning Streamer!" In the north. A black-robed man discovered that the black fog in the southeast and west had suddenly decreased. He had no idea what had happened. He couldn't help but curse and put away the Soul Summoning Flag. A gust of black wind blew under his feet. He flew up into the sky and looked to the southeast and west. He saw Lei Tong flying over on his sword.

"En? First Layer of Qi Cultivation can actually control a flying sword?" The black-robed man couldn't help but be startled. He carefully looked at the flying sword underneath Lei Tong's feet and couldn't help but feel delighted. He immediately shouted, "Stop right there! Is there a Purple Bright Sword underneath your feet?"

"Eh?" Lei Tong was slightly startled. He didn't understand what this fellow meant. Didn't this fellow discover that he had killed his companion? Lei Tong was smart. He immediately nodded his head and said, "Senior, you have sharp eyes. It's the Purple Bright Sword. May I know why senior is blocking junior's path?" Lei Tong pretended to be timid and asked.

"Hehe, it really is the Purple Bright Sword. I am in need of a flying sword. This Purple Bright Sword of yours is barely passable. Why aren't you giving it to me?" The black-robed man said in a cold voice.

"Ah. . . Yes, yes. Since senior has taken a liking to it, it is junior's fortune. Junior is willing to offer this sword to senior. "

"Yes. " The black-robed man nodded his head in satisfaction. Lei Tong waved his hand and took out another flying sword. Although it was not as good as the Purple Bright Sword, its quality was not bad either. "En? There's actually. . . I still have two junior brothers who are also lacking in flying swords. You can have this one too. " The black-robed man ordered.