Urban Medical God-Novel2

When the singing sound fell, the earth suddenly rumbled and shook, and a crack opened.

In the crack, the brilliance of the blood moon diffused out, and then the blood light dissipated, and a spar the size of a fist slowly rose from the depths of the crack, buzzing.

"Is this the Heavenly Prison Soul Crystal?"

Ye Luoer looked at the spar in amazement.

I saw that piece of spar, the whole body was crystal clear without any blemishes, it was very clear, and it exuded extremely powerful energy fluctuations, making people feel heart-shaking and soul-turbulent after just looking at it.

This spar is exactly the soul crystal of hell!

At that time, Tiannv and Ren Feifei jointly set up a ban and buried the soul crystal of heaven and **** here. It was only at this moment that the God of Beiming chanted a spell and lifted the restriction, and this soul crystal was reborn.

Rumble!

With the birth of the Heavenly Prison Soul Crystal, a majestic energy fluctuation also shot up into the sky.

The wind and clouds rolled in the sky, and a black energy cluster like a whirlpool appeared. The wind and thunder were rolling, and the weather was violent.

"The things are in hand, Miss Luoer, let's go!"

Beiming Shenzun took the Heavenly Prison Soul Crystal, put it in his arms, and urged Ye Luoer to leave.

This piece of heavenly prison soul crystal is extremely evil. Fortunately, Beiming Shenzun has the strength of Tianjun level, which is enough to bear it.

And when Tiannv and Ren Feifei found the Heavenly Prison Soul Crystal, neither of them was a Heavenly King, and they hadn't even cut off the shackles, so they couldn't bear the energy of the Heavenly Prison Soul Crystal.

Ye Luoer nodded, and wanted to tear apart the void and leave with Beiming Shenzun.

However, the next moment, the two were surprised to find that the laws of space around them were actually a single piece of iron and could not be torn apart.

Even, on the ground of the ruins, formations appeared one after another, a huge prohibition formation, and quickly surrounded the two of them.

"Oops! Someone has set up a formation here! We fell into a trap!"

Beiming Shenzun's face was full of horror, and cold sweat broke out instantly.

Ye Luoer's pupils shrank, feeling bad.

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At this time, in the realm of hell, in an ancient dojo.

Surrounding this dojo is an endless quagmire of flesh and blood, pus and pus from corpses, which is extremely terrifying.

But inside the dojo, there are beautiful mountains and clear waters, full of ancient style, elegant scenery and fresh air.

Obviously, someone with great supernatural powers opened up this paradise in the world of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

At this moment, on the altar of the dojo, an old man in Taoist robes is opening the altar to preach, and below are hundreds of young disciples, all listening attentively.

"There is no way of nothing, unspeakable, unspeakable, omnipresent, and omnipresent."

"My Desolate race originates from Wuwu time and space, because the Wufa rule is too mysterious and untouchable, so I can only escape to the real world."

"Now, I, the Desolate Race, have practiced hard for countless chaotic epochs, accumulated profound merits and virtues, and it is almost time to prove the truth."

The old man said slowly.

A disciple asked: "Old Ancestor, when will we, the Desolate Clan, return to Wuwu Time and Space?"

The old man said: "Hurry up, as long as a traitor is captured and sacrificed to the heavens, the merits and virtues will be perfected, and he will truly return to nothingness."

The disciple said: "A traitor? Is that Huang Zizai who is known as the 'Taboo of Ten Thousand Realms'?"

The disciple said the three words "Huang Zizai", suddenly his facial features twisted, he let out a muffled grunt, his face was bruised, and he fell to the ground, rolling violently, as if he had been poisoned.

The surrounding disciples were all shocked, and they all got up and retreated.

The old man's expression changed drastically, and he said, "Presumptuous! How many times have I told you not to call that traitor by his real name, aren't you afraid of death?"

As the voice fell, the old man released his spiritual energy and enveloped the disciple.magic

The disciple struggled for a while, his bluish-purple face returned to normal, and he finally walked back from the ghost gate.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for saving your life!"

He knelt on the ground dripping with cold sweat, still feeling terrified.

The old man said "hmm"~www.mtl.com~ and said: "The traitor is known as the taboo of the world, and his real name is naturally a taboo-like existence. How can you, a junior, call it directly?"

The disciple said: "Yes!"

The old man still wanted to say something, but suddenly his face changed drastically, and his facial features showed a look of anger.

"Old Ancestor, what's the matter?"

Some disciples asked cautiously.

"Someone broke into the forbidden area of ​​the ruins, dug away the heavenly prison soul crystal, and touched the restriction!"

The old man was extremely shocked.

Hearing this, the disciples present were shocked.

That Heavenly Prison Soul Crystal was necessary for the ancestor to practice, if someone poached it, it would be troublesome.

"Old Ancestor, how is this possible? We have covered up the secret of the ruins, and it is impossible for outsiders to see through it!"

"Could it be that Ren Tiannv and Ren Feifan, two outsiders, are back again?"

"It's them? Back then, when they stole the Heavenly Prison Soul Crystal, they only had a cultivation level of less than a hundred shackles. Now they have grown into shocking powerhouses. Are they really going to come back?"

All the disciples were panicked and whispered.

"Give me some peace!"

The ancestor of the Desolate race had a cold tone.

The disciples immediately quieted down.

The patriarch of the Huangzu pinched his fingers to deduce the secret of heaven, then stroked his beard, and said, "It's not the two Tianming of the Ren family, it's just the two subordinates of Tiannv."

"Well, Nine Heavens Divine Art, Dragon God's Art of Breaking Heaven? Interesting..."

The ancestor of the Huang clan seemed to have caught something, his eyes lit up slightly, and then he shouted: "Desolate Han, take someone to the ruins of the forbidden area, kill the intruders, and take back the Heavenly Hell Soul Crystal."

"Hehe, they came just in time. I was worried that I couldn't find the Heavenly Prison Soul Crystal, but they dug it out by themselves."

The voice fell, and among the disciples, a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Patriarch!"