"You damn bastards, if you don't stop quickly, our Xiangxi Corpse Exorcist School will never let you go!" The burial potion on Qian Shibo's body has almost been consumed, and there is no burial potion left in the Qiankun Ring that can replenish spiritual energy. At this moment, he can only summon ghosts and ghosts. But each summoning requires a large amount of spiritual energy. Qian Shibo himself knows very well that if he doesn't think of a way, he may really die in the hands of these guys. On the other hand, the people of the Xishan Maitreya sect, although they are not as strong as Qian Shibo, they have seemingly inexhaustible special supplies and are not afraid of him at all. Whenever a new ghost appears, they immediately unite with everyone. Destroying ghosts and monsters in one fell swoop, their well-organized teamwork makes them like a steel division. Geng Xingteng himself was not only consuming burial medicines that replenished spiritual energy, but also consumed many special supplies that could improve his condition. Layer after layer of special conditions were constantly superimposed on his body. At this moment, Geng Xingteng was surrounded by powerful spiritual energy flow. After a fierce battle, his strength at this moment was almost catching up with Qian Xiebo. The Xishan Maitreya school's funeral medicine supply has a very obvious feature, that is, no matter how much is consumed, it will not produce any side effects. So in this regard, the Xishan Maitreya school's burial medicine is actually the strongest. But on the other hand, although the burial medicine will bring some side effects to the burial master, its efficacy is still far superior to the burial medicine supply. Even when the grade of the burial medicine reaches a certain level, it will become a special supply. The ultimate treasure that is far beyond catching up. But for Geng Xingteng, it was enough to rely on their family's special supplies to deal with a Qian Zhibo. Geng Xingteng, who was leading a group of disciples floating in the air, stared at Qian Shibo with eyes burning with the fire of revenge. Hearing his threat, he sneered disdainfully and said, "Revenge? You old dog, give it to me." Listen carefully, you don’t need to retaliate against my Xishan Maitreya sect, I will tell you clearly right now, after today, you and I will never stop fighting!" Looking at the jade medal in the rotten flesh, Geng Xingteng had a trace of sadness in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said tremblingly, "Old dog... I had never imagined that the ancient master would be killed." You have caused death and even no peace after death, and you have tortured me to this point... Qian Shibo, I, Geng Xingteng, will kill you today!!!" Hearing Geng Xingteng's furious roar, Qian Shibo's eyes showed a look of fear for the first time. He couldn't help shouting, "Geng Xingteng! Listen to my explanation! If a conflict breaks out between you and me, , don’t you know what will happen?”"Shut up, old dog! You'd better go to hell and explain your ridiculous excuse to the ancient master!!" With a mournful roar, the disciples behind Geng Xingteng once again formed a formation to surround Qian Xiebo. Qian Xiebo looked around in panic, gritted his teeth and tried to summon ghosts to resist again. However, He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his Dantian, and couldn't help but hold his abdomen and bend down in pain. The spiritual energy has been completely depleted, and he can no longer summon any more. Even the lowest level of loss cannot be summoned. Feeling the increasingly intense fluctuations of spiritual energy around him, Brother Qian was also frantically searching for any usable burial potions in the Qiankun Ring, but there was no more available burial potion. "Let's settle this, Uncle Qian!" Geng Xingteng's roar resounded, and the disciples of the Xishan Maitreya sect worked together to blast out a terrifying blow that shook the space. Qian Shibo didn't even have time to scream. The next moment, with a violent explosion, he completely disappeared, and his bones were all gone. Broken. Zhang Liangsheng stood behind Le Zheng Yingtian. Looking at this tragic scene, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Everything was finally over. However, I have to say that the background of the disciples of the Xishan Maitreya School is also quite terrifying. If it were him, he would have been defeated a long time ago. After all, real combat competition involves more than just physical strength. The fire was burning all over the sky. Huangfu Junhao was sitting on one side at the moment, looking at Qian Zhibo who had been bombed to the point where there was no residue left, and murmured, "Good will be rewarded with good, evil will be rewarded with evil, Qian Zhibo Uncle, you have ended up like this after all..." Zhang Liangsheng looked at Huangfu Junhao who seemed very emotional, smiled, and said, "How about it, can you run Zhou Tian by your own power?" Huangfu Junhao heard Zhang Liangsheng's voice and hurriedly said, "Thanks to the burial medicine given by senior, Junhao is much better now. Although it may take some time to fully recover, it's nothing serious!" Zhang Liangsheng had just handed Huangfu Junhao the funerary medicine used to repair his meridians. When he heard what he said, he also smiled and waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to be polite. Geng Xingteng's cheeks also showed a look of exhaustion at this moment. Although they were outnumbered, Qian Shibo was a strong man in the late Five Burial Heavens, and it cost a lot to kill him. But Geng Xingteng had no regrets. He knew that even if he was not the one present today, any disciple of the Xishan Maitreya School would make the same choice as himself. No one knows better than themselves what Geng Yundao means to the Xishan Maitreya sect. He walked aside and gently picked up the jade plaque from the rotten flesh. Looking at the long-lost familiar badge on the jade plaque, Geng Xingteng couldn't help but blush slightly. In the distant mountains, the two old men looked at the scene where Uncle Qian was completely blown to pieces, and they also heaved a sigh of relief. "It's over, everything is over..." Zhan Jingtian also had a smile on his face and looked at Gongsun Bu beside him. "Tsk, tsk... I never expected that the Hell Flame Spirit is actually the incarnation of Geng Yun Dao... It's really embarrassing..." Gongsun Bu and Geng Yun Dao naturally knew each other. Although the latter's strength was not as good as Gongsun Bu's, this was also closely related to the fact that Geng Yun Dao had been immersed in researching the supply of burial medicines. Compared with Geng Yun, who was a burial master Daopou is more like a tireless scholar. Practice hard in order to have enough strength to practice the recipes you have researched. This is the impression Geng Yundao left on Gongsun Bu. Upgrading the level to become a more powerful burial master does not seem to be attractive to Geng Yun Dao at all, because upgrading the level allows him to create more magical special supplies, which is the biggest gain. After today's battle is over, it is basically certain that Geng Yundao has disappeared from the Master Burial Realm. As an ancient master, Gongsun Bu also felt extremely sorry for this incident. At least Geng Yundao had made great contributions not only to his own family, but also to the entire world of burial masters. Many family burial master disciples cannot afford burial medicine, so many of them focus on the special supplies of the Xishan Maitreya Sect. Although the efficacy may not be as good as burial potions after reaching a certain level, before that, special supplies without any side effects are the best choice. In fact, the low-level disciples of the Gongsun family are also using the special supplies of the Xishan Maitreya sect, so Gongsun Bu fully understands Geng Xingteng's approach. Although Qian Shibo has been killed by Geng Xingteng, the Gongsun family will naturally side with the Xishan Maitreya sect this time. The reason is simply because Qian Shibo violated the rules and refined the Geng Yun Sword into something of his own. First of all, no matter what the reason is, refining a burial master into a ghost is simply a taboo among taboos. The reason why there are so many ghost soldiers under Qian Xiebo, including many burial masters, is because although everyone knows that Qian Xiebo is doing dirty things, they are all hindered by the Xiangxi Corpse Exorcism School. With such a great reputation, no one dares to stop it. And until today, Uncle Qian had always found burial masters from small families or casual cultivators as prey. So everyone is turning a blind eye. But this time the stance will change dramatically. Although it is said that the future is unpredictable, Gongsun Bu can predict it to some extent. After today, when the news about Qian Shibo refining Geng Yun Dao into a ghost is spread, There may be a bloody storm in the world of burial masters to attack the corpse exorcism sect in western Hunan. This is a process of accumulation of hatred. Everyone has more or less the experience of being hurt by the Xiangxi Corpse Exorcism School. This negative emotion has accumulated little by little. After so many years, once the shocking news that broke out today is spread, it will It will completely become a trigger. As bad as the reputation of the corpse exorcism sect in western Hunan is, there are also as many enemies as they have. "Lao Bu, after today you'd better control the development of the situation and don't let it develop into an uncontrollable situation." After leaving the hill and walking back to the manor, Zhan Jingtian said softly to Gongsun Bu. Gongsun Bu glanced at his old friend and said with a smile, "Why, are you still worried about the people of the Xiangxi Corpse Exorcist School? It's too unfounded to worry about them. They will not disappear if you don't care about them. Don't worry. alright." Zhan Jingtian sighed and said, "Stop pretending. This time, you also know how much of a sensation the news of Geng Yundao's death at the hands of Qian Xibo will cause. It will cause huge chaos, and the more this happens, The more you have to regulate it to avoid riots." Gongsun Bu pondered for a moment and then said, "Old Zhan, do you mean that sects that have nothing to do with the Xiangxi Corpse Exorcism School may also step in to do evil?" "At least I think it is entirely possible. Taking advantage of the period when Xiangxi's corpse exorcism sect has become a public loss, it is impossible that some families with ulterior motives will deliberately provoke fights between other unrelated families and profit from it. If this happens Once this phenomenon occurs, it will become an unmanageable situation. You also know that the funeral conference is about to start. If something like this happens, there will be no winner if there is a fight. Everyone will suffer the same loss, and only those villains with ulterior motives will benefit. " Gongsun Bu nodded slowly and said , "I understand, don't worry, we won't cause that kind of situation." "As long as you have an idea, I'm not worried about your ability." Zhan Jingtian also smiled softly and said no more.On the other side, not long after, the little monk and the little spirit fox were attacked by the disciples of the Xiangxi Corpse Exorcism School when they fled. However, the secret ninja of the Gongsun family showed up to save them, and when the little warrior monk took the little spirit fox When I returned to Yuzhu Forest, I found that everything was over. The little monk couldn't help but look a little dazed, obviously unable to understand what happened when he left. Seeing that the little monk and the little spirit fox were safe, Zhang Liangsheng felt relieved. At this time, he saw Geng Xingteng walking towards him silently.