Qian Yunsheng rushed out of the city lord's mansion with a dozen people and quickly rushed towards the location of the accident.
Although he was mentally prepared for what was coming, the scene in front of him still challenged his nerves.
Blood, death, wailing, and mutated demons, the scenery of Jixia City that was about to fall reminded him all the time that he must be careful every step he takes.
Now, just a small seemingly inadvertent step or a small choice may turn into an abyss of unending danger.
Fortunately, everything that has happened so far has not deviated from his expectations.
He no longer counted on the Ashan Sect's assistance, and the key now was to find the only way to survive. Thinking of this, Qian Yunsheng thought of the seed he had planted on the Lord of the City, and his heart was still heavy.
At this time, the ground in the distance became trembling, as if a huge monster was charging towards them.
"God bless you!"
Qian Yunsheng took the lead in shouting, and the people around him also echoed in bits and pieces.
He jumped up suddenly, and his feet were wrapped by two huge bunches of vines, allowing him to bounce smoothly. He finally saw the image of the demon clearly over the layered eaves.
The top of the demon's head in front of him is like a huge eaves, and the flat top is like a hat on the huge head. On the top of the hat, countless blood is collected. From a distance, it looks like a Huge pool of blood.
In addition to the huge and strange top of the head, there is a round and huge head below the top of the head. There is only one black eye like a black hole in the center of the head, and a huge round mouth.
The monster's strong and slender limbs were like a mantis, gathering together the people running in all directions on the street, grabbing them wildly in their hands, and throwing them into its huge mouth like fried beans.
Qian Yunsheng felt at that moment as if he was seeing a human-shaped meat grinder.
"Find a way to trap it first and let the people evacuate." Qian Yunsheng commanded loudly. The moment he rushed over, he took the lead in throwing out a handful of vines, like a densely packed fence.
Following closely behind his monks, three or four people soon jumped on the fence.
Some people threw talismans, others used spells, and a monk commanded a huge square seal to hit the demon from the sky.
"Okay!" Qian Yunsheng praised loudly to boost morale.
Seeing that everyone was already fighting with the demon, he threw out several vines one after another, barely connecting the fences into a circle. Everyone jumped on the fence, and each showed their special abilities to attack the demon surrounded in the center.
Qian Yunsheng threw out several more big trees, and the vines of the fences that had already been tied up were strangely entangled towards the big trees. These tall trees also waved their huge branches and stretched out towards the demon, as if Like a clumsy dancing giant.
The vines wound up like water snakes, revealing sharp thorns, like a set of sharp armor on a huge giant.
Although the demon was surrounded in the middle, it seemed to ignore them at all. Not only did everyone's attacks hit it like it was tickled, it even had the leisure to swallow the last batch of people in its hands before slowly moving towards it. Everyone looked over.
The demon looked impatient and roared, as if a group of small insects were blocking its dinner.
It first stretched out its huge arms and pushed aside the big trees blocking the road, and then took a sharp breath.
Everyone took several steps towards it as if they were hit by an irresistible strong wind, and even the huge tree moved several meters forward in embarrassment.
If Qian Yunsheng hadn't reacted quickly and quickly directed the vines to wrap around him, he might have been pulled in like these people.
Then the demon spurted out again as if it was full of breath. The huge gust of wind spurted out together with countless blood-red rainwater that gathered on the demon's head.
"Ah~"
Everyone who was sucked close by the demon screamed in agony. The huge blood-red rainwater sprayed out by the demon seemed to have strong corrosive power. All the monks who stuck to a point screamed and burned out a big hole.
Some of the holes were on the face, some on the body, and some on the legs and arms.
The few Qi Masters on their faces or bodies quickly lost their voices and melted quickly and completely.
The remaining ones also lost their fighting power. Two of them just took out the rejuvenation charms to heal their wounds, but were grabbed by the demon and stuffed into their mouths.
In front of Qian Yunsheng was a soul-catching flag. His face was ugly, but he was secretly glad in his heart.
If he hadn't seen the bad opportunity just now and quickly showed his soul-capturing flag regardless of revealing his identity as a ghost cultivator, I'm afraid he would have been poisoned by the demon this time.
You know, Qian Yunsheng could never have imagined that so many of the people he had brought out after just one meeting were poisoned by the demon.
Not caring about the monks who were still alive on the ground, Qian Yunsheng simply waved the soul-catching flag, and souls floated out from the corpses that had just died and floated towards Qian Yunsheng's soul-catching flag. past.
This is also the reason why he took the initiative to invite Ying to fight the demons. You must know that for ghost cultivators, the huge battlefield of death is their real stage. And on such a stage, Qian Yunsheng, who possesses the Soul-Captivating Banner, can even greatly improve his own strength.
"You, you are a ghost cultivator?!" The surrounding monks from the City Lord's Mansion who were not yet dead looked at Qian Yunsheng in shock.
"What?" Now that the ghost cultivator's identity has been exposed, Qian Yunsheng no longer hides and tucks him in. He grabs the soul-capturing flag and flies into the air.
He looked at them and said, "Do you have any objections?"
"No, no." Everyone shook their heads quickly. You must know that in everyone's minds, ghost cultivators and demons are synonymous with the same terror.
They play with corpses and even souls, leaving you without peace even after you die.
"It's fine if you don't have any," Qian Yunsheng snorted coldly. "For the sake of me bringing you here, I will hold the demon back in a while. If you want to escape, just run away quickly, otherwise you will be able to escape in a while." There’s no escape.”
Then he no longer paid attention to the people who were still stunned on the ground, but stared nervously at the monster in front of him.
As soon as the soul on the corpse over there was attracted by the soul-capturing flag and floated out, the demon changed from its previous indifferent and slow state. As if Qianyun had awakened his inhibitions, he roared and rushed towards him.
"There's something going on!" Qian Yunsheng's eyes lit up. Since the demon cares so much about the soul after death, it should be able to attract him away.
With a deft flash, he continued to hold the soul-capturing flag to absorb the souls of fresh corpses that had just died on the ground, while circling the demon like a bee surrounding an elephant while flying towards the distance with the demon.
Watching Qian Yunsheng take the demon away, the monks who were still lying on the ground finally took a breath.
"What should we do?" asked a monk.
One of them, who looked quite old, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go back to the City Lord's Mansion first and report what happened here to the City Lord. Unexpectedly, a ghost cultivator appeared. Such important information must be known to the City Lord."
Everyone nodded. The safest place now is the City Lord's Mansion. With the sudden incident of Qian Yunsheng, a ghost cultivator, they have found a perfect excuse. In this way, they will not be punished by the City Lord even if they go back. .
"Let's go!" The old cultivator who suggested took the lead and stood up, directing everyone to help each other.
Suddenly, the ground suddenly bulged, and a huge mouth came out from under the ground, swallowing the old monk in one mouthful.
"Puff, puff, puff~"
Several more huge white bugs came out from different positions, chirping triumphantly at the injured monks in the middle, as if they were seeing a delicious meal.
Youzai literature allows the soul to travel!
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