The Taomu Flying Sword made two powerful strikes, and then escaped back into the black cloth bag.
Zhang Wenfeng kept chanting, and the jujube sword had been sheathed so as not to disturb the ghost ghosts hovering around.
The flying sword has been cultivated in the Shou Xing bottle for several months. In addition, he has advanced to the Jianwei realm. Once used, the flying sword is much more powerful and sharp than before. His spiritual consciousness has been enhanced several times, and the sword control time is naturally longer. A substantial increase.
His eyes were always on the low-level ghosts, and his chanting voice became more mellow and full of compassion.
The sound of the sutras is like song and water, washing away the grievances and hostility of the remaining ghosts. From time to time, ghosts appear to be freed, turning into transparent and blurry shadows of people and animals, saluting those who tirelessly chant the sutras, and following the soul-inducing incense mist. , entering the void and underworld.
The ghost array below was missing a pillar because a tiger shadow ghost was killed.
The remaining two ghosts hiding inside were angry and helpless. The summoning commands they issued were suppressed by Yun Qiuhe's water method, and the frightening effect was greatly reduced.
The donkey that escaped was provoking wildly with thunder attacks outside.
The ghosts on both sides could only swallow their anger and keep changing their positions to avoid being beaten by lightning and revealing their true colors.
They were able to resist the temptation of the intensifying sounds of scriptures about the past life in the air, but they also had distracting thoughts, which increasingly affected their ability to perform. By the time they realized that there were not many half-hearted ghosts left in the formation, most of them had been destroyed by the experience. The sound of text and the fragrant mist attracted him to escape, and he did not dare to leave the scope of the ghost energy formation and mist easily.
The Taoist priest I met this time had a power of reciting sutras and vows that I had never seen before.
When they wanted to escape and leave, they suddenly discovered that the entire valley, including the ground, was wet and covered with a strange water law.
To do such things within their ghost formation, the woman's methods were terrifying.
The two ghosts secretly exchanged messages and ordered the remaining ghost ghosts of their confidants to pounce in the direction of the woman.
"It's not that easy to escape!"
Yun Qiuhe noticed the difference between the ground and the rocks through the magic weapon.
The magic weapon in her hand suddenly erupted with several rays of blue light, shooting towards the broken ghost formation below, and the ghost energy could not be avoided.
It is better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt ten of them.
She chose to surround and attack the big-headed ghost that was burrowing into the ground, and gave up on the guy who was burrowing into the stone wall.
The big-headed ghost was so greedy that before he left, he actually wanted to pick up the "Earth Ghost Stone" left by the tiger shadow ghost. How could she tolerate it?
He chose to turn a blind eye to the twenty or so brats swarming towards him.
With Zhang Guanzhu, who can recite sutras and ward off ghosts, by her side, she feels at ease about her own safety.
Furthermore, she had other means of protection, and even if the out-of-position brat got close, he couldn't do anything to her for a moment.
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his right hand and performed a clumsy ghost invitation etiquette towards the group of ghosts rushing from below. The sound of the scriptures was deliberately spread in the direction of the group of ghosts. He waved the incense in his left hand, and three dots of red light drew mysterious arcs in the air. shape.
A group of ghosts rushed forward and changed directions involuntarily.
The scent of the sutras and the incense were as delicious as the supreme delicacies, so that they could no longer resist the thought and whirled around the sutra chanter's plate in a daze.
The lost instincts are slowly awakening, and they can be liberated by washing away the dirt and resentment that have obscured them.
A fierce ghostly cry suddenly came from the rock wall.
The three ghosts circling around suddenly screamed and rushed towards the Taoist priest two feet away from three directions.
Zhang Wenfeng held half of the incense stick vertically, stretched out the index finger of his left hand like a sharp blade, moved his feet, and stabbed continuously with light strokes. There were three soft sounds of "Puff, Puff, Puff," and three powerful ghosts were struggling with the bubbles. Generally destroyed, only a few remnant souls are left, floating in the air blankly. After a moment, they merge with other remnant souls and circle together.
He has the compassionate heart of a Taoist priest and the ability to kill ghosts with thunderbolts.
You only have one chance, if you miss it, your soul will be gone and there will be no next life.
Yun Qiuhe had already used the magic weapon in his hand and the icy water that had been placed on the ground in advance to trap half of the huge head of the big-headed ghost who was greedy for the ghost stone on the ground, so that he could not escape immediately.
"Thunder comes!"
Yun Qiuhe shouted.
The donkey cooperated flawlessly, preparing to release a finger-thick thunder light, which hit the middle of the big-headed ghost's forehead hard. The thunder light penetrated into the blurry ghost's head, and the silver light flashed and burned all the way.
The ghost head opened its huge mouth and let out painful howls like hundreds of ghosts, trying to form a strange ghost resonance. This is its natural attack method, which consumes quite a lot of ghost power, but it can't care about it at this time. , it is important to escape and escape.
However, before it could take effect, it was hit and destroyed by the aggravated sound of chanting sutras from above, making it unable to completely form a sonic resonance for ghost cries.
The sound of the scriptures was so penetrating that the broken ghost array could no longer block the chanting sound.
The donkey kept doing nothing, and hit the back of the big-headed ghost's left cheek with a sound blast. It couldn't see the ear behind the huge ghost's head, so it attacked it temporarily.
Since it reached the first level of perfection, its demonic power has doubled, and its attack power cannot be underestimated.
The giant head of the big-headed ghost swayed in pain and shrank rapidly. It knew that if it didn't escape, it might have no chance. It decided to give up half of its soul power and escape for its life.
The ice that trapped its head made a crackling sound, and the ground was torn apart. The moment it shrunk its head and escaped into the ground, a pink sword light fell from the sky, and with a "chirp" sound, it pierced into the back of the big-headed ghost's head.
Yun Qiuhe finally discovered the location of the big-headed ghost's soul through a battle with the big-headed ghost, but the opportunity was fleeting.
She quickly marked it with blue ice crystals, and Zhang Guanzhu, who was doing the trick above her, launched a flying sword.
With just one blow, the big-headed ghost howled and jumped out of the ground. There was a hole in the top door, and black air came out empty.
The head expanded uncontrollably, reaching about three feet in the blink of an eye, and the vague grimace trembled and fluctuated violently.
"It's going to disintegrate and explode, quickly!"
Yun Qiuhe shouted, her methods could not suppress such changes at all.
"Poof", the sharp flying sword pierced through the big-headed ghost's open mouth and came out from the back of the head.
The head suddenly deflated like a leaking air bubble, gurgling black air, and finally turned into an earth ghost stone, fell to the ground, and rolled a few times.
A smile appeared on Yun Qiuhe's face. She liked this kind of tacit understanding of fighting without saying anything.
The ghost array was completely destroyed, and the ghost energy in the valley was slowly dissipating. She waved her sleeves, whipped up the strong wind to disperse the ghost mist, and with one move, she took the two soul stones seven or eight feet away below into her hands. This was A rare good thing!
Replenishing the soul, healing wounds, refining medicine, it has a wide range of uses.
The donkey rushed into the valley, grinning at Yun Qiuhe.
Yun Qiuhe turned around and looked back at Zhang Guanzhu, who had changed three sticks of incense again and was still scrupulously guarding many ghosts in the sky. She fell to the ground, stretched out her hand to smooth the messy hair on the donkey's back, and asked, "Nowhere is hurt, right?" ?”
The donkey shook his head and sniffed the woman's cheek.
Yun Qiuhe pushed away the donkey's face and encouraged: "Do a good job. When I get back from this mission, I will find a way to buy you some cloud catkins seeds as a reward. You, the master, are very capable. You can even plant jade millet." If you can grow it, the cultivation of cloud catkins is not a problem. Most of the grass-eating spirit beasts in the sect enjoy the cloud catkins. When you taste the taste, you will know what is delicious in the world? Just eat other grasses in the future. It’s all tasteless, there are gains and losses.”
The donkey almost drooled after hearing this, its eyes were shining, and it tried its best to imagine the taste of the magic grass. It rubbed its head on the woman's shoulder to express its gratitude and excitement.
Desire, it admits, is its weakness.
However, if you can’t satisfy even a little bit of your appetite, why do you still have a shitty career?
Yun Qiuhe touched the donkey's back and suddenly raised her head to look over the valley. In the dusk, she saw two monks flying from the east.
He hurriedly flew into the air and sent a message to the donkey to give him some instructions.
The donkey suppressed the random glint in his eyes and suddenly became very ordinary, except for his extremely strong body.
His stomach growled unsatisfactorily, and the donkey ignored what was going on in the sky. It walked out of the valley, disgusted by the ghostly aura polluting the nearby grass, and found a piece of green and tender grass, slowly biting it to fill its stomach.
But after hearing Yun Qiuhe describe the delicious spirit grass.
It is eating ordinary grass now, but why does it feel like it tastes like nothing and can't eat any more?
Damn it, what should I do?
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