"Yes, that's it, give it to me!"
The ghost figure in the black mist seemed a little impatient. It floated five feet in front of him, then stopped and shouted.
Zhang Wenfeng pulled off the thin black cord that seemed to have condensed from mist around his waist. He held the stone figurine and did not throw it out immediately. He stared at the ghost figure to confirm and asked: "You took this 'stone figurine' and seriously let me go back? Are you going to go back on your word?"
"No, I'm a ghost, and I can do the little devil thing of breaking my promise and getting fat?"
The ghost agreed readily. Most of the fog disappeared, revealing a vague and ferocious tiger head with black stripes.
"Okay, I'll give up my treasure to save my life, let's continue."
Zhang Wenfeng threw the stone figurine in his hand high into the air.
The stone figurines rolled and drew a wonderful arc.
The ghost shadow was overjoyed, its two-pointed fire eyes were glowing green, and it had just raised its fuzzy forelimb claws to prepare for ingestion, when an invisible bell suddenly acted on the depths of its soul, vibrating with a loud sound like a yellow bell, and the attack was caught off guard. .
"clang!"
The ghost staggered back like a drunken figure, mist spewing from his body.
Countless pale golden runes invisible to the naked eye closed around the ghost figure like a fine web of spider silk. The ghost shadow twisted and roared. It desperately inflated the mist to resist. The invisible runes collided with the ghost energy, making a violent "chi chi" sound.
Zhang Wenfeng's figure quickly dodged upwards, avoiding a sudden sweep of black energy and a sneak attack.
How could he not be prepared for Ghost Shadow's counterattack?
"Bang", the weathered stone wall received this blow, and large swaths of rock collapsed downwards.
Zhang Wenfeng had already chanted sutras and launched his second magical attack. The "Nourishing Vitality Curse" released a ball of light green light, exuding vitality and shrouding the ghosts fighting against the "Bell Ringing Curse".
The slightest hint of wood air, like water smoke or soft mist, gives the ghost an irresistible vitality and nourishment.
"Ouch...owoo!"
The ghost shadow was originally not tolerated by the world of the sun. It huddled in the special realm of Gui Zailing and was able to eliminate the invisible power of suppressing and expelling it from the human world. How could it withstand such a huge replenishment of vitality?
The vitality and wood energy in the world are like powerful soul-transforming poisons to it.
The ghostly spirit that corroded it made it miserable, but it was unable to resist the magical power imposed on it.
The invisible golden runes of the "Bell Ringing Curse" that had not completely disappeared took the opportunity to pounce into the ghost's body, entangled tightly with the ghost's soul power like glue, blocking the performance of its ghost magic, and imprisoning part of the ghost's ghost body.
In just the blink of an eye, the tiger shadow ghost could no longer maintain its shape and turned into a black mist that was constantly struggling and contracting.
The light green light group is still not stopping, emitting holy light, giving ghosts meticulous and all-round "nourishment".
Zhang Wenfeng had no expression on his face and shouted softly: "Take it!"
A magical healing technique that is very useful for monks and spiritual plants. As he speculated, it is also the nemesis of ghosts.
With the use of the "Bell Ringing Curse", he easily suppressed a third-level ghost that was originally unmatched by him. As a ghost, he became more and more worthy of his name, which was a great relief.
The stone figurines thrown into the air were suspended above the ghosts, emitting traces of sharp black energy.
The black energy shone on the struggling and roaring ghost, and the few remaining invisible golden talismans and pale green light collapsed immediately upon contact. The black energy cut across the body, and after only a few flashes, one end was trapped and I thought I could survive it. The suffering tiger shadow ghost was divided into countless ghostly fragments.
"No, spare my life..."
The tiger shadow ghost let out a final roar of despair, feeling so regretful that it wanted to hit the stone wall.
Why is it like a ghost who is blinded by the treasure and wants to covet the "Yin Bing Talisman" left by the Yin Bing to the Taoist priest?
Since this Taoist priest can appear at the right time, awaken the Yin soldiers sleeping in the mountains, gain their trust, and help them perform the ritual of "Yin soldiers borrowing the way", there must be something extraordinary, and the "Yin soldiers' talisman" left by the Yin soldiers is obviously not it. Can get involved.
Afterwards, it suddenly realized that it must have been deceived by the Yin soldiers using some kind of ghost method.
Unfortunately, it was too late and there was no chance to start over.
The black energy suddenly retreated, enveloping a transparent tiger shadow that quickly shrank. The "ghost talisman" that was submerged in the bottom of the stone figurine and rotated slightly disappeared. The stone figurine flashed in the air and fell back into the hands of the Taoist priest.
It's ordinary, not amazing in appearance, and the gray stone is a little darker in color.
Zhang Wenfeng held the slightly cold stone figurine and looked at the ghost of the tiger shadow disappearing in the air. There was a finger-sized black soul stone falling to the ground. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it and used the object control technique to almost reach it seven or eight feet away. The soul stone that fell to the ground was dangling in his hand.
There are some pits and corrosion marks on the surface of the soul stone, and less than half of the soul power has been lost.
He restrained the Soul Stone with the Wood Movement Technique and put it into his sleeve pocket. Even if it wasn't perfect, it was still a rare good thing.
He put the sword into its sheath, and then put the finger-sized stone figurine in front of him to take a closer look. This was a gift given to him by the Yin soldiers. It can be used without any sacrifice. I don’t know why the tiger shadow called it the "Yin soldier talisman." ?
Through the rune fluctuations, he knew that it was a "substitute" ghost rune that could resolve the danger of death on his behalf.
I just wonder how many times I can die for him? The Yin soldiers did not explain clearly.
There is no big deal except life and death. Even if you can only die once, it is extremely precious.
Hu Ying was the scapegoat material delivered to his door, and it was ready-made.
Zhang Wenfeng's face was full of joy, and he hung the stone figurine to his waist, but found that the stone figurine was shaking and pointed to the right side of his waist. He tried to move such a unique stone figurine to the right, and finally found that the stone figurine wanted to enter the black cloth bag. Keep the bottle in mind.
This thing is really spiritual. Keeping the bottle can nourish souls and ghosts. It is very knowledgeable.
He took out the mahogany flying sword, put the small stone figurines into the bottle, and then put the mahogany flying sword in with the tip of the sword facing down. When he saw that the mahogany flying sword looked like an angry and aggrieved little daughter-in-law, the tip of the sword was tilted to one side, and she did not dare to approach the stone figurines, so she Such an awkward coexistence.
Zhang Wenfeng pressed the black bag, feeling at ease in his heart.
Walking out of the valley, as if taking a leisurely stroll, walked towards the team of monks led by Gao Yi, which was more than ten miles away.
"What did you say?...The last third-level ghost in Guiziling has been destroyed?"
Gao Yi almost didn't believe his ears and reacted greatly. He took the third-level soul stone handed to him by Zhang Wenfeng, looked at it and said with a smile:
"Hehe, wow, the Yin Soldiers did a good thing, saving us from invading the underground ghost cave and causing big losses!"
A ghost cave guarded by level 3 ghosts is very difficult to attack.
Even if they are fully prepared and there are three masters of the Free Realm hiding in hiding, they still have to pay a certain price to destroy the ghosts who have the geographical advantage. Of course, this price refers to the monks of the Jianwei Realm and Huaqi Realm.
When the ghosts arrive, they will sneak up in the Guiziling area and launch a sneak attack. Their losses will definitely not be small.
Zhang Wenfeng knew that Gao Yi would not believe that he was the one who killed the ghost. It was logical to blame it on the Yin soldiers, and he would not tell the truth himself.
As long as the merits are real and the fame is like a floating cloud, he doesn't care much. He clasped his fists and said: "Master Gao, I will go back and continue to practice the practice to save ghosts. I won't waste your time anymore."
Gao Yi was in a great mood. The difficulty of an attack that was supposed to involve countless casualties was suddenly reduced to a minimum, all because of his keen eye.
"The soul stone of the third-level ghost is in my hands for the time being. Don't worry. Whether it is assisting Black and White Wuchang in capturing Jiu Ming, awakening the Yin soldiers, using the path to transcend them and send them to the underworld, or killing the third-level ghost. No one will count you down. In the future, if someone wants to ask you for details, you can blame it on me. Those old guys will give me some face. "
Gao Yi guessed that Black and White Wuchang secretly used Zhang Wenfeng's hand to take away all the stone figurines and Yin soldiers in Guiziling. He did not plan to ask more questions. For some small families, the inheritance of their ancestors should not be underestimated.
Which behemoth didn't grow up from a small family?
This time, if he follows Zhanguang, he has made great contributions to the sect, and he has also benefited greatly.
Helping and supporting is just a small thing to return a favor, not a big deal.
Zhang Wenfeng was very grateful and saluted with clasped fists: "Thank you, sir, for your righteousness. Those achievements were made by the three members of our team and one donkey, not by one subordinate!"
Not only Cen Sanlin and Yun Qiuhe, he also specially pulled the donkey up.
There are benefits. Being happy alone is not as good as being happy among others.
"Haha, you are too cautious."
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Another note: Friends have been urging me to update, and the author apologizes. Writing a book is a kind of passion in the early stage, and it is a kind of patience in the middle. It is important to persevere.
I am not very fast, I only have some time at night, and I have almost no personal hobbies. My biggest wish now is to sleep more every week.
There is no need for large rewards to prompt updates, and the author will not come out, so just polish the work slowly.
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