The two casual cultivators in gray clothes saw Liu Qingyi stepping in to help each other. After saying a word, they stood in front of others with a solemn expression on their faces. They didn't take action for a long time. They couldn't help but secretly said: "Maybe he is another silver wax head." Gun?" Then each sacrificed the spirit treasure and hit them again.
Now that things have happened, the two of them naturally don't want to give up what they have obtained easily. Even if they are disciples of the Shangxian Sect, they have to give it a try.
Liu Qingyi originally thought that these people were killing people to seize treasures, but now he woke up. He had heard the theory of tonic in the house during his free time, and even heard Su Hong talking about the furnace at Xianyuan Music House. Regarding the tripod, combined with Chen Sui'er's self-defeating words just now, I had already guessed it.
"Taking supplements? Refining the Yin Cauldron? Good guy, it's poisonous enough! Since you two have come here to get the poison, you're not afraid that I'll be cruel this time."
Holding the purple spirit ring in his hand, he thought for a moment and did not use other means, not even calling out the little civet. He lifted the purple spirit ring lightly with his bent hand and took out something that had not been used for a long time. It turned out to be a small black flag.
This small black flag left behind by the Master who transformed into a bone has been in the spirit ring since Liu Qingyi returned from killing ghosts in Nanyao Ancestral Hall. Not only has it not been used anymore, he has even stopped sucking out souls. .
Because the ghosts transformed into this flag are extremely cruel, the scene of killing the disciple named Rong of the Ancient Spirit Sect in Nanyao that day is still vivid in my mind, and the method of killing two Tongyuan Realm monks outside the Beast Spirit City is also vivid in my mind. Still new, Liu Qingyi felt a faint instinctive resistance in her heart towards such a powerful but extremely evil thing.
At this moment, he looked at the two people opposite who were offering spiritual treasures to attack, and smiled indifferently: "You guys have won the prize." As he said that, he waved the black flag in his hand forward into the wind, and a huge ghost figure about two feet high appeared. When he came out, he knocked away several spiritual treasures that were hit in front of him in just a moment, and flew straight towards the two gray-clothed casual cultivators.
The tall man in gray clothes guessed that Liu Qingyi was a disciple of the Heavenly Beast Sect. Seeing that he did not use the beast-controlling ring, but instead raised a small black flag, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
At this moment, when I saw him, a huge ghost shook out from the small flag, his eyes were jumping, and his face turned pale with shock.
He never expected that the dignified disciples of the Heavenly Beast Sect could actually use such underworld objects. When he saw the giant ghost about two feet high rushing towards him, he shrank back and quickly retreated, calling back the hook-shaped spirit. The treasure is in front of you.
The short casual cultivator also retreated sharply to a distance of more than ten meters. He used his two magic swords to slash at the ghost figure from a distance and shouted: "Brother Ye, be careful."
When the tall casual cultivator retreated, the hook-shaped spiritual treasure in front of him had been grabbed by the ghost. He hurriedly used his hands to control the magic and tried to use the hook-shaped spiritual treasure to break free.
Unexpectedly, the long hook was caught in the ghost's hand. With just a slight rub, it suddenly lost contact with him and became unable to control it anymore.
The mind of the manipulating the spirit-controlled object was suddenly cut off by an external force. The tall casual cultivator felt a tightness in his chest, and felt indescribable discomfort in his heart.
The giant ghost threw the long hook in his hand outwards, drew an arc and nailed it to a big tree dozens of meters away, then stretched out another huge black claw and pointed it in front of him. After several swipes, there were only two crisp sounds of "pop", and the two swords struck by the short monk were knocked away one on the left and the other on the right.
When the tall casual cultivator saw this, fear appeared on his face, he stood up and flew back.
The giant ghost's fluttering shadow followed the form like a shadow, and in an instant it approached the tall casual cultivator, and a pair of black sharp claws thrust straight towards his face.
Unable to dodge, the tall casual cultivator patted the bag on his waist and held out a large black iron net in front of him. With a pinch of his index finger, he used his spiritual power to point towards the net, only to see the earth emerge from the large black iron net. Yellow brilliance comes.
The giant ghost grabbed the big net with both claws, only to hear a heartbreaking "chichi" sound, and streams of white smoke came out from the place where the giant claws and the big net came into contact.
After a while, there was only a sound of "pounce", and the big net was torn apart by a pair of sharp claws. A claw of a huge ghost figure penetrated from the black iron net. Huo Di stretched out several feet and grabbed the tall man. Xiu's right hand.
In an instant, the right hand of the tall casual cultivator was pulled close to the black iron net. In an instant, it was torn off by the roots, spraying blood mist all over the sky.
Hearing a shocking scream, the tall casual cultivator quickly touched the broken arm with his hand, trying to stop the bleeding and stabilize it.
Live the injury.
The short casual cultivator on the side raised his swords again at this moment and slashed at the giant ghost instead of at the giant ghost, but at the small black flag in Liu Qingyi's hand.
He knew in his heart that this giant ghost was probably beyond the reach of his twin swords. Only by cutting off the small black flag in the hands of the purple-clothed monk could he truly deal with this giant ghost.
The giant ghost was grabbing a broken arm of the tall casual cultivator, looking at the gurgling blood dripping from it, and let out two strange screams of "Jie Jie", seeming to be extremely excited.
The dark body suddenly jumped forward, like a slingshot, and rushed towards the tall man in gray at an even faster speed.
The tall man who was trying to stop the bleeding had no choice but to cover his broken arm and fly back. This retreat was much slower. Suddenly, a ghostly figure came first, and before he could dodge, he was wrapped around him.
Nearby, Liu Qingyi saw that the short monk did not attack the ghost shadow, but instead attacked himself. This was what he had planned. Looking at the two swords that had been slashed, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he released the sword bag from his waist. A green shadow struck directly at the two swords.
Hearing only two sounds of "Qiang Qiang", the two swords, one long and one short, were all knocked away by the blue shadow.
"Huh?" Liu Qingyi was a little surprised when he saw that the two swords were only knocked away. The magic weapon used by this casual cultivator seemed to be good.
His cyan flying sword is a middle-grade spiritual treasure. Last time, he showed great power outside the Beast Spirit City and cut off all the magic weapons used to rob the casual cultivators. It can be said that it is not a magic weapon of the level of spiritual treasures. When facing the Green Sword, it will be destroyed if it sticks to it.
Seeing that the short and stocky monk still had some fighting prowess, Liu Qingyi felt itchy and had the idea of trying the sword in her mind.
He slapped the spirit ring and sprayed a lot of spirit stones into the air. He raised his hand and pointed at the flying sword, muttering something in his mouth. The first move of the Great Daphne Sword Sutra was already on his fingertips.
At this moment, the tall male cultivator on the side who was haunted by the black giant ghost let out a scream. A huge blood hole was pierced in his chest, and a bloody and steaming heart was being ripped out by the giant ghost. Catch it in your hands.
The look in the tall male cultivator's eyes gradually faded, he sprayed a stream of blood mist from his mouth and fell backwards.
There was a sound of "Jie Jie Jie", and the ghost stretched out its claws to gently pull forward, and a bloody head was immediately lifted up by it.
When the short casual cultivator saw the tragic appearance of the tall male cultivator, his heart was broken. He raised his hand to take back the double swords that were knocked away by the green sword. He left Liu Qingyi, who had already taken a stance, and flew into the air. , hurriedly fled into the distance.
At this moment, the giant ghost threw down the head and arms of the tall casual cultivator, only holding on to a bloody heart, and shot it away in the direction of the short man's flight.
The huge two-foot-tall body seemed extremely light and agile at this moment, bringing along a gust of wind, which was several times faster than the short casual cultivator.
When the little monk turned around and saw the giant ghost chasing after him at such a speed, his expression changed drastically. He hurriedly slashed at him with a knife, hoping to delay the giant ghost's pursuit.
He pinched a Spiritual Essence Stone in each hand, activated his vitality, accelerated his speed, and escaped through the air. The mother sword he raised was protected several feet behind him.
The giant ghost had already rushed forward and faced the sword that the short male cultivator had thrown out. He didn't dodge and went straight to meet it.
Ghost shadows and sword lights passed by.
The sword struck the giant ghost's dark body like a cloud of smoke. The giant ghost passed through Zi Dao's body, leaving only a gap. It closed as before in a very short time, but the speed of the attack was not affected at all.
The next moment, the dark wind in the sky suddenly rose, and the giant ghost approached in the air. An empty claw suddenly stretched several feet, passed through the layers of knife nets under the mother knife, and grabbed the short monk who was flying in the air. Legs and feet.
This happened suddenly, and the little monk was caught on the leg by a giant claw, and he was so frightened that he even lost his soul.
In a hurry, he raised his mother's sword and slashed down at the giant claws on his feet. However, his body could no longer fly and was driven downwards by the power of the giant claws.
Before the mother sword could be chopped down, the huge ghost figure had already used the force of pulling to jump under the short monk. It let out two strange "Jie Jie" screams from its mouth, opened its big black mouth, and bit the short monk's lower body.
That little monk
He was in the air, with a look of horror on his face, and he used several small magic spells to block the ghost figure, and then slashed downwards with his sacrificial knife.
"flutter."
The giant ghost was below, and a strong dark wind suddenly blew out from its huge mouth. Not only did it blow away all the small magic spells that hit it, but it also wrapped the chopped mother sword in the dark wind, thus spiritually It was all lost and fell to the ground diagonally.
Sooner or later, the sinister wind swept over his body and huge force surged. The little monk was still falling and was pulled towards the giant ghost's open mouth.
In desperation, he turned around and raised an arm to hold up a small spiritual shield. Before he could block it over his head, the big black mouth closed gently and bit down his arm and head. The blood mist of time sprayed all over the ground.
At this moment, the giant ghost held one of the short monk's legs without letting go. He stretched out his claws and gently poked the chest of the headless corpse, and actually took out a hot and bloody heart.
The giant ghost turned around and let out a strange cry of "Jie Jie" again, but it was grabbing a bloody heart with one hand, bringing with it a strong smell of blood that swept several feet away, with such a shape , it’s really creepy.
Liu Qingyi felt sick in her heart and didn't want to see this tragic scene anymore. She hurriedly raised the black flag to collect the giant ghost, then stepped forward and used the black flag to extract the souls of the two casual cultivators in turn.
On the side, Chen Ling, the ancestor of the Chen family, had a look of despair on his face at this moment. Perhaps the crisis was over, and his heart was relieved in one breath. He only glanced at Liu Qingyi briefly before he fainted and fell to the ground.
Chen Sui'er raised her head and looked at Liu Qingyi blankly, with a sad and defensive look on her face, and said with some uncertainty: "Are you Yinyuan City Liu...Brother Liu?"
When Liu Qingyi heard Chen Sui'er's question, she put away the black flag and walked over. She lowered her head and nodded in response, "Exactly, you...you..." Her heart froze, and she didn't know where to start.
