I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 10 Mana
Tu Shanjun looked serious.

He didn't know how strong the ghosts in this scroll were.

The most important thing is that the banner master is in a very bad state now.

Taking a closer look, after the picture scroll was fully opened, the five people had fallen crookedly to the ground.

Even Li Qingfeng, who is at the first level of Qi training, is no exception.

Even if Tu Shanjun reminded Li Qingfeng, it was useless.

The soul banner can only shake slightly.

Without mana support, there is no way to make a move at all, and we can only watch helplessly.

The picture scroll spreads a pale pink mist.

As the five people fainted on the ground, the people in the painting began to move their bodies.

First is the eyeball.

Twist and turn, come alive.

Then the head controls the body, and the limbs slowly stretch.

Seemingly dissatisfied with being trapped in the painting, the person in the painting stretches out his hand.

A pale arm was raised abruptly, protruding from the painting, and the scarlet nails seemed to drip blood.

His white thighs swayed.

He probed around with his toes, and finally landed on the floor of the private room.

The scarlet toenails set off the white feet, which looked quite delicate.

After a while, the female ghost in the painting has come out of the scroll.

Tu Shanjun kept reminding Li Qingfeng, but Li Qingfeng slept like a dead pig and couldn't wake up at all.

It doesn't matter if you can't wake up, as long as there is a trace of mana pouring into the Zunhun Banner, he can make a move.

No matter how bad it is, as long as you use your mana, there is a high probability that you will be able to wake up from the smoke of the picture scroll ghost.

However, Li Qingfeng didn't seem to realize until now that he should use his mana to resist the tricks of ghosts and ghosts.

Tu Shanjun can only be anxious.

Useless.

The coolness of the Zunhun Banner could not wake Li Qingfeng.

"The Banner Master who just got it, I haven't warmed it up yet, so I'm going to be killed by a ghost?" Tu Shanjun frowned, with anxiety lingering between his brows.

When the master is angry, he can still punch.

Although there is no bottom, it is also indifferent enough.

It is different now, the moment has come to endanger the life of the new flag master.

The naked woman looked around, and finally focused on the five people who fell on the ground.

The beautiful face split into three openings immediately, forming a triangle shape, and the skin and flesh were opened, creaking like a zipper.

Until the beautiful woman's skin on her body completely faded away.

Tu Shanjun pondered: "Painted skin? It doesn't look like it."

Let's say she looks like a painted skin, but she is not a green-skinned ghost with round eyes and chiseled teeth.

On the contrary, the body grows fine fluff.

Grimacing human body, dragging a thick black tail, like a rickety old monkey.

"It's not like a mandrill spirit, but rather a mandrill ghost." Tu Shanjun recognized the appearance of this beast, it was a mandrill, but it should be a dead mandrill.

After death, it turns into a ghost and attaches itself to this scroll.

The layer of human skin on the scroll should be its camouflage.

Mandrill ghost stretched his body, staring at Li Qingfeng who fell to the ground with bright eyes, as if seeing a delicious delicacy.

The remaining four people are not in its eyes at all.

But it was also a little afraid, and didn't dare to go forward, and moved its body timidly.

There was a ferocious look on Tu Shanjun's ghost face, this beast actually coveted the fruit he cultivated, if it wasn't for the lack of mana support, he would have jumped out and tore the ghost a long time ago.

Li Qingfeng has entered the first level of qi training, the body has been washed by qi, the stale qi has been removed, and the aura remains.

It's normal for this thing to covet Li Qingfeng's flesh and blood.

After all, as long as he swallows Li Qingfeng who is practicing Qi at the first level, this mandrill can go a step further, which is much faster than swallowing the yang energy of a mortal.

In Mandrill's view, Li Qingfeng is the most delicious tonic.

As for fear.

But he was afraid of Li Qingfeng's status as a Qi trainer.

The qi stored in the dantian is mana, and ghosts, spirits and monsters are naturally afraid of this kind of majestic qi.

Tu Shanjun watched the mandrill move over step by step.

The long ghostly hands revealed sharp nails, as sharp as knives.

The ghost claw is getting closer and closer to Li Qingfeng's neck.

Because the ghost claws were too sharp, Li Qingfeng's body had already reacted, and the hairs on his neck stood up.

Tu Shanjun in the soul banner drives 45 ghosts in the banner.

"Whether it will be successful or not depends on this."

"Turn me all over."

45 ghosts and ghosts tossed together, Zhao Shixian's ghost was the third level of Qi training, and an unknown ghost of the first level of Qi training, including Tu Shanjun himself, the main soul of the fourth level of Qi training.

A total of 46 ghosts are tossing in the soul streamer together.

All tried their best.

The soul banner vibrated and slid out along Li Qingfeng's chest, touching Li Qingfeng's neck.

Coolness on top.

Li Qingfeng who was in a coma suddenly opened his eyes.

"What is it, so cold?"

When he turned over, he immediately saw the Mandrill ghost stretching out his ghost claws, trying to catch him.

"monster!"

While staring wide-eyed, he held the Zunhun Banner tightly.

The refreshing coolness relieved the tension in my heart, which made me feel more at ease.

The mandrill ghost has already appeared, and seeing Li Qingfeng waking up from the sleepy smoke it created, he was also startled.It's just that now that the arrow is on the string, it has to be launched.

After devouring Li Qingfeng's body with aura, it will leave directly.

Seeing that Li Qingfeng hadn't used mana yet, it wouldn't let go of this opportunity, and grabbed Li Qingfeng's neck with its ghost hand.

Opened his mouth wide, revealing a mouthful of jagged teeth, biting towards Li Qingfeng's neck.

Li Qingfeng is just a scholar, who has never seen such a battle, and closed his eyes in fright.

Tu Shanjun, who was ready to go in the Zunhun Banner, finally gathered thousands of words into a national curse.

"Grass!"

Is this critical moment the time to close your eyes and wait for death?

Fortunately, even though Li Qingfeng closed his eyes, he also put the banner of honored soul horizontally on top of his head, unexpectedly parrying the ghost's mouthful by accident.

Li Qingfeng doesn't know how powerful the artifact is.

It was able to resist the ghost.

In addition, after practicing qi, the body has been baptized with mana, and the turbid qi has faded away. Even if it is placed in the martial arts, it is still a master above innate.

Although he doesn't understand anything, he can resist a few times even if he resists hard.

His face was flushed, even purple.

Li Qingfeng decided to take a gamble.

"Sacred artifact save me!"

Mana poured into the soul banner.

Once the Zunhun Banner absorbed all the mana of Li Qingfeng's Qi training layer, there was not a single bit left.

Li Qingfeng secretly thought that something was wrong, he only wanted the artifact to save his life, but he didn't know if his mana at the first level of qi training was enough to drive the soul banner.

Cleaned up like a water pump.

A weak paleness appeared on Li Qingfeng's purple face.

The mandrill ghost still has to move.

In Li Qingfeng's hand, the honored soul banner suddenly opened, and he suddenly recovered.

Thick blue arms stretched out from the banner.

He grabbed the mandrill ghost's head.

The huge ghost's hand held the mandrill's head like a round apple.

Li Qingfeng grasped the soul banner tightly, because his mana was exhausted, his body was weak and he took two steps back, but he could see it more clearly.

In addition to being horrified, he lost his voice.

Couldn't speak at all.

The strong evil ghost jumped out of the soul banner and held down the spirit monster.

With a blue face and long fangs, red hair scattered wildly, a fierce aura rushed towards his face.

The evil spirit turned his back to him, and his thick back made his muscles look even more knotted.

Tilt your head slightly.

The scarlet ghost glanced at him.

Then he kicked the human skin back to the scroll, and then grabbed the mandrill spirit and returned to the Soul Banner.

As if the mana was exhausted, the Zunhun Banner changed from Zhang Xu back to Chi long.

Li Qingfeng was so frightened that he threw the soul banner on the ground.

He fell to the ground, dazzled for a long time.

Tu Shanjun sighed, the mental quality of this scholar still needs to be improved.

This is just a first-time mandrill ghost, even if he doesn't need a soul banner, he can win a fight with only mana.

After getting this mandrill ghost, the Honored Soul Banner became a little deeper again.

And after Tu Shanjun captured the mandrill ghost, he used Wensoul and got a skill seed 'Dream'.

(End of this chapter)