Plane: Apostle of the Secret Realm

When the demon monk saw Qinghui rushing toward him, a devilish smile suddenly appeared on his face. He couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his tongue to lick his lower lip;

The next moment, countless ghost shadows emerged from the ghost flags of the demon monks, like a sea wave, lapping towards Qinghui;

Qinghui's body turned suddenly, and the gray-black clouds under her feet immediately turned into black smoke, almost blending into the ghost shadow.He pinched the magic spell with both hands, and a strange rune appeared in front of him, and then turned into black light, like a rain of swords, shooting towards the ghost shadow quickly.

The ghost figures were hit by the black light one after another, and they suddenly let out heart-rending screams.However, this failed to stop their attack, as countless ghost claws and ghost knives rushed towards Qinghui.

Qinghui sneered, and her figure instantly turned into a black shadow, easily dodging those attacks.He suddenly took action, and countless black threads suddenly appeared in his hands, wrapping around the bodies of several ghost figures like snakes, binding them tightly.

With a flick of Qinghui's fingers, the black thread tightened suddenly, and the ghost figures immediately screamed and turned into black smoke and dissipated in the air.Qinghui's eyes were cold. He pressed the magic formula again, and a black light spurted out and shot towards the other ghosts.

Seeing this, the ghosts howled one after another, trying to escape from Qinghui's attack range.However, Qinghui's speed was faster than they imagined, and the black light was like a violent storm, defeating them one by one.

"Impossible, you can actually resist the soul-devouring ghosts!" The demon monk showed a look of shock on his face. He simply couldn't believe the scene in front of him. Qinghui alone could kill so many ghost soldiers. His strength exceeded His imagination.

"Thousands of Ghosts Eat Souls? Haha" Qinghui showed a sneer on his face and said softly: "Today I will show you what it means to eat souls!"

The next moment, a huge Taotie phantom emerged from behind Qinghui. It opened its huge mouth, and a powerful suction force instantly sucked the surrounding ghosts into it.The Taotie shadow instantly became larger and more terrifying.

"Swallow the Taotie?" The face of the demon monk suddenly became even more ugly. This is Qinghui's domain power. Although it is just a shadow, its combat power is almost the same as that of the real Taotie beast. The thousands of ghosts released by the demon monk Shadow cannot be its opponent at all.

"You forced me to do this!" The demon monk stared at Qinghui with a fierce look on his face.

After saying that, the demon monk bit his finger and wiped it towards the ghost flag. In an instant, blood filled the air, and the demon monk roared: "Kill the person in front of you, and I will let you go free!"

"That's what you said." A low voice sounded from the ghost flags. The next moment, there was a gust of wind, and a ghost figure wearing armor and holding a long knife emerged from the ghost flags. This ghost figure As soon as it appeared, the surrounding temperature dropped by more than ten degrees, and there were even snow, frost and ice.

"Ghost King?" A look of surprise appeared on Qinghui's face. He didn't expect that in this remote fishing village, he could encounter an undead creature with a strong king level!

"How dare you, a little Taotie, be so cruel?" The ghost's eyes were red, staring at the huge figure of the Taotie behind Qinghui, and he said in a loud voice: "I am standing here, general, to see if you devour me or if I kill you with one blow. you!"

After saying that, the ghost shook his already dilapidated and rusty armor, waved his long knife, and floated towards Qinghui;

Qinghui looked cautious and controlled the Taotie phantom to go forward and fight with the ghost king, but she secretly took off the golden ring around her neck. ;
This golden ring is engraved with countless fine golden runes. If you look carefully, these runes combine together to form a Bagua pattern;
Gossip trapped in dragon circle!
This is the high-grade immortal-level spiritual weapon that Qinghui obtained in this secret realm of the Great Dao;
"Life or death, it depends on this time!" Qinghui looked at the ghost flags in the hands of the ghost king and the demon monks, with a ferocious look on his face, and thought to himself: "If you win, you will be promoted on the spot. If you die, everything will be over." ,Fight!"

After thinking about it, Qinghui directly threw the Bagua Trap Dragon Circle towards the Ghost King;

"Qiankun Bagua, soul-forbidden and soul-locking, suppress!" Qinghui bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood towards the Bagua trapped dragon circle in mid-air. In an instant, all the blood and blood were absorbed by the array, and for a moment, the array radiated light. Blooming, a huge Bagua array appeared in the void.The Ghost King rushed towards Qinghui, but was blocked by the Bagua Array. A contemptuous smile appeared on the Ghost King's face, and without slowing down, he slashed towards the Bagua Array with the long knife in his hand;

However, the next moment, a terrifying suction force suddenly appeared in the center of the Bagua Array. The Ghost King's figure shook slightly, his face changed drastically, and he struggled to stabilize his figure in mid-air.

However, the next moment, the Bagua array began to rotate slowly!
Life, death, Du, scene, injury, surprise, rest, open!

Eight gates shining with golden light surrounded the Ghost King, imprisoning it in mid-air.

At this time, the Ghost King could no longer stabilize his figure, roaring crazily, his body being pulled and twisted, and dragged bit by bit into the center of the formation!

"It's done!" Qinghui's eyes showed a look of surprise.

At this time, there was darkness in the middle of the Bagua trapped dragon circle, which looked like a bottomless abyss, making people feel like they were being sucked in. A ghost figure loomed in the dark chaos, struggling desperately to get out;

Qinghui's apostle profession is actually a ghost control master, and her professional talent is an enhanced version of ghost control. By some mistake, she became a disciple of this old monk in this secret realm of the great road. She was very lucky to embark on this journey. He entered the Xuanmen ghost way and became a Xuanmen ghost cultivator.

But now this Bagua trapped dragon circle is Qinghui's life-saving thing at the bottom of the box. It can capture undead creatures, trap them in the circle, and use magic to corrode them day and night. After surrendering, they can become Qinghui's undead puppets.

The only disadvantage of the Bagua trapped dragon circle is that it can only trap one undead creature at a time, and cannot trap more than two at the same time, and the level of the trapped undead creatures cannot be too high, otherwise, there is a high chance that the undead creatures will escape from the trap. And out!

In the dark chaos in the center of the trapped dragon circle, black mist kept pouring out, and it seemed that it could not trap this ghost king for too long;

The Ghost King is powerful and is a true king-level creature. Qinghui has already mentally prepared for the Ghost King to escape from his trap and the Bagua Dragon Circle to be destroyed. However, no matter what, there is still no problem in trapping the Ghost King in the Bagua Dragon Circle for a cup of tea. of.

Qinghui wanted to use this cup of tea to snatch the ghost flag of the demon cultivator in front of her. Once she obtained the ghost flag of the demon cultivator, Qinghui would not worry about the ghost king escaping from the trap of the Eight Trigrams Dragon Circle.

Seeing that the Ghost King was trapped, a smile suddenly appeared on Qinghui's face. She didn't dare to hesitate, jumped up, and continued to rush towards the demon cultivator;

After losing the connection with the Ghost King, the middle-aged Demon Cultivator's face changed greatly, he snorted coldly, and continued to wave the ghost flag in his hand. However, at this moment, the alarm bells in the middle-aged Demon Cultivator's heart rang loudly, and a whistling sound suddenly came from behind his head. There was a sound, and when I looked back, I saw that it was a flying sword, stabbing towards it;
The demon cultivator had no choice but to interrupt the skill he was about to release, wave the ghost flag in his hand, and hit the flying sword. At this moment, Qinghui's eyes lit up, and he pinched the fingers of his hands. In an instant, countless black lights bloomed from his palms, Every ray of black light shines with a metallic luster, like a giant net, heading towards the magic repair cover!

"Aurora Sword Net!" Qinghui shouted softly, and in an instant, the black sword light directly penetrated the middle-aged demon cultivator's body, and the demon cultivator's body was immediately poked into a tattered pocket.

"You, you..." The demon cultivator supported the ghost banner and slowly turned around, pointing at Qinghui, with a look of disbelief on his face.

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