Harvesting Yin

When Zhao Xun heard the words, his expression was serious, but he couldn't answer.

He paused, looked at Yang Que, and said in a low voice, "Junior Brother Yang, are you sure you can kill these ghosts?"

There was light in Yang Que's eyes, looking at the ferocious corpses on the hillside, after a moment of silence, the corner of his mouth suddenly curved, and said: "Don't kill them, let's go ahead as long as we don't see them."

The three of Zhao Xun were stunned, and Sun Qiang said in surprise, "Junior Brother Yang, what if they attack us together?"

The golden light in Yang Que's hand was shining, and a thin golden mask emerged, covering several feet around his body, and said: "Everyone, don't step out of this light, those fierce ghosts dare not come up."

Zhao Xun felt the radiance of the radiance all over his body, and his face showed surprise: "Junior Brother Yang, this spiritual knife is really powerful. With the radiance of the solstice, those ghosts and ghosts really dare not come up."

Hearing what he said, Sun Qiang and Miao Ling finally felt relieved. They took a look at Yang Que, and their hearts were full of feelings.

The four continued to move forward, no longer worrying about the ghosts on both sides.

Seeing that they ignored him, those ghosts immediately became furious, and swarmed towards them with fierce faces, letting out a series of shrill and eerie screams. [

"Don't bother with them, and don't look at them, they're just trying to break my spirit."

Seeing that Miao Ling's face turned pale, Yang Que raised the spirit sword in his hand and reminded her.

Sure enough, as soon as those ghosts rushed in front of the four menacingly, they immediately stopped.

There was fear in their eyes. Looking at the pale golden mask, they screamed and threatened in unison, but none of them just stepped forward to touch, let alone attack the people inside.

Miao Ling breathed a sigh of relief, tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart, and kept her eyes fixed.keep going.

Those ghosts followed all the way, very unwilling, screaming in the ears of the four people, waving their claws to threaten them, trying to cause them a psychological burden, but no one paid any attention.

After another distance to the inside, they finally gave up.Leave angrily.

"Junior Brother Yang. You should have practiced some skills about ghosts before, otherwise you wouldn't understand them like this, would you?"

Seeing the group of fierce ghosts leave, Miao Ling stroked her chest.Start talking to Yang Que.

Yang Que nodded and said, "It's true that I have practiced."

Just this sentence, not much to say.

Miao Ling muttered in his heart, and was about to ask again, but saw a white shadow suddenly appearing in front of him, and then, a white skeleton appeared impressively.

Without any hesitation, its claws grew suddenly, and it shot towards the golden mask covering the four of them.Jumped directly on it.

"puff!"

The golden light trembled.The skeleton disappeared in an instant, and the mask was actually shattered in a kind of black light. [

"What a strong suffocation!"

Zhao Xun's expression froze, and the spirit sword in his hand was protecting his whole body.

immediately.There were bursts of strange laughter of "Jie Jie" all around, and the densely packed skeletons all over the mountains and plains rushed towards the four of them like a tide.

"Junior Brother Yang, is your Zhiyang Spirit Knife useful for these things? Can you still use the mask?" Seeing so many bones rushing towards him, Miao Ling hurriedly asked in a trembling voice.

Without waiting for Yang Que's answer, Zhao Xun shook his head and said solemnly: "These are not pure ghosts, but spiritual objects that have been sacrificed by that demon cultivator with a special technique. Junior Brother Yang's mask should not threaten them." Big, we can only kill one by one."

"So many..." Sun Qiang's face changed color as he saw the ferocious white bones coming from all around him.

Yang Que flipped his left hand, and a small black banner with a skull printed on it appeared impressively. Then he played a formula, and the small banner shot out and hovered above the heads of the four of them.

At the same time, a strong evil spirit shot up into the sky, and there were bursts of howling ghosts and wolves in the small streamer. One after another, ugly little ghosts rushed out of it and rushed towards the bones.

Yang Que stretched out his finger, and the imp in the banner rushed out even more quickly, surrounded the four of them densely, biting towards the bones, and the evil spirit all over his body condensed into a light curtain, surrounding the four of them.

"Wangui Banner!" Zhao Xun looked at the small banner in surprise for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed, "Junior Brother Yang, it's really amazing that there is such a rare treasure!"

Hearing that he knew him, Yang Que was slightly taken aback, and said, "Could it be that Yi Nan Country also has this kind of magic weapon?"

Zhao Xun shook his head, laughed at himself, and said: "This kind of treasure is very rare, and only the ancient sects that are extremely powerful and specialize in ghost arts can be found. I also heard about it from an old friend, but I heard that it has long been lost. But I didn’t want to, I actually saw it with my own eyes today.”

Zhao Xun sighed, but looked at him meaningfully, as if he felt that he was the descendant of the long-lost sect.

Yang Que did not explain, and said: "I also got it by accident, and the power seems to be okay."

Zhao Xun sighed: "It's not bad. If we continue to sacrifice, I'm afraid the power will be several times higher than it is now. I just heard that this magic weapon is very evil, and it needs to be sacrificed by living people."

Yang Que smiled faintly, and said: "It's not a living person, but the soul of a living person must be used for sacrifice."

A strange light flashed in Zhao Xun's eyes, he smiled and stopped talking.

The little ghosts in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner are really powerful, within a short moment, they have already wiped out more than half of the bones, and the rest saw that the situation was not good, turned around and fled.

Yang Que urged the magic formula, the ghosts screamed and quickly returned to the banner, the black light of the Wangui Banner shrank, and he put it away.

"Hehe... It seems that there is a fellow daoist who is a colleague. He was originally from the same root, so why is it too urgent? If the old man's guess is correct, this fellow daoist is also a member of the Demon Sect?"

Suddenly there was a sharp laughter in the dark night, and then a middle-aged monk in black robe appeared in front of the four of them, looking at Yang Que with burning eyes.

"Yin Lingzi!" Zhao Xun had seen his portrait, and when he saw the face of the monk in front of him, he immediately recognized him.

The black-robed cultivator glanced at him, with a touch of disdain in his eyes, and said: "Yes, it is the old man, you are the disciples of Qingyuanzong, you are still a little tender to kill the old man!"

Immediately, he looked at Yang Que, smiled sinisterly, and said, "But this fellow Taoist is a great threat to this old man."

A cold light flashed in Zhao Xun's eyes, he stopped talking, and as soon as his figure moved, he swung the spirit sword in his hand and slashed at it, saying: "Everyone, let's go together, we can't let him delay!"

Miao Ling and Sun Qiang responded together, sacrificed the spirit sword in their hands, and began to attack.

Naturally, Yang Que would not stand by and watch, the scorching sun slowly appeared in his hand, and just as he was about to make a move, a violent wind suddenly came from behind him, his heart skipped a beat, he swung his hand and slashed behind him, and then turned around.

"Oh!"

The light burst out, the air blast exploded, and he couldn't stop his figure, and took a few steps back "cengceng".

When he raised his eyes solemnly, he realized that the sneak attacker was actually a tall, naked, muscular corpse of a woman!

The female corpse had a ferocious face, panting heavily, holding a huge mace in both hands, giggling, and rushed towards Yang Que again!

Yang Que didn't dare to underestimate him, the mana in his body surged, and the scorching sun rushed out, but there was a "boom!", and when he was put together with the mace, he staggered back again, and the blood in his body surged, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The female corpse didn't wait for him to stand still, and continued to rush towards him, waving the mace in her hand like a wind.

"Oh!"

Once again, a huge force came, and Yang Que retreated in a hurry, and suddenly opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Hey, fellow daoist, how does it taste? This is a corpse spirit that I have spent decades refining. Even if you have the treasure of the sun in your hands, it will be difficult to shake it if you don't have enough cultivation!"

The fight between Yin Lingzi and Zhao Xun over there was very easy, with the black stick in his hand, he was forced to retreat steadily. He glanced at Yang Que's situation and said proudly.

Zhao Xun used his methods, but the more he struggled, the more frightened he became. He took a quick look at Yang Que, who was also retreating, and his heart sank.

"what!"

Miao Ling suddenly screamed, the spirit sword in her hand was broken by Yin Lingzi's stick, she swayed and almost couldn't stand up.

Zhao Xun hurriedly stood in front of her, and said in a startled voice, "Shut your breath, and be careful of the evil spirit of this devil!"

After saying that, he activated the formula, the light of the spirit sword in his hand soared, and he slashed towards Yin Lingzi fiercely.

Yin Lingzi sneered, his face was full of contempt, his whole body flashed black, he suddenly swung the swollen wooden stick in his hand, and hit his spirit sword with a bang.

"Crack!", Zhao Xun's spirit sword was also broken directly, and he retreated rapidly, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

He was beaten back just now, Sun Qiang couldn't resist, and was immediately thrown upside down by Yin Lingzi with a stick, rolled to the ground, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and couldn't get up after struggling, first of all, he was seriously injured .

"Senior brother Zhao, what should we do? Let's run away?" Miao Ling said in panic while exercising the kung fu to force out the evil spirit in her body.

Yin Lingzi stood in the void, and instead of chasing after the victory, he looked at them mockingly.

Zhao Xun's face was gloomy, and he struggled fiercely in his heart. He raised his eyes to look at Yang Que, and saw Yang Que waving a round of scorching sun, but was instantly defeated by the fierce female corpse, and then the female corpse jumped up violently, hitting Yang Que with a stick On the shield in front of him, he was directly knocked out!

"Hey, fellow daoist, I see that you are a fellow-path, so I can give you a chance. As long as you help me kill these three Qingyuanzong disciples, I will spare your life, how about it?" Yin Lingzi Squinting at Yang Que, he said sinisterly.

Zhao Xun's heart sank, and he stared at Yang Que with a cold light in his eyes.

"Brother Zhao, retreat quickly, or the three of us will all die soon!" Sun Qiang's face was pale, trembling body and shouted.

Zhao Xu was silent for a few breaths, gritted his teeth, and sighed. Just as he was about to make a decision to retreat, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a red glow in Yang Que's hand, and slowly stood up from the ground.