A five-year-old Daluo Jinxian? I simulated binding with the prehistoric world.

The Ghost Banner is an extremely terrifying and evil magic weapon, and its power is absolutely the top of the Tianxuan Continent.

It can summon many vicious and evil ghosts in fierce battles to help the holder charge forward.

The rich evil spirit it contains is also highly corrosive. Once it comes into contact with the opponent's magic weapon, it can quickly pollute it, causing the magic weapon's combat effectiveness to drop significantly, or even completely lose its function.

Of course, this is just the tip of the iceberg of the horror of the Ghost Banner.

After this magic weapon has been carefully sacrificed, a part of it transformed by the souls of the monks can even exert powerful spiritual attacks.

It can quietly invade the opponent's consciousness and cause serious mental trauma to the opponent, causing a splitting headache and blurred consciousness at the least, and directly controlling the enemy's mind and making it a puppet of one's own side at the worst.

In addition, the Ghost Banner can also be used to nourish other magic weapons of the magic way.

By continuously injecting these extremely resentful ghosts into other magic weapons, the quality and power of the magic weapons can be greatly improved.

The Luosha Sect has a total of twelve ghost banners.

If all the ghost banners can be successfully sacrificed, they can be used to set up a world-shaking Styx formation.

Once this formation is activated, its power can be said to be devastating.

Facing Ye Changsheng, who seems to be only five years old, Elder Lu is a little afraid, but more confident.

He sneered slightly, waved the ghost banner in his hand that had not been completely sacrificed, and whispered obscure formulas.

In an instant, a very smelly wind whistled out of the ghost banner, accompanied by bursts of shrill ghost cries and wolf howls, which made people's eardrums hurt and dizzy.

The sound was like countless wronged souls screaming in pain, and it was like a surging horse galloping, as if there were really millions of wronged souls who were eager to break free from the Ghost Banner and pounce on Ye Changsheng and his men in front of them, ready to tear them into pieces.

Luo Liyan was also shocked when she saw the Ghost Banner. She understood the power of this evil magic weapon.

She couldn't help but sweat for her master Ye Changsheng.

Even if she wanted to help Ye Changsheng, her cultivation was there, and she couldn't even break free from the other party's mental suppression.

Now she had to trust her master.

Ji Lingyun was already terrified at this time. Her face, which was originally as beautiful as a flower, instantly turned as pale as paper, and tears rolled down uncontrollably like water from a broken dam.

Fear of death is an innate human instinct. For someone like her who had been raised in the deep palace, living a life of luxury, and had never experienced such a horrifying scene, it was normal for her to show such fear, and no one would laugh at her for it.

Elder Lu shouted angrily: "Whether you are a Yuanying cultivator or not, today, under this old man's Ghost Banner, you should be killed obediently and become a wronged soul in the Ghost Banner!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the Ghost Banner in his hand waving violently, pointing directly at where Ye Changsheng was.

In an instant, countless hideous and terrifying evil ghosts surged out of the Ghost Banner, covering the sky and the earth, like a black torrent, sweeping towards Ye Changsheng with the force of thunder, as if they wanted to eat him alive and tear him into pieces before they would stop.

However, facing such a dangerous situation, Ye Changsheng had a calm expression. He was not nervous but snorted coldly in a childish voice: "An ant trying to shake a tree, you really overestimate your own ability!"

Along with this cold rebuke, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from his body, so bright that people dared not look directly at it.

Then, countless mysterious and complex runes gushed out from his body like a spring, spinning and dancing around his body.

These runes flashed with strange light, intertwined and merged with each other, and gradually condensed into a lifelike golden dragon phantom, which closely protected Ye Changsheng.

As the saying goes, when a real dragon comes to the world, evil spirits retreat.

After seeing this majestic real dragon phantom, the evil ghosts who rushed towards Ye Changsheng were immediately frightened out of their souls, and the shrill screams rose and fell, resounding through the sky.

The moment they came into contact with the phantom of the real dragon, they were purified by the extremely strong and powerful dragon energy, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Ah! You actually have the blood of a real dragon!!!"

Elder Lu widened his eyes and shouted in astonishment.

As an elder in the sect, he was also knowledgeable and experienced, but the aura and power displayed by the young man in front of him still shocked him instantly.

With just one glance, he could clearly feel that Ye Changsheng was different.

There was no doubt that the other party must be a realDragon descendants.

Thinking of this, Elder Lu's heart sank.

Facing such a terrifying opponent, is there any chance of winning this battle?

The answer is obviously no.

The power of the true dragon bloodline emanating from Ye Changsheng perfectly restrained the Ghost Luo Banner in his hand.

The Ghost Luo Banner, which was originally powerful, was now restrained and could not exert its due strength at all.

Seeing this, Elder Lu made a decision immediately: A good man should not suffer a loss in front of him, and running away is the best policy!

He turned around without hesitation and prepared to use his body skills to escape from here.

"Haha, weren't you very strong just now? Why are you so scared now that you only want to run away?" Ye Changsheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a mocking smile, and said sarcastically in a childish voice.

Hearing this, Elder Lu paused, a trace of shame and anger flashed across his face, but he soon regained his calm.

After all, the situation is stronger than people, and saving your life is the most important thing at the moment.

However, he refused to show weakness: "Humph! The mountains remain green and the rivers flow forever, kid, don't be too proud! I'll remember today's account, and sooner or later I'll come back to avenge you!"

After saying that, he sped up and continued to flee far away.

Unfortunately, Ye Changsheng had no intention of letting him go.

First, he wanted to get important information about the monster tide from Elder Lu; second, the Ghost Luo Banner, which he regarded as a treasure, really aroused Ye Changsheng's great interest.

Judging from its power, it must be worth a lot of money, and it might be exchanged for a lot of simulation points.

So, no matter what, Ye Changsheng would not easily let go of this prey that came to his door.

Ye Changsheng stood quietly in place, his eyes fixed on Elder Lu's gradually receding figure.

On his young face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised a barely noticeable arc.

At the same time, a childish but confident voice came out from the pink little mouth: "Tianqing Divine Sword."

At the moment when these four words came out, Ye Changsheng's empty little hand suddenly bloomed with dazzling colorful rays of light.

After the light faded, everyone looked closely and saw that it was an exquisite long sword with colorful rays of light all over its body.

The Tianqing Divine Sword, the sword body is three feet long, engraved with mysterious runes, and the whole sword exudes a powerful breath that makes people feel palpitating.

For Ye Changsheng, who looks like a five-year-old child, holding the Tianqing Divine Sword is obviously a bit different.

But even so, he still held the hilt of the sword steadily, and with a seemingly light but actually powerful movement, he gently swung the sword in the direction where Elder Lu was running away.

"The wrath of the wild."

Instantly, a colorful sword energy shot out like lightning, rushing straight towards Elder Lu with unparalleled power.

Although Elder Lu had tried his best to escape, his speed was still not as fast as the great wild black gold sword energy of the Tianqing Sword.

In just a blink of an eye, the colorful sword energy had already flown in front of Elder Lu.

Then, the sword energy suddenly exploded, turning into countless sword threads as fine as hair.

These sword threads intertwined and entangled with each other, like a huge and solid cage, trapping Elder Lu firmly in it.

"Ah?! You are actually a famous sword cultivator?!"

Elder Lu, who was trapped in the sword cage, shouted in horror.

He waved the Ghost Luo Banner in his hand, trying to break through the cage with the billowing black smoke and the hideous evil ghosts. While mobilizing all his spiritual power, he tried to break free from the restraints and escape from here.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he struggled and resisted, it was all in vain.

Because this black gold sword energy is a sword energy that specifically restrains evil spirits, those gloomy and strange ghost energy are completely useless in front of it.