Big dreamer

Master Gui Teng was not surprised that the gray and black shadows were shattered. He cast a spell again to activate the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, and seven or eight gray and black shadows that were exactly the same as before were shot out, slashing towards Shen Luo.

"What a strong Yin Qi! Master, let me go out and deal with this big flag!" Shen Luo was about to take action when Zhao Feiji shouted excitedly from inside the Qiankun Bag.

"That's fine, this flag will be used by you later. Don't swallow too much of the power on it." Shen Luo thought and waved his hand to release Zhao Feiji.

As soon as Zhao Feiji appeared, he immediately opened his mouth and spat out, and a stream of black and red light shot out, split into eight, and caught all the gray and black shadows.

As soon as the gray-white Yin light collided with the Xinghe Divine Light, it immediately dispersed and turned into wisps of Yin Qi, all of which were absorbed by the Xinghe Divine Light.

And Shen Luo made a little gesture, and another Pure Yang Sword shot out, but it was the Sixty-Fourth Level Forbidden Pure Yang Sword, and it struck the black energy cocoon on the other side.

The power of this Pure Yang Sword was astonishing. There was only a soft sound like cracking silk, and the black energy silkworm cocoon burst in response.

The blood-colored thorn vine was also shot away, piercing most of the stone wall behind it. The aura of the vine body was dim, and it was obvious that it was seriously injured and would be difficult to recover for a while.

The pure Yang sword inside the black energy cocoon flew out and intertwined with the sixty-fourth level restricted Pure Yang sword, forming the magical power of the two swords. The speed immediately increased greatly and disappeared out of thin air...

Master Oni Teng was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped back, but a lightning-like red light passed in front of him, and two pure Yang swords appeared out of thin air, and they cut across each other extremely quickly, leaving no room for him to dodge.

Master Gui Teng was in a panic. He shook the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags in his hand, and the flags roared several times in size, blocking him in front of him like a big shield.

Seeing this, Shen Luo was afraid of damaging the banner, so he quickly withdrew most of the power of his swords, but the swords still struck the Wangui banner.

The banner suddenly shook violently, and the gray light on the surface flashed sharply. It withstood the attack of the two swords without being damaged.

Not only that, a black light flashed across the flag, and a black ghost face pattern appeared. It opened its mouth like a living creature and sucked in hard.

Suddenly, there was a loud whistling sound all around, and the gray Yin Qi rolled like a stormy wave, and a huge vortex appeared out of thin air.

The whirlpool rotated rapidly, making a weird screaming sound. A black glow emerged from the depths of the whirlpool, and it wrapped around the two flying swords menacingly, creating a huge suction force.

The two flying swords spun around and were thrown into the depths of the whirlpool uncontrollably.

Shen Luo had a different look on his face, but he didn't panic and made a little gesture upwards.

The sound of piercing sword whistles sounded from above, and a golden lightsaber pierced the stone wall of the cave, falling from the sky and hitting the black vortex.

A series of extremely rapid popping sounds were heard, and the black vortex was vulnerable to the golden lightsaber. It was cut into pieces in an instant, and the dark glow in the center shrank and suddenly exploded.

Master Oni Teng was blown away by the explosion. He stepped back a few steps before standing still, and looked above his head in shock.

Through the stone walls pierced by those golden lightsabers, one could vaguely see a layer of dazzling golden light flashing above the cave, emitting extremely sharp sword energy.

"Sword formation! Who are you?" Master Gui Teng shrank his pupils and roared in a deep voice.

"If you have any other means, just use them." Shen Luo did not answer Master Gui Teng's question and shook his sleeves.

The two pure Yang swords roared loudly, one from the left and the other from the right attacking Master Gui Teng again.

Master Gui Teng looked extremely ugly and hurriedly stepped back again, waving his sleeves forward. valley

More than a dozen black shadows flew out from it and landed on the ground, but there were more than a dozen refined corpses, both human and animal, with dark and shiny scales growing on their skin, and hook-like claws growing on their fingers, flashing with a cold light. Cold light.

The aura of these dozens of refined corpses was strong, and each one had the combat power of the Mahayana stage. After they appeared, they were immediately divided into three. Two groups pounced on the two pure Yang swords, and grabbed the two flying swords with their bare hands.

"Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang" made a series of loud noises. The hands and feet of these corpse refiners were so strong that they blocked the sword light of the Pure Yang Sword.

The last group of refined corpses had the largest number, but they stood still, alert to Shen Luo and Zhao Feiji.

However, Shen Luo and Zhao Feiji stood there and did not take action.

"You actually look down on me so much! Very good, in that case, I will let you taste the real power of these ten thousand ghost flags!" Blood rushed to the ghost vine master's cheeks, and he kneaded with his hands like wheels.

The spirit pattern of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner lit up quickly, and a powerful wave of Yin Qi erupted from the banner, getting stronger and stronger.

Zhao Feiji felt this powerful Yin Qi and looked shocked. He did not dare to watch the battle leisurely anymore. He turned his hand and played the dragon burial flute. The flute sound of hundreds of dragons roaring suddenly sounded and floated towards Master Guiteng.

"It's you! That boy named Shen!" As soon as Master Guiteng heard the sound of the flute, he immediately remembered who the arc figure was in front of him. He hurriedly covered his ears with both hands, and at the same time, he spurted out a mouthful of blood essence and melted it into the Wangui Banner.

All the spiritual patterns on the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags suddenly lit up, and countless screams of howling ghosts and wolves came from inside. A cold aura that was several times stronger than before suddenly emerged, sweeping towards the surroundings like a furious wave.

The sound of the Dragon Burial Flute was obscured by countless ghost cries, and the waves of Yin Qi like angry waves even impacted Shen Luo and Zhao Feiji.

Shen Luo's body moved slightly and immediately returned to normal, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It seems that this is the true power of Wangui Banner. The spiritual power contained in it is so powerful, far better than his sixty-fourth-level pure Yang sword and the Xinghan fan.

Zhao Feiji was also affected by this powerful cold aura, and was shocked back again and again.

The gray mist in the cave became much thicker, surging like a tide, and ghosts appeared out of thin air in the mist, almost filling the secret room.

These ghosts were of different types. The big ones were seven or eight feet tall, while the smaller ones were only a few feet long. However, their strength was extraordinary. They all looked at Shen Luo with ferocious expressions.

"You want to know how many tricks I have? Then your Excellency, please first taste the feeling of ten thousand ghosts eating your heart!" Master Guiteng completely activated the power of ten thousand ghost banners, and the fear in his expression was wiped away, and he said coldly. laugh it out.

Not seeing any movement from him, all the ghosts rushed toward Shen Luo and Zhao Feiji.

Shen Luo shouted softly, grabbed his hands, and golden thunderbolts shot out from his hands, hitting the surrounding ghosts.

However, Zhao Feiji's face showed joy, and he once again sprayed out the sinister divine light and rolled it towards the ghosts.

As Shen Luo's cultivation improved, the power of the wind and thunder spirit patterns in his arms became more and more powerful. Coupled with Zhao Feiji's sinister divine light, the two of them killed all these ghosts in the blink of an eye.

"Stupid, you know that we all have magical powers to restrain ghosts, but you still use this kind of attack." Zhao Feiji sneered coldly.

Shen Luo didn't say anything, but looked around. The ghost eyes of the underworld could clearly see the flow of Yin Qi around him. The ghosts killed by his thunder and lightning power did not really fall, and turned into wisps of Yin Qi towards Wangui Banner. Gather together in the past.

The Yin Qi inside the flag is surging, and it contains a huge space that is densely packed with all kinds of ghosts. There are really as many as ten thousand ghosts, making it a veritable flag of ten thousand ghosts.

The gathered Yin Qi of the ghosts condensed in the space inside the flag, and the ghosts gradually took shape again.