Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Under extreme weakness, with his whisk damaged, and seeing no hope of winning, Master Wuque frantically took out the black cloth bag that moved all the Jindan elders, and suddenly opened the bag!

"Quick! Devour him! Ye Ling, let me teach you a lesson about the poisonous souls that eat away at your body!"

In order to win, Master Wuque spared no effort. Although he was weak, he still gritted his teeth and shouted, ordering the many poisonous souls in the black cloth bag to turn into a pale green poisonous mist and rush out, surging madly to devour Ye Ling.

"Master Lihuo, it's too much! How is this different from using talismans and spirit beasts? It completely violates the rules of the competition."

Liu Juntang of Tiandan Xianmen finally couldn't help it and protested loudly to the main competition official!

In his opinion, if the Fengqiao Town Qigong disciples' competition allowed the release of such vicious things, his disciple Ye Ling could also release a fourth-level spirit beast! In this way, who is stronger and who is weaker, the winner will be decided immediately!

The elders of the Chixiao Immortal Sect were indifferent, and allowed the newly recruited disciple Wuque Zhenren to use poisonous souls to attack.

Tens of thousands of cultivators under the ring watched with sympathy and pity. Although they all knew that the contestants had regeneration protection, being swallowed by poisonous souls alive was still a horrible experience.

How could they know that Ye Ling on the main ring was surprised to see how many poisonous souls gathered in the pale green poisonous fog!

"God help me! The Thousand Soul Banner will be completed today!"

Ye Ling slapped out the three-foot-high gray Thousand Soul Banner and shouted: "Summon the souls!"

In an instant, the Thousand Soul Banner was like a dragon sucking water, madly absorbing the poisonous fog!

This change made everyone present widen their eyes, staring at them intently, with incredible faces!

"Ah?!" Zhenren Wuque was almost dumbfounded, his heart was bleeding, and he quickly pointed his fingers with trembling hands to summon back the poisonous souls.

"This is the soul that I have been painstakingly collecting since I was a child, and I have spent a lot of energy to refine it into a poisonous soul. Damn Ye Ling! I will never coexist with you!"

Master Wuque had a gloomy face, and he wanted to point at Ye Ling and curse, but at this point, summoning the poisonous soul back was the most important thing! He had already despaired of winning or losing. Since he was powerless, he could only recover the losses as much as possible.

Seeing that many poisonous souls struggled to escape and escaped from the soul summoning of the Thousand Soul Banner, Ye Ling immediately swallowed a Ruyi Zhuan Shen Pill, quickly pointed his fingers and pinched the formula, and uttered a word in a cold voice: "Seal!"

Soul Sealing Technique! A soul sealing technique that is several times more skilled than Master Wuque's technique!

In an instant, the poisonous fog in the air froze, and the poisonous souls were sucked away by the Thousand Soul Banner one after another!

"No! They are mine! Mine!"

Master Wuque's eyes were red with anger, and he shouted loudly, but at this moment he was weak and his mana was exhausted, so how could he be Ye Ling's opponent! He could only watch his hard work turn into poisonous souls, which strengthened Ye Ling's soul flag.

"Noisy!" Seeing that the incense stick was about to burn out, Ye Ling was annoyed by his noise, so he blasted out a fiery fist shadow and knocked the weak Wuque Zhenren off the stage!

The cultivators on and off the stage were dazzled and applauded!

Elder Liu of Tiandan Xianmen finally put his mind at ease, twirling his beard and smiling, and was quite appreciative of Ye's disciple's unexpected means: "Well! This soul flag is not bad. Haha, not only the disciples of their Chixiao Xianmen can summon souls, but my disciple is even better! Taoist Lihuo, do you think so or not?"

Taoist Lihuo, the elder of Chixiao Xianmen, turned extremely ugly, and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Under the stage, the people of Yaogu Sect cheered loudly for Ye Ling's victory!

"Great! This evil cultivator Wuque was so proud of his poisonous soul, but he still lost to Master Ye. Even his poisonous soul was sacrificed by Master Ye. It's amazing!" Sun Erhu sighed, and Li Bao followed suit, causing a large group of cultivators to laugh at Master Wuque, who fell into the dust and looked ashen. The little demon boy Dong Yun, who lost in the decisive battle, gloated and muttered: "You deserve it! Wuque little calf nose, don't you see who your opponent is on the ring? That's the young master of the Demon Sect! Even the mysterious blue-shirted monk has to give in. How dare you attack with the poisonous soul? It's ridiculous. It's obvious that you are going to give a gift! Hehe, how can you compare with my little demon boy's cleverness? When I saw the young master's Thousand Soul Banner, I immediately bowed and gave way. This is called a man who knows the times is a hero! Tsk tsk, the young master will fight against Li Hongfei next. Use the soul banner to destroy him and help me vent my anger for the defeat! Eh? That's not right. It seems that the young master means not to use this soul banner for the time being?" The little demon boy clearly saw that Ye Ling had no intention of stopping, so he let all the poisonous souls completely integrate into the Thousand Soul Banner. In this way, the soul banner will be advanced! Then, the little devil Dong Yun slapped his head and suddenly realized: "That's right! The young master won three games in a row, Li Hongfei lost to Wuque once, even if he won the two Lu sisters, he was tied with the young master. Anyway, no matter what, the foundation-building pills that the young master won in the competition are enough for him to build a foundation, and then he will naturally use the fourth-level soul flag! Haha, I didn't expect that the young master could use the opportunity of the final ranking battle of the competition to upgrade the soul flag, which is incredible!" Sure enough, Ye Ling took the top-grade Ruyi Zhuan Shen Pill and quickly recovered his mana, preparing for the final battle with Li Hongfei; while letting the Thousand Soul Flag devour the poisonous soul.

Originally, his Thousand Soul Banner sealed more than 300 souls, which was a third-level soul banner. Now the soul banner gradually grew stronger, and finally broke through to the fourth level at the moment when a stick of incense burned out! In an instant, it turned into a four-foot-high dark green soul banner, emitting a heart-pounding breath!

"Collect!" Ye Ling waved his sleeves and collected the Thousand Soul Banner. The remaining poisonous souls were also completely sealed under his soul-sealing technique and thrown into the storage bag together.

Then, Ye Ling turned around suddenly and stared coldly at the purple-robed monk with half of his face burned!

"Li Hongfei, this is Ye's last battle! I hope you can accompany me to the end."

Ye Ling's cold voice said slowly. Li Hongfei seemed to be a little confused when he heard it.

But Lu Xuezhu, who stayed at the end and did not fight with Li Hongfei, was shocked!

"Fellow Daoist Ye asked Li Hongfei to accompany me to the end, which was obviously meant for me. It seems that Fellow Daoist Ye is going to be ruthless! It would be best if Li Hongfei was beaten to a pulp and unable to fight with me, hehe!"

Lu Xuezhu understood and looked at Ye Ling expectantly.

The demon cultivator Li Hongfei frowned, and half of his face was shocking. It was the Immortal Wuque that made his originally handsome face so scary. For this, he had to thank Ye Ling a lot for venting his anger for him. However, compared to the top spot in the competition, this little favor was nothing. Li Hongfei was determined to defeat all the cultivators who hindered him from ascending to this glorious position!