Immortal Clan: Starting from Managing a Blessed Land

Seeing the Night Soul Three Evils follow up.

At the entrance of the market, the group of mysterious people who were lingering also dispersed in boredom:

"So they are the Night Soul Three Evils, I didn't see it at all."

"The big fish eat the small fish, this place is getting more and more dangerous."

"Those two wealthy fools are also stupid. Alas, why didn't I run into them?"

Outside the market.

A desert, no grass grows, and the vision is empty.

Shang Ting and Shangguan Li rode on black rhinoceros horses and walked to the desert, just one mile away.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed!

The originally bright light dimmed in an instant, and the wind whistled in the desert, rolling up the yellow sand and blurring people's vision.

In this dim environment, a strange sound suddenly came!

Behind him, three black-clothed figures chased like ghosts, offering magic weapons in their hands, and their cultivation aura was not concealed at all.

There was a peak of Qi training and two late Qi training.

At this moment, the Night Soul Three Evils were too lazy to pretend anymore and laughed loudly:

"Haha, I didn't expect that I would catch two big fish after only waiting for three days!"

However, in front of them, Shang Ting turned around calmly, with a calm expression, and smiled faintly:

"Old man, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The Night Soul Three Evils were stunned.

The gray-shirted old man's turbid eyes moved slightly, revealing a hint of hesitation.

Could it be that he was set up to be eaten back today?

But now, it is even more impossible to let the two big fish slip away in vain.

And these two people, one is at the seventh level of Qi training, and the other is at the fifth level of Qi training. Unless there is external help, they will definitely die!

Immediately, the gray-shirted old man and the middle-aged couple beside him looked at each other, and their faces darkened:

"Be prepared, be careful of ambushes, and fight quickly!"

Then, the gray-shirted old man offered a green ghost flute.

It was the top-level magic weapon [Ghost Flute].

"Woo, woo, woo"

He played the flute brazenly, and the sound turned into a strange soul sound.

The sound was shrill, as if countless ghosts were crying, which made people shudder!

The middle-aged couple respectively offered an ancient bronze soul bell · [Soul-Calming Bell] and a blood-red mirror · [Blood Soul Mirror], both of which were high-level magic tools.

The Soul-Calming Bell made a dull sound, and the sound waves vibrated, as if to shatter the human soul;

The Blood Soul Mirror shot out blood-red light, the light was strange, and it was like a poisonous snake.

The famous Night Soul Three Evils did not hold back and took action directly.

The fierce attack came, trying to put Shang Ting and the others to death.

However, facing all kinds of strange soul methods, Shang Ting smiled coldly and shouted:

"All evils retreat!"

With a shout in his mouth, the magic in his heart was completed.

A green light immediately appeared around Shang Ting, and the light contained the power of Qingmu, forming a series of mysterious runes.

The majestic voice shouted out, and the green light spread like ripples.

The strange flute sound, bell sound, and blood light that attacked were instantly annihilated under the illumination of the light!

The fusion of wood and soul, [Green Spirit Sound].

Like [Soul-soothing Wood], it was developed by Shang Ting in his previous life, and it was specifically targeted at soul cultivators.

In this life, the magic was simplified to the level of Qi training, and the effect was remarkable.

"What!?"

Seeing this scene, the faces of the Night Soul Three Evils were shocked.

Qi training level seven, one magic to easily annihilate three, is this a means specifically aimed at the soul?     The gray-shirted old man had a bad premonition in his heart, frowned and transmitted:

"The idea is difficult, I feel bad, use all the killer moves, try again. If it is blocked, we will leave immediately!"

After decades of robbery, the gray-shirted old man has rich experience and knows how to make choices.

The middle-aged couple beside him looked grim and said in unison:

"Yes!"

Without reservation, the three of them spread out and used their best killing moves together!

The old man in gray shirt took the lead in playing the flute, and the sound of the flute was melodious.

Unlike the sound wave attack last time, this time the flute sound fluctuated, and a series of vague ghost figures suddenly flashed out on the wasteland, and then quickly disappeared.

Top-level soul magic method · [Ghost Curse]!

Summon thirty-two ghosts to fight for the caster.

These ghosts have the ability to be invisible and move quickly, often attacking the enemy unexpectedly.

The middle-aged man rang the soul-calming bell again, and a low bell sounded.

The sound waves spread like ripples, and the surrounding air was vibrated!

High-level soul magic method · [Soul-calming Curse].

As long as the enemy hears the bell, they will immediately feel that their souls are suppressed by heavy objects and it is difficult to concentrate.

And the beautiful female cultivator simply turned the blood soul mirror upside down.

Aiming at Shang Ting, he shot out a blood-red light!

High-level soul magic, [Blood Curse].

After this blood light hits, the enemy will fall into various terrifying illusions, and the soul energy will be gradually absorbed into the blood soul mirror, and the blood beads on the mirror frame will become brighter.

It happened in a flash.

The three of them were experienced in combat, and in the blink of an eye, they all attacked with their most powerful killing moves.

Shang Ting's eyes were cold, and he was not afraid of the full-strength attack of the Night Soul Three Evils. He whispered in his heart:

"Since you are a soul magic cultivator, it's just right to test the results of my four years of hard work in the soul."

He waved his hand, and a dark green soul shield bloomed.

It enveloped himself and Shangguan Li.

[Spirit Shield]!

The blood light of the blood curse and the bell sound of the soul-suppressing spell were absorbed and dissolved by the soul shield, like a drop in the ocean!

"What!?"

The middle-aged man and the beautiful woman stared in astonishment. The other party was also a soul cultivator.

And with a soul shield, they blocked all their killing moves!

However, Shang Ting's soul skills had just been revealed.

Shang Ting grabbed with his right hand and sacrificed the Hundred Soul Banner!

The Hundred Soul Banner fluttered in the howling wind, and the evil ghost pattern on the crimson banner seemed to come alive, baring its fangs and claws.

"Hoo!"

Shang Ting fanned the Hundred Soul Banner, and a powerful soul power burst out!

Black mist surged around the banner, and countless ghosts in the mist roared and rushed towards the Night Soul Three Evils fifty steps away at a high speed!

The terrifying power of the Hundred Soul Banner was stronger than the [Ghost Curse] of the gray-shirted old man, the leader of the Night Soul Three Evils.

Instantly, a strong sense of oppression was formed, and the invisible thirty-two ghosts appeared.

Then they were instantly torn apart by the crazy ghosts!

At this moment, the sound waves of the Soul-Calming Bell seemed insignificant in front of the power of the Hundred Souls Banner, and the sound of the Ghost Flute was also covered by the roar of the ghosts.

"Hundred Souls Banner!? How can a mere high-level Hundred Souls Banner have such power?"

The three evil spirits of Night Soul took a step back in shock.

The Hundred Souls Banner has always been one of the most powerful magic tools for soul cultivation, but it also takes a long time to collect souls to grow.

The gray-shirted old man looked at the ghosts in the banner, and then his pupils shrank, and his eyes were shocked.

The evil ghosts inside are all terrifyingly large!

A large number of mid-level and high-level cultivators' souls, and even a top-level evil ghost!

Seeing this, the gray-shirted old man was frightened and turned around and ran while driving the Ghost Flute:

"I met a fellow cultivator today. This kid is a true soul-path demon cultivator!"

The middle-aged couple beside him didn't dare to delay, and turned around without hesitation to follow.

But behind them, how could Shang Ting not expect their thoughts?

He pointed with his left hand, and blood immediately burst out.