My Master is Lin Zhengying

"No, no, don't..."

But it was too late, she had just finished speaking.

The hanging pennant suddenly shook.

A more intense black light burst out.

The next moment, the struggling female ghost was sucked away with a "whoosh".

In a blink of an eye, it turned into a white mist and submerged into the pennant.

Then, the black light of the pennant is restrained.

It landed slowly, returning to the hands of the man in gray one at a time.

In his mouth, he laughed twice:

"Not bad, it's the one hundred and third..."

Nan Chen and Qiu Sheng also couldn't understand what magic weapon the flag in this male ghost's hand was.

But Uncle Jiu, who was hiding beside him, also gasped secretly.

With a trace of shock in his mouth, he said;

"Hundred ghosts, soul-gathering banner..."

PS: Sorry, Qingxuan Mountain was written as Tianxuan Mountain yesterday.The main website has been modified, and other channels have been synchronized, so it cannot be changed, sorry everyone.

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The three of Nan Chen suddenly heard Uncle Jiu speak.

What to say, Hundred Ghosts Gathering Souls Banner.

At this moment, he subconsciously looked at Uncle Jiu.

Nan Chen was even more puzzled and said:

"Master, what is the Hundred Ghosts Gathering Soul Banner?"

Uncle Jiu stared at the male ghost not far away who was still playing with the pennant.

Then he said:

"This is a kind of soul banner, but the soul banner in this male ghost's hand is an evil treasure.

He just said, one hundred and three.

In other words, there are one hundred and three ghosts gathered in his soul streamer.

Therefore, it can be called the Hundred Ghosts Gathering Soul Banner.

This evil treasure is extremely sinister.

By collecting souls, the power of the soul streamer is constantly enhanced.

The more souls are accumulated, the stronger the power of the soul banner.

But it is also extremely vicious, and all the souls collected by the soul banner will never be reborn.

Even if the soul banner is destroyed, only a few ghosts can survive by chance..."

Hearing this, Nanchen Qiusheng and Wencai couldn't help showing a bit of shock.

He widened his eyes and looked at the gray-clothed male ghost in the distance.

"Master, so to speak, this guy is a ghost cultivator!"

Qiu Sheng added a drink.

Uncle Jiu nodded:

"That's right, look carefully at the cuffs of his gray coat.

And the collar of the gray coat.

Is there a character for 飂 (liù, liáo)?

That is the clan emblem of the Dong family.

This male ghost is the slave ghost of the Dong family. "

The three of them checked carefully, and found the uncommon Chinese character "飂" on the collar and cuffs of the gray-clothed ghost.

Wen Cai narrowed his eyes:

"So that's a word!

But this Dong family is also strange, obviously the surname is Dong.

Why did you make a family emblem with the word "飂"?

Qiusheng, do you know? "

Wen Cai was also curious and asked casually.