Such a chair is needed to lure out the remaining dark aura.

Before, Yunhu fell into a deep sleep, apparently because she sat on the stone chair and was invaded by the dark aura.

This dark aura is so hidden that only the same aura can hook it out. The dark aura in that stone chair has been exhausted, and now the dark aura in this iron chair is also depleted, but Wang Zifeng has not been able to completely dispel these dark aura.

Now he had to go find a third chair that might exist and use the dark aura there to catch a fish.

But......

"Why is there so little darkness in this chair? Wang Zifeng frowned and looked at his feet.

He was able to find this place because he had spotted the flow of dark aura in the circles below.

The reason why those people were holding on to that pole was to transmit their dark aura through it.

The destination of these dark breaths is this iron chair.

Those who spun in circles all had a large amount of dark aura on their bodies, and it was likely that they were people like Yunhu who were invaded by the dark aura.

Obviously, these people, like Cloud Fox, although they were invaded by the dark aura, they could not meet a certain standard and could not achieve the purpose of the owner of the manor.

In order to avoid waste, the owner of the manor collected these people again, and used the huge gear to extract the dark aura again.

If it weren't for Wang Zifeng rescuing Yunhu, it wouldn't be long before she would probably appear in a circle below.

The dark aura that had been re-extracted had apparently remained in the chair.

It stands to reason that there should be a lot of dark aura on this chair.

"Has anyone used it?" Wang Zifeng thought, "The dark aura on the people below is almost the same, and it is obvious that the person who has just been invaded by the dark aura has not joined in. Could it be that he had reached the standard of a manor owner and had not fallen into a deep sleep?"

Thinking of this, Wang Zifeng couldn't help but squint his eyes.

The dark aura of this manor is very strange, and if that person really succeeds in fusing the dark aura, he will be a fierce rival.

I don't know who that man is.

The figures of the few people who entered here with Yunhu flashed in his mind, Wang Zifeng shook his head, put this matter aside for the time being, picked up Yunhu, and was about to go downstairs.

At this moment, three black shadows flew out from the staircase, attacking Wang Zifeng, Feidian, and Qianfeng Ghost Blade respectively.

Although they were fast, everyone present was a high-ranking person and recognized them at a glance.

They were all clumps of black gas in human form, none other than dark spirits.

After the dark ghost was beaten back by Wang Zifeng, it kept letting out a low ghost cry. Everyone thought it was a sign of a threat, but now it seems that they are simply asking their brother to come and help.

Although they were angry about this, everyone was not slow at all.

Feidian had already formed a deep fear of the dark ghost, and when he saw the black shadow, he immediately let out an exclamation, turned around and ran.

The Thousand Blades Ghost Blade had also seen the tragic state of Nangong Hang, and he didn't dare to have physical contact with these dark ghosts, so he rolled over, the folding fan flew over, and the two Thousand Blades flew out, slashing towards the dark ghosts with a ghostly roar.

The dark ghost was a cloud of gas, and it was not afraid of slashing at all, so it rushed straight over, but its body dissipated a little, and it came to the front of the Thousand Blades Ghost Blade.

The Thousand Blades had to unfold their small body to maneuver around the other party, manipulating the hidden weapon from time to time to cut up and down the dark ghost.

After repeated attempts, Thousand Blades had to admit that he had nothing he could do about the dark ghosts, and began to concentrate on dodging.

Wang Zifeng's side is relaxed.

I saw that he reached out and grabbed the dark ghost.

The dark ghost tried to come and wrap his hand, but his hand shook and shook it into a ribbon.

As if holding a whip, Wang Zifeng used the dark ghost in his hand to whip at the dark ghost chasing the flying lightning not far away.

The dark ghost staggered and fell to the ground.

It never seemed to have gone through it all, and let out a terrible ghost cry.

Wang Zifeng couldn't tell whether it was angry or anxious, but he didn't care about it.

The dark ghost with the whip in his hand was whipped away, and the dark ghost next to the Thousand Blades was whipped away.

The Thousand Blades couldn't dodge just now, and was grabbed by one of the dark ghost's hands on the thigh, and was about to be entangled by it.

It was when he was anxious that Wang Zifeng's whip appeared and solved him.

Qianfeng Ghost Blade was almost moved to tears.

The dark ghost was so cold that it would break anything it grabbed and climb all the way up.

But the Thousand Blades were caught in the thighs.

It can be said that the most lethal part of the man in the vicinity, if it is shattered by the dark ghost, he will simply die.

No wonder he was so moved.

Wang Zifeng's hand didn't stop, and the whip-like dark ghost flicked, beating another dark ghost to the ground.

Without waiting for Wang Zifeng to continue to move, they quickly retreated, and regardless of the accomplices caught by Wang Zifeng, they just disappeared in front of everyone.

Wang Zifeng snorted coldly, and there was a faint white light emitting from his hand, but he launched the debilitating technique.

He wanted to see if the dark ghost was really immortal as the blood-colored stone tablet said.

From what happened just now, it can be seen that the dark ghost is the product of the combination of the human body and the dark power, and the root is still in the dark power.

If the dark forces inside are purified, they should be able to destroy it.

As soon as he thought of it, he felt that the state of the dark ghost in his hand had fallen to the bottom due to the debilitating technique, and Wang Zifeng used a purification technique.

Suddenly, the dark ghost in his hand was like a huge impact of ice, and countless cracks appeared on the surface, and these cracks quickly spread in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, it had shattered countless fragments of the city and scattered them all over the place.

In the fragment, a faint black qi rose, writhing, and drifted into the distance.

Wang Zifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the black qi, and pointed out.

The black qi was already extremely weak, and the purification technique carried by Wang Zifeng's finger completely suppressed the dark power in the black qi.

But such a trace of dark power is like a steel wire, no matter how twisted and washed by the purification technique, it cannot be destroyed.

If this fundamental black qi is not eliminated, the dark ghost will not be considered to be truly dead.

This immortality does have some roots.

Wang Zifeng was not persistent, and flicked his fingers to knock the black gas away.

At this time, he realized that everyone else was looking at him with an alien look, except for Sima Ru.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Zifeng asked.

"Wang Zifeng, are you really from the earth?" Tang Fangyuan stared at Wang Zifeng.