Pang Feng's fireball technique was successful, and seeing that this white-faced man was about to be burned to ashes, when he was forced to be a scoundrel, his figure immediately turned into a wisp of black smoke, and he was scurrying around in the ghost raising jar.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Pang Feng's mouth, and with a pinch of the magic trick in his hand, the paper talisman attached to the outside of the ghost raising jar burned again.

In the darkness, a bolt of lightning slashed down in the air, and the dark sky seemed to crack open from the middle, and the power of this lightning almost destroyed the realm created by this ghost breeding jar.

The thing that the Yin God fears the most is thunder and lightning, and Pang Feng's ability to cast the lightning charm is the ability to press the bottom of the box.

A lightning bolt fell from the sky, directly slashing the wisp of darkness, and a terrible scream sounded, and the white-faced man had nothing to hide, and immediately appeared, his mouth full of blood, and his face was like gold paper:

"The immortal spares my life, the immortal spares my life! I am a ghost creature who has survived for more than 500 years, and the immortal spares my life, and I will definitely be rewarded!" The white-faced man knelt down and said, he had completely lost his ability to fight, and the Yin God was in a state where he could collapse at any time.

At this moment, Pang Feng wanted to kill him as easily as crushing an ant.

Pang Feng snorted coldly, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, today he can be said to have taken a great risk, and in the end, the matter can be resolved satisfactorily, and he can control the ghost thing in front of him, he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Little ghost, you dare to plot against me! I think you are looking for death! Also, you have been surviving by absorbing the yin qi of people in the yang world all these years, it can be said that it hurts the heavens and harms you to the extreme, how can you let me spare you?" Pang Feng said loudly.

Obviously, the fundamental purpose of this ghost thing to control Huang Xiumei and Wang Ying is to absorb the yin qi from them.

As for the so-called bliss that Huang Xiumei and Wang Ying usually enjoy, they are all kinds of illusions that appear in the spirit, in such spiritual illusions, women and men have intense stories, and the two sides linger and sympathize, and finally reach the so-called bliss.

In this process, unconsciously this ghost thing controlled the other party, so that Huang Xiumei had been closed for so many years, and the whole person was addicted to this abnormal spiritual world.

After catching the ghost, everything is clear, and the problem now is the aftermath.

Pang Feng didn't want to keep the ghost thing in front of him, because since this guy has survived for five hundred years, he must not know how many conspiracies and tricks, and the ghost thing is the most evil and cruel.

Pang Feng had murderous intent in his heart, and he slowly paced closer to the white-faced man.

"You ghost, you claim to have more than 500 years of Taoism, it's really amazing! No wonder you are so bold and reckless, you even dare to attack a cultivator like me. And your Taoism is indeed not shallow, especially psychedelics, even I have fallen for your Taoism.

You are so capable, it's a pity to stay by my side, I advise you to fall into reincarnation, maybe you can be reincarnated in the future and reborn again!" Pang Feng said word by word.

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent warning suddenly appeared in his heart.

This warning made Pang Feng feel that the hairs on his body stood up.

Dangerous, extremely dangerous!

Sensing the danger, Pang Feng did not hesitate, he quickly retreated, behind him, one left and one right, Huang Xiumei and Wang Ying leaned over at some point.

When Pang Feng saw this scene, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded!

Especially when he saw the white-faced man, holding a strange rune in his hand, seeing this rune, Pang Feng had a feeling that his soul was about to collapse.

"Haha......" The white-faced man laughed and said, "I know, I know that you cultivators can't tolerate my existence." In that case, don't even think about getting out alive today, give me all my death!"

The white-faced man raised the rune in his hand, Pang Feng gritted his teeth, grabbed Huang Xiumei and Wang Ying left and right, and the divine thoughts in his mind were urged to the extreme, and he shouted: "Qingshi Pixiu!"

He finally understood what this white-faced man was going to do, the rune he was holding in his hand was a rune of destruction, and its function was to destroy the ghost cultivation jar.

Now Pang Feng appeared in the ghost raising jar in the state of the yin god, and if the ghost raising jar was destroyed, Pang Feng would definitely have no way to live.

Pang Feng really didn't expect this guy to have such a ruthless move to press the bottom of the box in the end.

It was too late, Pang Feng could only rely on the only reliance on "Qingshi Pixiu", he and Qingshi Pixiu had already achieved a heart-to-heart connection, he transferred all his consciousness to Qingshi Pixiu's body, I don't know if he can escape.

"Roar!"

Pang Feng heard a wild roar in his mind, and this loud roar made the shadows of two Pixiu appear in Pang Feng's mind.

Qingshi Pixiu appeared, Pang Feng saw the world in front of him collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the two women she was holding left and back, Huang Xiumei and Wang Ying, directly dissolved and directly integrated into Pang Feng's soul.

And Pang Feng felt a huge pressure suddenly, and the next moment, he only felt that his eyes were dark.

When he saw what was happening again, he found himself in the orange grove.

"Soul Homecoming!"

The soul was integrated into the body, Pang Feng felt an unprecedented sense of steadiness, at this moment, he found that his body was completely soaked, he was frightened, and he almost died just now!

He fixed his mind, looked at the ghost raising jar again, and found that cracks began to appear on the ghost raising jar, and the quaint runes on it were destroyed one by one.

If this destruction continues, this ghost breeding jar will be completely destroyed.

"I can't let this dog die so cheaply!" Pang Feng gritted his teeth, flipped his hand, and there was an extra paper talisman in his hand!

"Seal it for me!"

The paper rune flew out and stuck it on the ghost raising jar, and a golden rune jumped out on the top of the paper rune, and then countless runes jumped out, and all the runes formed a big "seal" in the air.

The word "seal" appeared, and the entire ghost raising jar was shrouded in a golden light, turning into an illusory thing, as soon as Pang Feng stretched out his hand, the picture was directly frozen, and the paper talisman began to burn, and the paper talisman after burning became a photo-like thing.

A photo, there is a picture in the photo, that picture is the ghost raising jar that is on the verge of destruction, and on the ghost raising jar, a golden "seal" is clearly visible.

Pang Feng took this photo and looked at it carefully over and over again, this was the first time he had used a seal talisman.

"This thing is a bit magical, a thing, turned into a photo to seal, when the time is ripe, you can turn the photo into a real thing, can make a seal, I can barely master some immortal methods!"