Chapter 112: The Ancient Ghost Flute

"What is this?" Grandma Snake's face changed drastically, as if she had thought of something terrifying. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Reversing the day, ten thousand ghosts devour their hearts, this is the Demon Witch Sect's anti-witch magic weapon 'Ancient Ghost Flute'. Bai Wuji smiled bitterly, with a hint of despair in his eyes: "I didn't expect the young witch master to take it out of the southwest, no wonder the five families joined forces to stop him." ā€

Hearing what Bai Wuji said, Grandma Snake's whole body began to tremble.

"This ancient ghost flute is very powerful?" Chen Fan still sat on the rattan chair, leisurely and unmoving.

It was his calm and calm appearance that made everyone settle down a little.

Bai Wuji didn't have time to answer, and when he saw the ghosts coming with their teeth and claws, he quickly grabbed out a handful of talismans and threw them in all directions. The yellow paper talisman was fixed in mid-air and did not fall, and the blood-red cinnabar bloomed with a scorching light.

"Eight Gate Divine Fire Array!"

Bai Wuji stomped his feet violently, raised his mana to the extreme, and shouted angrily.

"Crackling. ā€

These eight pieces of rune paper spontaneously combusted out of thin air, and they burned clean in a whoosh, turning into eight pillars of fire nearly two meters long. The flames rose and burned fiercely, protecting everyone in a small space. Every time those fierce and evil yin ghosts roared and hit the pillar of fire, they would let out a terrible scream, and the whole body that was burned shrank a lot, and at worst, they were wiped out on the spot.

"Whew. ā€

After casting the spell, Bai Wuji was sweating profusely and sat on the ground, if it weren't for Master Cui's two apprentices holding him up, he probably would have laid down on the spot.

"Bai Wuji, you are indeed very good at forming a talisman formation, and you are worthy of being one of the best warcists among the six major magic families in the southwest. ā€

Beyond the pillar of fire, the ethereal voice of the young witch master sounded.

His voice swished in front and behind him, as if coming from all directions. And the surroundings have changed from day to night, only the yin ghosts are roaring, and he can't see his figure clearly at all.

"It's a pity that your Eight Divine Fire Arrays are only supported by talismans, not real cultivators who attract the power of heaven and earth to form an array. I don't know how long you can hold it up? Is it three minutes, or five minutes? Hahahaha, when the time comes, as soon as your formation is broken, you will have to taste the fear of my ten thousand ghosts!"

The young witch lord laughed, full of smugness.

Surrounded by flying ghosts, outside is the darkness that can't be seen, and around you are eight pillars of fire that are gradually shortening. It was as if everyone had fallen from heaven to hell in an instant, and their hearts trembled.

Yu Wenjing grabbed Chen Fan's shoulders tightly, only there was a trace of warmth, so that she could barely faint from being frightened.

Bai Wuji wiped a handful of sweat, stood up and said:

"Master Chen, what he said is right, my Eight Divine Fire Array can't last long. Let's think about how to rush out, as long as we get out of this ghost, he can't do anything about us. ā€

"Oh. Chen Fan didn't care, but asked with interest, "What is the ancient ghost flute you just said?"

Everyone was stunned.

When has this been, and you still care about this kind of thing?

Bai Wuji was the master of one side after all, and he forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and hurriedly explained:

"The Ancient Ghost Flute is one of the three major town magic weapons of the Ghost Witch Sect, it is said to be the first witch master of the Ghost Witch Sect hundreds of years ago, taken from the rib of the body of an almost cultivated ghost fairy in the ancient tomb, and has been blessed and cultivated by countless generations of real people. ā€

"There are usually hundreds of evil ghosts in this ghost flute, and once it is blown, it can pull a radius of tens of meters into the ghost flute. The Young Witch Master once relied on this magic weapon to forcibly trap a Transformation Realm Grandmaster for half an hour, and then left. Even legend has it that if a real person with powerful mana blows the ghost flute in an ancient battlefield or something, he can summon ten thousand ghosts into a formation. ā€

"Three hundred years ago, when the Qing army entered Sichuan, the ghost witch master of that generation once played the ghost flute in Xudu, attracting thousands of ghosts and devouring thousands of Qing soldiers in one fell swoop. At that time, Prince Su Haoge invited the three tantric masters to join forces to break the ghost array. Bai Wuji gasped and said, "I think that this young witch master's mana has not yet reached that level, and at most he can control the hundred ghosts in the ghost flute." As long as we rush out of the ghost, his ghost flute will be invalid. ā€

"Hehe, Bai Wuji, you really know our ghost witch cult very well, but it's a pity that you want to get out of the ghost and the ghost, you are just a fool's dream. "The young witch lord is the way of the Yin Test.

"Really?"

Chen Fan chuckled lightly and waved his right hand again, summoning the Yin Evil Bone Whip.

I saw a white bone whip as white as a chain in the void swept violently into the air, and this time the Yin Snake mark in the bone whip became more and more distinct. As a yin snake that has been entrenched in the deep pool for hundreds of years and has been cultivated into the mystery, it is enough to devour evil ghosts alive and tear apart the soul.

Sure enough, as soon as this bone whip came out, the ghosts in the sky screamed miserably and hid in all directions, and some of them were swallowed by the remnants of the Yin Snake.

Even the black curtain of the sky was cut out with a whip, and wisps of white light fell, just like the sunlight in the gap of dark clouds, and the courtyard was no longer dark and could not see five fingers, at least you could see things clearly.

"Your magic weapon actually has the ability to devour souls?"

The young witch lord screamed, his eyes full of incredulity.

Everyone looked fixedly, and at this time, by the sunlight, they could already see that he was hiding in a corner of the courtyard, holding a slightly curved white bone flute with a vast atmosphere in his hand.

It is indeed very similar to a human rib, but this rib is as pure as jade, and people did not expect that there are hundreds of evil spirits hidden in it.

"I said, your spell is just a small way. If I want, I don't even need to move my hands to crush you to death. ā€

Chen Fan recalled the bone whip and still sat there, not moving.

"Again, if you come over and kowtow to death now, I can leave a few seedlings for your Ghost Witch Sect. If you are still obsessed, then don't blame me for destroying you. ā€

When the young witch master heard this, his eyes were about to pop out, and they were full of bloodshots.

He crisscrossed the southwest and was respected by one religion. When had you ever suffered such humiliation? The slightest thought of escaping was left behind. I saw the young witch master violently turn the bone flute upside down and insert it into his chest.

The bone flute was a man's rib, one end so sharp that it was like a dagger, and it could easily cut open his chest.

I saw a large area of blood pouring into the bone flute, and the bone flute like mutton fat jade actually sucked the blood into it strangely, blooming a faint red glow.

"Blood sacrifices?"

Chen Fan smiled dumbly.

This method is only some ancient spells that are still preserved in some very backward primordial planets, and because after it is used, the vitality of the monk will be greatly damaged, and it has long been eliminated by the immortal cultivation world.

"Yes, I will kill you today!"

The young witch master laughed miserably, and his face became more and more gray.

If he uses this method, even if he kills Chen Fan and the others, he will be at least ten years backwards. It can be described as a lose-lose means.

Bai Wuji and the others all changed their faces greatly, they didn't expect the young witch master to be so strong. Grandma Snake screamed: "Master Chen, you take Xiao Jing away first, we are here to stop him." ā€

Bai Wuji was bloody, but at this time, he could only laugh and say, "Master Chen, since this guy is desperate, let's retreat for the time being." ā€

"It's late!"

The young witch lord smiled maniacally.

I saw that after absorbing his essence blood, the fierce ghosts in the sky all grew up out of thin air, and each of them was not inferior to the 'adult old ghosts' in Master Wu's ghost raising jar at that time.

On that day, Chen Fan destroyed the ghost raising jar with a demon exorcism god thunder, but there were hundreds of evil ghosts in a radius of tens of meters, did Chen Fan have the ability to release hundreds of demon exorcism god thunder?

Sure enough, those demons who had grown in strength were no longer afraid of the flames and bone whips, and rushed up and slammed into the pillar of fire.

"Boom... Boom.... Boom!"

With each impact, the pillar of fire fell out of thin air, and the light of the fire became dimmer and dimmer. The Flame Rune Array, which could have lasted three or five minutes, now seemed to be afraid that it would not be able to hold out for even half a minute.

"Master Chen?"

Bai Wuji looked at Chen Fan in despair.

Not only him, but even Grandma Snake, Master Cui's apprentice, and Yu Wenjing all looked at him.

At this time, everyone was helpless and could only count on this master who had repeatedly performed miracles.

"Hahaha, he is a true cultivator and a transformation realm master, and he also has to shed a layer of skin in my evil ghost killing array. The young witch lord laughed proudly, coughing up blood while laughing, but he didn't care at all, obviously hating Chen Fan. "Just wait for these ten thousand demons to eat your hearts, and I will tear you all to pieces and feed them to the demons piece by piece. ā€

When everyone heard this, their hearts fell to the bottom.

Although Master Chen was powerful, he was too young to look like a true cultivator or a Transformation Realm Grandmaster.

Only Yu Wenjing stared at this young man who had always been calm and calm, and suddenly calmed down.

If I can die with him, I will be devoured by ten thousand demons, and I am willing. ’

At this time, Chen Fan finally moved.

"Stubborn. ā€

He shook his head, and under everyone's desperate gaze, he slowly stood up, looked up at the young witch master and said, "Since you are looking for death yourself, don't blame me." ā€

"Do you dare to look me in the eye?"

"Why don't you dare?" the young witch master smiled contemptuously.

But soon, his smile froze on his face, and his eyes were full of incredulity. In his gaze, two golden flames gradually ignited in Chen Fan's pupils.

At first, the flame was only the size of a needle, but it grew rapidly, burned fiercely, and finally swept through the Eight Desolations, devouring the heavens and the earth.

I glanced.

Burn the sky!

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