The soul was crushed by the exhaust fan, flew out from the back, and fell like flour like snowflakes in the sky.

Nangong Douling made a decision with both hands, rolled up the flour with the wind, and kneaded it into a fermented dough in his hands in an instant.

She held the dough, threw it high, and caught it steadily, looked at the ghost outside the circle and said, "Use this ball of flour to make some sesame rice balls, I still have almost sesame paste, so I use a stone grinder to polish the sesame seeds." ”

She conjured a stone mill beside her and asked the ghost again, "Which of you wants to come over and be a sesame?"

When the ghosts outside heard her say this, they turned around in horror and wanted to flee.

Nangong Douling raised his left foot and stepped on the ground lightly or heavily, and the circle drawn suddenly spread out along the soil, pushing up the fallen leaves and raising a ripple-like pattern.

The circle spreads faster than the ghost can escape.

They jumped over the circle and tried to jump out, their bodies just exceeded the circle by a millimeter, as if they had been hit by an electric current, and they bounced back and fell into the circle. She sneered: "Want to leave the conjuring circle I arranged? ”

The ghosts looked back at Nangong Douling with resentment, they couldn't leave this conjuring circle, and they didn't dare to get close to her, for fear that they would really turn her into sesame grains and grind them into crushed sauce in the stone mill.

Just looking at the suffering of his companions had deeply burned fear in their hearts, and they hated and feared Nangong Douling.

Nangong Douling was quite proud, the difficulty of "turning stones into golden hands" and "Ciguang Mantra" was a fight, she spent twenty-six months to successfully cultivate, and she only took fourteen months of training for "Ciguang Mantra".

Now she is handy, and it is not in vain for her hard work.

Nangong Douling looked at the flour dough in his hand, and the miserable looks of the ghosts loomed on it, and his distorted facial features bulged and sunk in the flour, as if he was sinking in the mud, struggling in pain.

She asked, "Are you willing to surrender to me? If not, I will send you directly to hell, and the punishment there is not a joke like mine, which is 10,000 times more painful than frying and roasting.

"Mage's men are merciful, we are willing to do things for you, don't toss us anymore, the feeling of being conscious is too painful! That hot pot seems to be about to shed a layer of skin on us, and you will grind and hammer and twist us later, this torture is really unbearable!"

"This is not torture compared to real hell, and since you have come to your senses, I would like to advise your companions. ”

Nangong Douling slapped the flour, the dough scattered, and countless ghosts returned to their original state, stretched their limbs, and pounced on their companions.

The ghosts bit each other, and there was chaos in front of them, and for a moment it was impossible to tell who was friend or foe.

The group of powerful ghosts who had been subdued by Nangong Douling erupted in amazing ferocity and rudeness, and ate the disobedient companions into their stomachs in one bite.

In less than a moment, these fifty or sixty powerful ghosts with bulging bellies surrounded Nangong Douling, knelt in front of her, their foreheads against the ground, and said happily and convincingly: "We have eaten our companions who refuse to obey into our stomachs, and they have to obey if they don't obey. ”

The previous ferocity was completely gone, and they were tamed like little sheep.

Nangong Douling experienced the thrill of clearing the game, and couldn't help but feel a little fluttery, and glanced at the lively moon with a proud gaze.

Yuexian bit the twig in her mouth and applauded her leisurely.

Nangong Douling said to these powerful ghosts: "My request is very simple, I need to borrow your essence to fill my sixty stem branch Zhou magic array. ”

The ghosts obeyed, and their bodies turned into clusters of light green ghost fires, like fireflies, dragging light and shadow trails into the air, separated by white talismans with golden light.

Nangong Douling's hand moved, and the formation of sixty trunk branches rotated in front of her eyes, and the white rune and the ghost fire fused together, turning into golden runes, emitting a dazzling light.

The circle is finally complete.

Nangong Douling muttered a mantra and shouted: "Break!"

The golden runes in a circle were broken from the middle, with one end as the head and the other end as the tail, like a golden dragon, speeding forward.

Nangong Douling didn't even bother to put on his shoes, and immediately ran behind the golden talisman barefoot.

The stones in the forest burned her feet, but she ignored them.

The golden rune circled around the woods, and soon found the entrance to the Ecstasy Array, where an inconspicuous gap swelled, and the golden rune was like a sharp blade, piercing into the gap, using a powerful force to pry open the Ecstasy Array.

The entrance gradually expanded.

The space in front of Nangong Douling fluctuated, and the woods spread out to both sides like a curtain, and the gap in the middle of the curtain became more and more wide, and the picture that could be seen became wider and wider.

Inside the gap, the figure of General Qinglong appeared, with a firewood knife tied to his arm, and he was dueling with General Quicksand.

The expression on General Quicksand's face was even more ferocious than those ghosts just now, his eyes were full of murder, and he was holding a big knife made of fine iron in his hand.

Jumping in front of General Qinglong like lightning, a cold light appeared, and the blade in his hand was across General Qinglong's neck.

General Qinglong hurriedly erected a firewood knife to block it, and his footsteps couldn't stop retreating, and he couldn't resist the strength of General Quicksand with all his strength.

He's a wounded man.

General Qinglong was forced to bend his knees, almost to his knees, and at the slightest relaxation, General Quicksand's broadsword would immediately cut off his head.

Nangong Douling was so anxious that he shouted: "General Qinglong!"

When Qinglong heard this, he turned his head to look at her, his expression was surprised and happy, as if as soon as he saw her, he suddenly had infinite strength.

In an instant, General Quicksand was pushed back by General Qinglong's rusty chai knife.

General Qinglong continued to fight with him with a firewood knife tied with one hand, as if a divine help, he suddenly cheered up, the two blades intersected, and the moves were as hard as they could, and each knife cut out sparks.

Nangong Douling wanted to squeeze into the gap and enter the internal space, but she just took two steps closer, and the gap quickly closed, leaving only a fist-wide distance.

Nangong Douling saw Master Qi Tian standing quietly at one end, his hands standing in front of him, trying to make the Ecstasy Array close again.

Nangong Douling also quickly made a gesture, pouring the aura in his body into the golden rune, and the golden rune spread inside like a vine, supporting the gradually narrowing gap and breaking it to both sides.

Master Qi Tian did not relax, and Nangong Douling did not make any concessions, the two confronted each other with spells, and the entrance to the gap was suddenly large and small, evenly matched, and it was impossible to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Nangong Douling felt bad, the aura in his body was rapidly weakening, and he was about to run out.

But the entrance was still too narrow for her to pass through.

The corners of Master Qitian's mouth turned up, revealing a treacherous expression, and he expected to notice that Nangong Douling's spell was weakening.

General Qinglong once again fell into a desperate situation in the battle, and the quicksand general was pressing with his sword, and General Qinglong was about to be defeated.