"I'm tired, if anything happens in the future, come to the hotel to find me!"

Destroying Sakai and harvesting the magic sword, Qin Lin consumed a lot of soul energy, and he needed time to ease up, and he also needed to completely refine the thousands of evil ghosts and fierce souls in the Nether Banner as soon as possible, otherwise it would damage the origin of the spirit weapon, and then Qin Lin returned to the hotel.

Mao Xiaofang said secretly: "Alas, what does he want to do?"

Yang Feiyun noticed the change in Mao Xiaofang's expression, and hurriedly asked, "Master Mao, where does this Qin brother come from?"

In the past few days, Mao Xiaofang has gradually regarded Yang Feiyun as his confidant, friend, and wanted to tell him about Qin Lin, but after thinking about it, once he told Yang Feiyun about it, it might be unfavorable to Yang Feiyun, so he had to say: "I don't know Qin Lin's origin, anyway, his strength is strong, far beyond my reach!"

Yang Feiyun was even more shocked in his heart, Qin Lin's strength was clear to him just now, but he only thought that Qin Lin's strength was not much different from Mao Xiaofang's, even if it was strong, it would not be strong there.

But now that he learned that Qin Lin's strength was far more powerful than Mao Xiaofang, Yang Feiyun became more and more jealous of Qin Lin in his heart, and he wanted to get rid of Qin Lin even more.

"This Mao Xiaofang is righteous and awe-inspiring, maybe he can make some articles on him. ”

Yang Feiyun casually found an excuse and invited Mao Xiaofang to his home.

After the two talked, Mao Xiaofang admired Yang Feiyun's mind even more.

Mingyue was at the head, friends were looking for money, but Yang Feiyun was worried, Mao Xiaofang asked, "Why is Feiyun sad?"

Yang Feiyun sighed: "Alas, Master Mao, you also know that you are proficient in iron plate divine calculations, astrology and divination, and recently I calculated that there will be a catastrophe in our land of China." ”

"Calamity!~"

Mao Xiaofang was shocked.

"What kind of calamity is it?"

Yang Feiyun looked at Mao Xiaofang's reaction and smiled in his heart, but his face was still sad.

"My cultivation was too low to figure out the exact time, place, and event. ”

"Alas!~"

With a long sigh, Yang Feiyun picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all.

Mao Xiaofang said: "Feiyun, don't worry too much, do your best, just listen to the destiny of heaven." ”

"No, God let me learn ironclad arithmetic, that is, I want to make more contributions to the children of China, I calculate that the country is in calamity, if I don't fight hard, I really can't pass the hurdle in my heart!"

Looking at Yang Feiyun's righteous thin clouds, Mao Xiaofang admired it even more: "Feiyun, I admire you more and more." ”

Yang Feiyun knew that the time had come.

"Master Mao, do you have any spells that can quickly improve a person's cultivation?"

"Do you want to ......"

Yang Feiyun hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I think if you improve your cultivation, maybe you can calculate what the specific calamity is?"

"I see!"

Mao Xiaofang had completely believed in Yang Feiyun at this time, and he did not doubt him.

"My Maoshan sect has a spell called the Psychic Method, although it can stimulate one's potential and quickly improve one's cultivation, but it will cost two years!"

Yang Feiyun stood up, looking compassionate and compassionate, sacrificing his life for righteousness, and said loudly: "For the sake of the common people in the world, what is it to lose two years of life!"

Mao Xiaofang praised: "Feiyun, you are so benevolent and righteous, I really admire it, since you are so resolute, I am not a mother-in-law." ”

......

In the hotel, Qin Lin sat cross-legged, the Netherworld Banner was erected in front of him, the magic seal in his hand was constantly forming out, and the energy was constantly entering into it.

"Refining!~"

The fierce souls that were sucked into the Nether Flag, how could the evil ghosts let Qin Lin refine them, and naturally rose up to resist.

A huge amount of sinister aura condensed out, trying to break through the shackles of the Nether Flag.

Unfortunately, they did it in vain.

How could the Nether Banner be a high-grade spiritual weapon that could be broken through so easily, not to mention that it was controlled by Qin Lin, not to mention these evil ghosts, even if the Ghost King was sealed in it, he would not want to escape.

"Dare to resist, okay, today Lao Tzu wants you to taste what hell is!"

For these devils who killed people without blinking an eye before their deaths, Qin Lin naturally would not be soft, and his palms continued to inject mana into them.

The Nether Banner also trembled all over its body, and an unusually strong violence spread out of it, if it was an ordinary monk, he would have been affected by this aura and turned into a murderous maniac. However, it is a pity that Qin Lin is a zombie, and this negative emotion cannot affect Qin Lin's mind in the slightest.

"Carving insect skills!"

"Often like an empty box, always like a deep valley, the empty box can be stored, and the deep valley can hold water!"

"Huh!"

Qin Lin used the "Devouring Technique" to hit the Netherworld Banner, and the Nether Banner refined the fierce soul, and the speed of the ghost was greatly accelerated.

However, after a while, there were less than a hundred military spirits left in the Nether Banner, and there were evil ghosts.

Most of the yin qi, evil qi, and resentment qi that had been refined had been absorbed by the Nether Banner, and the three-foot black banner had become more subtle, terrifying, and the essence of the banner body was surging.

And some of the energy is stored by the Nether Banner.

"Hoo ......"

Finally refining all the powerful ghost army souls, Qin Lin had already consumed excessive soul energy, so Qin Lin's primordial spirit was even more tired.

However, looking at the Nether Banner with greatly increased strength, Qin Lin didn't feel tired anymore.

At this time, the Netherworld Banner can release thousands of evil spirits with a casual flicker, and it can even use the evil ghosts and evil spirits in it to affect people's minds.

"Whew!"

Take back the Nether Flag, now that it has just refined so much energy, the Nether Banner needs to be stored well, and for a while, it can no longer be used.

Qin Lin's mind moved, and he took out the magic knife from the system space, stroking the blade of the magic knife, Qin Lin felt the scene like a sea of corpses and blood, and the corpse qi in his body also became excited.

"It is worthy of being a magic knife that absorbs the evil qi of thousands of military souls, it is really extraordinary, if it can be used to refine it with the strange treasure materials of the cultivation realm in the future, its power is unimaginable. ”

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for refining thousands of evil ghost military souls, and the Nether Banner has been upgraded by 85%. ”

"Ding Dong, the host kills the ghost Sakai and obtains the magic knife technique - a slash against the wind!"

"Ding Dong, do you want to learn - a slash?!"

The corners of Qin Lin's mouth raised slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Study!"

......

Not far from Hong Kong Island, in the mainland, there is a remote and gloomy place, where for hundreds of years, there is no grass, and for decades there is no one inhabited, only a lonely ancient castle stands.

I don't know when there was a legend of vampires circulating in this area, but many people don't believe it.

But many old men always tell their descendants to stay away from the castle.

Because of the legend of vampires, future generations should not go near the castle.

Yang Feiyun came to the outside of the ancient castle, noticed the extremely heavy yin environment, and muttered: "Qin Lin, although you are powerful, after all, you are cultivating Chinese spells, I see how you deal with this Western zombie!"