The two Jindan masters trapped Qi Ji at the same time, even if Qi Ji practiced the Space Hongqiao, it was difficult to dissolve, and the whole person was frozen in mid-air.

The vase Necronomicon reversed the vase and sucked the Wheel Ghost King into the bottle. And the baguette Necronomicon held a short stick high and smashed it down on the top of Qi Ji's head.

And Qi Ji's body was imprisoned, and he couldn't move at all except for his spiritual sense. In desperation, Qi Ji had no choice but to roar the lion of the Buddha's Gate, simply roaring with the innate spirit.

In Qi Ji's eyebrows, in the sea of Lingtai knowledge, layers of ripples suddenly erupted. The lion's roar emitted by the innate spirit has no sound, it is just a simple spiritual attack.

The cry from the soul in this life suddenly shook the souls around him, and even more so, he was directly dispersed.

It's just that the strength of this baguette is too strong, and although it was affected by this lion's roar, it was only trembling. The magic stick in his hand did not hesitate at all, and still smashed towards the top of Qi Ji's head.

The thousands of spirits around Qi Ji also felt a sense of crisis, and immediately recited the scriptures aloud. For a time, the Sanskrit sound was faint, and the Zen singing was bursting, and there was a great feeling of generosity.

At this time, the black short stick of the magic baguette necromancy fell, and the spirit body swarmed up, and even used the spirit body to resist the magic weapon short stick.

For a moment, the spirit body was crushed by the baguette, like foam, and shattered in an instant, without even making a sound.

Seeing that the spirit body went to die generously, Qi Ji couldn't help but feel like a knife, and he was angry. It's only hateful that the body can't move, and it can't resist at all, so it can only watch the baguette fall.

I saw that the magic stick was getting closer and closer to Qi Ji's Heavenly Spirit Gai, and Qi Ji also felt the breath of death at this time.

At this critical moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded, "Thief dare!"

When this sound fell, Qi Ji suddenly felt that his whole body was light, and the shackles of the surrounding space were untied. Qi Ji was secretly happy in his heart, "The reinforcements have finally arrived!"

Qi Ji was no longer restricted by the shackles of space, and immediately turned around, wanting to dodge this stick. But the baguette Necromantic Kou, but the Jindan realm, he saw Qi Ji dodging, and immediately changed his moves. turned into a sweep, and swept towards Qi Ji's ear.

This move is extremely fast, and it is too late for Qi Ji to hide.

At this moment, a wooden staff suddenly appeared next to Qi Ji's ear and stopped the baguette.

Qi Ji raised his eyes and saw that it was the unhappy person who had come belatedly.

In fact, the speed of the unhappy people is not too slow, but the speed of this Qi Ji is too fast. The unhappy people know in their hearts that this necromancy is rampant in Changming Mountain, and there must be a master of Jindan. Although he could use the laws of space to come quickly, he was unwilling to consume his true power. After all, when you get to Baichuan Beach, it's a big battle.

And Qi Ji ran the Jinpeng body method to the extreme, the speed was extremely fast, and after arriving at Baichuan Beach, it was convenient for the Necromantic Kou to fight, and it was just a cup of tea.

The wooden staff of the unhappy scattered people blocked the short stick of the baguette necromancy, and then picked it up, forcing the baguette necromancy to retreat, and then looked at Qi Ji and asked with concern: "Gongzi Qi, are you okay?"

Qi Ji scolded secretly in his heart, "You look at me like this, do you seem to be fine?"

However, if he was not happy to come to the rescue, Qi Ji could not reprimand him. Qi Ji gasped and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just that it's too much, I'll leave the rest to you, I'll go rest first." ”

Bule Sanren nodded slightly, and didn't bother with Qi Ji anymore, but looked at the baguette Necromantic Kou intently.

The arrival of the unhappy people also greatly reduced the pressure on Wu Ming. He immediately soared into the sky, controlled the True Power Serpent, and wrapped itself around the Avari.

Now it is Jin Dan against Jin Dan, although Wu Ming's strength is slightly weaker, he can also contain the treasure bottle necromancy. As long as the others arrive, this group of necromantic cowards will never be able to run away again.

Qi Ji breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and looked left and right, the unjust souls that were still flying in the sky. There are also those necromancyrs in the realm of zǐ mansion.

Qi Ji immediately recited the scriptures of "The Great Dharani Pure Light", and countless unjust souls were quickly purified by Qi Ji under the pure light.

Qi Ji followed the Pudu Divine Light, and his whole body was shining with golden light, like a huge net, enveloping the purified spirit body, guarding this Qi Ji together, and reciting the scriptures.

For a time, the number of unjust souls flying in the sky decreased rapidly, and they were constantly purified by Qi Ji and became a pure spirit under Qi Ji's command.

At this time, the people who came immediately after the unhappy people finally arrived. Thousands of monks joined the warbands and fought with the necromancy.

With this team of men and horses in the Valley of the Yin Wind, although it will not completely wipe out the Necromancy, it can completely contain them.

I saw that in the middle of the Baichuan Beach, the black light of the necromantic Kou flickered, and the dead air was vertical and horizontal. The monks of the Flying Snake Valley and the Yin Wind Valley are wielding various magic weapons and spiritual weapons, and the sky is full of colorful streamers, and the killing intent is infinite.

The belated fire clouds are also dancing red silk, and the flames are flying, and they are also in charge.

And the Necromantic Kou was originally a ghost who survived with a special secret method, and after being dispersed by many monks, the rune bandages all over his body were scattered, and hundreds of ghosts rushed out.

Qi Ji sat peacefully beside him, his whole body was intertwined with the pure light of purity and Pudu's divine light, and his body was golden and white, dazzling. Everywhere he passed, all the unjust ghosts were transformed into pure spirits, kneeling beside Qi Ji reverently, and constantly reciting Buddhist scriptures.

As the ghosts of the ghosts were constantly crossed and became the spirits beside Qi Ji, the sound of chanting scriptures became louder and louder, and there were more and more unjust souls who were purified by the crossing.

Not long after, another group of people arrived, it was Suo'an of the Liushi Sect. Suo An was actually not far from Baichuan Beach, but he was afraid of losing the strength of the sect, so he deliberately delayed.

But now is the right time. Wu Ming has been suppressed in the face of the Aquarius Necromancy, and now Suo'an has arrived, just in front of the Aquarius Necromancy.

And the disciples of the Liushi Sect were also like wolves and tigers, rushing into the battle group and slashing together with the Necromantic Kou.

Seeing more and more unjust ghosts flying out, Qi Ji almost smiled, and the innocent pure light coupled with the Pudu divine light quickly gathered this unjust ghost. And as more and more spirits were subdued, Qi Ji clearly felt the growth of the power of faith, and the extermination of the necromantic Kou seemed to be getting smoother and smoother.

And in Baichuantan, with three Jindan monks joining the battle group, Necromantic Kou was also a lost soldier. However, Qi Ji's side is not having a good time, the strength of the three sects is gathered together, although they have an advantage in numbers, the overall strength is not as good as that of Necromancer.

Moreover, the death qi of the Necromantic Kou is extremely harmful to the monks. But any trace of contamination is extremely difficult to remove, and it needs to be removed little by little with the real fire in the body.

A big battle has been fought until now, and a whole day and night have passed, and Baichuan Beach is also a river of blood. The streams that converge in Huichuan Pass are also dyed blood-red, and they also have a fishy stench of death.

And under the repeated wars, both sides have suffered a lot of losses. Bu Le Sanren, Suo An, and Wu Ming, although they are all Jindan monks. However, the strength of the three of them was obviously inferior to that of the Necromantic Kou's Jin Dan powerhouse. After fighting for a whole day and a night, he didn't kill the other party, but he was not as powerful as Qi Ji.

It's not that they are inferior to Qi Ji, but Qi Ji's Buddhism is too strong in restraining unjust ghosts. Necromantic Kou is a collection of unjust souls and ghosts, and in the face of Qi Ji's Buddhism, there is no way to parry it, so it can only be forcibly suppressed with the strength of the realm, but it is also a way to hurt the enemy by one thousand and lose eight hundred.

In the face of ordinary monks, Necromantic Kou had the advantage, and they were all dead, just to restrain this group of Dao monks.

Seeing that the time of a day and a night passed, the monks on Qi Ji's side were already sleepy and tired, and they were gradually in a weak position again. As a ghost, the Necromantic Kou does not need to rest at all, and the more monks who die, the more death qi they ingest, and the stronger their strength becomes.

Qi Ji watched the repeated battles, and his heart was also anxious. But fortunately, at the dawn of the second day, there were reinforcements who felt that they were the spirit runes of the Five Fuguan, Yan Cong of the Blood Jade Gate, and Ji Yu of Chixiangfang. The three of them, with a group of fresh troops, joined the battle group again and quickly equalized the battle.

Immediately afterwards, after another half a day, Shen Guang of the Red Tassel Fort and Du Lao Ghost of the Ghost Gate Village also came one after another. There was also a large group of loose cultivators and small sects who planned to fish in troubled waters, and they also rushed in.

For a time, the wind and clouds on Baichuan Beach changed color, the real power was vertical and horizontal, the dead were filled, the living screamed, and the dead shouted.