What appeared in front of Zhong Yuanying at this time was an army of Yin Spirits led by thirty-five ghost kings.

In just one day, ten Yuan Infant Ghost Kings appeared here, suppressing the morale of the human monks that had just been raised because of Wang Qingmin's arrival.

Together with Wang Qingmin, there were a total of twenty-four Yuanying Monks, and at this time, except for Wang Qingmin, everyone else looked frightened, and their eyes widened one by one, looking at the scene in front of them that was almost unbelievable.

Wang Qingmin knew in his heart that this must be the news that he had come here had been spread, and the Yin Soul must have deployed ten Yuan Infant Ghost Kings from other places to increase the number of Yuan Infant Ghost Kings here to thirty-five.

In the face of such a powerful Yin Spirit, Wang Qingmin didn't feel terrible at this time, and the hot current that made his heart surging rushed out of his chest and instantly flowed all over his body.

The opportunity has finally arrived.

In the face of his arrival, the Yin Soul chose to send more manpower, instead of retreating, as long as he can give himself a chance to shoot, he will have a chance to upgrade, once he is promoted to level 42, with the enhanced skeleton technique, none of these Yuan Infant Ghost Kings can escape.

One of the features of the Enhanced Skeleton is that it can teleport and attack, which is a unique ability of the Transformation Period. And the enhanced skeleton is teleported infinitely, if these primordial infant ghost kings really wait until they reach the forty-second level, then their death period will also come.

Wang Qingmin was silent and stood quietly behind everyone.

At this time, no one asked him not to fight.

The powerful power of the ghost king on the other side was no longer something that their twenty or so Yuan Infant Cultivators could resist at all. A sad feeling rose from the hearts of these infant monks, could it be that the human race was really going to perish?

"It's not okay to go on like this, these Yuanying Monks are the cornerstone of the human race, once they lose their motivation and confidence, this human race is truly finished." Wang Qingmin thought to himself and slowly walked forward.

Although the monks, who were immersed in sadness and shock, were a little unstable, Wang Qingmin's actions quickly attracted their attention.

But then Wang Qingmin's performance made their jaws drop even more, even more shocking than the thirty-five ghost kings they had just seen.

Wang Qingmin walked out of the crowd, and his figure suddenly rose into the air, turning into a streamer and rushing out of the human array.

"Ahh Wang Daoyou! ”

"Come back soon!"

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The Yuanying monks below immediately used their divine sense to transmit the sound, but Wang Qingmin didn't care about it at all.

He had now reached level thirty-nine, and he had the ultimate attack skill of the Taoist, the Nether Fire Spell. In addition, he got the most suitable weapon for himself, the Infinite Fan, and his strength was more than doubled. In addition, the divine beast has also reached the seventh level, and Wang Qingmin is really looking forward to a big battle with the other party now.

For the Yuan Infant Ghost King, I have tried the limit myself before, so let myself experience it again now.

Wang Qingmin ignored the call of the human primordial monks behind him, since he fought with the Yin Spirit, how many times did he face the Yin Soul army alone, how many times was he surrounded by several enemies of the same level, but with the super skills and medicines of his legendary world Daoist, he broke through and killed a large number of enemies.

It's the same now, as a Taoist priest in the legendary world, if you are afraid, afraid, and hidden, you will never want to increase your strength in the future.

Seeing that Wang Qingmin was bent on fighting with the thirty-five Yuan Infant Ghost Kings opposite, Kong Tian and the others below were so anxious that they wanted to jump to their feet. It's not that they don't want to go out, but they're afraid that they and the others will be served by the Yin Ghost King, and then the human race will really be finished.

Two figures flashed out of the crowd and chased after Wang Qingmin.

These two people are Yuanying monks who were rescued by Wang Qingmin, although they are extremely unsupportive of Wang Qingmin's death, but the other party is their own life-saving benefactor, and it is impossible to let it go.

"Go back, I'll be the only one here." Wang Qingmin's divine sense said to the two of them.

"What, you're kidding! You don't know the strength of these ghost kings on the other side, each of them is not weaker than us, you are just sending you to death like this! The monk said almost with a roar.

Wang Qingmin, a young human infant monk, was once regarded by them as the hope of mankind, how could he be allowed to die here recklessly like this, the two infant monks had already made up their minds, even if they died, they couldn't let Wang Qingmin do anything here.

The two not only did not retreat, but chased after Wang Qingmin at a faster speed.

Looking at the two people chasing after him, Wang Qingmin sighed helplessly, waved out his right hand, and blessed them with the Divine Battle Armor Technique and the Ghost Shield.

Then Wang Qingmin waved his hand again, summoned his divine beast over, and added defense to himself by the way.

Several people finally converged, three people and one beast, facing the thirty-five Yuan Infant Ghost Kings.

The human monks of the city all watched here, praying for the blessings of the three primordial monks who fought against the Yin Spirit.

"Roar!" One of the thirty-five ghost kings on the opposite side roared, and the endless Yin Spirits behind him began to retreat.

Gradually, only the Infant Monk remained in the air. Those low-level beings all left the battlefield, avoiding the range of the two sides.

"You two be careful for a while, don't worry about me, they can't help me." Wang Qingmin said to the two people next to him with his divine sense.

Such words only attracted the two of them to pout.

"Roar" The Yin Ghost King on the opposite side roared again, and thirty-five Ghost Kings scattered and rushed up.

It seems that they have studied Wang Qingmin's spells a lot, and they did not get together and rush forward.

The two Yuanying monks behind Wang Qingmin also shouted and rushed towards the opposite side.

But to their surprise, only two Yuanying Ghost Kings were separated from the opposite side, blocking them aside, and the other thirty-three ghost kings rushed straight towards Wang Qingmin, forming a circular encirclement, trapping one person and one beast inside.

"It's not good, Wang Daoyou is dangerous!" The two Yuanying monks in the air were in a hurry, and they all wanted to get closer to Wang Qingmin again, but they were defended to death by the ghost king opposite. The two Yuanying monks couldn't stop regretting why they rushed forward, they originally wanted to help Wang Qingmin attract firepower, but they were used by the other party to separate themselves.

This time, the other party seemed to have made up his mind to kill Wang Qingmin and the demon beast here, so he didn't care about the other monks at all. It is believed that if Kong Tian and the others also appeared in the sky at this time, then the Yin Spirit would only send a corresponding ghost king to stop them until Wang Qingmin was removed and killed.

"Roar!" With the roar of the ghost king, who was clearly the leader, the battle between the two sides finally began.

Thirty-three ghost kings turned into thirty-three jet-black streamers and attacked Wang Qingmin. Both sides were observing with their divine senses, coupled with the reaction speed and mana of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, the battle instantly entered a white heat.

Wang Qingmin's figure has been revolving around the divine beast, and the healing techniques in his hands are non-stop, recovering the blood volume for the divine beast.

I have to say that the huge body of the divine beast is indeed a very good shield, eighty percent of the attacks were blocked by it, and only twenty percent of the attacks were flashed by Wang Qingmin.

The Kong Tian and the others below have become numb, and I believe that they have not been shocked as much in their lives as they are today.

Now there is a scene unfolding in front of them, which they can't even think about.

Wang Qingmin was actually surrounded by thirty-three Yuanying Ghost Kings alone, although he defended more and attacked less, it could be said that there was no attack, but such a scene was beyond their imagination.

The battle continued, in just a few minutes, the two sides carried out tens of thousands of attacks and defenses, and the attack speed of the Yuan Infant Stage was too fast, and the Jindan monks below had to use all their strength to see clearly.

A few minutes later, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of Wang Qingmin, who was dodging, and he was ready to make a move.

If he continues to suffer for such a long time, sooner or later there will be a time of negligence, and once there is an accident, he can't afford it.

Seeing the opportunity, Wang Qingmin's figure crashed into the three black mangs that attacked him.

"Boom!" The black mang that attacked him produced a huge explosion of spiritual power. Wang Qingmin gritted his teeth and drank a few bottles of powerful sun water with his divine sense.

With a wave of his hand, a bright white light cluster emanated from his hand, and Wang Qingmin only felt that a wave of energy flew out of the Infinite Fan in his hand at the same time, joining his attack. "Bell!" An earth-shattering loud bang came, and the bright white light struck a ghost king, knocking it into a roar instantly.

The Taoist skill "Nether Fire Spell" appeared in this world for the first time.

This loud bang fixed the ghost king in the air, his body seemed to be surrounded by boundless thunder and fire, and the air around him was distorted.

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