"Spirit Flag!"

Zhao Zhen exclaimed in surprise, with an incredible glint in his eyes.

This small black banner is the famous "Spirit Flag" of the Ghost Spirit Sect, and it also has an ancient name, called "Soul Flag".

At this moment, Zhao Zhen finally knew how the scene just now happened, those ghosts were all from the "Soul Flag", hooking the soul and asking for life, and killing if you touched it.

However, after thousands of years, not only the seal was broken, but there were also few ghosts left, and the moment the iron box was opened, all of them ran out, killing people.

Zhao Zhen was very interested in this infamous magic weapon, so he bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood into the iron box.

Blood Sacrifice!

Airplanes......

Suddenly, the iron box shattered, and the "Soul Flag" flew up in an instant under the infusion of Yuan Li, and the ghostly light was dark, and it turned into a banner with a height of the wind.

The wind is blowing.

I saw a twisted pattern embroidered on it, which was an ancient inscription, called "soul"!

Zhao Zhen grabbed the "Soul Flag" with his big hand, and shook it, boom, hula, and suddenly all the lonely souls and wild ghosts in all directions were summoned and integrated into the flag.

Even those who had just died, white shadows appeared on their corpses, flying into the flags uncontrollably.

Yes!

At the same time, a terrible scream rang out.

I saw Dong Chao, who had just escaped from the evil ghost's life, and Dong Dadart's head, suddenly stopped his steps, knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, and kept shouting.

After a few breaths, his voice gradually stopped, and he fell to the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices.

A faint white shadow flew out from its celestial spirit cover, merging into the flag.

This "Soul Flag" absorbed nearly a hundred ghosts, and immediately grew an inch taller, with a great yin qi and an evil light, and there were even ghosts flickering on the flag, sometimes turning into a hideous face.

However, now that the "Conjuring Flag" has been refined by Zhao Zhen, he will never attack him again.

"It's really terrifying, no wonder so many people were terrified in the first place!"

Zhao Zhen took a deep breath, his heart was full of horror, he felt that after the "Conjuring Flag" absorbed these ghosts, its power increased greatly.

The more ghosts you absorb, the stronger the "Conjuring Banner" will be.

If it is not absorbed restrictively, the power of the "Conjuring Flag" will reach a terrifying level, which is unimaginable.

"It is worthy of being the number one evil sect in the world, the disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect at the beginning, in order to sacrifice a soul flag, I don't know how much killing it caused. ”

The "Conjuring Flag" turned into a small black banner again, and fell into Zhao Zhen's hand, his eyes flashed: "But this banner is of great use in the treasure place of the Ghost Spirit Sect!"

He put away the "Spiriting Flag".

At this time, the little civet cat came out, his little face was flushed, he walked staggeringly, and his body exuded a strong smell of alcohol, which obviously fell into the wine jar.

"Brother, what is this, it's so delicious......" the little civet cat said with a confused look in his eyes.

She also held a jug of wine in her hand, which was stained with some dirt, a fine wine that had just been dug out of the soil.

Zhao Zhen stepped forward to hold her, then took the wine jar and smelled it, good guy, it is actually the best daughter red for decades, worth a hundred silver.

"It's wine, daughter red ......"

Zhao Zhen paused: "Children can't drink." ”

"Yue'er is a child, I'm not a ......," the little civet muttered, and immediately appeared in its original form and fell asleep.

Zhao Zhen shook his head with a smile, held her in his arms, and flew away.

The next day, the body in the Taiping Inn was discovered, which immediately shocked the entire Rock City.

However, there have been drastic changes in the Huoluo Palace, and he is too busy to take care of himself, who will notice the loss of the iron box escorted by the Longwei Dart Bureau?

Yanbo Lake, thousands of miles longitudinal and horizontal, winding and coiling, there are nine bends and eighteen bends, thirty-six holes, seventy-two peaks, the vast is like a smoke wave, so it is named.

There are dozens of large and small countries around this lake, and there are countless towns, and the people live a quiet and peaceful life by fishing near the lake.

But a big war, ruined here.

The mountains are crippling and the ground is cracking, and the sea is dry and rotten.

The water of the entire Yanbo Lake dried up, and the people around it suffered unjustified disasters, and those who died, those who fled, and their lives were ruined.

However, a large number of cultivators flocked to Yanbo Lake.

Because at the bottom of the Yanbo Lake, there is a treasure buried in the ghost spirit sect that was once the first evil sect in the world.

At this time, several months have passed, and many treasures of the Ghost Spirit Sect have been excavated and rediscovered, but countless people have also died.

There is an unimaginable danger in that treasure place.

But wealth and wealth are in danger, even so, more and more cultivators come to Yanbo Lake, and even attract people from the demon and demon races.

As long as you can get a treasure from it, it's worth the risk.

However, it is not easy to enter the treasure land of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Zhao Zhen also came to Yanbo Lake.

The little civet cat drank a few jars of daughter red, and slept for a day and a night before waking up.

Fortunately, she has cultivated into a big demon, how dare she drink like this if she is an ordinary person? It's almost like suicide, and she can't wake up if she drinks it.

"Brother, I smell a faint demonic aura. The little tanuki sniffed vigorously and spoke.

Zhao Zhen nodded, not only demonic energy, but also demonic energy.

Although Donglin is in the hands of the Terrans, there are still many demons lurking in it, trying to subvert the rule of the Terrans.

Now that the treasure of the Ghost Spirit Sect is open, these demons have appeared one after another, wanting to get a piece of the pie.

Along the way, the towns have been emptied, and they have become Jedi and dead cities.

The entire Yanbo Lake was shrouded in a strange mist, and as far as the eye could see, it was hazy, and it was impossible to see the situation clearly.

This was not an ordinary mist, but all kinds of yin and evil turbid qi mixed together, condensed and formed, and emanated from the treasure place of the Ghost Spirit Sect, in which the ghost shadow flickered, accompanied by bursts of terrible ghost crying, which was terrifying.

Therefore, how dare those ordinary people continue to stay here? They have already fled far away, otherwise it is easy for evil spirits to invade and evil spirits to demand their lives.

Not only that, but the evil qi can also resist the spirit of the cultivator.

Zhao Zhen did not rush into the Yanbo Lake, but descended on a mountain peak, sat down cross-legged, landed on the storage bag with his right hand, and took out a piece of animal skin from it.

This animal skin is the ancestral heirloom of Mr. Naqu, and it records a secret art called "prespiritualism".

Performing this technique, you can spy on the heavens in the dark, predict something, and avoid evil.

Zhao Zhen watched for a while, then put away the animal skin, then closed his eyes, made a magic seal on his chest with both hands, and began to cultivate.

He knew that the treasure of the Ghost Spirit Sect was not so easy to obtain, and it must be extremely dangerous, so he prepared to perform the "Foresoul Technique" and calculate a hexagram for himself first.

If you find something wrong, leave immediately, there is no need to be reckless.

The little tanuki stood next to him, staring vigilantly around and protecting him.

At this time, Yue'er also came out, looking at the Yanbo Lake in front of her, revealing a thoughtful expression.

An hour passed.

There was a violent fluctuation of Yuan Force on Zhao Zhen's body, and between the words, he changed a magic seal, opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes fell on the little civet cat, and found that she was full of red light.

"This is the appearance of auspicious people, not only is there no danger, but there are also some benefits. ”

Zhao Zhen immediately analyzed in his heart, nodded, and then swept his gaze, and his face was suddenly stunned and incredible.

Under the "prespirituality", he saw that Yue'er was unexpectedly lucky, and the sun was shining, which was a sign of good luck and unlimited.

"Yue'er has become a ghost cultivator and has cultivated the ghost breath method of the Ghost Spirit Sect, could it be that in this treasure place, what great adventures are waiting for her?"

Zhao Zhen instantly had some guesses in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it became.

Then he withdrew his gaze and began to investigate himself, and found that there was a black light on his body, but sometimes there was a red light in the black light.

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other!"

Zhao Zhen exclaimed.

Black is fierce, red is auspicious.

Black light and red light appear on his body at the same time, which means that he will be in great danger during this trip, but if he carries it, he will get benefits.

On the contrary, if you can't resist it, it is a dead end.

After receiving the secret technique, he stood up, looked at the treacherous misty Yanbo Lake in front of him, pondered for a while, and said, "Let's go, let's go over." ”

So he took the little civet cat and Yue'er and flew into the Yanbo Lake.

The sky was full of evil fog, drowning their figures.

Like a stone, thrown into the sea, it does not make waves.

As soon as he entered Yanbo Lake, Zhao Zhen felt that the air had become ten times heavier, as if he had entered the water, his flight was blocked, his breathing was difficult, and his speed gradually slowed down.

The same goes for civet cats.

Only Yue'er was not affected in the slightest, but seemed to be like a fish in water, very happy.

"It's so comfortable!"

She made a squeaky sound, as if she had returned to her mother's embrace, and the mist around her continued to pour into her body, causing her cultivation to improve.

"Yue'er, how did you do that?" the little civet couldn't help but ask.

"I ...... I don't know. ”

Yue'er naturally couldn't say clearly: "As soon as I came in, the ghost breath method worked uncontrollably, absorbing these mist and increasing my cultivation." ”

"Sure enough!"

Zhao Zhen's eyes flashed, and he secretly said that the calculation of the "pre-spirituality" was not wrong.

"We move on. ”

With the Yuan Force in motion, they were much more relaxed, and then continued to fly forward.

The further they went, the thicker the fog became, and they saw many ghosts that swooped up and attacked them.

But it was all wiped out by Yue'er and swallowed in his mouth.

A day later, she achieved a breakthrough and reached the Innate Eightfold.

They came to the center of Yanbo Lake without any danger, and suddenly saw a huge black hole appear on the earth.

This black hole is very strange, like a portal, constantly emitting a cold atmosphere.

This is the entrance to the treasure place of the Ghost Spirit Sect, but there are dozens of people guarding it, and there is a seal.

(End of chapter)