"Tan Tao, I'll let you taste the power of my ghost flute today." Chen Yiru saw many ghosts rushing towards Tan Tao's body, Tan Tao supported it very reluctantly, and the madness in his heart was even worse, he was able to make Tan Tao, a famous punisher in the immortal cultivation world, so embarrassed, if this matter was spread, who would dare to go against him in the future, he yelled.

The roar seemed to pierce through the black clouds above their heads and reach the clouds of the Nine Clouds, which shook the heads of the young man in Chinese clothes and his entourage, and they felt like they were about to tear apart.

"Enough!" Tan Tao suddenly roared, pulled out a golden mace glowing red from his body, and headed towards the ghost he was using like a tide in the air.

"What, how could this be!" Chen Yiru originally didn't take Tan Tao's golden mace in his eyes, thinking that it was his weapon, but then when he saw that the ghosts where Tan Tao's golden mace passed were wiped out one after another, he was immediately horrified. He stammered and asked, "What kind of magic weapon are you, and you actually have the ability to devour ghosts?" ”

"The Soul Exterminating Whip is specially used to deal with you demons who are not allowed to be countless, pretending to be gods and ghosts, what's wrong, are you afraid?" Tan Tao looked at Chen Yiru coldly and said: "If you are afraid, now you can be arrested, maybe I can spare your life by relying on V!" ”

As he spoke, the thousands of ghosts gushing out of the ghost flute all turned into ashes under Tan Tao's soul-destroying whip, and the terrifying and eerie aura around him also disappeared without a trace.

"Are you dreaming, Tan Tao, are you coveting these things when I take this ghost flute?" Although the ghost summoned by Chen Yiru was scattered by Tan Tao's Soul Destroying Whip, although he was also shocked by the Soul Destroying Whip at first, at this moment, he regained his confident appearance, and said with a chuckle: "To tell you the truth, I have already thoroughly known the secret of the Ghost Flute from a great power, and today I will let you open your eyes and see the true power of the Ghost Flute!" ”

When the words fell, Chen Yiru didn't wait for Tan Tao to answer, threw the ghost flute high, closed his eyes, and silently muttered some secret words that only he could hear.

As Chen Yiru continued to chant, the ghost flute began to change in the air, and it was originally covered with a layer of black things, but at this time, it all disappeared, and the ghost flute revealed its original face. The line is curved like a waning moon, with a vast atmosphere, and the surface is white and smooth like mutton fat jade, not like some cult thing.

Tan Tao showed a contemptuous smile in his mouth, watching the ghost flute fly in the air for a few reincarnations, and then slowly fell towards Chen Yiru, who was reciting the secret words, impartially, just falling to the position on his chest.

The ghost flute is made of the ribs of the great witch, which is naturally extremely sharp, and the moment it falls, it cuts through the clothes and skin on Chen Yiru's chest, and a large area of blood gushes out from Chen Yiru's chest and seeps into the ghost flute.

"Sacrifice with blood." Tan Tao smiled dumbly and said, "Chen Yiru, is this what you call a secret technique, haha, don't you know that the method of using blood sacrificial weapons has long been eliminated by the immortal cultivation world, don't you know that after the use of this primitive and ancient technique, your vitality will be greatly damaged, and even you will be reduced to a puppet of the ghost flute?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, today is either you die or I die." Chen Yiru roared with a hideous face: "Don't talk nonsense, look at the move!" ”

The ghost flute sounded again, and the air exuded an even more eerie and terrifying atmosphere, and hundreds of powerful ghosts like supernatural beasts poured out of the ghost flute, perhaps because the ghost flute drank Chen Yiru's blood to the fullest, at this time, even these powerful ghosts also changed their appearance, originally dark all over, but now they are all blood red, as if they have been soaked in the blood pool, opening their bloody mouths and rushing towards Tan Tao.

Sure enough, this time, when Tan Tao danced the Soul Slayer and whipped these powerful ghosts again, he did not appear as directly devoured as before, but just shot a spark in the air, and the powerful ghosts were like desperate Saburo who had set up a military order, and rushed towards Tan Tao one after another.

"It seems that the master has won this time!" The young man in Chinese clothes saw that the powerful ghosts summoned by Chen Yiru from the ghost flute were scattered by the so-called punisher Tan Tao left and right, and his heart was full of worry and fear of possible death, but at this time, he saw that the situation had reversed with Chen Yiru's actions, and he also saw the dawn of victory.

"Tan Tao, what's the matter, even if I am eliminated by the immortal cultivation world, it is enough for you to know what is the true strength of the ghost flute!" Chen Yiru watched the overwhelming ghosts entangle Tan Tao and put down the ghost flute. He sneered with a smug face.

Tan Tao didn't speak, he was constantly dancing the Soul Destroying Whip to fight back, although he couldn't break up these powerful ghosts, but he could still deal with the other party for a while.

This situation lasted for nearly five minutes, and in these five minutes, Chen Yiru was as happy as watching Tan Tao play a monkey, seeing that Tan Tao's speed of dancing the Soul Destroying Whip was getting slower and slower, and there were constantly powerful ghosts breaking through his defense line and rushing in front of him, and he couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Haha, what about the punishers, today is not the same as these powerful ghosts I summoned to be devoured, and become the bait for their powerful themselves, hahahaha!" ”

At this time, everyone's attention was focused on Chen Yiru and the ghost flute in his hand, even Chen Yiru himself thought that this time the punisher Tan Tao would definitely die, and he also gently stroked his ghost flute, but no one noticed that the corners of Tan Tao's mouth in the battle circle rose slightly at this time, revealing a knowing smile.

"Give it to me!" Suddenly, Tan Tao roared, took out a broken crockpot from his arms and threw it into the air.

Tan Tao's roar also instantly attracted everyone's attention, and when Chen Yiru looked up at the broken crockpot in the air, the smile on his face froze completely, his eyes widened, and his mouth muttered: "How can this be, why is this happening, this is impossible......"

The young man in Chinese clothes looked up, and saw that since the broken crockpot appeared, the powerful ghost who was originally like a rainbow and could tear Tan Tao to pieces and chew it at any time instantly fled in all directions as if he had seen a nemesis.

However, the broken crockpot was like having eyes and wings, and no matter where the ghost flew, it could always follow it and put it into the jar, and the ghost disappeared without a trace again.

Everything returned to its original appearance, and the broken crockpot slowly fell from the sky and fell into Tan Tao's hands.

From beginning to end, apart from giving people an incredible feeling when it was in the air, the broken clay pot looked like a rotten bowl begging for food by a scavenger from the outside, and there was nothing remarkable about it, and it was impossible to see what kind of treasure it was.

"What are you, how can he devour the terrible ghost who drinks my essence and blood, this is impossible, impossible?" Chen Yiru was already flustered and a little incoherent at this time.

"Chen Yiru, do you think that only you know the mystery of the ghost flute?" Tan Tao stuffed the broken clay pot back into his arms, and said with a sneer: "I deliberately provoked you and asked you to feed the ghost flute with essence blood, just to summon those thousand-year-old ghosts in the ghost flute, only in this way can I use the prison soul urn to wipe it out, and from now on there will be no more harmful things like ghost flutes in this world, some are just a memorial of the witch clan!" ”

"You Chen Yiru have lived in the She family for many years, and it seems that you are teaching She the skills of the exercises, but in fact, it is not to avoid your enemies, you are very smart, you know that the She family has made sacrifices for the immortal cultivation world, and those famous and surnamed powers will not embarrass the She family, but you are thousands of years old, but you didn't expect to meet me on this trip to Xijing." Tan Tao said coldly: "I have some friendship with the Ma family and the She family, you destroyed the Ma family and used the She family, I told She Lao one by one about these things, today, it was She Lao who entrusted me to capture you, a guy with a beast's heart." ”

Tan Tao's words made the disappointed Chen Yiru completely fall into despair, his face became extremely pale, he looked at Tan Tao with empty eyes, and listened to him continue: "Chen Yiru, you have been in the house for so many years, but you never knew that the ghost flute has two major nemesis, one is the soul killing whip, and the other is the soul urn, and these two things have always been kept in the hands of She Lao, this time these two things are temporarily lent to me by She Lao!" ”

"These two treasures turned out to be our family, how did I never know?" She Yiran, a young man in Chinese clothes, said to himself.

"She Ping, go home quickly, this is not the place for you to come!" Tan Tao saw She Ping's straw bale appearance, scolded, and then his figure flashed to Chen Yiru's side, and his hands formed claws and grabbed towards the ghost flute.

However, no one thought that the ghost flute at this time would fly out of Chen Yiru's hand as if it had spiritual sense, turn into a white rainbow, cut through the clouds in the sky, and disappeared without a trace.

This change came too suddenly, compared to Chen Yiru, even Tan Tao was unexpected, so that the ghost flute disappeared, and Tan Tao's hand was still frozen in mid-air.

Miscalculated.

This is Tan Tao's regret, but this time it is not only regret, he also has gains, at least he captured the heinous murderous demon Chen Yiru, and avenged the revenge of the Ma family and those who died unjustly under Chen Yiru, and from then on there will be one less scum in the immortal cultivation world.

The ghost flute has not been snatched, and Tan Tao took advantage of the situation to pinch Chen Yiru's arms with both hands, and exerted a slight force, Chen Yiru's pair of meat. The arm was broken in two, and then he connected a few fingers on Chen Yiru's chest, abolishing his cultivation.

There was a terrible scream in the wilderness, and a generation of murderous demon Chen Yiru was captured, although Tan Tao's methods looked a little vicious, but what is all this compared to the crime committed by Chen Yiru?

Moreover, immortal cultivators are not ordinary people, and the punishment for them should often be like this, if they can't be taught, they will be eliminated. There is no overkill, there is just cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, which is the purpose of their punishers.