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There was a jujube tree with a crooked neck in the yard, and at this time, in the canopy, a large shadow suddenly fell.

In that shadow, a yin spirit was clearly wrapped, and it screamed and rushed towards Yu Yang, who was so shocked that cold sweat fell from his face, and he slapped a palm and slammed it on the yin spirit.

The body of the yin soul gradually became illusory, but it did not disperse because of this, and after absorbing the yin qi in the temple, it solidified again, and walked away with teeth and claws towards Yu Yang.

At this time, the entire temple was full of yin wind, which looked extremely terrifying.

Jiang Mo's eyes swept around here, and on a stone bench, there was a ghost with a somewhat clumsy back, which slowly got up, exuding a powerful momentum.

His gaze shifted again, and he saw that on the courtyard wall of the temple, there was a thin and flexible ghost.

At this time, in the entire temple, all the yin spirits woke up in a very strange way, and the yin qi here became more and more intense, and gradually, everyone seemed to be besieged here.

Yang Zonglin grabbed the previous iron spear with his backhand, and the yuan force poured into it, and then he heard a roar, and the iron spear carried the momentum of thunder, and the yin soul drilled out of the ground was bombarded into pieces.

Yang Zonglin's move brought a lot of confidence to everyone.

As the yin soul roared, Qiu Wei raised his foot and kicked a yin soul away, however, that yin spirit once again absorbed yin qi from here and regained its strength.

Compared to these Yin Souls, the monks of this Soul Hunting Team are much more miserable, the Yin Qi here is very strong, and for those Yin Souls, it can be said to be inexhaustible.

However, the vitality here is very rare, and even Jiang Mo has the Great Yan Heavenly Technique, he can only absorb a small amount of vitality, let alone others.

Everyone was in a battle with the awakened ghosts, and it didn't take long for someone to realize the problem.

If it is said that the vitality in the sea of qi is only not in and out, sooner or later it will be exhausted, and at that time, this soul hunting team will probably have to die here.

"Let's just be decisive, don't give these Yin Spirits a chance to regain their strength. Yang Zonglin shouted in a deep voice.

Everyone nodded silently, everyone knew that if they didn't do their best here, I was afraid that everyone would have to finish playing together.

On Feng Jieyu's side, she continued to wave vines one after another, and the vitality in the sea of qi was rapidly depleting, however, there were not many yin souls killed.

The Yuan Force of the wood attribute is not strong in the first place, and being in this environment is indeed a big challenge for Feng Jieyu.

Roar!

A piercing voice sounded in his ears, and the ghost, who had lost half of his arm, circled around Feng Jieyu's side at some point, opened his mouth and bit her.

At this time, Feng Jieyu was entangled by two ghosts, and she didn't have time to react, and when she was afraid in her heart, a familiar figure flickered and appeared beside her.

Seeing the plain face under the white hair, Feng Jieyu was relieved.

Jiang Mo clenched his right fist, and the cyan flame rose up, completely enveloping the fist, and immediately blasted towards the yin soul, like lightning.

Bang!

Suddenly, that yin spirit was torn apart, and it didn't have time to absorb the yin qi here, so it dissipated.

"Brother Jiang, thank you for saving me again. Feng Xie Yu said gratefully.

After relieving Feng Jieyu, Jiang Mo nodded, and after instructing Feng Jieyu, he swept towards the place where the other yin spirits gathered.

There are too many Yin Souls here, and if he can completely kill them, then his Yin Soul value will have a huge increase.

Moreover, Jiang Mo also found that the Eight Desolation Burning Heavenly Flames seemed to have a restraining effect on these Yin Spirits.

It took a long time for others to be able to bombard a Yin Spirit, and Jiang Mo ...... It takes little effort.

When Jiang Mo quickly killed the Yin Soul, Yang Zonglin and the others also noticed Jiang Mo, no one expected that the white-haired young man who didn't speak much would burst out with such terrifying combat power after entering here.

Only the condensation cream knows how strong Jiang Mo's true strength is!

After about a stick of incense, Jiang Mo finally found that a stronger fluctuation emanated.

When his eyes fell, Jiang Mo saw that a golden-bodied Arhat in the main hall suddenly stood up slowly, and his pupils, which had no emotional fluctuations, looked extremely hollow, and looked towards Jiang Mo.

This is also a yin spirit, I don't know how to attach to the golden-bodied Arhat in the temple, it looks extremely strong.

It roared strangely and rushed straight towards Jiang Mo, probably because it saw that Jiang Mo had killed too many Yin Souls, and wanted to get rid of Jiang Mo.

Yu Yang was a little gloating when he saw this scene, for some reason, from the time Jiang Mo joined in, he had a faint hostility towards Jiang Mo.

Due to various reasons before, his hostility towards Jiang Mo deepened more and more, and now seeing Jiang Mo entangled by the golden-bodied Arhat, he couldn't help but feel a sense of schadenfreude.

From entering the temple to the present, Jiang Mo has encountered the most powerful Yin Soul now, but its strength is not easy to measure, and it cannot be determined by star rating like a human monk.

However, with the degree of elusiveness of the Yin Spirit, as well as the fierce style when attacking suddenly, even a high-level Martial Venerable would have a great headache.

Bang, bang, bang!

The golden-bodied Arhat came with the steps of the earth shaking the mountains, the earth shook, seeing this situation, Jiang Mo's face sank like water, his fists were clenched, and he suddenly bombarded out in front of him.

In an instant, a cyan fire wave, centered on Jiang Mo's fists, swept out, and the golden-bodied Arhat was wrapped in flames and let out a terrible and strange scream.

Jiang Mo didn't think that he could defeat this golden-bodied Arhat with one punch.

The soles of his feet touched the ground slightly, and his figure flickered, and disappeared in place like a whirlwind.

The golden-bodied Arhat's reaction was also extremely fast, and he turned around in an instant and slapped his palm.

Rumble!

The strong wind swept away, and the crooked-necked jujube tree was directly shattered.

"This guy, his perception is terrifying!"

Jiang Mo was slightly startled in his heart, and then the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword came out of its sheath, and one after another cyan sword light slashed at the body of the golden-bodied Arhat, sparks splashed everywhere, and the body of the golden-bodied Arhat continued to retreat, and finally heard a loud bang, and its body exploded in all directions, revealing one of the golden brilliance.

It was a golden bead, which contained a majestic soul power, Jiang Mo knew that this treasure was very precious, and he grabbed it.

"Hehe, boy, this kind of treasure is not something you are entitled to. A voice like a night owl sounded, and a black figure swept out before Jiang Mo and grabbed the golden bead.

"Hmph, look for death!"

Seeing that the black figure actually snatched his own things, Jiang Mo snorted coldly, shook his palm, and suddenly a space-tearing force came, and the black figure stumbled and failed to get the golden bead.

Jiang Mo's speed was faster than him, and a black vortex-like martial vein appeared behind him, and a powerful devouring power emanated, and the golden bead was directly swallowed into the black vortex.