"Good time!"

Ten thousand ghost flags appeared in Shang Biao's hand, and the magic sword was suspended in front of him, and nearly a thousand yin spirits poured out, filling the small space.

Although the yin soul has no entity, the yin ghost that Shang Biao took in are all old ghosts, manipulating ghost qi, manifesting things, absorbing yang, ghost confusion and other yin soul talent skills are all very proficient.

Opposite him, the Colored Feather Shaman, who was suddenly surrounded by a large number of Yin Spirits, had an ugly face, and his eyes showed an unconcealable shock. If it weren't for being in the state of being possessed by the white immortal, she estimated that she would be sucked dry in an instant.

I saw that the white fairy put on the standard defensive posture after the hedgehog was attacked, and rolled his body into a ball, firmly protecting the colorful feather shaman.

Shang Biao's mana was poured into the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, ready to summon Zhong Kui's Soul Slaying Sword, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The colorful feather shaman suddenly spun in place like a spinning top, and hedgehog needles the thickness of a little thumb flew out of the white fairy.

The surrounding ghosts let out a terrible ghostly cry, and the sharp needle was obviously capable of hurting the soul.

Seeing the endless sharp needles attacking, Shang Biao had no choice but to terminate the mana infusion, otherwise, even if he could cut off the other party's soul and soul, he himself estimated that he would not be much better than the other party.

The pole was inserted into the floor, and with a struggle to pick it up, a half-man-high piece of gravel hit like a hedgehog needle.

Shang Biao took out the corpse of the senior brother and blocked it in front of him, and rushed to a place five or six steps away from the colorful feather shaman, and the spiritual impact was violently released.

"Poof"

At the moment when the skill was issued, Shang Biao felt as if his head had been smashed by a hammer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.

The colored feather shaman on the opposite side was not much better than Shang Biao, who was counterattacked by his skills, and the white immortal on his body became illusory, and the whole person staggered, as if he was drunk.

After regaining consciousness, Shang Biao endured the discomfort of his body and immediately stabbed forward with his magic sword.

The white immortal who was in front of the Colored Feather Shaman was pierced by the magic sword, letting out a sharp and frightened wail, and burrowed into the Colored Feather Shaman's body.

Its host was awakened, barely avoiding the vital point, and its chest was still pierced by the magic sword.

Hit hard by this, the colorful feather shaman, who was also responsible for guarding the prison, didn't care about anything else, and fled outside with his chest clutched.

"I want to run away again, did I leave this time!"

Shang Biao wiped the corners of his mouth and said sharply. The yin talisman was shot, and the spell could be recited before the color feather shaman disappeared.

Countless ghost claws rose from the ground, greedily licking the blood on the ground, and scrambled to climb up along the trouser legs of the colored feather shaman.

At the same time, the old man's singing sounded, and the little ghost driven by Shang Biao quickly melted away as if he had been splashed with oil.

Caiyusa felt his feet loosen, and was just about to continue walking, when he felt a deadly threat behind him, and involuntarily looked back.

I saw a strong man in brocade with a steel beard waving the sword in his hand at her, this sword locked the soul, and the colorful feather shaman knew that there was no way to avoid it.

If there was a white immortal in her body, she would still have the means to resist, but she was injured by Shang Biao's magic sword, and the white immortal had returned to her body to heal, and she couldn't reappear at all.

Two clusters of light that were difficult to see with the naked eye flew out, and the Colored Feather Shaman felt his brain sink as if he had lost something, and his reaction began to be sluggish.

The silver-white magic sword flashed in the darkness, bringing up a flash of blood.

The Colored Feather Shaman opened his unwilling eyes and slowly fell.

"It's really a slam on the door, and it's in vain!"

Seeing that there was no treasure chest floating, Shang Biao couldn't help but curse, and in line with the principle of waste utilization, he stepped forward to put away the body of the Caiyu shaman.

Then, without further delay, he recalled the ghost and continued to move forward with a glow stick for lighting.

After walking for a short time, two rows of braziers appeared, illuminating the surrounding cells.

"There are fellow White Lotus Sect inside, and they are here to rescue them by the order of the Dharma Protector."

Shang Biao asked loudly, and threw the glow stick in his hand forward to see if there were any traps.

"Qi Protector, is it Qi Linqing, Brother Qi?"

A weak voice came from the third cell on the left, revealing Qi Linqing's real name.

"Not bad"

Seeing that there was no danger, Shang Biao quickly stepped forward and walked to the cell.

A middle-aged man covered in blood and filth was hung in the middle of the cell in the shape of a large character and an iron chain the thickness of his arm.

"Boy, you're alone? What about Big Brother Qi? ”

"Qi Protector is still in the Qianqing Palace, we originally wanted to destroy the Sheji Golden Palace and come here again. Unexpectedly, the shaman sacrifice was on guard, and now the Qi Protector was besieged. It is precisely because of this that after escaping by chance, he broke into Kunning Palace for the first time. ”

Shang Biao explained, cut the iron rope, and put the man down.

"Well, you smell of blood, and you killed that stinky hedgehog guarding here?"

"That's right."

"Well done, is there any elixir to restore mana, the fox comes every day to absorb the mana essence of the master, Lao Tzu has to recover quickly, and then go to help Brother Qi kill that old slut."

"Here you go, I don't know if there are any fellow White Lotus Sect members in this prison."

After taking the pill that Shang Biao took out, the middle-aged man swallowed it directly without doubt, and took a breath before saying.

"In the penultimate room, you go and see if Old Man Gao is dead, if he dies, he will be gone."

After the man finished speaking, he stopped talking to Shang Biao and recovered cross-legged.

"Friend, how about getting out of the cage with your hands on it?"

As soon as Shang Biao walked out of the middle-aged man's cell, the prisoner in the opposite cell who had been hiding his face raised his head sharply, revealing a pale handsome face, and his cloudy eyes looked directly at him.

"You don't seem to be a believer in the motherless, do you?"

"Although I am not a member of the White Lotus Sect, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, and your Qi Protector is in a bitter battle, and I have one more chance of winning.

Counting on the half-crippled reckless man on the other side, I am afraid that your hard work to protect the Dharma will be in vain.

As long as you let me out, not only will I be able to help you protect the Fa, but I also have another heart to thank my friends. ”

The corners of Shang Biao's mouth hooked up a smile, and he was noncommittal about this person's reason.

He had the intention of letting all the prisoners here go and causing chaos, but he thanked him, this is not his character.

"I want a magic weapon, or other life-saving things, you can take out the money to buy your life, and it's not impossible for me to let you go.

I am a man who only values the present, and I will never believe in such nonsense when I am grateful for it in the future. Besides, if you can enter here, you probably are not a good person, and what you say is not credible, and it is really doubtful.

If you don't want others to know about your misery, it's not impossible to kill me. Give you five numbers to consider, take out something, I'll let you go, if you can't take it out, just stay good! ”

After Shang Biao finished speaking, he counted down from five, counting one at a time.

"Three, two~"

Seeing that Shang Biao was about to disappear from sight, the prisoner in the cell was anxious.

"Slow, come here."

"That's right, what is outside the body is important for a small life."

Shang Biao stood in front of the cell door and cut off the lock.