Feng Yin sacrificed the Nine Yin Gang Fire and suppressed the surrounding ghosts, and some ghosts couldn't withstand the power of the Nine Yin Gang Fire, and they dissipated at once.

Ning Shu: ......

Damn, this is a modern plane, and it's really foul to take out this kind of thing.

Seeing this flame, Ning Shu thought that he was in the cultivation plane.

Ning Shu, a living person, felt that his soul was very uncomfortable, and many ghosts around him quickly retreated as if they were facing a great enemy.

Feng Yin stood like a god hanging in the air, the Nine Yin Gang Fire in his palm was beating slightly, and the blue flames were reflected on his face, making Feng Yin's face look a little blue.

People are stupid. Forced, ghosts are also stupid. Forced, there are still ghosts who don't believe in evil, and continue to squat around the apartment.

Feng Yin sneered, separated a wisp of Nine Yin Gang Wind in his palm, and flew towards the more stupid ghost.

As soon as the Jiuyin Gang Fire touched the soul body, it immediately burned, just like a fire man, being wailed in pain by the ghost of the Jiuyin Ganghuo, rolling to extinguish the flames on his body.

Although it was called Ganghuo, it was very cold, invading the soul, and it didn't take long for the ghost to completely dissipate, and the soul power was directly absorbed by the Nine Yin Ganghuo.

Ning Shu: ......

Nima, who deeply suspected that she had gone to the wrong set, had found that Feng Yin was strong before, and now she has refreshed it.

With this lesson from the past, the surrounding ghosts were frightened, and they disappeared as soon as they slipped through the smoke.

The ghosts left, and the clouds in the sky faded away, revealing the moon.

Ning Shu also planned to leave, he wanted to fish in troubled waters, but the situation turned upside down.

So far, no one and no ghost is Feng Yin's opponent.

Ning Shu had only one feeling in his heart, he was in a hurry.

"The people hiding over there get out, and it will take a long time." Feng Yin looked at Ning Shu's hiding place and said coldly.

"How dare a living person appear in such a place."

Ning Shu's eyes rolled, he didn't stand out, and saw that the Nine Yin Gang Fire in Feng Yin's palm was getting weaker and weaker, and his heart suddenly lit up.

The damage of the Nine Yin Gangfeng to the soul is very great, so the use of Feng Yin should also hurt, especially now that Feng Yin's strength has declined.

Feng Yin looked at Ning Shu and walked towards Ning Shu in the air.

Ning Shu took out the soul bead from the cloth bag to see if this soul bead did any harm to Feng Yin.

The soul bead is also something that absorbs the power of the soul, and Feng Yin doesn't have ** now, it's just a ghost.

Feng Yin got closer and closer, and Ning Shu felt that there was a terrible aura all around him.

Ning Shu directly threw the soul bead towards Feng Yin.

Feng Yin stopped, frowning his eyebrows, with a puzzled expression, obviously not understanding what this thing was.

But it didn't hinder Feng Yin's vigilance against the soul bead in his heart, and he avoided the soul bead in a flash, but he didn't expect that this bead actually rushed directly into the Nine Yin Gang Fire.

The Nine Yin Gang Fire jumped violently, burning the soul bead frantically, and the soul bead trembled slightly, obviously resisting the Nine Yin Gang Fire.

The two are in a stalemate, both are spiritual creatures full of soul power, and they both want to devour each other.

Feng Yin frowned tightly, his expression looked a little terrifying in the dim moonlight, because he found that the Nine Yin Gang Fire was actually extracting his soul power and wanted to refine this bead.

The flames of the Nine Yin Gang Wind were beating more and more violently, the soul beads were beating, and the battle between the two parties didn't know when it would end.

Ning Shu stared at the soul bead and Feng Yin tightly, seeing that Feng Yin's soul was darker than before, he guessed in his heart that the Nine Yin Gang Fire was absorbing his power, otherwise how could the Nine Yin Gang Fire suddenly burst out with such a powerful power.

Ning Shu's heart was beating violently, maybe this would be an opportunity to weaken Feng Yin's strength.

Ning Shu put his hand into the cloth bag and took out a stack of rune paper, which was drawn with Feng Yin's ashes.

Ning Shu held the rune paper between his fingers, chanting the incantation, and several pieces of rune paper flew towards Feng Yin.

Feng Yin saw these runes, and his face showed an impatient look, he just wanted to end such a confrontation, and Song Xihan was still waiting for him in the house.

He just wanted to deal with this sneaky mouse, but he didn't expect to fall into such a situation.

Feng Yin flicked his sleeves at the rune paper that flew towards him, wanting to annihilate the rune paper directly, but he didn't expect the rune paper to stick to his body.

As soon as the rune paper touched Feng Yin's soul body, billowing black gas came out, and the yin and murderous qi in Feng Yin's body gushed out, making Feng Yin's soul body weaken a little.

Feng Yin frowned tightly, how could the Taoist priest's rune paper hurt him, Feng Yin felt that there was a familiar power in the rune paper, and this power rushed into his soul body, making him very uncomfortable.

Feng Yin's current situation is a bit bad, on the one hand, there is a rune paper to suppress his power, and on the other hand, there is Jiuyin Ganghuo to extract his power, wanting to turn the soul power in the soul bead into his own.

Ning Shu saw that the rune paper was useful, took out another stack, and recited the incantation, and the rune paper flew towards Feng Yin.

Feng Yin's face was hideous, he was no longer extremely handsome, his peerless face, his face as white as jade was shrouded in blood, and he was dripping with blood, his eyes were gloomy and resentful.

This is Feng Yin's face before he died, and his face is still the same face, but it is covered with blood.

Feng Yin killed many people in anger for Song Xihan's previous life, and then martyred.

Ning Shu was greatly encouraged in his heart, indicating that the current Feng Yin's strength has suffered serious losses, and even his face can only remain when he was just dead.

Feng Yin looked at Ning Shu coldly, with murderous and boundless anger in his eyes, which made Ning Shu feel cold all over his body.

Jiuyin Ganghuo was still absorbing the power of Feng Yin to refine the soul bead.

The result of the confrontation was unbearable.

I don't know if it's Ning Shu's illusion, Ning Shu feels that the soul bead is smaller than before, indicating that its power is weakening.

Ning Shu thought about it and set up a formation around him, the Yang Gathering Array.

With the Yang Gathering Array, the surrounding yin and evil qi gradually weakened, and the moonlight became bright.

Feng Yin stretched out his hand, one hand extended indefinitely, wanting to strangle Ning Shu's neck, Ning Shu held a cinnabar-soaked peach wood sword in his hand and poked into Feng Yin's hand.

Feng Yin's hand was poked by the peachwood sword, billowing black smoke, Feng Yin ignored the sneering hand, and slapped Ning Shu's heart with a palm.

Ning Shu flew out upside down, slammed into the lamppost and spit out a mouthful of black blood, and saw Feng Yin's hand pressing hard against him.

Ning Shu took out the ancestral master compass, Feng Yin's hand slapped on the compass, and a golden light flashed on the compass, resisting Feng Yin's huge hand.

Ning Shu entered some aura into the compass, and a dragon roar came out of the compass, and something like a dragon and a snake came out of the compass and slammed into Feng Yin's hand, and the two collided, making a huge collision sound, and Ning Shu's ears were instantly deaf.

The force of the collision caused the golden dragon conjured up in the compass to turn into a little golden light and disappear, taking a blow for Ning Shu.