I saw that his fingers were dipped in saliva mixed with cyan jade powder, and he drew a few lines on the spirit runes, and then the two of them were folded in half together until they were the size of fingernails, and then they were slammed out.

"There is a lot of certainty, yin and yang are endless! Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law! ”

As soon as the spell came out, the two rune papers instantly turned into paper ashes, which were driven by the wind and scattered all over the sky.

In just an instant, these paper ashes gathered together to form two fist-sized flames, constantly spinning, one black and one white, surrounding each other and flying towards Huakun Zhenren.

This is not magic, nor is it a miracle, and the surrounding mages can see it clearly, this is a spell derived from yin and yang.

Black fire is yin, white fire is yang!

Yin and yang are one, and the power is endless!

This is a true immortal-level spell!

Hua Kun Zhenren's face was solemn, his wrist flicked, and a cyan ring ruler appeared in his hand, threw it into the air, instantly became larger, and hit the two flames of yin and yang......

Blue Sky Ruler.

One of the Zhenshan magic weapons of Qingcheng Mountain, the nine-stage light superlative magic weapon, although it has not yet given birth to a weapon spirit, it is also extremely powerful.

Although these two people are profound, they are only tricks, and they will not fight hard, seeing that the Qingtian Ruler and the Yin and Yang Erhuo are once again deadlocked in mid-air, many mages turned their eyes to Zhang Cheng and Ning Yiqiu.

Compared with the competition here, the scene over there is very shocking and bloody.

"Bang!"

Zhang Cheng knocked down with a stick, and once again knocked Ning Yiqiu to the ground, as if he was kneeling and saluting.

Ning Yiqiu's face was covered with sweat at this time, his eyes were red, and he was full of humiliation and unwillingness.

But before he could get up, Zhang Cheng suddenly raised his foot and stepped his entire head into the sand.

"Ahh Ning Yiqiu was furious and roared angrily.

Not long ago, he also imagined the scene of Zhang Cheng kneeling in front of him and being trampled on the ground by himself.

I didn't expect this scene to come so quickly, but the positions of the two were completely reversed.

Zhang Cheng looked at Ning Yiqiu, who was constantly struggling, there was no happiness in his eyes, only anger.

From Chen Xiaoice's injury, it can be seen how tragic the situation was at that time.

With Ning Yiqiu's cultivation, it was not difficult to defeat Chen Xiaoice, but in the end, it was like that, obviously to torture him.

And what Zhang Cheng is doing now is just helping Chen Xiaoice get justice.

You torture my brother, I'll torture you now!

Ning Yiqiu's hands were scraped, and he finally broke free from the sand, looking at Zhang Cheng's eyes full of resentment and hatred.

However, after fighting for so long, he also has some understanding of Zhang Cheng's strength.

The opponent has the body of a corpse demon, and he is by no means an opponent in melee combat, and if he wants to win, he can only distance himself and attack with magic weapons.

Ning Yiqiu kicked his feet, retreated sharply, took out an apricot yellow flag from his arms, and hit Zhang Cheng.

Kunlun Mountain, as a top five mountain gate, is also proficient in refining, and there are many treasures in the door.

This apricot yellow flag does not seem to be amazing, but it is two ancient artifacts that have been handed down, and the flag contains its own formation, which only needs to be stimulated by Gangqi during the battle, and there is no need to arrange it on the spot.

However, when Kunlun Mountain first got this apricot yellow flag, the power was actually not outstanding, but after it has been circulated in Kunlun Mountain for thousands of years, I don't know how many predecessors have carved on the flag, and I don't know how much the power of the formation has increased.

And for thousands of years, this flag has been enshrined in front of the statue of the god, listening to the chanting of the Taoist scriptures day and night, and being dyed by incense, the power is even more extraordinary.

This apricot yellow flag, in Kunlun Mountain, is a magic weapon more precious than the immortal bricks, and a veritable treasure of the town faction.

Ning Yiqiu, as the young sect master of Kunlun Mountain, is the candidate for the head of the next generation, so he can pass on this thing.

However, with his current cultivation, if he wants to fully exert the power of the formation in the Apricot Yellow Banner, the load on himself is also quite large, but in this situation, he can't care so much.

"The sky is clear and the earth is clear, the supreme is infinite, go around the eternity, and suppress the demon spirit!"

Ning Yiqiu's hands were sealed, and he suddenly pushed it out, and the apricot yellow flag spun in the air, releasing a five-color spiritual light, forming a colored light mask, covering Zhang Cheng instantly.

A soft but irresistible force completely suppressed the corpse qi and ghost qi in Zhang Cheng's body.

Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows, and hit the five-color mask with a stick, but the mask easily lost its strength and was unbreakable.

"Hey, hey!" Ning Yiqiu saw that Zhang Chengzhen was trapped, and a hint of a gloomy smile appeared on his face.

Although the apricot yellow flag is on him, he has never used it, and he has been storing qi and raising his spirit for so many years, and his aura is extremely strong, and it has a strong restraint effect on ghosts and monsters.

Once used, even if the Corpse King is confident, he will be trapped, let alone a mere Zhang Cheng.

"You still don't have to struggle, none of the ghosts locked by the apricot yellow flag can escape, but it's a pity that the aura accumulated for hundreds of years was actually used on your body in the end......"

Ning Yiqiu laughed a few times, his hands were sealed, the apricot yellow flag turned faster and faster, and the light mask that enveloped Zhang Cheng began to tighten.

Those colorful rays of light continued to penetrate Zhang Cheng's body, and the tough corpse demon body seemed to turn into air.

And before a ray of light passed, Zhang Cheng felt that his corpse qi was dissolved.

"Yuxuzi, this old guy, actually gave Ning Yiqiu all the treasures of the town faction......" Guangwenzi scolded secretly, now Qingcheng Mountain can be tied up with Zhang Cheng, if Zhang Cheng has three long and two short, then they will not have a good time.

However, just when he was hesitating to make a move in person, Zhang Cheng, who was trapped by Xinghuangqi, suddenly laughed.

"If it was before, I might have been trapped by you, but now, hehe......"

Zhang Cheng smiled disdainfully, put away the mourning stick, and slowly stretched out his hands, forming a strange handprint.

"Condensation!"

With Zhang Cheng's burst of shouts, the rich ghost power erupted and quickly gathered in front of him.

I saw that in the void, these ghost powers turned into substance, like wisps of black silk threads, and finally turned into a black long sword with enough meters.

Even if there was a formation blocking, a sharp aura still filled the heavens and the earth in an instant, as if even the space could be split.

Ning Yiqiu was the closest, and felt a pain in his face, as if countless knives had scraped it, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly took a few steps back.

"It's ...... Ghost Soldiers? ”

The surrounding mages were all shocked and unsure.

They all know that the ghost qi is used to condense the ghost qi into the shape of a weapon to attack, although it is tangible, but it does not have the true power of a weapon.

But what Zhang Cheng is using now, he can clearly feel the sharp aura from such a distance, making people have no doubt about the sharpness of the black sword.

What kind of trick is this?

Everyone was shocked and shocked, but they couldn't guess that this was a stunt that Zhang Cheng realized from the battle of Miyagawa Yasushi during his trip to Dongying.

Miyagawa Yasushi combined yin and yang with sword techniques to create spells that were extraordinarily powerful, with both the sharpness of a blade and the power of a spell, which was definitely greater than one plus one.

And Zhang Cheng drew inferences from one another, using ghost power and swordsmanship to fuse, and also achieved amazing results.

(End of chapter)