A black shadow fell in front of hundreds of ghosts from a few ups and downs in his eyes, and he saw Li Hao dressed in black, similar to the ancient night clothes, and his demeanor was very different from before.

His eyes are sunken, his eyes are pitch black, and his whole body exudes a cold color, he is between ghosts, but he is no different from ghosts, and his figure is transparent, as if he is also a member of the ghosts, or he is not a human being.

"Quack, I didn't expect you to be quite smart, you can actually guess."

Li Hao looked at Ming Dao and let out a sneer, his voice was too different from before, the previous voice was gentle, which made people unnaturally have a convincing magic, but now his voice was like a crow, hoarse and harsh.

"With your speed running at the same speed as Wang Ba, it doesn't seem difficult to guess that you are doing trouble."

How could Li Hao not hear that Ming Dao was scolding himself for being the eighth king

"You"

Li Hao was about to get angry, but he smiled when he thought of something

"Don't think I don't know, you want to use the agitation method to lure me up and fight you."

Li Hao glanced at the spell they had arranged before, and smiled darkly

"I really didn't expect that the two of you are still from the Dao Sect, but it's okay, the two of you will soon become the two strongest Yin Spirits under me, hahaha." Li Hao laughed wildly, as if he had a chance to win.

Ming Dao secretly said that it was a pity, just now he really wanted to provoke Li Hao, and then subdue him again, but unfortunately Li Hao was not fooled, if he didn't guess wrong, as long as he subdued Li Hao, these puppet ghosts would be like puppets with broken strings.

However, Ming Dao also found that although there are many Yin Spirits, all of them are too wooden and move slowly, which is why Ming Dao ran with two girls just now, and the Yin Spirits couldn't catch up, it was too slow.

This may be their chance.

He Jie stood up at this time and bravely said to Li Hao: "Did you deceive us just to kill us?" ”

Li Hao looked at He Jie and sneered and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you, at least not until I finish eating, hahahaha." ”

A trace of tears flashed in He Jie's eyes, in fact, the original Li Hao was very good to He Jie, how could He Jie feel nothing in his heart, the reason why He Jie didn't agree was just that he couldn't let go of the girl's reserve, but he didn't expect Li Hao to be this kind of person, He Jie is now a little glad that he didn't promise him at that time, otherwise, He Jie didn't dare to imagine the consequences.

"Okay guys, now that the questions are all asked, then."

Li Hao looked at Ming Dao and the others and shouted

"Let's hit the road."

Li Hao looked at the hundreds of yin souls that swarmed up, his eyes were full of madness, most of these yin ghosts were actually villagers of his own village, and a few were donkey friends who were deceived, in fact, this place was one of the soul refining places specially prepared for his disciples in Li Hao's sect.

Li Hao's sect is called "Soul Refining Card", as the name suggests, it is a sect with the Yin Soul as a means, the sect is huge, and it is also one of the top sects in the cult, and its sect head is the 8th section of the Hui Ling Realm, which is cultivated to Tongtian, and it is also a rare master today, and there are many disciples under his name, of which the three major disciples are all masters of the Hui Ling Realm.

If this is the case, the Soul Refining Sect is not one of the top sects, the really terrifying thing is that their head has 2 Yin Souls in his hands that are also in the Spirit Realm, and one of them is the 6th stage of the Spirit Gathering, which is really terrifying.

"Whew"

A gust of wind blew, and a figure appeared beside Li Hao and looked at the battlefield, no different from Li Hao, all of them were transparent, and their toes touched the ground.

"Master."

Li Hao looked at the old man next to him with a respectful expression, this person was the old man he had seen before Ming Dao.

"Hmm."

The old man nodded and looked at the middle of the battlefield, looked at Ming Dao and said, "This person is not simple, he was able to discover my existence before, I am afraid that my cultivation is not under me." ”

Li Hao was shocked

"What?"

Li Hao knew that his master's cultivation was the peak of qi gathering, and he was only one step away from stepping into the Qi Condensation Realm, once he stepped into the aura, then he could also be regarded as an elder in their Soul Refining Sect, Li Hao didn't expect that Ming Dao was so young that he could be comparable to his own master.

"Master, will there be trouble this time?"

"It doesn't matter, it's not easy for me to deal with these hundreds of Yin Souls, even if I can win, it's a narrow victory, not to mention that I still have a pressure formation here." A trace of greed flashed in the old man's eyes when he looked at Ming Dao, such a young Qi Gathering Realm, if it was refined into a Yin Soul, it would take another ten years, I am afraid that he would be able to refine the Yin Soul of the Hui Spirit Realm, and then he would be able to squeeze into the top masters of the sect.

As soon as he thought of this, a trace of excitement flashed in the old man's eyes, and he floated down and turned into a wisp of yin wind and entered the battlefield.

"Don't move here, I'll kill this man."

.....

Ming Dao and the fat man in the field were surrounded by ghosts, and they did not notice the existence of the old man.

The Yin Spirit's attack landed on the spell and splashed with golden light, and Pang Fatzi said, "If you continue like this, the formation will break in less than a few minutes, and you have to think of a way." ”

Ming Dao looked at the other people in the array, if it was just himself and Pang Fatzi but it was easy to get out, alas, it would be fine.

"In that case, let's take the initiative to attack."

Ming Dao held the beast taming bottle in his hand, and drew out a stream of essence and turned into a blue light to protect his body, and the fat man also took out the previous gossip mirror from his arms and put a few charms on his body.

Ming Dao stepped out of the formation in one step, and his hands were sealed, turning into blue light, like a line of starlight passing by, instantly killing several yin spirits in front of him, and inviting out of an open space.

And Pang Fatzi followed, sacrificed the Bagua Mirror, shouted angrily in his mouth, and shot out a golden light from the realm, and the few Yin Spirits he came into contact with turned into ashes.

"Hey, how can you be so weak."

Ming Dao also didn't expect that when he looked at the tide of yin qi before, he thought it was a vicious battle, but he didn't expect that the strength of the yin soul here was not strong, it seemed to be just an empty appearance.

"There's weirdness."

Ming Dao stretched out his hand and pasted a spell, grabbed a yin soul, and his divine thoughts entered it, and found that although these yin spirits were compelling on the outside, they were a void inside, as if they were only eaten by yin qi.

Ming Dao's heart sank, and he said to Pang Fatzi, "Be careful." ”

As soon as the words fell, a black ghostly light struck towards Ming Dao, permeating with killing intent, hidden in the night, and Ming Dao happened to be reminding Pang Fatzi that although he sensed it, he still didn't have time to retreat, and was directly hit by the ghost light on the shield of the beast taming bottle.

"Bang."

The shield shattered instantly, and Ming Dao was blasted out like a cannonball.

"Ahem."

Ming Dao was knocked to the ground, blood gushing in the air.

"Mingdao."

Pang Fatzi roared angrily, and the Bagua Mirror was even more powerful, clearing the yin souls around Ming Dao, and then carefully protecting Ming Dao and protecting the surroundings.

"Mingdao, are you okay?"

Ming Dao coughed lightly twice, and got up from the ground, fortunately, there was the essence of the beast taming bottle just now, although it looked scary, but in fact, Ming Dao was not harmed.

"Huh"

There was a surprised sigh from the yin spirit, as if the person who had just attacked did not expect that Ming Dao would be able to withstand his blow and still be unscathed.

"Who is it?"

The fat man roared at the Shade.

But there was no response, and it seems that the attacker did not want to show up to fight Ming Dao and the others head-on, but made up his mind to attack from behind.

The yin spirit rushed forward again, surrounding Ming Dao and the fat man, Ming Dao was not injured before, but the shield was broken, and Ming Dao put a few spells on his body like Pang Fatzi.

Then he took out a simple bell from his arms, but it was a little broken, carved with mountains and rivers, the bell body surrounded by mist, a reckless breath came to his face, it was very extraordinary, this is an ancient treasure, it was found in the back mountain when Ming Dao was a child, when he took it home, the old man also had a big change in his face, and told Ming Dao to put it away, saying that he couldn't see its origin, but it was absolutely extraordinary.

Mingdao luck rang the bell, the golden waves of the Dao spread from Mingdao's side, the sound was like muffled thunder, it was also strange, the sound of the bell should have been crisp, but the sound of this bell had a sense of heaviness, it was a sound that had been precipitated over the years.

"Ahhh

The dozen or so Yin Spirits around Ming Dao were turned into flying ashes by the touch of the golden waves, dissipating into the air, and instantly emptied a large area, leaving less than fifty of the original hundred or so Yin Souls.

"Hmph."

There was a cold snort from the yin qi, and then I saw a burst of mist floating in, covering the yin soul, and Ming Dao vaguely heard a wind chime from the fog, which was very familiar.

Ming Dao suddenly remembered that he had just blown a wind chime from a locust tree before, and the sound was exactly the same as the sound on that tree.

Because they were shrouded in fog and couldn't see the situation in front of them clearly, Ming Dao and Pang Fatzi didn't dare to move lightly, but just used magic weapons to protect themselves and the formation behind them.

"Beware of sneak attacks."

Ming Dao leaned on Pang Fatzi and whispered

"Don't worry, I'm prepared, if he dares to come, he will definitely not come back."

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Pang Fatzi's eyes, obviously this fight made him very aggrieved, but he could only defend passively, not his style.

After a while, the mist dispersed, Ming Dao and Pang Fatzi gasped, only to see that there were less than fifty Yin Souls left in the original field, which had increased several times.

"Damn, where did this bastard find so many ghosts?"

Pang Fatzi scolded angrily, and then seemed to suddenly remember something, his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed

"Could it be the Soul Refining Sect, that's right, it must be them, they are the only ones in the cult who have a soft spot for Yin Souls."