The merit card on Xuanyi's waist emitted a red light, forcibly pulling out a pocket-sized tiger demon soul from its corpse, and the tiger demon's soul opened its teeth and claws and let out a silent roar, and was finally ingested into the merit card and turned into a tiger-shaped pattern.

"Kill an unformed spirit demon and record a small achievement. A line of small characters slowly appeared in the blank space on the back of the merit card, which is a Dharma tool specially distributed by the Merit Hall of Vajra Temple for the disciples who perform their schoolwork, which is specially used to record the meritorious deeds made by the disciples when performing their schoolwork, and also has the effect of collecting demons and ghosts.

Xuanyi secretly said that it was a pity, if the main body was here, absorbing the soul essence of the tiger demon through the wood core could at least bring considerable divine power points. Now it is collected by the merit card and recorded a small merit, so it can only be left to go to the merit hall to redeem it after returning to the temple.

This is the second time that Xuanyi has suffered a huge backlash brought by the exercises, and his whole body is overdrawn and his limbs are weak and weak. Fortunately, the wood core on the side of the body has completed the absorption of divine power points, and once again has a reserve of 1 divine power value, which makes Xuanyi have some confidence.

Midnight had passed, and the dark alleys were silent, and most of the houses had collapsed due to the battle between Xuanyi and the Tiger Demon. Suddenly, an almost inaudible breathing sound sounded on the side of Xuanyi's head, and Xuanyi's soul was furious, and his mind turned sharply and swung his palm to his side.

"Bang!" a thin and narrow black shadow was about to pounce on Xuanyi's neck, but it was shot down from the air, and the black shadow rolled to the ground and let out a "squeak" strange scream, disappearing into the debris on the side, leaving a long bite mark on Xuanyi's arm.

This strange ghost thing Xuanyi had never seen before, and he covered his arms and watched vigilantly around.

At this time, there was a lot of noisy noise on the rooftops and alleys around the area, and there were constantly strange cries of ghosts and the fluttering of birds' wings. Xuanyi leaned against the wall and quickly called out the profile panel, intending to consume the 1 point of divine power he had just obtained to recover his injuries.

"To fully recover from the injury, it takes 2 divine power points, and you can only recover 70% at the moment!" a line of small words coldly interrupted Xuanyi's fervent hope. 1 point of divine power is only enough to recover the injury, but the mental exhaustion cannot be eliminated, and in desperation, Xuanyi can only consume the divine power to recover the injury first, and then run out of the alley with an increasingly heavy head.

"Help... Help me!" Maybe it was Xuanyi's footsteps that woke up someone who was injured nearby, and a faint cry for help came from under a broken wall, Xuanyi hesitated for a moment, but hurried over.

Ying Ping, a long-bearded Taoist, was slapped to the ground by a collapsed stone wall, and the heavy stone wall pressed his legs underneath, seeing Xuanyi rushing to hear the sound, Yingping's eyes flashed with hope, and he desperately stood up and shouted for help to Xuanyi.

Xuanyi rushed to the front and lifted the collapsed stone wall with all his might, Ying Ping desperately scratched on the ground with both hands trying to break free, but to no avail, he had been smashed into minced flesh by the stone wall from the waist down, and he was completely unconscious.

Xuanyi's forehead was bruised, and the thousands of catties of stone walls were consuming a huge amount of his strength every second, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Hurry up!

"Let go!" Ying Ping said lightly: "Even if I can come out, I'm a waste, the bat demon and the army of little ghosts are coming soon, you can run for your life!" He waved his hand weakly towards Xuanyi, and threw several talismans over: "There are still several good players trapped in these illusion talismans, and there is an address on the back of the talisman seal, you can release them and run for your life together, so as not to be devoured by demons!"

As if he had lost all his strength, he slowly bowed down and looked up at the night sky, closed his mouth and said nothing, looking a little bit of a backbone.

"Boom!" Xuanyi withdrew his hands, and the heavy stone wall fell down again, and Ying Ping gradually lost his voice.

Xuanyi accelerated towards the entrance of the alley, and the sound of breaking the air behind him continued, and several black shadows swooped towards him. The golden light on Xuanyi's body flashed, and a round golden aura rose with it. Several bat-like monsters the size of doves crashed into the bell jar and fell to the ground, screaming and jumping in no direction. This is exactly what Ying Ping said about the bat demon, Xuanyi stepped on the head of the bat demon and continued to move forward.

There were a total of five illusion talismans given by Ying Ping, and five locations were marked, and Xuan Yi hid behind a wall to identify the direction and rushed to the nearest one.

The illusion charm marked a small farmhouse courtyard, located in the penultimate house in the third row of the village, Xuanyi rushed all the way to the place, the houses along the way were pitch black, not only did not hear the sound of people, but also did not hear a few chickens and dogs barking, Xuanyi was suspicious in his heart.

Soon Xuanyi arrived at the first small courtyard, and the illusion talisman also reacted at this time and became bright, Xuanyi held the illusion talisman in his hand and squeezed it hard, and a semicircular transparent air shield appeared and then shattered into nothingness. Before he could step forward to ask, a bright sword light stabbed at him, fortunately, Xuanyi had been on guard, he waved his palm to stop the attack of the people and hurriedly said: "Don't do it! I'm here to save you!"

"Hey, it's a monk!" a slightly hoarse voice came, and a tall young man came into view, he swept around and asked, "You saved me?"

Xuanyi shook his head, his face grim: "Demons are rampant here, we have to find a way to defeat them before leaving here!"

The young man nodded, and agreed without fear on his face: "You dare to plot against the master, I will go with you to find their bad luck!"

Xuanyi knew the details of the young man through the scanning function of Mu Zhixin for the first time, but the two still exchanged names amicably, the young man's name is Jianfeng, he is 19 years old, and he is a disciple of the Yiyang Sword Sect of the first-class sect. Jian Feng is tall and dignified, almost all of the exercises he cultivates are swordsmanship, and his combat power has reached B level, which is considered the top among his peers.

The two then went to the second place, but after arriving at that area, the illusion talisman did not react, the trapped people had probably escaped and left, Xuanyi couldn't help but secretly wake up, under the world, don't underestimate others.

Two men were rescued in the third and fourth places, one was a disciple of the Yushan Sect, a second-level sect in the Central Province, and the other was actually an agent of the Supervision Division. The secret agent of the Supervision Division, who claimed to be Xiao Yan, confessed his guilt and left in a hurry, while Jian Feng and Yu Hao, a disciple of the Yushan Sect, followed Xuanyi to the place where the last illusion talisman was placed.

The night was as dark as ink, and they couldn't see their fingers, and the two didn't dare to light the torches, so they had to follow closely behind Xuanyi and move forward carefully.

After walking 100 meters, the well at the entrance of the village is the last target.