Qin Fengming was surrounded by ghost fog and looked very calm.

The souls and ghosts in the dense fog have no intelligence, and in normal times, they often bite and devour each other, and when they encounter the breath of the living, they rush to start besieging them.

Although at the beginning, with instinct, the ghost thing was very afraid of the coercion displayed by the soul eater beast, but under the urging of the demon mountain sect monk, he still began to besiege the soul eater beast and Qin Fengming without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Many ghosts surrounded Qin Fengming, all of them were blocked by the Five Elements Cover Wall, and hundreds of soul ghosts pounced on the Five Elements Cover Wall, constantly slapping and biting, but the colorful glow of the Five Elements Cover Wall flickered, and there was no slightest cracking.

Eighty percent of these ghosts are mortal souls, and most of the rest are transformed from Qi Gathering Period monks, and only a very small number of them are Foundation Building Period monks. It's just sitting back and enjoying it.

Seeing that the Five Elements Cover Wall was as stable as Mount Tai under the attack of many ghost creatures, Qin Fengming no longer cared about the ghost things in front of him, and began to pay attention to the Soul Devouring Beast.

I saw that the whole body of the soul devouring beast was yellow and flourishing, and a layer of yellow cover wall wrapped its entire body, rushing left and right in the tens of thousands of soul ghost groups. A gray mist continued to swallow from its mouth, and with each breath, several spirits were sucked into its mouth, chewed and swallowed into its stomach.

Even if there was a ghost thing that didn't know how to die, it was also blocked by the yellow wall on its body, and it couldn't hurt it in the slightest, Qin Fengming was even more relieved when he saw this.

The monk surnamed the Demon Mountain Sect continued to inject spiritual power into the ghost flag, and under the connection of his mind and spirit, he tried his best to urge the soul and ghost objects inside the flag. But what surprised him was that when he faced the enemy before, no matter how powerful the opponent was and how sharp the spirit weapon was, as long as he urged it vigorously, those ghosts would rush to attack the other party.

But now, he seemed to feel that most of the ghosts inside the ghost banner seemed to be very afraid, and although he was still fighting with the trapped people under his urging, he seemed extremely reluctant.

The monk surnamed Feng couldn't see the situation inside the black fog, but since it had reached such a situation, he would definitely not put away the ghost flag, and could only forcefully inject mana into the flag, hoping to kill the little monk of the Luoxia Sect as soon as possible.

Little by little, time passed.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had disappeared.

Gradually, the monk seemed to sense something, and asked:

"Senior Brother Feng, why hasn't you been able to kill that Luoxia Sect kid for so long?

Although the monk surnamed did not know what was going on inside the ghost flag, he still said to him, who had always believed in the ghost flag:

"I don't know very well, it's just that the ghosts in the ghost banner seem to be very jealous of that kid, maybe that kid has some powerful treasures in his body, but there are more than 100,000 soul ghosts in my flag, and I can't help that kid. The more powerful the treasure, the faster it consumes his spiritual power. ”

"And in my banner, there are still several souls equivalent to monks in the late stage of foundation building, they are in the state of souls in the flag, and they are generally not killed, under the attack of these souls, that kid is no matter how deep his mana is, it will be slowly consumed, senior brother don't have to worry. ”

Time passes slowly.

Another half hour passed.

The minor friars inside the ghost banner were still not killed. Although the monk surnamed Feng is still very calm on the surface, his heart has been churning, and he is very puzzled about how the person from the Luoxia Sect has survived until now.

I think that when he killed those monks and demon beasts who had cultivated in the late stage of foundation building, the longest thing he insisted on in his ghost banner was only one hour. Could it be that the little monk of the Luoxia Sect hid his cultivation. If that's the case, he doesn't have anything to worry about.

The more the monk thought about it, the more he felt that this should indeed be the case, otherwise this would never have happened. I don't feel like I'm resettled. If one more late-stage foundation building monk can be killed, then the power of the Ghost Banner will be enhanced again. I didn't feel like I was secretly looking forward to it.

At first, the monk with the ancient surname kept staring at the black fog in front of him, but later, he sat down cross-legged in the void, closed his eyes, and began to meditate, occasionally glancing at the monk surnamed and the dense fog.

However, as time passed, the faith of the monk with the surname was constantly shaken.

Another half hour passed.

At this time, the monk surnamed Feng no longer had his original composure, his brows were tightly locked, his fists were clenched, and he couldn't stop wandering around, looking very anxious.

Just as he wanted to put the ghost banner away and see what was going on.

A crisp sound came out, and I saw that the black banner in the air was actually cracked a huge gap in it, and the black fog that originally shrouded a hundred zhang of square disappeared in an instant. The banner shrank rapidly and fell into the forest below.

The monk shouted, "No, my ghost banner has been destroyed." ”

As soon as the monk surnamed Feng shouted out, the monk with the surname Gu also bounced up from meditation, staring at the scene in front of him with blazing eyes.

After the dense fog cleared, Qin Fengming's figure was revealed. There was no damage on his body, and he had a radiant expression.

After an hour and a half, Qin Fengming was inside the ghost flag, from staring at the battle between the soul devouring beast and the soul ghost at the beginning, to closing his eyes and meditating later, no longer paying attention to it.

It wasn't until an hour later that I opened my eyes again.

Seeing that at this time, the original dense soul ghosts in the dense fog were now sparse, and there was not much of a look. At this time, the Soul Eater no longer pounced on the ghost in the distance, but lay in the void with a lazy expression.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming was not slightly stunned, but in an instant, he understood the reason, the soul devouring beasts had devoured so many souls, even those few souls that had been cultivated in the foundation building period were also devoured by them, and they were slowly digesting at this time. Seeing this, his heart was filled with joy.

With a wave of his hand, the Soul Eater is placed in the Soul Eater Banner and the Storage Ring. Then he sacrificed the Purple Fire Meteor Sword and struck quickly into the depths of the dense fog.

At this time, although the ghost banner was still the appearance of a top-level spiritual weapon, there were not many soul spirits inside it. How could he withstand the full force of the high-grade spirit weapon, and in an instant, he was hit by the Purple Fire Meteor Sword with a huge hole. Completely scrapped and can no longer be used.

Seeing that his ghost flag was destroyed, the monk surnamed Deng became angry and ashamed. Although this banner is not connected with its mind, it is often nourished with essence and blood, and its destruction at this time also makes its mind extremely unstable.

The monk surnamed Gu was surprised to see that the other party was able to destroy the extremely famous ghost flag.