Divert the tiger from the mountain, and then place a trap? These words suddenly appeared in Zhang Yu's mind, could it be that they were aimed at him or Singh? Maybe it was Miri who knew they were coming and sent someone to assassinate them? Or maybe it was Moto who was informing?

In an instant, Zhang Yu thought a lot, and he couldn't help but stop. Seeing Zhang Yu stop and stare at the courtyard, Singh also felt that the surroundings were very familiar, could it be that there were really ghosts?

He and Zhang Yu are now both honored and honored, most of the acupuncture points have been sealed by Zhang Yu, he is no different from ordinary people now, and naturally he can't cast any spells. Fortunately, he was prepared, took out a small jar from his pocket, and smeared something on his eyes.

"This ...... This ......" Singh looked at the small courtyard dumbfounded, not understanding that it had only been a few minutes since it came out, and the house had become like this.

"Hmph, little trick!" Zhang Yu muttered, his hand flipped, and several exorcism charms appeared in his hand.

"Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law!" "Go!" Zhang Yu muttered, and several exorcism talismans flew over in an instant, and the black qi encountered the runes, as if it had encountered a natural nemesis.

The black air dissipated violently, and the surroundings of the house were clear.

"Gone, what the hell is going on?" Singh asked curiously. He wanted to walk into the hut to take a look, but was grabbed by Zhang Yu's arm.

Singh looked at Zhang Yu in amazement, not knowing why Zhang Yu would stop him. He found it a little strange, Zhang Yu didn't look at him, but stared at the hut.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you have any money on you?" Zhang Yu's question made Singh Zhangji King Kong scratch his head.

"Yes, I still have a lot of money in the bank. Singh nodded.

"That's good!" Zhang Yu flipped his hand, and a large fireball talisman appeared in his hand, only to see him pointing at the hut, and a streamer flashed.

"Die!" Before the streamer could touch the hut, suddenly a black shadow rushed straight towards Zhang Yu at a faster speed, turning into a cloud of black gas halfway, opening its bloody mouth, and rushing towards Zhang Yu.

Boom! The hut burst into flames, and at this time, Zhang Yu could see countless ghosts rolling in the black gas, wailing!

The powerful killing intent locked on him from afar, and he finally understood that this trap was coming at him, and those few people just now had just become substitutes for death by mistake.

"Sword Mang!" He retreated more than ten meters away, and the Nine Heavens Xuan Sword in his hand rushed straight into the black gas, and the golden light dispersed the black gas, and before Zhang Yu could take a breath, a small banner appeared from the black gas.

"Soul chasing and killing flag, open!" Suddenly a loud shout sounded, and I saw that the small flag instantly changed into seven, flew into the sky, and landed around Zhang Yu in an instant, and countless thick black gas emitted out, like a big black ball spinning.

"Soul chasing and killing flag, seal!" The loud shouts continued to sound, and I saw the black spinning ball shrink violently to the middle. Singh next to him was startled, he didn't have any strength now, so he turned around and ran.

The black shadow pinched and kept the black ball running, and he didn't look at the fleeing Singh at all, maybe he thought that Singh was an ordinary person and not worth mentioning.

"Whoever lit the house, put out the fire!" The villagers were all taken aback when they saw the flames soaring into the sky, and came to put out the fire with buckets, but before they could get closer, they saw the swirling black gas, and the twisting and churning ghosts on the black gas, so they were frightened, and they threw the buckets and turned around and ran.

"Hehe, the soul of a cultivator!" the black shadow said, licking his lips, his eyes full of murderous and excited light. There are so many traps arranged, that is, they must be killed with one blow, and the ghost thorn grasps people's hearts to the extreme.

This Soul Chasing Soul Snatching Banner is made with the soul of ninety-nine eighty-one cultivators, and it took nearly ten years to refine it successfully, and its power is endless, even if it is a master of the foundation building period, the ghost thorn can be won in one fell swoop, let alone the ninth layer of qi refining.

But he knew that Zhang Yu was a member of the Heavenly Master clan and specialized in restraining ghosts.

The information given to him by the Jin family did not involve this, the time was too hurried, and he didn't have time to inquire about the information.

Therefore, the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the anthill.

Zhang Yu was really stunned just now, and was instantly trapped by the array formed by the flags, his hands and feet were bound by black qi, and he couldn't move at all. Black qi surrounded him, and dense white arms and dead faces appeared, and they grabbed Zhang Yu one after another, trying to turn him into a part of the flag.

Zhang Yu struggled desperately, but the black qi seemed to have life, no matter how much he struggled, it was useless, but it became tighter and tighter.

The arms and faces around him were like walls, slowly pressing up, and seeing that the arms were about to stretch out to Zhang Yu's face, he felt the coldness. Zhang Yu's face changed, and for the first time he felt that he was in danger, and if he didn't escape, he would die, he shouted in his heart.

He forced himself not to look at those arms and faces, calm down, he believed that there must be a way out, there must be a way.

A few arms grabbed Zhang Yu's limbs and began to pull up, Zhang Yu frowned, the protective body of the yin and yang qi conditioned reflex, those arms retracted as if they had touched boiling water.

But later, countless hands grabbed it, and even the yin and yang qi could not be consumed, and the dantian qi gradually dried up.

I wanted to wake up Lin Xueyue and transform to absorb these yin qi, but unfortunately she was still asleep. This made Zhang Yu difficult, Zhang Yu was shocked in his heart, he stared at the black gas around him, and a method suddenly flashed in his mind, if he couldn't prevent it, then suck it?

His heart moved at will, and just when this thought appeared in Zhang Yu's mind, he saw that the black qi began to enter his body quickly.

The black qi in the Soul Chasing Banner is all transformed from the soul, the qi of the yin. As the saying goes: pure yang is an immortal, pure yin is a ghost, ordinary people will die immediately if they take a sip, fortunately, Zhang Yu has been cultivating the secret book of the Heavenly Master, and can use the secret book of the Heavenly Master to turn yin into yang, and turn yang into yin.

All of a sudden, countless black qi swarmed into Zhang Yu's body, transforming into yang qi in his body, and then combining into yin and yang qi.

Zhang Yu slowly closed his eyes and devoted himself to the transformation process. What he didn't know was that the jade pendant containing Lin Xueyue was quietly absorbing the black qi.

Lin Xueyue continued to sleep because her strength was enough, and to break through the middle stage of the ghost general, Zhang Yu didn't know much about the ghost envoy, and he crossed the river by feeling the stones for many things.

There happened to be a large amount of Yin Qi replenishment, and the time for Lin Xueyue to wake up was shortened a lot.

Time passed minute by minute, Ghost Thorn frowned, he felt a little strange, it stands to reason that the cultivator he killed before, although Zhang Yu was a ninth-level Qi refiner, he should have been digested by the Soul Chasing Banner at this time, why didn't the Soul Chasing Banner react at all.

He scanned it with his divine sense, and unexpectedly found that countless black qi frantically drilled into Zhang Yu's body, killing himself, the ghost sneered in his heart, he continued to urge the soul chasing flag to increase the power, and for a while, the soul chasing flag was full of yin wind.

The sound of gasping sounded, and Singh, who had never had worked so hard running out of the village, stopped and looked at the burning village with complicated eyes.

If Zhang Yu died, if he left like this, not only would he not be able to take revenge, but he would also die silently, he gritted his teeth, sighed, and turned his head and ran towards the village.

He worked with corpses a lot, and knew how to avoid the dark shadow's attention. He quickly returned to the village, and through the raging fire, he saw that the ghost thorn was engrossed in controlling the black qi, and clearly wanted to eat Zhang Yu. Singh frowned, finally making the most worthwhile choice of his life, he pulled out a small bottle from his pocket, gritted his teeth and drank the potion inside.

The bitter, unpalatable elixir instantly turned into energy to moisten the dried dantian and meridians, which was his last hole card.