Seeing such an evil thing, Wen Jie was furious, the electric light in his hand shone, and the thunder and lightning energy ball was instantly generated, and he swung out with a palm and hit the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner directly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Huangpu Xinjie seemed to be prepared, and in the face of the true god, he was not afraid and sneered. His arms stretched out suddenly, and then slowly lifted up.

Behind him, the resentment of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner exploded and spread in all directions. The ink-colored cloth banner was like a strong wind, whirring and agitating, and the terrible screams were accompanied by a hysterical roar, Wen Jie clearly saw that the blood-colored runes were shining, and the originally flat surface of the cloth banner actually appeared one after another bulges of different shapes.

The next moment, the bulge expanded, and immediately a fierce ghost broke out from the banner in an instant, and countless hideous ghosts stared at the blood-red eyes, opened their bloody mouths, as if they saw an enemy, and rushed towards Wen Jie frantically.

Powerful ghosts, the highest level of ghost cultivation, their strength is by no means worse than that of the hungry ghost king. To Wen Jie's surprise, there was an overwhelming area in front of him, and countless ghosts came towards him at the same time.

The previous ball of lightning energy had already hit the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, and the lightning was shining, and a dazzling spark exploded. There was another terrible wail, and the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners violently stirred.

The electric light dissipated, but Wen Jie unexpectedly found that the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners were not damaged at all, and not even a trace was left.

At this time, the ghost had already come to Wen Jie's side, and countless sharp claws and palms grabbed Wen Jie at the same time. The ghostly aura with a cold chill had already attacked before the claws approached.

Wen Jie's eyebrows frowned slightly, and the golden light in his palms surged. Boom, the protective divine light lit up, and the fierce ghosts who rushed to the front encountered the golden light, as if they were eroded, screamed, and immediately ran away, looking at Wen Jie with a frightened face.

With the protection of the body protection divine light, the ghosts could only wander around Wen Jie one by one, but they did not dare to step forward.

At this time, Jia Sancai, who was left aside by Wen Jie, hurriedly came over with Jia Pengpeng's body in control, and when he saw Huangpu Rentian outside the big array, he said a little anxiously: "How can this be, Your Highness and your father are inside?"

Huangpu Rentian knew that the person in front of him was the apprentice of the immortal, and he didn't pay attention to the abnormality of his speech, and nodded again and again: "Yes, the gods and my father are inside." As he spoke, he looked at the chaotic array even more anxiously.

Staring at the big array, Jia San was also shocked: "Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, I hope Your Highness will not follow its path!"

Looking coldly at those powerful ghosts who could only revolve around him and didn't dare to make the slightest move, Wen Jie snorted coldly in his heart: "The evil things refined by the ancient secret method are nothing more than that!"

And in her heart, Xuannu's voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Wenjie, this ten thousand ghost flags are very weird, I feel an unspeakable danger, you have to be careful, don't be careless!"

When Wen Jie heard this, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and immediately communicated with Xuannu's thoughts: "You feel the danger, why don't I feel it?"

Xuannu shook her head: "I can't tell, in short, Brother Wenjie, you have to be careful!"

Nodding, Wen Jie looked at Huangpu Xinjie in front of him with a relaxed and fearless face, and the cold light in his eyes flashed.

Unconsciously, Wen Jie felt that these powerful ghosts around him were so noisy, and his mind was swollen and upset.

In a trance, the ghost in Wen Jie's eyes seemed to be changing, sometimes big and sometimes small, sometimes thin and sometimes fat, constantly changing shapes. The terrible and piercing screams, cries, and laughter were mixed together, which made people's scalps tingle when they heard it.

I finally realized that something was wrong, the most powerful thing about these powerful ghosts was not the ghost qi and energy attack, but the demonic power that bewitched people's hearts! This kind of magic power, even Wen Jie, who was the main god of the Six Realms, could not resist.

Slowly, Wen Jie felt that his headache was almost cracking, holding his head in his hands, and slowly squatting down with a painful face, looking so fragile.

On his body, the protective divine light became unstable, flickering bright and dark, and it looked like it was about to dissipate.

In his ears, the ghost's crying and laughter continued, Wen Jie only felt that he couldn't control himself anymore, his mind was gradually moving away, only the indescribable pain surrounded him, lingering.

Huangpu Xinjie sneered, no matter what you Da Luo Jinxian, in the magic sound of these ten thousand ghost flags, you can only slowly sink, and finally lose all your abilities and let others slaughter.

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, Wen Jie was completely paralyzed, his hands tightly covered his ears, his face curled up in pain, and he fell there weakly and vulnerably.

"Finally down, you are indeed very strong, you can hold on for so long!" Huangpu Xinjie approached step by step, his face full of pride.

As Huangpu Xinjie approached, the ghost's cry became more poignant, and Wenjie became more painful, his already curled body couldn't stop trembling, and his low cry of pain couldn't help but overflow, in exchange for Huangpu Xinjie's deeper ridicule.

"Hahaha, I thought the Protoss was so great, but now it seems that it's just that!" Huangpu Xinjie laughed proudly, and got closer to Wenjie.

Seeing the high Protoss prostrate at his feet, Huangpu Xinjie laughed, came to Wen Jie's side, squatted down, and looked at Wen Jie with disdain: "I can't imagine it! You, the high Protoss, have a day when you are prostrate at my feet!"

As he spoke, a cloud of black gas swirled in his palm, and his five fingers were bent and grabbed straight towards Wen Jie's head. Seeing that the devil's claw was about to fall on Wen Jie's head. At the last moment, one hand grabbed Huangpu Xinjie's wrist violently.

Huangpu Xinjie was shocked, and looked at the iron palm held on his wrist with a shocked face!

With a domineering flip of the wrist, Huangpu Xinjie was directly pulled up, and a quite fluent and beautiful over-the-shoulder fall directly threw Huangpu Xinjie out.

And as Huangpu Xinjie fell out in embarrassment, Wen Jie stood up like no one else, his body was shining with lightning, and the sneer on his face was even better than that of Huangpu Xinjie just now. The five-finger fist, and when Huangpu Xinjie fell to the ground, a punch that drove the current had already exploded.

Ten Thousand Ghost Banner was directly hit, and Shengsheng was knocked down by Wen Jie's thunder and lightning, and fell to the ground with a click. In an instant, countless powerful ghosts were recalled and disappeared into the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners.

Without giving Huangpu Xinjie a chance, Wen Jie stepped forward, the electric light in his hand shone, and an electric dragon was instantly generated, roared, and let out an angry roar, directly penetrating the chest of Huangpu Xinjie, who had just stood up.

Standing there stunned, Huangpu Xinjie still looked shocked and looked at his chest in disbelief. There, there was still a crackling electric current, and wisps of black gas came out of there, with a faint smell of burning.

With a sigh of relief, Wen Jie was finally relieved that the magic sound just now really made Wen Jie have a splitting headache, and he was passive for a while.

But soon, Wen Jie thought of a way to crack it, which was to show weakness, which also led to the scene of prostrate on the ground in pain just now. Show the enemy to be weak, and finally suddenly strike and give a fatal blow.

Seeing Huangpu Xinjie fall straight to the ground, Wen Jie snorted coldly, and then walked towards the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, such an evil thing must be destroyed, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

When he came to the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, Wen Jie noticed that where the pitch-black canvas was cloth, it was clearly a piece of skin. Wen Jie could see that it was not any animal fart, but a human skin!

Seeing this, Wen Jie's last trace of patience had been exhausted, his divine power was running, the electric light in his palm was shining, and the thunder and lightning energy ball was instantly generated, directly towards the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners.

At this moment, the anxious cry of the Xuannu suddenly sounded in her heart: "Brother Wenjie, be careful!"

Behind him, a dangerous aura was already coming towards Wen Jie. frowned slightly, turned around sharply, and the thunder and lightning energy ball that had been formed hit directly towards Huangpu Xinjie, who pounced again.

Boom, a layer of black gas instantly exploded around Huangpu Xinjie's body, forming a condensed black curtain that enveloped him.

Wen Jie's energy ball was directly blocked by the black fog, and bang, the energy ball exploded, and the violent energy exploded, and Wen Jie and Huangpu Xinjie both retreated.

At this time, Wen Jie found that Huangpu Xinjie was no longer what he was just now. A long hair had spread out, flying with the energy fluctuations. The clothes are fluttering, and the hunt is sounding.

The black gas continued to swirl, and Huangpu Xinjie's face was blue and black, his eye sockets were deep, and his lips were blue.

Looking at Wen Jie, his five fingers were bent, like devil's claws. The pitch-black, sharp nails grew wildly and shone with a pitch-black light.

The monster laughed twice, and its body soared into the air, its sharp ghost claws waving, and its eyes turned blood-red.

In the face of such a Huangpu Xinjie, Wen Jie just snorted softly, and the ghost spirit condensed his soul, and Wen Jie didn't pay attention to it yet.

What Wen Jie didn't know was that at this time, the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners behind him had already stood up silently, slowly floating in the air!

This is the secret of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, as long as there is enough ghost energy to feed, even if no one controls it, it can still operate on its own and launch an attack on the enemy.