Chapter Ninety-Six: All Together

"How can there be so many living souls?" Senior Brother Sanyuanshan asked in a lost voice.

The orb in Zhang Meng's hand is a magic weapon, which can capture the monk's soul and refine it into a puppet at his head.

That is to say, the souls of those foundation-building monks are extremely difficult to refine, and he does not have enough time, otherwise it would not be a few imps in the Qi refining period who appeared here.

And now he didn't bother to explain these things to these people, killing them and devouring the treasures on their bodies was the key, and continuing to hunt down Li Mengyao.

"Kill!"

A cold, deep voice came.

The skulls continued to pounce on several people as if they had been ordered to do so.

"Withdraw!"

Senior Brother Sanyuanshan shouted decisively and led the disciples to leave quickly.

"Want to go? No way! ”

Zhang Meng's eyes flashed with coldness, and the magic tricks in his hands moved, and suddenly, those skulls sped up and frantically chased after the fleeing monks.

As a result, the five monks no longer dared to stay, and desperately tried their skills to escape.

Zhang Meng held the orb in his hand and manipulated the skulls to follow closely without falling a single step.

"Damn it!"

The senior brother of Sanyuan Mountain glanced back and found that those skeletons were still chasing after him, and his face became more and more embarrassed.

"Ah......h

The screams spread throughout the heavens and the earth, and after a while, a male monk in the foundation building period was caught up, and the protective aura on his body was gnawed clean by the skull.

"Help!"

The Tsukiji monk let out a desperate roar, trying to dodge the skull but unable to dodge it.

"Bang!"

In the end, the monk was bitten on the head by a skeleton, his brain burst, and he died.

"There are so many of them that they can't run away." Liu Qingshui frowned slightly, looked at the skeletons who were still chasing them, and said in a deep voice, "Why don't we use the formation flag to delay?" ”

"Yes!"

Senior Brother nodded, sacrificed the array flag, and the dim environment around him lit up, and a white light appeared.

Seeing this, those skeletons immediately stopped moving forward, and those skeletons seemed to have sensed, staring at the senior brother who was controlling the formation with a pair of cold and empty eyes.

They all turned to the senior brother of Sanyuanshan and let out a terrible and angry roar.

Glows are the thing they hate the most.

The senior brother said to the other three: "You go first, I will stay behind the palace, remember to gather in the old place, and if you are in trouble, send a signal for help." ”

"Good!"

The other three monks also knew that the current situation was critical, so they did not hesitate, and immediately turned into a retreat and left, Liu Qingshui glanced back at the group of skeletons before leaving, and his heart surged with complicated and worried emotions.

"Let's go." The senior brother said in a deep voice, and then took out the cyan gourd, the gourd mouth was generously open, and a huge suction force erupted, pulling all the skeletons in all directions and inhaling them into the gourd.

Seeing this, Liu Qingshui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately controlled the flying sword away from here.

The skeletons that were sucked into the cyan gourd struggled frantically, but they couldn't break free from the gourd's restraint at all, and could only be absorbed right away.

At the same time, cyan flames erupted from inside the gourd, and the flames scorched the bones inside the gourd, causing the skeletons to let out a scream of pain, but they could not escape the fate of being burned at all.

Seeing this, Zhang Meng manipulated the pitch-black orb to smash at the cyan gourd.

Bang......

The pitch-black orb hit the cyan gourd, but there was a collision, a crack opened on the gourd, and a black smoke emerged from the cyan gourd and was absorbed by the pitch-black orb.

Seeing this, the senior brother immediately controlled the cyan gourd, only to see him pinching the trick with his fingers, and there were words in his mouth.

As the incantation in his mouth changed, the cyan gourd emitted an even stronger suction, and it actually competed with the pitch-black orb.

A sneer flashed in Zhang Meng's eyes, and he urged the pitch-black orb again.

Rumble......

The pitch-black orb collided with the cyan gourd again, the result of this collision was much more serious than just now, there were many cracks on the surface of the cyan gourd, and it would be broken, but it was still stubbornly resisting, and finally Zhang Meng lost his patience and urged the pitch-black orb again.

Seeing this scene, the senior brother's face changed, his eyes flashed with determination, and he chanted the law in his mouth, and shouted in a low voice: "Explosion!" ”

Click! Click......

With a crisp sound, the cyan gourd suddenly exploded, and the huge impotence qi contained in it also burst out, and the pitch-black orb was directly submerged by the impotence qi first, and dense cracks appeared on the orb.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Meng's face sank, and he hurriedly manipulated the pitch-black orb to take the orb back, and at the same time instilled a large amount of mana into the orb, hoping to save it.

However, those pitch-black breaths, and the souls of the unrefined foundation building monks also began to riot with magic weapons, and they all wanted to break out of the orb and get out of the trap.

"Damn it!" Zhang Meng scolded in a low voice.

I saw that these deeply tortured souls and yang qi converged, and they actually produced violent fluctuations, and the entire orb exploded into powder in an instant.

At this moment, both Senior Brother and Demon Cultivator Zhang Meng were heartbroken.

For the senior brother of Sanyuan Mountain, the cyan gourd is not only an excellent magic weapon, but also a status symbol, and today in order to cover the escape of the sect senior brother, he had to blow up the magic weapon.

Although the people of Sanyuan Mountain behaved badly, they were required to unite within the sect, and if he dared to abandon his junior disciples and run for his life alone, he would be punished.

And the demon cultivator Zhang Meng is not to mention, this pitch-black orb is infinitely useful, and the attack methods are changeable, and it can also restrain the monk's soul, refining it into a first-class magic weapon against the enemy.

I didn't expect that it would be damaged along with the enemy's magic weapon in this secret realm, which can be said to have cut off one of his arms.

At this time, both of them were in mixed moods.

"Hahahaha, the means are good, but you have to pay for it, I will refine your soul into a Yin soldier and a ghost, so that you will never be able to live beyond life." Senior Brother heard the sound of Demon Cultivator Zhang Meng's gnashing of teeth.

Hearing this, the senior brother snorted coldly: "Then let's see who has the highest ability." ”

After speaking, the array flag in his hand shone brightly, and he rushed towards Demon Cultivator Zhang in an instant.

Zhang Meng sneered, and casually broke the entire formation, but after he broke the formation, he looked around and saw where there was still the figure of the person who had just done it with him.

Zhang Meng: ...... Didn't you say okay to see who is more capable?

How did you run!

Zhang Meng was furious, and the surrounding land was in ruins, and he was hit by his angry attack.

……

Li Mengyao, who escaped, also joined her two sisters.

"Senior sister, what should we do now?"

"Go to the people of the Fighting Maniac Gate......"

Li Mengyao explained his plan a little, and the people of Luoshui Sect agreed after hearing it.

However, he was a little puzzled and asked, "Then why don't we go to the people of Sanyuan Mountain?" ”

Li Mengyao raised her forehead and looked at the sister in front of her, but she still explained a little.