Chapter 112: The Valley of Bimia (22)

After just a few dozen breaths, the small cloud of yin qi floating in the air was swallowed up by one to two, Wan Qingping waved a small flag, wanting to take back these yin spirits, but maybe they had not been nourished in the flag for a long time, for a while, these spirits were outside, and instinctively did not want to return to the magic weapon.

"A group of fools who have no wisdom also want to rebel?" Mung Bean's small eyes narrowed, flashing a fierce color, Wan Qingping did not hesitate to fly a little, and a layer of green light suddenly burst out on the flag, and the light shone on the body of the demon who was still wandering, forming a series of green silk threads, as if they were cursed, their blurred faces were full of pain, and they screamed one by one, and were pulled back by the green silk thread.

Looking at the small flag at this time, the color of the original broken flag seems to be a little heavier at this time, and if you don't look carefully, you really can't see it.

Could it be that this can repair this magic weapon? Wan Qingping's brain is very useful, and when he saw this situation, his eyes rolled, and he couldn't help but guess.

He knows the orthodox method of repairing this kind of magic weapon, which is nothing more than torturing mortals or monks with cruel means, so that they can forcibly extract their souls to fill it, but unfortunately this method is too bloody, Wan Qingping also feels that there is no need to kill more for such a dispensable magic weapon, so he didn't repair it, and now he sees that the yin energy left over from killing ghosts seems to be able to repair this magic weapon, so he is a little moved.

Anyway, if you hit a child on a rainy day, you can also be idle, and try it after destroying ghosts on the road, even if you don't need it after this magic weapon is repaired, can't you sell it?

With such a thought, Wan Qingping hit the road again, and along the way, he also encountered a few ghosts again, some of them lurked and wanted to sneak attack him, and some of them were shown by him in advance, but no matter what, these ghosts are small characters who are not very climatic.

"Huh?" An hour later, Wan Qingping turned the fourth corner, and after hitting a ghost object casually, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he didn't know what had appeared.

"This is Yin Qi, it can't be wrong, it hasn't completely collapsed at this time, so how many of them are not far from here?"

Thinking of this, Wan Qingping couldn't help but get excited, of course he wasn't too afraid of ghosts, but the yin qi here was so strong, maybe there were one or two powerful old ghosts, once he encountered it, he didn't want to fight alone.

Hastily released the yin soul to sweep away these residual yin qi, and Wan Qingping accelerated his progress.

"Chirp-tweet-" A sharp howl reverberated through the passage, mixed with several angry roars: "Oh no, this is a ghost"

"Looking for death, look at me" Ghost Talisman ", the real talisman is like me, such as the law, urgent" followed by a roar like a burst of beans

It seems that there is trouble ahead, Wan Qingping plucked out his ears, even if he was not at the forefront, the sharp whistling sound made his ears faintly painful, which showed the power of these ghosts.

I heard a voice in the noise just now that this was a ghost, and the name of the ghost seemed to be seen in a classic, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Shaking his head, Wan Qingping expelled this distracting thought, the most important thing now is to join forces with everyone to subdue the ghost, if the front collapses, he himself will not be able to continue this matter, so a dodge will go to the front.

In a cave more than ten zhang wide, everyone is faintly forming a formation, this formation is one of the several formations practiced before, if you cooperate well, no matter which direction you are attacked, there are always two people who can cooperate at the same time to control the enemy.

At this time, except for Wanli Muhua standing in the most central position, the other four people stood in all directions, constantly attacking the surging ghosts with their own good means.

The most powerful fight was not the people with the highest cultivation, but the monk surnamed Kuahe in the early stage of foundation building, I saw him wearing the clothes that had been drenched in the blood of the black dog before entering the cave, holding a wooden bowl in one hand, pinching it into a finger shape with the other, using the finger as a pen, constantly dipping the liquid contained in the bowl, and then drawing a talisman in the void, and after a few strokes, there was a void talisman generated.

As soon as he blew the air, the Void Talisman immediately shot in front of him, and he heard a "boom-" sound, and the Void Talisman exploded, with a trace of thunder and lightning light, injuring or killing one or several ghosts within the range of the Void Talisman, which was a good means to destroy ghosts.

Occasionally, one or two fish slipped through the net, taking advantage of the rest of this person's drawing talisman to rush to the front, and Mrs. Jian Liang, who cooperated with her, also had no time to remedy it for a while, ordinary people may be attacked by the ghost, but the surprising thing is that these ghosts stretched out their claws to touch the person's seemingly inconspicuous clothes, and then there will be a dazzling white light sprang up, with dense blood-colored runes in the white light, swarming up and sticking to the ghost's claws, like the nemesis of ghosts, and then there will be a scorching smell rising, The ghost screamed and retreated into the darkness, and his misty form became dim and drifted away.

Standing due south is Yu Min, this woman is not in a hurry in the face of this face, the pink lotus under her feet is covered with a faint pink mist, her delicate figure is tightly covered, holding a seven-inch long carved golden hairpin in her hand, the cherry mouth is chanting, the golden hairpin is swiped forward, "stabbing -" sound, more than 20 golden mangs rise, every four or five hovers around each other, and then split the head and cover the face towards the ghost, and the ghost who touches it is either dead or injured.

This move is very powerful, and it is also sharp and abnormal against ghosts, but it seems to consume mana very much, and the kung fu of a cup of tea, this woman only has two waves of such attacks, and the rest of the time she uses a white streamer pinched in her other hand to whip the ghost from time to time.

But even so, Yu Min was not harmed, because the monk named Jing Shi next to her kept wielding a pitch-black scimitar, bursting out with dazzling blades, and the blade was extremely sharp, cutting all the ghosts that came close to Yu Min and his own.

This person seems to have spent a lot of mana on using this magic weapon, but as long as the beauty next to him gives him a grateful smile, this person seems to be full of strength, and his spirit is lifted.