Shen Fei turned on the Sihe Gong and used the spiritual vision ability granted by the skill to finally see part of the fighting process.

Before, I could only see the little fat man's exertion in "uh-huh", and Wang's ghost howl in "ahhhh

Right now, you can see dozens of pale golden spiritual power streams converging from all directions of the village, blending and converging in the air, condensing into a mysterious rune, which is somewhat similar to the patterns on the talismans pasted around the village, but more complicated.

Under the control of the little Taoist, the rune was three feet above Wang's head.

On the other hand, the Yin Qi seemed to be quite chaotic, scattered all over the body surface, resisting the suppression of the runes, and as time passed, the power of parrying became weaker and weaker, and the Yin Qi gradually converged towards the center of the soul body.

On one side were the Taoist priests who had prepared for a long time and had set up formations around the village and had probably practiced many times in more than a year, and on the other side were the Wang clan who had absorbed yin qi and cultivated for more than a year.

However, it is worth noting that the effect 3 of the Yinwen amphora urn clearly indicates that the foster spirit body is below the fourth order, that is to say, as long as the Wang clan is still subject to this urn, the strength of the heaven will be at the end of the third order, and there is no way to go further.

Shen Fei didn't know how many levels the spirit body had, and what each level corresponded to, but the current situation showed that the little Taoist seemed to be about to win, but Shen Fei glanced at the spiritual power condensed rune again, rubbing his chin, in fact, not necessarily.

At the same time, I was still complaining in my heart, no wonder I was willing to watch Sun Monkey fight monsters when I was a child, and I didn't want to watch the monk's fighting method, the warriors fought with strong ornamentation, and the swords collided and sparks splashed everywhere, but these two mages fought, which was really a bit boring.

And the little Taoist priest who was in the middle of the battle felt a little abnormal, today's formation control did not have the feeling of running smoothly when he practiced in the past, there was a sense of lack, could it be that he had just rushed all the way over and his breath was not evenly breathed?

But the matter has come to this point, the little Taoist priest has to work harder, first solve the battle and then think about it carefully, in fact, he really wants to tell Shen Fei to help him, but he is now engrossed in controlling the formation, and the situation is very good, he doesn't want to be distracted by this, but gives the other party a chance to take advantage of.

At this time, the Wang family, who was suppressed by death, was already full of despair, the happiest time in her life was when she first married her husband, the wind and rain were smooth and the harvest was enough to feed the family, and her husband was a warm-hearted person who was also very good to herself.

But since the husband's father once picked up a small urn from the edge of the village, the husband's mother and father have passed away one after another, the young son is frail and sickly, and it is doubtful whether he can live past a year old, and the husband died not long after, and he was targeted by the homeless idlers, and all the bad luck was concentrated in her family, why did God treat me like this as a weak woman, why is it so unfair!

After death, she turned into a trick, able to wake up her husband, who was also a spirit, and tricked him into living as a living person, she thought that the suffering would have an acceptable ending in the end, but she didn't expect that the torture was still continuing, first she met a powerful Taoist priest who was seriously injured, and finally the Taoist priest left, and there was a demon hunter.

One is still difficult to deal with, trapped in the formation at this time, and two righteous people who claim to be the guardian of the demon are still eyeing the battle, I hate it! I hate it! Why are those unkind people, those who are in the country, those who are well-dressed and beasts not eradicated, but all come against me, a miserable woman, I hate it so much! I hate it!

I'd rather die in the world and never enter reincarnation, and curse all of you not to die well!

Shen Fei stood on a high place and looked at it clearly, the little Taoist had steadily suppressed the Wang family, but the yin qi in Wang's body suddenly rioted, and he fought back to the death, carrying out a self-harming counterattack with an unprecedented frenzied attitude.

The little Taoist himself is weak, and he mostly relies on the formation, but today's formation is particularly awkward, but he is still in control, at this time, the Wang clan launched a desperate counterattack, and the formation of high-load operation, the lack was magnified.

"Not good." The little Taoist shouted loudly, not only to boost his own anger, but also to Shen Fei, don't watch the show, if you could have taken a slight hand in the stalemate before, you would have suppressed the other party a long time ago, big brother, promise me not to be on the edge, okay? Give you the head.

The little Taoist priest has already tried his best at this time, who can understand the suffering of a blue mage, seeing that the spiritual power is about to be overdrawn, Wang Shi once again let out a scream full of resentment, penetrating the soul and pouring into the ears of the little Taoist, and the already shaky little Taoist can no longer hold on.

The 70 talismans around the dense village were shattered at the same moment, and the little Taoist priest was sweating profusely, sitting on the ground in prostration, panting heavily, faintly faintly fainting.

Wang screamed again, and rushed towards the little Taoist, who was now unable to move, let alone respond.

But it was Shen Fei who arrived at the little Taoist priest one step ahead of Wang, and he had already started to act when the little Taoist gave a warning.

He stretched out his hand and dragged down the dust from the back of the little Taoist, took three steps forward, and blocked the front of the little Taoist's fat body.

But at this time, the dust that was swung out by him collided with the claws of the Wang clan that attacked, and they felt the huge force from the collision place, and each took two steps back.

The violent yin qi on Wang's body stagnated and weakened a little, but the dust in Shen Fei's hand was completely wasted, the mane was flying all over the sky and scattered, and only the long handle was left in his hand, Shen Fei was dumbfounded.

But what is more distressed than him is the little fat man, the little Taoist priest rolled his eyes, that is my whisk, where did this come from, when have you seen someone use the whisk as a weapon, can't you see the peachwood sword behind me? Doesn't this look like a weapon? Haven't you ever seen a Taoist priest using a peachwood sword?

At this time, he didn't have time to feel sorry for his dust, he took out the peachwood sword from his back, handed it to Shen Fei, and said weakly: "Use this, my master gave me a magic weapon." ”

It was difficult for Shen Fei to explain to him such a thing as painting style, using dust to subdue demons and eliminate demons was higher than using a sword, and it was not easy to say it clearly, smacking his lips, he still couldn't finish leaving the long handle of the dust whisk, and took the peachwood sword.

He poured spiritual power into it, and the spiritual power in his body poured into the peachwood sword like a flood, good guy, this consumption is too high, can the little fat man withstand it? After thinking about the Taoist priest's fat body, well, he should be able to use it once when he squeezed it dry.

No longer hesitating, he swung his sword and stabbed at the Wang family, the Wang family seemed to be very afraid of this peachwood sword, seeing Shen Fei attacking with it, he glanced at Shen Fei with resentment, turned around and floated away outside the village.

But after the storm, she also showed fatigue at this time, the yin qi on her body was a little unstable, and the speed could not reach Shen Fei who opened the Sihe Gong, and she was caught up in a few arrow steps, Shen Fei stabbed straight with her sword, she hurriedly dodged to the side, but she was inevitably hit by the peachwood sword.

When the peachwood sword touches the yin qi, it is like an oil pot dripping into clear water, boiling, and the yin qi evaporates in an instant.

Shen Fei swung his sword and slashed again.