"A sea of blood!"

The hoarse and sharp sound of bones echoed in the air, and no one dared to laugh at the strange words.

In the face of the ghost general's spell, the Taoist was very cautious, he waved his hand, and there were dozens of more talismans in the air, and these precious talismans were thrown into the air by him as if they didn't want money.

The colors of the sky appeared in the air, some shot at the black tiger, some attacked the ghost general, and some turned into a light shroud in front of the Taoist.

Before these methods were over, his dust danced into the air, and the silver-white silk whiskers turned into a sky full of silver light, and swept away towards the ghost general.

The Taoist saw the problem at a glance, the black tiger in the air is not the key, the ghost general who exerts his magical powers below is the root of it, as long as the ghost general is solved, the black tiger in the air will naturally be solved.

In the face of the silver filaments coming from the sky, the ghost waved the horse lance, and the flames formed a crescent moon, running towards the silver filament.

Ordinary silk whiskers will become a prairie fire if they are contaminated with a little spark, but this silk whisker is obviously not a mortal thing, and water and fire are inviolable.

The flames slammed into the silver wire, sending it flying, but not damaging its roots.

Then these tendrils intertwined and twisted into a strand, like the peerless giant python, rushing towards the ghost, sometimes entwining, sometimes sweeping.

The Daoist's forehead was already covered with sweat, and his back was also soaked with sweat, and he hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time.

Since beating him to become a Dharma protector, he has been on top, and he has not had a chance to make a move, and he has been a little rusty for a long time.

But this magic weapon can't make up for the gap in the realm, the ghost will be a powerful ghost in the Great Perfection realm, and the Taoist talent is only seven levels of qi refining, and there are several levels in the middle.

In this way, the fighting method of the cross-border realm makes the mana and spirit of the Taoist consume very quickly, and he does not dare to have the slightest fork, otherwise he will die in Huangquan.

Now he regrets it, why did he agree to this request at that time and come here to wade into this troubled water.

It's really a ghost, if it weren't for the greed for this dust, how could there be such a thing now.

In the past, if the Taoist could still use the Movement Charm to escape, now it is not a last resort, but it is not possible.

This Wan Luo umbrella is a little strange for the sect to see this time, in order to be more thoughtful, give him a life, and after the task is completed, it needs to be returned to the sect.

If he runs for his life now and leaves the Wanluo umbrella here, even if he returns to the sect, it will be a big crime, even if his life is worry-free.

But he had to think about it in the cave of ten thousand ghosts, taste the extreme pain of loneliness, and suffer the punishment of ten thousand ghosts piercing the body, the Taoist shuddered when he thought about it, he would rather die than go to the ten thousand ghost caves.

Most of the people who went to the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves to be tortured were insane and became crazy people, and a few people also fell sharply after they came out, and they couldn't advance an inch for life, so they could only do some minor chores in the sect.

As for his escape, just kidding, he has a wisp of life soul, left in the immortal card of the sect, if he escapes, the sect has thousands of methods, so that he can survive and not die, and his soul is scattered in the torture.

As soon as he thought of this, the Taoist didn't hide it anymore, he patted the storage bag, and the air was filled with all kinds of magic weapons, and he had already begun to fight hard.

The first thing that appeared in the hands of the Taoist was a short flag, which was the Taoist housekeeping skill, the soul refining flag, or the housekeeping skill of the entire Ten Thousand Souls Sect, just listening to this name, you would know what their sect was mainly about.

Although the magic weapon in front is powerful, the Taoists have just obtained it and are very unfamiliar, but this soul refining banner is his specialty, and among all the protectors of the sect, his soul refining banner is also one of the best.

What's more, in this blood mist, there are so many resentful ghosts, the ghost will be able to use it, why can't he use it, who will be forced by this thing.

With the black soul refining banner in his hand, the Taoist's heart was obviously much more stable, and the temperament of his whole body also changed, he was like a Taoist before, and now he is more like an evil cultivator.

He waved the Soul Refining Banner, and an inexplicable aura was released on him, and some of the unjust souls on the periphery of the Black Tiger actually broke away and began to flock to the Daoist.

The Taoist actually competed with the black tiger to think of these unjust souls, not only that, but the black smoke rose from the soul refining flag, forming a large black cloud in the air, and from time to time there were lightning bolts coming out of the clouds, but it was a strange purple color.

Hee-hee-hee!

A distorted black shadow was released from the Soul Refining Banner, not only its body shape was distorted, but its facial features were even more distorted, and no normal organs and limbs could be seen on its entire body.

But no matter where he looked, he could see his face, which looked extremely weird.

After this ghost came out, the other unjust ghosts seemed to have seen the king, and they could only pry the Taoist in the corner of the wall, but at this time, more unjust ghosts came to the black cloud and listened to his orders.

The attack of the ghost general was defused in this way, sometimes not only the realm, but also the spell is very important, otherwise he would just be a strong child if he has no ability.

The ghosts and ghosts that filled the sky no longer surrounded the black tiger alone, and the Taoist also formed a huge whirlpool here, fighting against the black tiger.

Most of the unjust souls in this blood mist were formed after the unjust death of the people in Pingyang City, and their strength was not too strong, and those who had been silent for hundreds or thousands of years before were only a few, and many of them were not attracted by the two and had their own will.

Although the realm of the ghost general is higher than that of the Taoist, the Taoist has an innate advantage that he does not have, that is, there is more than one powerful ghost in this soul refining.

They are all collected by Taoists for dozens or hundreds of years, and all of them are strong, and they are all fine products collected by his painstaking base.

The lowest strength among these powerful ghosts is the strength of the third layer of Qi training.

One after another, the powerful ghosts were released from the soul refining flag, and there were all kinds of them, but the momentum was a little worse than that of the first one.

But as long as one is more terrifying than one, like the female ghost who frightened Zhang Daring before, she is a good girl in it.

For example, this powerful ghost that has come out of the Soul Refining Banner now is unusually large, with a man's head above the neck, and its face is covered with wounds, its face is drooping on its face, and all kinds of insects are wriggling in the wounds.

There was also dark blood flowing from the facial features, and the neck below the skull was covered with scales, apparently a snake body.

And his body was unusually bloated, as if it was filled with qi, and his entire body could occupy half of the room, and below his body were eight tentacles.

This terrible ghost is like a combination of various other terrifying creatures, which are crossed together.

When this powerful ghost appeared, the Taoist helped his waist, and these obviously put a lot of load on him.