That's what she really is!

The Battle Hall is a place where iron and blood are intertwined, and a beautiful face will only be regarded as a "vase", and it is also a symbol of natural weakness!

So, she used her magic to change her appearance in order to blend in with her peers.

Time flies, and the peers who saw her appearance in the past have all become ancient, leaving only Yuzhu and Xu Fei.

She thought that she would work with the two senior brothers to realize the Great Dao, but it backfired, and the two closest people also left.

The sadness and loneliness that could not be discharged struck her, and two lines of tears flowed from her eyes.

After a while, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and began to look at the small cavern.

There were several array flags left on the ground, all of which had exhausted their spiritual power, and around the array flags, there were the remnants of at least a thousand spirit stones.

Who is so expensive?

Is it to save yourself?

How could an ordinary disciple of the Battle Master Hall take out so many spirit stones to save people, and then disdain to leave afterwards?

Don't...... Could it be him......

When Yan Yun's appearance appeared in her mind, she sighed faintly, folded the man's robe, took the shield in her hand, and rushed towards the wedge stone cave with a glimmer of light above her head.

A beautiful red figure flashed out, standing under a clear cavern.

But then, she was stunned, raised her head, and looked at the abnormal celestial phenomena in the air like nine dragons absorbing water.

The nearby black and red mist seemed to have been absorbed by something, and it could not satisfy its huge "appetite", and it was extending deep into the two ends of the cave.

The black-red Netherworld Qi, like a hemp rope, was entangled, divided into two parts, five strands on one side and four strands on the other, and was converging towards the other end of the boulder that she had just flown out of!

The Netherworld Qi was compressed from nine strands into one strand, forming a huge funnel that was large at the top and small at the bottom.

Probably because the Netherworld Qi was extremely compressed, at the end of the funnel, the red was burning like a flame, and it was extremely violent!

Fairy Qiuyan wanted to find out, but after thinking about it, she took out a set of spare magic weapons from the storage bag and dug a simple cave on the side of the boulder.

She sat cross-legged in the cave to protect the Dharma for those who brought out the vision.

She already knew that if she could pick up a life, she would definitely be inseparable from this person.

The vision lasted for half an hour before it stopped, and then a terrifying howl rang out, and the ground was instantly covered in ice.

The Autumn Swallow Fairy poked her eyes out in shock, only to see that the clear air was covered by thick black clouds, and then looking at these black clouds, they were all human souls.

These souls were in such pain that they opened their mouths wide and shouted, but they couldn't make any sound.

Could it be that this person is cultivating evil skills?

Fairy Qiuyan's heart was furious, and the two scimitars in her hands suddenly glowed!

In the spatial cave in the belly of the boulder, a new ghost spirit flag appeared in front of Yan Yun, the whole body was dark, and the outside of the banner was wrapped in a layer of blood-colored mist, which looked a little illusory, as if it was not an entity.

Yan Yun stared at this flag, smiled at the corner of his lips, and took out another broken soul flag from the storage bag.

As soon as the two looked at each other, the newly refined Wraith Soul Banner seemed to have seen an extremely delicious delicacy, and an atomized tentacle stretched out from the flag, tearing the broken flag in.

After a while, the broken flag was spit out by the new flag, like abandonment.

Yan Yun was secretly happy in his heart, and took the new flag in his hand and played with it for a while, and then sacrificed it to make it his natal weapon.

When he finished his sacrifice, his mind instantly connected with the new flag.

In the Soul Banner space, the Ghost King emerged from the fog and was looking at his new home with a pair of deep ghost eyes.

Around the Ghost King, the spirits of the dead were flying in the sky.

It's hard to say what the difference is between this new flag and a broken flag, but Yan Yun can intuitively feel that if the new flag is compared to a high-rise building, then the broken flag is a cowshed.

"Lord...... Master ......" the ghost king said to Yan Yun in a deep voice.

"Hehe, from now on, listen to me, I can guarantee that there will be more and more souls under your command." Yan Yun Zhengse said, "However, what you control is all treacherous, so ......"

The ghost king hurriedly said: "Master, if the soul is released, the soul power of this king will be greatly damaged, and he will not be able to obey the master's dispatch for a long time, once the master is in danger, ......"

Yan Yun intercepted: "I have my own opinions!" ”

The ghost king originally wanted to persuade Yan Yun, but seeing that he had no intention of accommodating, he had to release all the dead souls in his reluctance.

All of a sudden, the spirits of the dead filled the sky, through the shield of the boulders, and dispersed into the cavern.

These dead souls were like exhibits, flying past Yan Yun's eyes one by one.

"Whoever stays and who leaves, please decide to the master." The Ghost King said in a loud voice.

"All these great evil people are left." Yan Yun pointed.

These people included the monks of Chifeng, Tuoba Lie, and the Dream Spirit Sect, Li Ao, and several eunuchs who used the Wraith Banner.

"These people are all ordinary people, let them return to dust and dust, and they will be born early!" Yan Yun said again.

The rest, including the Qiang soldiers and innocent people.

"The Imperial Decree of the Supreme Lord, the Lonely Soul of Chaoyou...... Rescue and other people, rush to overbirth, rescue and other people, rush to overbirth. Yan Yun held the yin and yang meridian recipe in his hand and sang sincerely.

As the chant sounded, the souls of the dead, who had been in black and white and had an illusory body, gradually took on color, sounded and smiled, as if they had come to life.

They felt a sense of relief after a great relief, and gave a great gift to Yan Yun, and then turned into a white ball of light and disappeared into the depths of the earth.

The ghost king and Yan Yun had the same mind, and put the Zuo family and others at the end.

When more than a dozen people from the Zuo family, including Zoe and Zuo Ziang, stood in front of Yan Yun, his eyes were red, he knelt on the ground, and bowed.