The black mask of light emitted from the tip of the knife is like some kind of in-game poison circle, shrinking toward the center as time passes.

On the two chains that connect Tianhong, the two Qi are surging and transmitting, as if the sound of the waves of the great river can be heard on it. The Yin Qi is obviously much thinner than the Ling Qi, which is also Tianhong's biggest headache, and there is really nothing there is to do.

The mutual transformation of the three qi is a process of sacrificing a large number of achievements and achieving a small amount, which is the law of the heavenly realm, and no one can break it. Tianhong can only lose as little Lingqi as possible while transforming. This is already getting better and better, and even Dabai often sighs to himself.

Most of the mercenaries in the corpse pile were willing to be reduced to the bottom because of their low cultivation and the lack of Lingqi. After he died, Lingqi slowly decreased over time, so Tianhong immediately changed a bunch of corpses to absorb while shrinking the circle, so as to barely keep the continuous connection of Yinqi.

The mask gradually shrank, and Guotu, who was standing on the outermost, had already revealed his anxious expression because he was too tall. But this mask seemed to have some strength, and he tried to get out in advance with brute force several times, but he was unsuccessful. He was afraid that the use of mana would interfere with Tianhong and make his young master go mad, so he had to give up.

The ghost mercenaries who walked over at the end also slowly revealed their bodies, and the one thing they just came out of was to raise their fists and clench them for a long time. It seems that the body is full of strength, and there is a feeling of rejuvenation.

Kunito didn't bother Tenhiro, but hurriedly joined the team to carry the body. As a fourth-order general, he only needed to see the doorway at a glance. Two and a half piles of mountain spirits can't support Tianhong at all. In other words, if he didn't intervene again, the young master of his family would really use it at the cost of damaging his body to make up for the lack of Yin Qi of the souls and ghosts.

Dabai, Dongzi, Iguane, Luo Gai, Yujunqing and even the refills have already started to be busy, if they only rely on the help of these mountain spirit mercenaries who have rebelled, Tianhong's Lingqi absorption would have been exhausted long ago.

Thanks to the addition of these general-level figures, the supply of Lingqi was barely maintained. In particular, Yujun's affection was even more powerful, and as soon as he raised his hand, the corpses of several mercenaries were dragged over by the small wind wheal.

Da Bai, Iguana, Luo Gai, and Guotu are as easy as shooting, and they throw the corpses they picked up directly and accurately on the pile one after another.

Dongzi and the refill had too little strength, and they worked together to drag the mountain spirit that threw the offset to where the corpse should be. These two guys were so tired that they didn't dare to look up and rest for a while.

"Guotu, what's the matter with those soldiers who look like sculptures?" Dabai asked.

"It was summoned by the young master with blood through the Five Sheep Plate!" Guotu replied loudly, "After digging out of the ground, they won't move, maybe the young master's heart doesn't need them anymore!" ”

"With what Qi is summoned?"

"Probably Lingqi! Because at that time, the young master also absorbed a lot of mountain spirits' corpses! ”

"Then move it quickly, the stinky boy can't supply it anymore! There aren't many mountain elf corpses left, so leave it to the mercenaries to carry them! ”

"Good!"

This is indeed the case on the field, with more and more people helping, and the corpses of the mountain spirits are rapidly decreasing. It's not that the captain and his brothers didn't expect the recruits and the resurrected mountain spirits, but they tried for a long time, but they couldn't move a bit. The weight of these summoned guys is completely measured in kilograms. At that time, they were all dug up by relying on the group of big men under Tianhong, and their resistance only made a modest contribution.

The two Qi were transmitted like a surge, shaving Tianhong's hair to one side. But when he saw his family and brothers cooperating so sincerely, his heart was full of emotion.

Seeing more and more ghosts coming out of the aperture, he felt a lot more relaxed. There are about a third of the ghosts left under the current light mask. A rough calculation of the remaining corpses and recruits in the field should be enough, and Tianhong is even more confident in his initiative.

It's a pity that he doesn't know how to do anything, or he will definitely conjure up a few people to knock a few for himself.

Some people in the yang world talk about ghosts and gods all day long, doing some bad things for fear that the ghosts and gods will know, and doing some good things for fear that the ghosts and gods will not know. When they really die, most of them are not superstitious again, what ghosts, gods, everyone is the same, no one should scare anyone. I will no longer talk about ghosts and gods, and worship them carefully.

It is precisely because of this that the ghosts and ghosts saved now basically will not knock a god-level figure like Tianhong like on TV, let alone worship him as a god.

Tianhong couldn't help but feel a little lost when he thought of this, he used to do some good things for fear that no one would see him on the road, so he looked left and right and hoped that someone could take a picture of this scene and post it on the Internet. But the pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, not to mention taking out their mobile phones, and there are very few people who even look this way.

Now he has saved nearly 10,000 people at once, although they have all died once, but they can be regarded as another different kind of existence in the Three Realms. How can such a great merit be known to the world? Do you have to rely on the big knife hanging from the top of the ghost's head?

The tip of the mask under the tip of the knife has been "thinned" into a line, indicating that the mission is about to be successfully completed. Looking at the spirits and ghosts who were full of energy and were excitedly discussing, Tianhong was extremely relieved in his heart, and of course he was also disappointed with what he thought just now.

The Lingqi on the fourth corpse pile had already run out, and Tianhong naturally took a few steps forward, preparing to absorb the energy on the fifth corpse pile. But when he turned around, he was immediately shocked and his scalp was numb.

There is no fifth pile, there are only a few corpses of mercenaries scattered in front of me, and the family and brothers who help are nervously gathered here, as if this is a red line that cannot be offended, the alarm line of the highest water level of the dam.

Tianhong looked at everyone in a panic, and then looked at the remaining light mask, there was still about one-tenth of the souls and ghosts that had not been replenished, which seemed to be a small number, once Tianhong's conduction was broken, there were nearly a thousand souls and ghosts that would disappear within a few days.

Yu Junqing stood closest, and the way she bit her lip probably showed the inner torment of most of her companions. Once the Lingqi on the corpses of the remaining mercenaries is absorbed, Tianhong's temperament will have to self-inflict the three Qi in his body to fill the vacancy of Yin Qi.

A young man with a heroic heart will never put his own gains and losses above the lives of ordinary people. Every second that passes now is a countdown to the danger coming.

Tianhong himself knows in his heart that this kind of energy transmission is actually consuming the essence of his body, such as physical strength, mental strength, and mental state. His mask was different from the mask of the water lice admiral he had encountered before, and Tianhong's one didn't have any conduction ability. What he did was to release a huge energy field from the Shen Qi, and then use spells to suppress the Yin Qi into the body of the person who was transmitted.

Just like the meat of the barbecue is marinated in advance, it is the same reason to let the salt and spices exchange inside and outside through the osmotic pressure of the meat cells.

This was his first attempt, and it could be regarded as a slap in the face to all the ghosts in disguise.

"Smack"! The chain of Lingqi suddenly broke under everyone's noses.