The high-level resentful spirit already has some human consciousness, and the hill it occupies is the territory, of course, it has to place a good place for itself to live, so a cave is opened in the direction of the moon on the hillside, and the cave is the residence of the high-level resentful spirit.

Slowly stepping over the pool, several people finally came to the cave of the high-level resentful spirit, Qing Ling thought in his heart, it seems that the perception of the high-level resentful spirit is not very good, in the face of a few cultivators whose strength is weaker than it, it can't be found.

What Qing Ling didn't know was that at this time, the high-level resentful spirit was practicing evil art in the cave, although the strength of this high-level resentful spirit was not high, but it was not weak in talent, it only took a hundred years for it to evolve from the resentful spirit to the high-level resentful spirit, and not long ago it was just from the hands of other high-level resentful spirits to deceive the secret method of cultivating evil arts, because he was engrossed in the cultivation, so he did not find that his cave had been surrounded by foreign cultivators.

With this opportunity, Qing Ling no longer hesitated to take the lead in entering the cave mansion of the high-level resentful spirit, still hiding his breath, and then followed, only Yuan Fengchi was alone, and everyone else was waiting outside the cave.

Sometimes a lot of people isn't necessarily a good thing, as now, the fewer people who enter the high-level wraith's cave, the better, and the others are outside the cave to prevent the wraiths from escaping.

Qing Ling is a cultivator in the late stage of distraction, and Yuan Fengchi is the same, except for Feng Xuan, on the surface, the two of them are the strongest of the eight people in the team, so it is not a problem for the two of them to enter the cave to deal with a high-level resentful spirit of comparable strength.

The cave was not as dark as Qing Ling had imagined, and the four walls of the cave emitted a light purple light, which was very weird.

The cave of the high-level resentful spirit has not been excavated much, it is just an empty big cave, and in the deepest part of the cave, on a five-meter-square, two-meter-high platform, there is a black-purple, almost physical shadow, that is the master of the small hillside in the depths of this misty forest-high-level resentful spirit.

Seeing this, Qing Ling also knew why his actions and those of his companions had not been discovered, this high-level resentful spirit was actually cultivating! It seemed that his luck was really good, and he had passed the previous danger three or four times, and now it was just as smooth.

Qing Ling looked sideways and gave Yuan Fengchi a look, and Yuan Fengchi immediately knew what Qing Ling meant, and he didn't move, and was careful and vigilant on the side.

Qing Ling's hands spilled out dozens of yellow paper ghost drawing talismans, and each paper talisman seemed to be pierced by an invisible thread in the air and linked into three upper and lower paper talisman arrays, instantly shrouded in the top of the head of the high-level resentful spirit, locking the energy around it.

Qing Ling's movements were not only like this, after using the low-level paper runes, she also took out seven high-grade ghost drawing rune papers drawn with demonic beast blood and crystal nucleus powder, and the seven paper runes were controlled by Qing Ling's spiritual power to form a small array between her wrist waves, surrounding the inner layer of the large array, and rotating around the top of the head of the high-level resentful spirit.

All of this was done in an instant, and by the time the high-level resentful spirit came back to its senses in shock from its cultivation, it had already found itself trapped, its illusory body was completely immobile, and it wanted to make a sound to warn, but it had no ability to pronounce.

Qing Ling still has a certain understanding of the resentful spirit, the resentful spirit has no entity, just an evil energy body gathered together, according to her conjecture, as long as this mass of energy is controlled, the high-level resentful spirit will naturally be controlled. What started out as a conjecture has now been put into practice.

However, Qing Ling's plan didn't stop there, he raised his eyes and looked at Yuan Fengchi.

"Feng Chi-" Qing Ling was alert, Yuan Feng Chi also began to act, a pale red halo appeared in his palm, instantly enveloping the resentful spirit, forming a two-meter-high light mask to trap the resentful spirit, the pale red light mask shrank in an instant, and all the paper rune arrays cast by the high-level resentful spirit and Qing Ling were gathered in, and in the blink of an eye, it shrank into a fist-sized crystal ball, floating in the air.

Qing Ling was thoughtful, even if she did this, she was still very careful, after Yuan Feng Chi used the power of the combination of fire wood attributes to transform the enchantment to collect the high-level resentful spirit, she carefully separated her spiritual power, and secretly knotted a layer of net on the crystal ball, and then put her mind at ease.

"Finished, I didn't expect to be subdued by us so easily. ”

It was indeed lucky, this high-level resentful spirit who was cultivating didn't even have time to fight back, so it was inexplicably taken away by Qing Ling and Yuan Fengchi.

The high-level resentful spirit is very wronged, but he is trapped in a crystal ball with three layers of restraint and is called Misery.

Qing Ling stepped forward, jumped on the high platform and took down the crystal ball suspended in the air, the crystal ball was rendered very beautifully by Yuan Fengchi's pale red light mask and his own slightly silver spiritual power dense net. If it weren't for the fact that there were high-level resentful spirits trapped among them, this crystal ball would definitely be liked by Qing Ling and taken for himself.

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