As the demon was repulsed, Qian Yunsheng himself was repelled several steps by the large aftermath that rushed out.

He clutched his chest and sighed, although his chest had been demonized due to his previous serious injury, such a violent collision still had an impact on himself.

Fortunately, there was the blood condensation armor given by Bao Lao, Qian Yunsheng thought so, his mind moved, and he silently manifested the treasure armor.

This treasure armor is worthy of being a quasi-magic weapon, and with it, Qian Yunsheng can not worry too much about such a huge aftermath.

Qian Yunsheng pointed with his hand again, and he had no worries and collided with the roaring demon again.

Although he was still forced to retreat a few steps this time, the huge shock was effectively blocked by the Blood Condensation Treasure Armor, and it did not touch the old wound, which really made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Soon, though, his brow furrowed.

"It's still not enough,"

Qian Yunsheng silently realized that without the drag of his body, he began to feel that although the Dementor Banner was still continuing to collect souls, it was obviously not enough to defeat the demons just by collecting at such a speed.

Just like just now, after two consecutive collisions with demons, his soul army consumed hundreds of souls at the forefront at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But it's no wonder, after all, these newly collected souls are all cannon fodder nature, and it can be said that the quality of these souls is too poor, so they can't even withstand such a collision with a little more intensity.

Fortunately, I have the high-quality souls extracted from the beast soul talisman that I saved before, and with them as the backbone, I can barely ensure the quality of the soul flag that used the soul to transform and slap the big hand of the demon.

The demon also seemed to notice Qianyunsheng's situation, and its whole body was radiant,

Although each collision made it disgraced and futile, under such a few huge collisions, the demon also felt that the obvious speed of the other party's soul collection could not withstand the speed of soul consumption.

Seeing this clearly, the demon also has an idea,

It inhaled sharply, and the accumulated rain above its head suddenly decreased.

Then it burst into flames, and all the power it had accumulated burst out from this leaping action, like a monster beast with excellent bounce and extremely toned.

The power of the demon's feet was superimposed on the top of his head layer by layer along with the red light, and the blood-red rain also roared up like waves, like a monstrous wave towards Qianyunsheng.

Qian Yunsheng's hands were also clasped tightly, and his index fingers stretched out to touch. Then the finger is turned rapidly, and the middle finger is placed on the index finger.

He read aloud: "The charm of the ghost, the battle is clear, the mystery and the old man, protect my body, broken, broken, broken"

For a moment, the big hand that the Dementor Banner had conjured also changed. I saw a huge hammer in the middle of the big hand conjuring up, and it was pinched by the big hand, roaring and suddenly turning up, and smashing it like a huge wave.

At this moment, it was as if the huge waves were smashed by the falling meteor, and the layers of blood-red mist also wore down the speeding meteor smaller and smaller.

Seeing that his attack was once again blocked by Qian Yunsheng, the demon roared unwillingly. And on Qian Yunsheng's side, a large number of souls wrapped around the periphery also disappeared in large numbers under the extremely corrosive rain of the demons.

This time, both sides suffered a big loss.

"The gods are united to fill the blood, the corpse evil is reckless and immortal, the earth flies up to the jade que, and the six Ding spirit children are enshrined, collected, collected, collected"

Qian Yunsheng's face remained unchanged, and his squeezed hand flipped again, urging more souls to throw towards the dementor flag.

The Dementor Banner also became more and more dark and radiant, and a huge amount of soul was invested in it, which seemed to have been greatly nourished for it, and it was even more terrifying now than when Qian Yunsheng first repaired it.

The demon's state was not good, and the great collision just now consumed a lot of blood rain on its head, causing it to shake its head for a while and not be able to fully recover.

Qian Yunsheng smiled, although the moment just now directly consumed thousands of his souls.

But the horror of ghost cultivation is here, as long as he is given a suitable battlefield, he can have a steady stream of soul replenishment. Others may be bigger and weaker, but ghost cultivators can fight stronger and stronger, and even slaughter gods and destroy Buddhas.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and his body rose again, and now the souls in the slums alone could no longer satisfy him, and he was like a beacon, attracting souls from farther away.

The soul sucking soul banner was like a vicious magic weapon, and its face became darker and darker.

Its surface began to grow softer and softer, like a sponge that had soaked up water, and became extremely thick. The pole, which was strange, twisted, and coiled like the scars of a tree, became more and more polished.

"Go!"

Although all the souls of cannon fodder are absorbed now, there are more ants and they still bite the elephant to death. Therefore, after seeing that the Dementor Banner had absorbed enough souls, Qian Yunsheng waved the Dementor Banner without hesitation, commanding these souls to rush downward.

As the soul rushed down, the entire slum seemed to blow a gust of wind at first.

Then the wind blew stronger and stronger, and in the sound of the wind, it was as if the breath of death had awakened in it, and the emotions of decay, unwillingness, pain, and resentment seemed to have rushed out of the depths of hell.

Together, these emotions were like a hurricane that grew stronger and stronger, and finally whirled everything on the ground in a whirlwind.

In the battlefield, the insects that were still rummaging for the living also "chirped" eagerly, and they were almost involuntarily blown up by the whirlwind.

"Bang~",

Some insects turned red all over their bodies, trying to escape into the void. How could Qian Yunsheng let them get their wish, plus the soul in his soul flag was already restrained by this, and the soul chain formed before restrained the turtle steward.

Therefore, as several huge chains waved in the whirlwind, those insects that had escaped into the void were also carried out by Qianyunsheng one after another, and they were rolled up into the sky together.

"Go ahead!"

After the huge whirlwind took shape, Qian Yunsheng pointed at it and commanded the whirlwind to fly towards the demon.

The demon seemed to sense some danger, and it first roared, violently absorbing all the rain above its head into its body, making the red light on its body thicker.

Then, it hugged its body violently, gathered its big limbs, and protected the most important parts of its face, and the huge armor on its body seemed to be like a hideous murder weapon, allowing the whirlwind to hit its armor.

Qian Yunsheng pinched it fiercely, as if it was a great hurricane falling from the sky, and the momentum was driven by the huge impact of high-speed rotation driven by countless souls, and suddenly collided with the demon.

At this moment, even the destroyed bricks, sticks, iron bars, and even bones in the dead city have become weapons for thousands of clouds.

Individually, they look fragile, but when they hit the demon's armor, they are crumbled. But when countless bricks and bones rushed towards the demon, they quickly wiped out the layer of red light on the demon's body.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qian Yunsheng's mouth,

"Now I see how you can escape?!" he seemed to feel the victory in his hands.

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