Qian Yunsheng flew forward with the Dementor Banner, the huge demon following behind him, and every step it took made the earth tremble, and as the demons began to run, there were houses on the ground that were trampled, shattered, and collapsed.

People ran out of the house in horror, and before they could see the situation clearly, they were lightly grabbed by the demon's big hand, easily pinched into their hands, and stuffed into their mouths without hindrance.

Qian Yunsheng felt a dangerous aura, the other party just ran, and that huge aura of substance rushed towards him, as if he was facing a desolate beast,

He felt that even if the other party casually showed his momentum, it seemed to be enough to tear himself to pieces, and then swallow it easily.

Qian Yunsheng didn't dare to stop at all, and commanded the dementor banner to fly forward like a meteor. Fortunately, he had the magic weapon of the Dementor Banner in his hand, because only a magic weapon could fly for such a long time.

The demon roared impatiently, and as more and more red rain was collected on the other party's body, the whole body was covered with a layer of red light that seemed to be substantial.

That layer of red light was as sharp as a sword, and it seemed to contain a more dangerous, more direct, and more violent force.

This made Qian Yunsheng unable to escape the pursuit of demons even if he maximized the speed of the Dementor Banner.

Qian Yunsheng's eyes quickly roamed, just a period of flight, he had already let his dementor collect hundreds of souls, although it seemed like a lot, but for such a powerful demon, it was far from enough, he also had to have more souls.

At this moment, a huge shout and crying in the distance attracted Qian Yunsheng's attention. He looked in amazement, and a palpitating voice came, as if the despair and pain had reached the limit of human screams and wails.

Qianyun violently turned the Soul Banner and turned to that side. Now only by finding a way to absorb enough souls can you have the capital to fight against demons, and the more screaming places, the more fresh souls are likely to have.

Soon, a distant scene appeared in front of Qian Yunsheng's eyes. Dozens of huge worm-like objects were happily arching around. In a large room, the human beings who rushed out from time to time were driven together by these worm-like things and devoured them happily.

This huge slum seems to have turned into a dead Shura hell, and countless huge insects are tumbling inside, turning out those who are hiding in the corners.

"I'm fighting with you!" a gray-haired old man, holding a kitchen knife, holding his little granddaughter in one hand, brandishing a kitchen knife in the other, roared at the huge worms that brought them despair, desperately making a final struggle.

"Mommy, Mommy", the little granddaughter also stretched out her hand, crying and howling at the body of a woman who had fallen not far away, so young that she obviously did not understand the meaning of death.

The insect seems to be an emotionless killer, with a seemingly ridiculous, but extremely agile movement, it flicks lightly, rushes forward, and is about to swallow the two foods in front of it directly into the stomach.

"簌~",

Just when the old man closed his eyes and brandished a kitchen knife in despair, he was about to accept the fate of death that he could no longer change, a seed that popped up at high speed turned into a large canopy of vines in mid-air and collided with the demon insect.

"Chirp, chirp", the insect hissed, struggling to retreat, trying to bounce away the vine that had just popped out of Qianyunsheng's face.

"It's the immortal master, the immortal master has come to save us!" the old man cried with joy, holding his granddaughter on the ground and kowtowing.

"Babble~"

The insect seemed to be enraged, its body turned red violently, and then rushed into the void with a "bang", this time the great power directly left the vine in the local area, you must know that the vine can not escape into the void.

"Be careful!"

As soon as Qian Yunsheng shouted, the insect had already emerged from the void, right behind the old man. It opened its large, dense mouth and "clicked", like biting a sweet crispy pear, and bit the old man and his granddaughter into his mouth together.

Qian Yunsheng, who was stimulated by the death of the old man, stopped with a "whoosh", and the scene in front of him seemed to be a death purgatory, which made Qian Yunsheng feel a cold feeling like a shiver, and he felt that the most primitive fighting spirit and killing intent in the depths of his heart were mobilized.

The Dementor Banner also seemed to sense its master's intentions, and it also passed on its consciousness and pride as a magic weapon to Qian Yunsheng. It feels like you suddenly touch a valve in your body, and once you touch it, you wake up.

Qian Yunsheng felt that the dementor banner in his hand had been awakened for the first time, and the huge tomb-like scene in front of him made the dementor banner excited, and it felt that countless fresh souls were waiting for his summoning.

He smiled and patted his old buddy, stimulated by the Dementor Banner, and he also felt a wild state galloping in his body.

He began to fly towards the sky, and the whole thing seemed to be like a huge Shura field, and countless souls flew out of the ground, corners, eaves, and crevices under the summoning of the dementor flag, and flew towards the dementor banner like ten thousand birds throwing themselves into the forest.

Qian Yunsheng held the dementor flag, and at this moment he felt that his mind was extremely clear. That sense of acuity enveloped the mind, and when combined with the powerful desire that came from the Dementor Banner, it all turned into a fiery but cold aura of powerful fighting spirit.

As more and more souls gathered in the Dementor Banner, Qian Yunsheng flew higher and higher. He was free from the demon's outstretched hands and allowed him to roar underground into the sky.

He opened his mouth slightly, and the gloomy bytes spit out from his mouth: "The Yang God is the soul, the Yin God is the soul, the banner hangs the treasure number, refining the nine Yao, the slight opening of the netherworld, the Five Emperors and the Divine Monarch, all the sins of the drunkenness, help me form"

With the chanting of the incantation, the dementor banner was completely opened,

This would make Qian Yunsheng already feel that countless souls had drilled into the soul flag.

Qian Yunsheng felt that his momentum was getting higher and higher, and even he was like a black hole, as long as he was given enough soul and time, he could even be compared to a god.

This will make Qianyun feel like there is wind flowing in his ears, there are clouds crawling around, and the blood-red rain in the sky is dripping down, and it is also completely blocked by the Dementor Banner, as if there is a layer of cold enchantment around him.

The demon roared wildly, and the deep red light of its whole body was quickly absorbed into its body, and the black armor of its whole body was also reflected as red as a demon.

It roared, and then stepped on the ground, shooting like a cannonball towards the thousand clouds in the sky.

"Go!"

Qian Yunsheng pointed indifferently, and in the soul flag, countless souls rushed out of the flag, and with a light touch from him, he formed a huge gray hand and slapped directly towards the demon that flew up.

"Boom~"

Under the violent collision of the two huge figures, countless souls rushed towards the demon with the sky-high resentment, murderous aura and death aura of the newly deceased person, and slapped the demon back to the ground in one fell swoop.

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