Chapter Seventy-Five: Resistance
"Qingjun Daoist!"
The soul banner that swallowed the black box suddenly appeared a huge suction, and the figure of the Qingjun Daoist swayed, as if it was about to be sucked in by the soul flag.
"Yao Daoyou, what should I do!"
Watching the Qingjun Daoist gradually approach the Soul Banner with cold eyes, Guan Ziqi suddenly fell on Yao Ruoqing and them.
"Don't get out of the way this time. ”
With a wave of his hand, the spirit released by the soul banner suddenly pounced on them with a fierce face.
"Everyone, be careful!"
Souls generally have the cultivation of the middle stage of Qi cultivation, and there are many of them, Yao Ruoqing and they were quickly entangled.
The figure of the Qingjun Daoist approached the rapidly spinning soul flag, and he tried his best to support his body.
"Guan Ziqi, you are here today for the soul of this Dao?"
Guan Ziqi spread his hands, "Obviously. ”
What is to give up, what is for the sake of the Qingjun Taoist, what is life for life, these words are all false.
From beginning to end, there is only one purpose in the Guanzi period: the soul of the Qingjun Daoist!
His gaze fell on the soul banner and he couldn't stop smiling, "Master, do you know how much strength I had to use to keep myself from laughing when I saw this golden bow made of soul-nourishing wood?"
"The Soul Nourishing Wood can nourish the soul and keep your soul from weakening for many years, but at the same time, it will also leave your soul breath. He stretched out his hand, and the demonic energy headed towards the soul flag, increasing the strength of the soul flag.
"You see, I'm just a little trick now, and your dignified Jindan monk has fallen into my hands. ”
"You're crazy. Qingjun Daoren's face was disgraced, "You are already a demon, and there is no cure at all." ”
"Master, I advise you to accept the reality, after all, you will soon become a demon cultivator that you are deeply ashamed of...... Ah, no, you're not even as good as a demon cultivator, hahahaha......" he laughed out loud.
"Poof!"
Yao Ruoqing spat out a mouthful of blood.
In the previous battle against the stone people, she had already wasted a lot of spiritual power, not to mention these almost hordes of Qi cultivation ghosts.
Although the soul has qi cultivation and cultivation, it is only condensed by black qi, and there is no qi cultivation in the emptiness, like a remnant soul.
Otherwise, they would not have been able to sustain it until now.
What should I do, if the Qingjun Dao people are really subdued by the Guanzi period, how can they escape?
But right now, they can't even deal with ghosts, so how can they help the Qingjun Dao people?
Ghosts have no entity, and attacks are useless against them, but they can attack them.
This is a huge disadvantage.
Yao Ruoqing's blue light shield was useless against them, the Guiyi Sword was useless against them, she could only use spells, and she also discovered that the Phantom Healing Technique could actually dissolve their attacks.
"Both the Water Spirit Root and the Wood Spirit Root carry an extremely pure aura, and it is also because of this that the monks with these two Spirit Roots can cultivate the healing technique. Jingguang explained.
The remnant belongs to the dark side, and only pure power can fight it.
Yao Ruoqing couldn't take care of these for the time being, "What can you do? If the Qingjun Daoist really falls into the hands of Guan Ziji, we will definitely die." ”
"How?"
Yao Ruoqing rose with hope.
"Nope. ”
“......”
"Bang!"
Yao Ruoqing fell into the corner of the wall, and rebounded to the ground, stirring up a stream of stone chips.
Blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, "Where have I had so many fights every day?" She still had the leisure to complain, and then quickly stood up to defend herself against the black gas attack.
"Come on, some low-level creatures that rely on numbers to win, and you can't deal with them?"
“......”
Yao Ruoqing didn't want to speak.
"Ahhhh
A series of terrible screams sounded, and Yao Ruoqing was thrilled.
"Poof!" The remnant soul in front of Yao Ruoqing's eyes was suddenly slashed away by a sword, and the black qi dissipated, revealing Li Yu's face.
In order to support Yao Ruoqing, he was forced to kill a way out of the remnant soul.
Zhu Zhipan was stunned when he caught a glimpse of this scene.
It's amazing!
"It's good that you're not dead. Li Yu said.
"......" Yao Ruoqing was also helpless, "concentrate on fighting monsters." ”
Yao Ruoqing attacked the remnant soul who rushed in.
"Hahaha," Jingguang scoffed, "he can you off every time he comes to save someone!"
Yao Ruoqing took the time to look back and saw Li Yu who was killing in all directions.
How does he feel his sword...... It's a little different from usual.
What's the difference......
"Do you remember what I told you, Li Yu has been in retreat for three years......"
Before Jingguang finished speaking, he was stopped by Guan Ziqi's angry voice.
"Master, I really underestimate you! you can still attack me in such a desperate situation!"
Yao Ruoqing surrounded himself with the water flow of the Phantom Healing Technique, and then looked at the coffin.
Guan Ziqi is now far away from the coffin, and the place where he was originally standing is in a mess, and the figure of the Qingjun Daoist is even weaker.
Just now, the Qingjun Daoist took advantage of the unpreparedness of the Guanzi period, and used his best efforts to condense a little aura to come out.
If one blow fails, the Qingjun Daoist seems to be ten years old.
It was he who was careless.
will let himself not be at peace after death.
"There are many dreams in the night. ”
Guan Ziqi put away that teasing expression, and suddenly slapped his palm at himself, forcing out a drop of heart blood, and the heart blood instantly submerged into the soul flag, fueling his arrogance.
"See you another day, master!"
The attraction of the soul banner has increased, and even the remnant soul released is faintly stronger.
Zhu Zhipan's magic weapon is a meniscus wheel that can be held with both hands, which is just right to restrain the remnant soul.
A little yellow light loomed on Li Yu's iron sword, which was just right to restrain the remnant soul.
The water flow around Yao Ruoqing can still support it for a while.
Qingjun Daoist people will be sucked into the soul flag.
Guan Ziqi focused on injecting demonic energy into the soul flag.
It can't go on like this!
Yao Ruoqing shook his hand, and several glowing things were thrown out, and suddenly, the stone room shook, and the stones flew up, forming the appearance of a stone man.
The six stone men stood up with huge bodies, and the stone axes were huge, and they swung the stone axes towards the Guanzi period.
"You!" Guan Ziqi was furious, "Why are you again!"
It's me, I can't kill you!
Yao Ruoqing secretly responded in his heart, and then took advantage of the Guanzi period to be embraced by the stone man, summoning the Guiyi Sword Needle and heading towards the soul banner in mid-air.
She's going to stop the Soul Banner from working!
However, the black qi around the soul banner blocked the attack of the Guiyi Sword Needle, and the Guiyi Sword Needle still faintly showed signs of blackening, which frightened Yao Ruoqing to quickly retract it.
Guan Ziqi was annoyed by the siege of the stone people, and he lost a drop of blood in his heart, his face turned pale, and he frowned and recited the incantation lightly.
Something surprising happened, a black snake with a thick bowl mouth suddenly appeared beside him, and the origin of its body was exactly the same as that of Guan Ziqi.
Third-Order Black Water Snake!
There are also signed monsters in the Guanzi period!
Yao Ruoqing scolded secretly.
There are too many ways to build a foundation!
I saw that as soon as the black water snake came out, it was like a thousand people, the snake's tail was swept away, and the stone people were swept out.
Guan Ziqi glanced at Yao Ruoqing gloomily, and the remnant souls around her immediately became more and came towards her.
"Get in the way. ”
At this time, the Qingjun Daoist was less than half a meter away from the soul flag.
Guan Ziqi took out a knife, and without the slightest hesitation, he shot at his wrist, and immediately cut a bloody hole, and blood poured into the soul banner continuously, increasing his arrogance.
The suction of the soul banner became larger, and the Qingjun Daoist seemed to be about to submerge into the soul banner in the next second.
"The Retribution ...... the Way"