In the banquet, hundreds of people were already in chaos at this moment.

Screams, cries for help, cries of help are endless.

"Yu Yan, Jiaxin, come to me!" Wang Huairen, who had just walked into the banquet scene and had not had time to greet Qin Ming, shouted anxiously at this time.

No matter how much he wanted to break his head, he couldn't have imagined that the ordinary old man he had just seen outside would be so terrifying!

At this time, he remembered what the old man had just said.

"Damn, that's it!"

Wang Huairen complained bitterly in his heart, he just wanted to come to say hello, but he didn't expect to suffer an unwarranted disaster.

The two girls quickly ran to Wang Huairen's side, and the latter firmly protected the two.

As for Ma Wei, who came in with the three of them, he was already so frightened that his legs were weak at this time, and he collapsed by the wall and didn't move.

"Haha, don't even think about running away today!" the Emperor Zun Immortal said with a sneering smile, and the whole person was even more suspended in the void

This scene shocked the guests again!

Standing in the air? This is a fairy trick!

It's late, it's fast. It's been less than a minute since it happened.

The scene was so chaotic that no one in the entire hall had escaped yet.

Looking at the panicked crowd around him, the Emperor Immortal showed a sultry smile.

I saw that he calmly took out a black flag from the storage bag and waved it towards everyone, and the palm-sized black flag suddenly emitted thick black smoke, and the black smoke was accompanied by a terrible ghost crying wolf howl, rolling and enveloping the entire hall.

At this time, everyone who was fleeing in panic was horrified to find that as long as they were shrouded in black smoke, the whole person could not move! Moreover, they could vaguely feel that the essence and blood in their bodies were being slowly drained!

Panic is spreading.

"Soul Flag!" Zhang Yang was a little surprised when he looked at the delicate black flag.

This soul banner is a favorite magic weapon of evil cultivators, and the method of making it is also quite strange.

The flag is made of the best human skin, and the flagpole is polished with 'loyal bones', and after the production is successful, kill 100 people and suck their soul essence blood into it, which can become a low-grade spiritual weapon.

If that's all it takes, then the soul banner is naturally not very special.

However, the soul banner has an inverse characteristic, that is, it can be upgraded with the increase of souls!

100 people can become a low-grade spiritual weapon, 100,000 people can become a low-grade mysterious weapon, and tens of millions of people can become a low-grade immortal weapon!

Ten million people sounds terrifying, but for those evil cultivators, as long as they kill ten million people, they can have a low-grade immortal weapon, which is a very cost-effective thing.

The preciousness of the inferior immortal weapon can be imagined, and its allure can completely make a cultivator crazy!

Zhang Yang took a closer look at the intensity of the black smoke of this soul flag, which was probably at the peak of the high-grade spirit weapon, and the souls in it were estimated to be tens of thousands.

At this time, the soul banner was constantly devouring everyone frantically, but the speed of devouring was not very fast, and it would take a few minutes to suck everyone dry.

"Haha, be afraid! The more fearful the soul is, the better the effect on my soul flag, as long as I devour a few more such souls, it can become a low-grade mysterious weapon!"

The Emperor Immortal laughed wildly, he enjoyed this kind of cruelty and happiness

The pleasure of slowly torturing people to death made him feel like he was back to that night in his childhood.

When he was ten years old, he had no parents, and in the end he had to live with his uncle and aunt. However, as the saying goes, how can there be a good life under the fence?

On weekdays, uncles and aunts beat and insulted him at every turn, and they didn't treat him as a human being at all.

Finally one night, the Emperor Immortal broke out!

He deliberately put sweat medicine in his dinner, put the two adults down, and then hung them upside down on a tree to bleed, slowly watching them die.

Emperor Zun Immortal Rao was ruthless and finally appreciated by an evil cultivator, who took him to teach him spells.

In the more than 100 years since he entered the Dao, tens of thousands of lives have died at his hands, and there are countless girls who have been absorbed by him.

Recently, he also met Zhao Santong by chance, and got the news of Qin Yumo from him, so he accepted the latter as an apprentice.

Originally, he just wanted to take a look casually, but he didn't expect Qin Yumo to be a perfect furnace ding, which couldn't help but make him overjoyed.

At the same time, it was an unexpected joy to meet Wang Yuyan's two daughters.

Thinking of this, the Emperor Venerable Immortal looked at Qin Yumo, who was raining pear blossoms on the side, with an undisguised greedy look in his eyes.

This terrifying look made Qin Yumo, who couldn't move in the first place, feel even more desperate at this time.

"Don't worry, beauty, I will love you well. The Emperor Immortal laughed and waved his hands.

Whether it was Qin Yumo, who was close at a moment's notice, or Wang Yuyan and Zhang Jiaxin, who were in the distance, they all floated towards him.

"Ahh

"In the early days of the Yudan, he dared to claim the title of Emperor Zun Immortal in front of me, which is really ashamed!"

A cold male voice resounded throughout the hall, and the man's voice seemed to have an undoubted majesty, but anyone who heard this voice felt a sense of relief all over his body.

Whether it was Qin Yumo, Wang Yuyan, or Zhang Jiaxin, they all found themselves being pushed dozens of meters away by a soft force.

Soon, everyone realized that they could move!

This was followed by a burst of yellow light, and everywhere the yellow light passed, there was a scream from the black fog, and in just a few seconds, nearly half of the black fog that shrouded the hall was wiped out!

"What a rat dare to sneak attack this Immortal Venerable!"

Seeing that the tens of thousands of souls he had worked so hard to collect were half wiped out in just a few seconds, the Emperor Zun Immortal hurriedly received the soul banner to Huai Zheng with a painful look on his face

The black fog dissipated, and everyone who had regained their mobility hurried to the hall to take a look.

In the entire hall, in addition to the scale immortal suspended in the air, there was also a tall figure standing proudly

This person is impressive!

"Could it be that this boy just saved us? Sure enough, it's a hero out of a teenager!"

"Isn't this Mr. Zhang who just finished abusing the Yang family's master at the division meeting today?"

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhang's strength to be so terrifying, he was not even afraid of the old man who knew the demon law!"

Many of them were audience members who had attended the conference today, and they naturally quickly recognized Zhang Yang's identity.

At this time, although everyone had regained the ability to move, due to the fact that the soul banner had just absorbed some of their essence blood, and everyone was too frightened, everyone was now sitting in place with weak legs.

It's not that they don't want to run, it's that they don't have the strength to run at all.

At this time, everyone was secretly praying in their hearts, hoping that Zhang Yang could defeat the Emperor Venerable Immortals, otherwise everyone here would die here tonight!