After killing a ghost yin soldier, Wei Qiqi did not waste time, and hurriedly roared and played with the mace, familiarizing himself with the characteristics of the dark water agitation as soon as possible. At first, there was no weight in his hands, and if he didn't pay attention to it, he would have made a fork, if it weren't for the fact that the real body of the divine soldier was strong enough, it was impossible to sprain his waist and smash his legs and feet. Playing and playing, I gradually have some experience, according to the situation, and it is not effortless to manipulate the mace along the water, but it can give full play to the power of the dark water, adding ten percent of the power.

Qin Zhen pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled, she always felt that the appearance of her senior brother when he played with the mace was very similar to the general of the three armies in the romance of the script.

Wei Seventeen was thoughtful, this move was not without purpose, there was a lack of supplies in the ghost cave, and he drew seven "Five Thunder Talismans", the demon yuan was exhausted, and no matter how powerful the means were, he couldn't use it, this weird mace provided another option, making up for the lack of the Dragon Slaying True Yin Knife, and it was like sending charcoal in the snow to him.

Sure enough, everything is foreseen, and if you don't prepare, it won't be long before the River Styx rolls up again, the turbid waves are monstrous, the water splashes, and several black shadows are thrown out of the water, crackling and falling to the shore, full of ghostly soldiers with beast heads and human bodies, one by one missing arms and legs, disemboweled, disemboweled, holding broken weapons in their hands, unable to stand up.

This time, Wei Qiqi learned to be obedient, and did not leave the other party a chance to breathe, he rushed forward in the splashing water, picked up the mace, smashed it with his chuck, and drank without leaving his hand. With the strength of the Stygian Water Armor, it could not block the mace's heavy blow, and as soon as the armor was broken, Wei Qiqi took the opportunity to slash the Dragon Slaying True Yin Knife into the body of the Ghost Yin Soldier, sweeping away the pure Yin Qi it had refined, and destroying the enemy invisibly.

After planning and then moving, Wei Qiqi had already made a calculation, his hands and feet were nimble, he cooperated with a stick and a knife seamlessly, and without moving time, he swept away the disabled ghost yin soldiers without much effort. The only thing that made him not very satisfied was that there was no soul in the Ghost Yin Soldier's body to grab, only a fist-sized Dark Stone, not square or round, with edges and corners, and the black gas inside was dense, constantly changing magic patterns.

It was something left by the Heavenly Demon, and Wei Qiqi was a little embarrassed, and he didn't want to stay by his side, so he put the dark stones together and set up a specific and subtle "Jingguan".

Mei and Lan seemed to have entered the enemy formation, no longer the stragglers they had encountered before, the fierce battles continued, the River Styx was turbulent, there was no pause, the defeated ghost yin soldiers fled to the shore one after another, Wei Qiyi held a stick in his hand, a knife in the other, and charged every other moment, taking advantage of his illness, asking for his life, and he was very busy. The ghost yin soldiers were first hit hard by the real person who appeared to the saint, and finally escaped, and before they could take care of absorbing the yin qi to recover their vitality, they were smashed by the mace and were dizzy, and they died in a daze, leaving down pieces of dark stones, which cheapened Wei Seventeen.

Wei Qiyi rushed forward in a flash, and retreated backwards in a flash, and the machine repeated the action of smashing the knife with a stick, harvesting the lives of the ghost yin soldiers. I don't know if it's a coincidence, or because of the deliberate control of the two manifest real people, the number of defeated soldiers in each wave is not much, or three or five or five or seven together, never more than two digits, Wei XVII can still cope with it, and he did not fall into the initial bitter battle.

The "Jingguan" piled up higher and higher, Qin Zhen saw that he was at ease, and gradually put his mind at ease, picked a corner that would not be disturbed, and seized the time to absorb yin qi and cultivate the yin fire technique, so as not to pull the back of his senior brother.

The fierce battle lasted for three days and two nights, in these three days and two nights, Wei Qiqi didn't know how many ghost yin soldiers he had cut down, and even their beast heads were familiar, lions, tigers, leopards, wolves, deer, elephants, horses, cattle, sheep, chickens, dogs, pigs, etc., just like visiting a zoo, hey, this looks a little familiar, ah, this seems to be that, and in addition to being busy, I have grown a lot of knowledge by the way.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Zhen was suddenly awakened by her senior brother, she chuckled in her heart, if it wasn't for an accident, the senior brother wouldn't interrupt her. Sure enough, Wei Qiqi couldn't say anything, and ordered her to hide in the Tongqiao Stone, Qin Zhen didn't have time to ask more questions for a while, and flashed into the stone.

The water of the River Styx swirled rapidly, like a large sunken funnel, and suddenly there was a sound of water, and a ghost yin soldier jumped out and landed steadily on the shore, tall and large, with a mighty lion's head on his head, his mane flying, and his eyes reflected the light of the water.

Different from the mutilated goods that were wound before, the lion-headed ghost yin soldier had all hands and feet, and the armor of the dark water was also intact, and he carried a spear in his hand, leaving only a long scar on his chest, extending from his left shoulder to his lower abdomen, and his skin was open and fleshy, deep into the viscera, and he could not heal even if the yin qi drilled in and out.

Being able to escape from the hands of two manifest real people is a powerful character.

The lion-headed ghost yin soldier was not in a hurry, his eyes swept around, and he noticed Wei Qiqi's whereabouts, and strode forward, his face was wooden and expressionless, as if he was wearing a mask.

If it is not my race, its heart will be different, look at that posture, it may not be that he is here to greet him! Wei Qiqi knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he lifted his mace and stepped forward, without saying a word, he smashed it with a stick with enough strength.

The dark water was agitated, the mace was castrated quickly, and the lion-headed ghost yin soldier reacted extremely quickly, turning his body away, like a ghost, flashing to the side, and starting with a spear, stabbing him in the waist. Wei Qiqi had already taken precautions, his waist and abdomen were violently forced, and his hand fell slightly, making a skillful force, and the dark water in the head of the stick immediately rolled back, and the castration slowed down, he calmly withdrew the mace and slammed it on the tip of the spear.

The spears and sticks intersected, the sound was like a bell chime, and the lion-headed ghost yin soldier held the spear in one hand, his arm bulged in a circle, and with a muffled snort, he firmly lit the mace. As soon as the hand was closed, Wei Qiqi noticed that the opponent's strength was infinite, the spear was just a real divine weapon, and it did not refine the dark water, he only relied on the strength of one arm, and he did not fall behind at all, and he was much inferior in comparison.

Wei Qiqi's wrist turned sharply, the wolf teeth of the stick head locked the tip of the spear, the dark water swirled rapidly like a whirlpool, the mace rolled downward, the lion-headed ghost Yin soldier couldn't bear the brute force, and hurriedly grabbed the spear shaft with his other hand, pressed it with force, his legs sank into the soil, and the spear suddenly bent into an arc, and the spear tip was stuck between the wolf's teeth "rattling", which made people's gums soft and thrilling.

Wei Qiqi urged three dark energies in a row, driving the dark water to whirl, the spear was hard and unbroken, and the tip of the spear was continuous, but the wolf teeth of the stick head couldn't hold on first, bursting out countless slender cracks.

The lion-headed ghost yin soldier shouted, and spun the spear shaft vigorously, the wolf's teeth shattered, the tip of the spear suddenly came out, and the poisonous dragon bounced up and stabbed Wei Qiqi's throat.

It was close at hand, as urgent as a spark, and a little cold light quickly approached, Wei Qiqi threw away the mace, fell to the sky, and sank into the ground. This time, he gave up the counterattack, and the thirty-six strategies were the best, Wei XVII shook his shoulders, twisted his waist, and used the earth walking technique to escape into the distance.