Zhao Hong's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam, and at this time, above his head, an illusory vortex seemed to have formed. Driven by Zhao Honglanglang's mantra, the shape of the vortex phantom rose rapidly, and the blue-black light shone brightly. In just a few flashes, the whirlpool expanded to a certain size.

After a breath, the ghosts turned around. They also sensed the abnormal movement on Zhao Hong's side, and without saying a word, they grabbed the void above Zhao Hong's head with their big claws, and more than a dozen black rays were like huge sharp blades, slashing at Zhao Hong's side in a flash. Before the sound of breaking the air started, the claws had already reached the top of Zhao Hong's head.

With a "whoosh", a dark cyan glow shot out from the center of the whirlpool, hitting the palm of the ghost claw of the falling ghost.

The moment the Ghost Claw's palm came into contact with Qingxia, a black hole immediately appeared. Where Qingxia swept around, the rest of the ghost claws collapsed and turned into a cloud of black yin qi, which was then swept into it by the glow. The entire ghost claw was incomplete in the blink of an eye, crumbling and dissolving.

The other dozen or so powerful ghosts couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this scene, but then they continued to use their ghost claws to slash down.

"Whoosh ......" shot out more than a dozen Qingxia one after another.

In an instant, more than a dozen fierce ghosts collapsed and melted, and the "poof" turned into a thick yin aura and spread, and for a while, the entire house was covered with black fog and gusting wind. Only then did the ghosts realize that something was wrong, and they kept wailing, trying to flee in all directions.

Zhao Hong snorted coldly, and more than a dozen dark cyan rays of light intertwined and stirred in the air, sweeping away the yin qi in the air like an autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and then turned into blue and black and flew back, returning to the whirlpool.

Zhao Hong stared at the whirlpool, a hint of caution appeared on his face, and then his eyes turned, and he pinched out a strange hand with both hands. Suddenly, the whirlpool rolled and rolled, and the form gradually shrank and solidified, and finally submerged into his eyebrows.

Zhao Hong changed his hand and immediately used the "Soul Alchemy Technique", he needed to refine these powerful ghosts and yin souls as soon as possible and remove impurities before he could use them for his own use.

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Jiang Wei has come to the top floor of the fifth floor, and she already knows that these ghost creatures should not be born and grown, and it is estimated that someone deliberately raised them. can raise ghosts, it can be seen that this person is not small.

And she also knew that the dozen or so faint black shadows downstairs before were the powerful ghosts that this person had condensed with ghosts. The first layer of black shadow ghosts should be food for feeding these powerful ghosts, so that they can grow as soon as possible.

You can imagine how many ghosts you need to devour to cultivate a powerful ghost. When a person dies, the soul will soon dissipate, so the ghosts that need it must be killed and retrieved. Moreover, Jiang Wei estimated that this person still has the means to imprison the yin soul and cultivate the yin soul into a ghost thing, otherwise the black shadow ghost thing at the bottom will not dissipate.

Therefore, Jiang Wei can be sure that this person is a ghost cultivator! And in this "Ximen Pavilion" inn, I don't know how many people have been killed.

"Who's pretending to be a ghost here, why don't you get out of here quickly!" Jiang Wei screamed, and a soft whip with a red body appeared in her hand.

......After a few sounds, Jiang Wei waved the soft whip in his hand, and the boxes and cabinets that could be hidden here were completely shattered one by one.

A middle-aged woman dressed in a gray cloak-like costume stood up, her face pale and her lips bright red, like a dead person. Beside her lay a corpse with unclotted blood, apparently not long dead.

However, Jiang Wei knew that the woman in front of him was not a dead person, but a living person, just because she had been with ghosts all year round, and she had a dead aura on her body.

"Who are you? Why do you want to come up and mess with me? I know you're not easy to mess with, I've never messed with you, but you dare to mess with me. The middle-aged woman's voice was as sharp as a needle, making people uncomfortable.

Jiang Wei sneered, "I don't want to mess with you, but you've already provoked me." I chose to cultivate here, and I don't want anyone to disturb me. But you dared to kill people upstairs, and you made a noise, so much so that I couldn't cultivate. ”

The woman in red stretched out her slender chicken claw hand, her fingernails were several inches long, and she shouted sharply: "You are too domineering, I killed people and didn't kill you, you are so domineering." What does this have to do with you? The man across from you, if it weren't for the fear of you, I would have killed him last night, what do you want?"

"I'm just so domineering, what can you do? You raise so many ghosts, you can see how many people you kill every day. If you meet me and provoke me, you are unlucky. Jiang Wei snorted coldly, "Also, you said you didn't want to kill him, so let so many powerful ghosts go down?"

"Then you can't blame me, that kid doesn't know what he used, and lured my ghost pet over......" The woman immediately screamed sharply, and then she sneered sharply, "Did he think it would be great to send a few fireballs with a talisman? Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you offend me, he will be finished, and my ghost pet will not let him go." ”

Jiang Wei thought of the wooden sword she gave to Zhao Hong, maybe this woman was right, those ghosts downstairs were indeed lured down by the wooden sword. The wooden sword she gave to Zhao Hong before was actually not made of the Migu Tree at all, but made of black Kui wood. Black quay is rare, but it is precisely a wood that attracts ghosts. This kind of wood generally grows in the land of extreme yin, and contains a yin and evil aura, and many low-level ghost cultivators like to use this material for cultivation.

Seeing Jiang Wei's hesitation, the woman sneered sharply again, stretched out her slender hand, and pointed at Jiang Wei and said, "It's better for us to not interfere with the river water in the well, you go down to live in your shop, and I will call my ghost pet back." ”

Jiang Wei slowly stretched the soft whip, stared at the woman, and said expressionlessly: "The suggestion is very good, but do you think I will agree? ”

"Count you ruthless, now I give up here, as long as you don't trouble me anymore. The gray-covered woman seemed to know that Jiang Wei was not easy to mess with, and she didn't plan to fight Jiang Wei to the death.

Jiang Wei sneered, "Since I came up, I let you go so casually, you also think too highly of yourself." ”

"You...... It's too deceitful!" The woman in the gray hood suddenly raised her hands full of extremely long nails, and several ghosts pounced on Jiang Wei like ghosts behind Jiang Wei.

"You really don't give up!" Jiang Wei smiled coldly, the reason why she refused this woman's request for peace was that she expected that this woman would not give up so easily.

Seeing that the ghosts behind him were rushing towards him as fast as lightning, Jiang Wei didn't need to turn around at all, and the soft whip quickly covered his back and shot a counterattack, bringing out countless azure fire bombs, which had already surrounded these ghosts.

Jiang Wei was originally a fire-based Heavenly Spirit Root, and his fire-resisting technique was not comparable to that of ordinary Terran cultivators. The whip she seemed to be swinging easily just now had already hidden the real fire power on the soft whip. Ghosts are cold and evil, and the best thing to restrain them is the most rigid and yang thing.

An extremely disgusting fishy stench came, and after a burst of sharp screams, the ghost behind Jiang Wei was burned clean by her fire bomb, and in the end nothing was left.

"You dare to kill my little ghost...... "The gray-covered woman screamed, as if her life-root had been killed by Jiang Wei, and immediately pounced on Jiang Wei.

Jiang said lightly: "You are just a low-level ghost cultivator, and you dare to be arrogant in front of my god girl!" After speaking, she swirled the soft whip around, and with a piece of azure flame, she swiped towards the gray-covered woman.

"What do you say...... The woman ......suddenly stopped her body, but before her words were completely over, she was burned clean by Jiang Wei's fire bomb, leaving only some fine ash floating around.

"That's ...... It's gone?" Jiang Wei looked at the ashes on the ground and muttered to himself. There must be some treasures on this gray-covered woman to raise ghosts and drive away ghosts, but Jiang Wei doesn't like this kind of dirty thing at all, so it's best to just burn them all to ashes. Along with the body of the woman in the gray hood who was killed next to her, she was also burned to ashes.

Jiang Wei's divine thoughts swept around, and sure enough, after he found that he had killed this woman, countless ghosts and creatures floated out one after another, scattering in the night.

"It's finally quiet. Jiang sighed slightly, but then her face changed, "Little barbarian......"

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Zhao Hong slowly opened his eyes and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. After refining the souls of more than a dozen powerful ghosts, he faintly felt that the strength of his divine soul had increased a lot, and there were even faint signs of entering the middle stage of the "Void Realm", maybe he needed another opportunity to improve his cultivation to a higher level.

But now he couldn't be happy, just now when he was refining and refining, the remaining impurities in his body dissipated one after another. Although he tried his best to search for it inside, he couldn't find any remnants. He had encountered this situation before, that is, when Yi Si and Liu Gen wanted to exchange his divine soul with the "Four Elephants for Soul Array", but they were devoured by his divine soul instead.

Zhao Hong knew that whether it was "Soul Dementorship" or "Soul Extraction", it was impossible to remove impurities 100%. These impurities are always a hidden danger, and if they add up, they will one day cause damage to their own souls. What troubled him now was that he couldn't find those residual impurities at all, and he couldn't get rid of them.

For the sake of today, he can only take one step at a time, and try not to use "Soul Dementorship" and "Soul Pulling Technique" in the future, maybe when he cultivates to a higher level, there will be a way to solve this problem. Zhao Hong sighed, stretched out his hand, and more than a dozen blue-white flames floated in front of him, condensed together, emitting a cold glow. After he extracted and refined those powerful ghosts, there were only these ghosts left.

Jiang Wei had helped him refine the beast fire of the Mountain Paste Beast before, and after he studied "Teng Flame Duel", he naturally knew some methods to subdue the refining flame. It's just that Zhao Hong feels that the flames left by this evil ghost thing are inevitably dirty, and he doesn't like it at all. He now had to think about what to do with these ghosts, once he let them go, maybe they would drift to some cold places to nourish, and maybe they would resurrect into some evil spiritual creatures.

"Still burn them......" Zhao Hong felt that this was the best way, but unfortunately he was not a normal monk and did not have his own true fire. The only thing he could use was the "Fireball Talisman" and the Mountain Anointment Beast Fire.

Zhao Hong smiled slightly, stretched out his index finger, and a red flame appeared on his fingertips. He flicked his index finger again, and the flames of his fingertips shot out towards the ghost phosphorus fire in the air.

With a loud bang, the ghost phosphorus fire that had not yet fully condensed exploded instantly, setting off a wave of qi and pushing Zhao Hong out of Zhang Xu Yuan.

Zhao Hong's current situation is extremely embarrassing, his shirt has been completely blown off, and his hair has been directly exploded like a mess of grass. Zhao Hong felt a sigh of anger, and some blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but fortunately, he cultivated the "Witch Codex", and his physical body was much stronger than ordinary people, so he did not suffer any serious internal injuries.

"This is really ...... playing with fire" Zhao Hong sighed, and was about to get up and clean up, when suddenly there was a loud "bang", and his door was kicked open by someone.