A mere inferior ghost, slow in movement, instinctively eating yang energy, not in Wei Seventeen's eyes at all. He raised his legs and stepped aside, gently and skillfully walked behind the other party, his eyes flashed, he had already seen the void and reality clearly, the ghost body was full of yin qi, only there was a shadow on the lower left side of his back, slowly squirming, it was the key point. He stretched out his five fingers and plunged into his back, pulling out a wriggling cloud of black smoke, and the ghost creature roared to the sky, falling to the ground, turning into yin qi and dissipating between heaven and earth, leaving no trace.

That cloud of black smoke is the soul of the ghost.

This was an accident, Wei Qiqi looked at it carefully, and saw that the black smoke was mixed with this trace of green and gray qi, cold and piercing, it was not a good thing, or when a ghost thing absorbed yin qi, it was not limited to thickness and thickness, and refined the cold poison into the soul together, which was not pure. This kind of soul food is harmful, he pinched it casually, pinched it to pieces, suddenly felt something, lifted the dragon slaying knife and looked at it, only to see a very subtle wisp of yin qi seeping into the blade, and the bronze was covered with a faint shadow.

He rolled up his sleeves and wiped it, but he couldn't wipe it off, and he couldn't drive it away by pouring the power of his soul, and this wisp of yin qi was like nature, and it was integrated with the dragon slaying knife.

Interesting! Wei Qiqi remembered that he had just slashed that ghost thing, could it be that knife, extracting a wisp of yin qi from his body and taking it for himself? He vaguely felt his heart moved, and in the dark, it seemed that an organic fate favored it, and it was falling on this dragon slaying knife.

Wei 17 beckoned to Qin Zhen, walked towards the wilderness, and after a while, he encountered a second ghost, which was a evil tiger, with wings on his back, and his movements were very agile.

Wei Qiqi stopped and slashed at the waist, took a few steps back and took a closer look at the knife, and sure enough, there was a faint shadow on the blade, slightly larger than before. The black qi at the knife in the evil tiger was dense, and it continued and continued, and in a blink of an eye, it returned to its original state, Wei Qiqi slashed it again, and when he raised the knife again, he didn't see all the gains of yin qi. If he realized something, it seemed that the yin qi in the ghost object was not pure, and only the first knife could extract some essence, and then it would be completely useless.

After figuring out this section, he no longer entangled with the evil tiger, and went up into the air, pulling out his soul from his body with his arm, and pinched it to pieces.

The more you move forward, the more ghosts there are, different sizes, different shapes, all of them are some stragglers, Wei Qiqi slashed a knife to extract the yin qi, saw where the soul was, and killed with one blow, it was extremely easy to deal with. Qin Zhen saw that his senior brother was at ease, and gradually put his mind at ease, the ghost thing was born of the soul absorbing yin qi, muddy, formless and substantial, and it was difficult to destroy the swords, guns and sharp weapons, but the senior brother's eyes were like lightning, hitting the key point, and crushing the soul in one fell swoop, it was not inferior to the thunder and fire spell, but I don't know why he had to cut it first.

This way and beheaded, there were nearly a hundred ghosts that died under Wei Qiqi's hands, and it didn't take much effort, and they didn't encounter powerful characters. After killing for a while, there was a sudden emptiness in front of him, the raging wind calmed down, and there was silence in the wilderness, as if something was brewing.

Wei Qiqi faintly felt that something was wrong, and ordered Qin Zhen to hide back in the Tongqiao Stone, Qin Zhen sighed secretly, and flashed into the stone, her qualifications were mediocre, and the progress of cultivating the ghost path was very slow, I don't know what year and month she could help her senior brother, and now she is even more like a waste, and she can only try not to drag him down.

Wei Qiqi put away the Tongqiao Stone, picked up the dragon slaying knife and stepped forward quickly, walked a hundred and ten steps, and saw that in the darkness, a team of Yin soldiers with armor and armor rushed up to kill, the horse's hooves rose and fell, and the phosphorus fire swirled and extinguished, the momentum was huge, but it was silent.

It was a formed cavalry, sprinting with spears, as fast as wind and fire, and at a glance, there were thousands of people.

Wei Qiqi turned his head and neck, stretched his muscles and bones, crackled his joints, bent his knees slightly, and ran towards thousands of cavalry, his steps became faster and faster, and after more than ten steps, his figure suddenly disappeared.

A half-moon-shaped blue light ploughed through the cavalry ranks, and in an instant, people turned over on their backs, the spear was broken, and the black smoke was endless, Wei XVII incarnated into the Nine Heavens Demon God, and the dragon slaying knife passed everywhere, destroying the withering and decaying, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo.

The disparity between strength and weakness was huge, this was a one-sided slaughter, the Yin soldiers were in a mess, they didn't know where the enemy was, they opened their mouths and roared silently, but they were never able to organize an effective counterattack. Wei XVII's action was like the wind, and after a few breaths, he chiseled through the enemy formation, turned around and fought again, three in and three out, and the dragon slaying knife extracted a large amount of yin qi, and the weight seemed to be reduced.

On the hill not far away, a ghost general was on his horse, his eyes lit up with two blue flames, watching Wei Qiqi's every move, seeing that the momentum of the Yin soldiers had been greatly reduced, and he had no power to fight back, he snorted coldly and slammed the halberd.

The Yin soldiers heard the edict, pushed and divided on both sides, and got out of the way, Wei Qiqi let out a long howl, facing the ghost general to kill, the ghost general did not show weakness, raised the halberd, urged the horse to rush down the hills, the tip of the halberd shook slightly, and the ground sank into the void, disappeared, and the next moment broke out of the sky, and appeared behind Wei Qi.

The halberd stabbed in the back, Wei Qiqi parried with a backhand, and with a loud "dang" sound, the ghost general was unstable, and the halberd flew out of his hand. This is an intersection of weapons, the halberd is obviously not transformed by yin qi, but the "yin weapon" of ghost cultivation, Wei Qiqi is almost certain that the master of the ghost cave should be a ghost cultivator with great magical powers.

The ghost general couldn't restrain the horse, Wei Qiqi let go of the way half a step, took advantage of the situation, and waved the man and the horse over, the ghost general was like a lightning strike, and rolled off the horse with both legs, and the blue flames in his eyes were uncertain, and quickly dimmed. The ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers were dazed and ignorant, and that's it, his cultivation of the ghost path was slightly successful, and the other party's knife took all the pure yin qi that he had painstakingly refined, and his cultivation was suddenly abolished seventy percent.

Wei Qiqi refused to let him go, strode forward, crossed his five fingers, and took a wisp of spirit out of his body, and the ghost general was suddenly wiped out.

The ghost will cultivate the Fa, and there is no cold poison in the soul, Wei Qiqi watched the wisp of black smoke entwined between his fingers, gradually condensing into a human form, unconsciously squinting his eyes, sending the soul under his nose, and only inhaling it, he inhaled it into his abdomen.

How powerful the soul eating technique is, the soul of the ghost general was easily torn to pieces, Wei Qiqi deliberately controlled it, half of it nourished the stomach pouch, and left half of it to be chased and devoured by the spirit in the eyes of the soul, and strengthened itself.

Frozen for a moment, the soul eyes flickered for a while, and returned to calm, Wei Qiqi exhaled a breath of turbidity, his expression was radiant, the soul of the ghost general was almost the same as that of the leader of the people, it was indeed a nourishing top-grade, this trip to the small world, even if he gained nothing in the end, he would not lose by devouring these souls.

He lifted the dragon slaying knife and looked at it carefully, and the last knife extracted a lot of yin qi from the ghost general's body, and the shadows left in the knife had already been connected, like a small rust spot. Wei Qiqi weighed the weight, feeling that the dragon slaying knife was a little lighter, and he couldn't help but look forward to it in his heart, what would the dragon slaying weapon created by the innate treasure and absorb the yin qi of the ghost cave evolve into in the end?