It can be said that this tortoise shell is Bai Jiu's last hole card, helping him survive several life and death catastrophes, and he is not willing to show it easily on weekdays.

Bai Jiu stared at it, feeling that it was not safe, and with a move of the soul devouring sail in his right hand, the small black flag that surrounded the corpse mountain suddenly swept into the air, rotating around Bai Jiu, and the smoke boiled.

"Come on!" Bai Jiu stared at the hurricane and shouted, his eyes boiling with murderous intent.

Boom!

The hurricane crashed into the tortoiseshell, and the red light on the tortoiseshell instantly dimmed, and the tadpole-like text flickered and dimmed, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Bai Jiu's face became bloodless, and he took out a handful of pills from the storage bag and stuffed them in his mouth indiscriminately.

Hui Ling Pill is a kind of elixir that specializes in replenishing spiritual energy.

It may be a bit of a chicken rib for a person like Ning Beichuan who created his own Spirit Swallowing Skill, but for other monks, it is a very important treasure.

In the process of fighting, when the situation is evenly matched, it depends on who can hold on for a long time. Ordinary monks can't devour their vitality and direct supply of aura like Ning Beichuan, and the only way is to refine aura. But in a life-and-death fight, how can you have time to refine your aura, so the Hui Ling Pill came into being, and if you take a pill, the aura can be quickly restored.

Of course, monks can also replenish through spirit stones, but spirit stones are very difficult and precious, ordinary monks do not have them at all, and Ning Beichuan still doesn't know what spirit stones are.

After Bai Jiu swallowed the Hui Ling Pill, his face was a lot ruddy, and he patted his chest without hesitation. Immediately, a large mouthful of essence blood spurted out, floating on the tortoise shell.

After absorbing the essence blood, the tortoiseshell glows red, constantly resisting the impact of the hurricane and consuming its power.

On the other side, Ying Tianjiao was a little anxious.

The middle-grade talisman could easily kill a monk below the ninth level of qi training, and Bai Jiucai was able to practice qi at the fifth level, but he was resisted. If they can't kill him, when the power of the mid-grade talisman dissipates, they may be greeted with death.

Bai Jiu looked at the tortoise shell, and his heart was ecstatic, he didn't expect that the things he traded at will were so powerful. It seems that luck has come, and the way of heaven favors him.

But after a while, Bai Jiu's face turned gloomy, and spider web-like cracks appeared on the tortoise shell.

With a bang, the tortoise shell turned into pieces and scattered everywhere.

However, fortunately, it consumed most of the power of the hurricane, but even so, the cold sweat on Bai Jiu's body never stopped.

"Go!"

Bai Jiu danced the Soul Devouring Banner, and suddenly eighteen small black flags outside his body whirled and spun, forming a huge circle. The smoke seemed to boil, gradually forming a huge disc in mid-air, and then black smoke continued to float out from the small black flag. The disc is more solid, like a grinding disc, thick with an eerie coldness.

The hurricane swept by, crashing into the millstone. In an instant, there was a sound of ghosts crying and howling, and countless pale figures appeared on the disk, and under the agitation of the hurricane, these tortured souls disappeared from this world completely.

But for them, death is a relief.

Bai Jiu stared at the grinding disc in front of him, his clothes completely soaked with cold sweat, and now he could only pray that the Soul Devouring Banner could resist the remaining power of the medium-grade talisman.

I want to kill all of you, extract the soul as the flag soul, and make up for the loss! Bai Jiu's eyes contain a strong killing intention, even if he escapes death this time, the soul that he has worked so hard to collect will also be consumed, delaying the major event of the master, and death can only become a luxury.

Break!

A small flag wave shattered, and then a thick black smoke poured into the millstone.

At this moment, a large black hand stretched out from the millstone and slapped it fiercely on the hurricane.

The big black hand shattered in an instant like glass, but the power of the hurricane dropped by one-fifth, Bai Jiu was overjoyed, his hands hurriedly pinched, and four black flagpole waves cracked, and then the black gas rolled, and a big black hand poked out from the disc and pinched it in the hurricane.

With a snap, the originally earth-shattering hurricane was crushed violently.

And the big black hand also perished, making Bai Jiu's flesh hurt.

It's a long story, but it's only been ten breaths since Ying Tianjiao urged the Storm Technique. Ying Tianjiao's face was pale, but she didn't expect the hole cards to be cracked by Bai Jiu like this, of course, the price Bai Jiu spent was unimaginable.

The Soul Devouring Banner of the White Nine Sacrifice is a secondary flag, and the Blood Demon Gate has a total of one hundred and eight poles for such a secondary flag, which are in the hands of each Dharma Protector, and the main flag is in the hands of the Lord of the Blood Demon Gate, which is the best magic weapon.

And the master of the Blood Demon Gate is an ambitious and ruthless man, he wants to raise the Soul Devouring Banner in his hand to the level of a magic weapon, so he began to lay out ten years ago, spent countless heavenly and earth treasures to refine one hundred and eight sub-flags, and then told the sub-flags to the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect to collect soul sacrifices in various places to refine to the level of high-grade magic weapons, and finally fused.

At that time, not only can you refine the Soul Devouring Banner to the level of a magic weapon, but if you are lucky, you can even reach the level of a top-level magic weapon, and your own strength will skyrocket at that time.

Under normal circumstances, only monks above the Dan stage can use the Dan Fire to refine the magic weapon, and for the monks below the Dan level, it is simply difficult to achieve the magic weapon if they want to sacrifice and refine the magic weapon.

Of course, it's easy to say, but it's very difficult to really promote the best magic weapon to a magic weapon.

I don't know what kind of way the Blood Demon Gate Master will choose in the end.

However, Bai Jiu was not happy for the rest of his life after the catastrophe at the moment, but trembled with anger because he had consumed too much soul. Even if the souls of the three of them were extracted, it would still be a heavy loss.

The Storm Resistance technique consumed one-third of the Yin Souls, nearly three hundred thousand Yin Souls, which made him thunderous.

"Damn! If I delay the big thing of the master, I will definitely suffer from soul refining. Bai Jiuyi thought of the fellow sect who was refining his soul by the master, and a fear from the soul made his body can't help but start shaking violently.

The head of the Blood Demon Sect is not soft-hearted because Bai Jiu is a member of the sect, but in order to play a role in vigilance, his methods are often more murderous.

There is a soul refining hall in the headquarters of the Blood Demon Gate, which is specially used to punish disciples who have made mistakes.

The head of the Blood Demon Sect extracted their souls from their bodies, trapped them in the Soul Locking Array, and then used the grease of the Blood Butterfly Worm as oil, and burned them day and night.

The most important thing is that the oil of the blood butterfly insect has the effect of nourishing the soul, and it continuously provides nutrients during the incineration process to ensure that the soul will not collapse.

Bai Jiu's face was pale, staring at Ying Tianjiao, he no longer had any lustful thoughts, and he only wanted to kill her. I saw him exhale a breath of spiritual energy, and the meteor knife flew up and down, and suddenly turned into a streamer and slashed out.

Finished!

Watching the streamer crash into the silver flowers around her, Ying Tianjiao closed her eyes.