Zhao Jiuge's face was grim, and his already dusty temperament was even more with a solemn momentum.

When Zhao Jiuge moved his body forward in the posture of Guan Wanfu and left the three of them far behind, he backhanded the natal flying sword 'Han Ying' into the quaint black scabbard behind him, facing the corpse-steaming Han Zhuang Master, and the yin souls that kept pouring out from the corpse flag, Zhao Jiuge actually abandoned the sword and slammed it with his own body!

Sanskrit sounds are everywhere, and the golden lotus turns.

The brilliant glazed golden light on Zhao Jiuge's body was even richer against the backdrop of this dark green corpse aura and gray ghost.

The Dharmakaya Laughing Buddha Phantom seemed to be affected by this cold soul, and it was not as peaceful as it had just been, but was dignified and dignified.

As soon as Zhao Jiuge's gestures touched those gray ghosts, the heartfelt cold cold receded like a tide in an instant, but this effect was a little negligible as more yin spirits poured out of the corpse banner.

One by one, the ghosts maintained the form in front of them, but their faces were very different, either with sneers, or with hideous faces, or with numb expressions, or one by one exuding an aura of resentment. Fortunately, the earth souls of these monks, that is, the yin souls, simply watched the magic weapon of the corpse banner to control, and could only control the yin souls to expose themselves, and then dissipate in this heaven and earth, and they could not be reincarnated forever.

If it is used by some ghost cultivators, then the power emitted by hundreds of Yin Spirits is far from being comparable to the master of Han Zhuang who does not understand this aspect, if it is that situation, let alone three nothing, even the four of them are not opponents, and they can only use means to force their edge.

To put it simply, corpse cultivation is better at raising corpses and controlling the monk's body, while ghost cultivation is better at refining souls, and has a lot of means for the monk's three souls and seven spirits. One is refining corpses, and the other is refining souls, but the difference between one word is very different.

Pei Susu looked at Zhao Jiuge's resolute expression and knew that there was some great back, there was a little relief on her stunning face, and there was a little happiness of a little woman, but in just a moment, she felt that great aura and the yin spirit that exuded a huge cold power continued to pour out, and Pei Susu's face was full of worry about Zhao Jiuge.

Then the pretty face was a little hesitant, but this hesitation was quickly replaced by worry about Zhao Jiuge, the green lotus in front of him was still emitting a streamer and turning, and the spiritual power in Pei Susu's body was roaring again, and a more powerful aura gushed out, and the aura emitted a dark black, and behold, that appearance was the Black Flame Divine Technique.

For a long time, although this law is very powerful, Pei Susu doesn't know why she is a little taboo about it, and she is generally not forced to use this law that her father taught her in front of outsiders.

The black light is gloomy and deep, without the cold of the corpse, revealing the danger that exudes is even more fearful, Pei Susu's thoughts are different from Zhao Jiuge, Zhao Jiuge is directly going to the ghost in the corpse flag, and she is also directly dealing with the owner of Han Zhuang.

"The Buddha crosses sentient beings. ”

At this time, Sanwu whispered, and then a large piece of golden light shrouded the surrounding of the corpse banner like a fairy scattered flowers, and after the golden light dispersed, golden lotuses appeared in the air, these golden lotuses were originally flower bones, and the lotus leaves bloomed in an instant.

Immediately after that, there seemed to be a series of figures on top of the golden lotus, these figures were not obvious at first, but after a few breaths of time, the originally illusory figures turned out to be the Bodhisattva and the ancient Buddha sitting cross-legged.

These bodhisattvas with different postures and expressions are either angry or vajra, one by one or with low eyebrows and pleasing to the eyes, one by one or with their eyes closed, and one by one they are dignified and peaceful.

As Sanwu whispered words in his mouth, these figures became clearer and clearer, and then he saw that the gray light of those yin souls who exuded a cold aura was gradually converged, as if they were purified by the golden Buddha light.

Sanwushuang's eyes gradually closed, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his appearance was white and tender, he was obviously a teenager, but the feeling at this moment gave people the feeling of an old monk in peace.

The hands that were tightly displayed showed the strength worthy of the late stage of the Yuan Infant Realm. Sanwu's brows were originally plain, but with the endless growth of his own golden Buddha light, his brows gradually tightened, and his little face, which was already a little white and tender, became even whiter, but the latter was a sickly white.

It seems that he feels that he is a little struggling, and the posture of Sanwu with his hands together immediately changes, and his right hand throws the Buddha bead at the wrist into the void, and the simple and unpretentious Buddha bead is suddenly suspended in the air, erected above the corpse flag, and its own light pours down, wrapping the corpse flag firmly, and the speed of releasing the yin soul has slowed down a lot, even if it is released, it is also given to Pudu by Sanwu.

Yao Lufeng looked at Sanwu and Pei Susu's hand and was a little surprised, especially Sanwu, this hand was simply amazing, even ordinary Yuanying Realm cultivators could hardly do it to this extent, not to mention Sanwu's young age!

Even the strength shown by Zhao Jiuge, who cultivated the same as him, was much more amazing than him, which made him have to feel a little emotional, and immediately, he held the natal flying sword in his hand. Mayfly's sword aura is rampant, he doesn't have Zhao Jiuge's Buddhist exercises that specifically restrain this kind of yin and evil, and there is no other means to deal with these yin spirits, so he can only deal with Han Zhuang as if the icing on the cake is like the icing on the cake, of course, he also kept a heart, and several other people have tried their best, but he left a hand, he wants to see how far the rest of these disciples who are still demonic can go.

The wailing of the yin spirit and the gust of the yin wind formed a sharp contrast with the peaceful and dignified bodhisattva figure and the golden lotus on the other side.

Zhao Jiuge gave up his most proud sword duel, and the golden body of Fanyin and the Dharma body appeared together, and his palms directly rolled up layers of spiritual power like golden waves, and slapped it directly at the head of Lord Han Zhuang.

On the other side, Pei Susu's Black Flame Divine Technique had already come in the blink of an eye, and the dark and dangerous black aura was like a bottomless pit that made people fearful.

In the end, it was naturally Yao Lufeng's sword duel like water waves, although it was not as good as the methods of Zhao Jiuge and Pei Susu, but it was also much more amazing than ordinary methods.

The attacks of the three came one after another!

And Sanwu still had his eyes closed, and his mouth was full of words, purifying the yin soul that poured out of the corpse flag, and his ancient Buddha bead was also emitting light in the air to restrain the black corpse flag.

It's just that when Pei Susu used the Black Flame Divine Technique, Sanwu's tightly closed eyes and eyelids rolled up for a short moment, as if he had a deep disgust for this Fa Duel, but he quickly closed his eyes and maintained the spiritual power output of his use of the Fa Du Buddha to cross sentient beings.

In the distance, all the monks, including the scar man, looked at the scene in front of them with some deep shock, whether it was the lord of Han Zhuang who seemed to be a hundred ghosts at night banquet, or the Buddha who was full of light and the sky was full of Sanwu, and the domineering Zhao Jiuge, or Pei Susu, who had a unique appearance, the strength they showed was not only difficult for them to surpass, but more importantly, they had never seen it!

After all, Rouge County is only the intersection of the edge of Yanzhou and Huangzhou, a small place is simply a drop in the sea for the vast and boundless Huaxia Dynasty, where are the demons in this world that they can compare, not to mention Sanwu and Pei Susu, who have entered the Yuanying realm, even if Zhao Jiuge and Yao Lufeng, who are also in the realm of the elixir, show that it is difficult for them to surpass.

And at this time, the two sides finally collided head-on, and they also had curiosity in their hearts, which of the four fights was stronger or weaker, after all, their lives were in the hands of the four of them, and the yin ghosts who kept wailing and exuding a cold aura made them shudder at a glance, let alone deal with it themselves?

"Boom..."

The whole body exudes golden light, there is a phantom of the smiling Buddha on the outside, and there is a glazed golden light on the inside, Zhao Jiuge directly ignored the master of Han Zhuang who exuded a strong corpse aura around his body, and directly raised his arm and slapped it directly from top to bottom.

Master Han Zhuang held the corpse banner tightly with one hand, the sound remained unchanged, and continued to urge this evil magic weapon, releasing the yin spirit, and the other hand hurriedly resisted Zhao Jiuge's palm.

Maybe it was because his mind was being distracted, or maybe it was because the owner of the Han village ignored Zhao Jiuge's brutal attack, a loud noise came out, and the owner of the Han village still stood still, but Zhao Jiuge was covered in golden light for a short time, and then recovered, but that appearance was obviously deflated, and he didn't say anything to the owner of the Han village.

And at this time, Yao Lufeng's water source sword qi actually attacked the Han Zhuang master one step ahead of Pei Susu's Black Flame Divine Technique, only to see that the Han Zhuang master's face was full of hideous expressions, and he didn't make the slightest resistance after snorting coldly, still a little crazy urging the corpse flag.

The criss-crossing sword qi directly touched Han Zhuang's body, and the dark purple robe on Han Zhuang's body suddenly tore apart, but there was no damage to his flesh.

The corpse cultivation was originally physically strong, and the cultivation realm was one level higher than Yao Lufeng, so even if Yao Lufeng was holding a spirit weapon flying sword, it would be useless, but it was obvious that Han Zhuang's action of urging the corpse banner to stagnate for a moment before recovering, and his face turned a little pale, and it seemed that the continuous consumption made him a little unbearable.

And at this time, when the ball was like a black hole, with a deep and deep black light enveloping the body of the Han Zhuang Lord, the Han Zhuang Lord, who had always been disdainful, stared at the Black Flame Divine Technique launched by Pei Susu as if he were facing a great enemy.

It's just that I don't know if it's because the second son died, or because he was eager to save the eldest son, a trace of madness flashed in Han Zhuang's eyes, and he didn't even resist the Black Flame Divine Technique, but instead accelerated and urged the corpse banner like crazy, and seemed to release some more ghosts, so that he could expose himself to Yao Lufeng and a few people to be damaged, and he could release his eldest son Han Shaolong.

It's just that before making such a decision, there was a bitterness in his heart, he already knew that even if he rescued his eldest son, his life would be lost, and even if he kept his cultivation, he would fall sharply, but he didn't expect that he would do whatever it took to improve his strength, and in the end, everything would inevitably go down the drain, he lost on his own arrogance, as well as the variables of Zhao Jiuge and several others, if it weren't for a few of them, even if he came to a few ordinary Yuan Infant Realms, he would not be afraid, but now, the Han Zhuang owner, who has been obsessed, has seen it instead, as long as he rescues his son, everything else is not important。

At this time, a touch of warmth and tenderness appeared in the crazy eyes of the owner of Han Zhuang, with a little of the brilliance of fatherly love, perhaps, even if he is full of evil, he has his own hope in his heart.

The black flame magic that emitted black light was already about to fall on his body, and the spiritual power of Han Zhuang Lord's body was instilled like a corpse banner in his hand, although the speed of releasing the Yin Soul was greatly slowed down because of the Buddha beads in the air, but Han Zhuang Lord, whether out of helplessness or pinning his hopes on this, had to do this at this moment.

Then Lord Han Zhuang rolled his eyelids, looking at the Black Flame Divine Technique that was less than a foot away from him, his pupils shrank, and then an earth-shattering roar sounded.

The black corpse banner lost the control of its owner and the output of spiritual power, and it did not appear to be flickering with spiritual light, but was affected by this fluctuation, floating into the sky and slowly falling.

And the entire body of Lord Han Zhuang had turned into a bloody scum under this seemingly inconspicuous black flame divine technique. Even the body of a corpse cultivator as strong as the body was subjected to the Black Flame Divine Technique, and it had to be said that this law was domineering.

And around the dirt had become a huge crater, and even the dirt was splashed in the sky and fell all over the ground.

And with the loss of the corpse flag, those yin spirits naturally did not continue to be released, which couldn't help but make the group of monks watching breathe a sigh of relief.

And at this time, from the place where the roar came out just now, the spiritual light had not completely dissipated, but a vague small figure seemed to be running into the distance from inside!