Chapter 43: Breaking the Soul Flag
"Ahh
Seeing that the magic weapon that had followed him for many years was cut off by the other party's sword, the Dry Bone Daoist was suddenly shocked, and when he saw the sword qi coming, he hurriedly flashed to the side, but he was still cut off by the sword qi A section of the sleeve of his robe was cut off, and the whole person was extremely embarrassed, and he withdrew more than a zhang away.
"This!" The dry bone Taoist looked horrified, in his opinion, he should have killed the other party with a sword, but he didn't expect to be cut off by the other party's robe sleeves and lose face, even the Yin Wind Soul Devouring Sword that had been followed for many years was cut off, you must know that this sword has been soaked in Yin Soul resentment for many years, where can the ordinary flying sword be broken, otherwise the Dragon Eight Layer will not die in his hands.
He can kill the enemy beyond the level, on the one hand, he relies on the Soul Banner, and on the other hand, he also relies on this Yin Wind Soul Devouring Sword, the two complement each other and are more powerful, but how can he be broken by a small dragon third layer.
"How is it possible, you are obviously only the third layer of the dragon, how can you force the poor road to retreat. "This dry bone Dao has a big mouth open, and it's still hard to believe.
"It's nothing impossible, you think you can kill the enemy beyond the level? Luo An didn't care what he thought, his figure flickered, and he rushed to kill the Dry Bone Dao people with several swords in a row.
Suddenly, the sword qi surrounded the dry bone Dao people.
He was originally able to kill the enemy by two levels, but now with the Flying Gold Sword, he can directly cross five small realms to kill the enemy, even if there are two major realms in the middle and late stages, he can also fight with the early stage of the eighth layer of the dragon, this dry bone Taoist is the middle stage of the seventh layer of the dragon, and the magic weapon is restrained, how can it not be suppressed.
The dry bone Taoist was split and dodged again and again, only then did he know that he had underestimated the other party, moved with all his might, and finally seized the opportunity to sacrifice the spirit banner violently.
The small banner turned into a flag gate in the wind, seven feet high and five feet wide, and suddenly the yin wind rushed up, and the gloomy clouds and mist shrouded it, and the ghosts and ghosts rushed out of the flag gate, and the ghosts cried wolf howls and constantly pulled people's souls.
Among them, there are many powerful ghosts, but they are transformed by the spirit of the monks, and they have lost their minds in the spirit flag, they do not distinguish between friend and foe, but are only instinctively driven by the dry bone Taoist, blindly devouring.
This is similar to snatching the house, he can swallow your soul if his soul is strong, so many yin souls and ghosts are densely packed, how can he block it like a yin soldier crossing the border?
Fortunately, Luo An was prepared, and when he saw the other party shaking the flag, he immediately explained according to the gold and sacrificed the golden sword in the air.
Suddenly, the golden light was sheng, enveloping a radius of dozens of zhang, and the figure of the golden man appeared on the flying sword, pinching the hand again and again, and personally urging the flying golden sword with soul power.
As soon as the ghostly ghost touched the sword light, it instantly collapsed, and some did not dare to move forward at all, as if they had touched a nemesis, they fled back into the spirit flag.
Seeing that the yin soul collapsed, the dry bone Taoist was suddenly shocked, and then he knew that he had touched the nemesis, and shook the flag gate violently, and three powerful ghosts rushed out from the flag gate.
These three-headed ghosts are different from before, they are actually humanoid, their faces are faintly visible, and Luo An looks a little familiar.
"Luo An, these three people are the three senior brothers of your sect, can you bear to kill them?" The dry bone Taoist shouted, with a strange smile in his mouth, taking advantage of the three ghosts to pounce forward, he slapped the storage bag, and another flying sword flew out, hidden behind the three ghosts, and quietly slashed Luo An.
"Senior Brother Hong?" Luo An recognized one of them, it was Hong Fei, who received the task the day before yesterday, but died at the hands of this dry bone Dao man, this person was still there when Luo An entered the inner door, so he recognized it.
Needless to say, the other two were the senior brothers who died before, and they were blinded by the Dry Bone Dao and refined into powerful ghosts.
"What should I do, kill or not kill?" Luo An knew very well that these three people did not really die, but they were only driven by the spirit banner to lose their minds, maybe there was a chance to be reincarnated.
Luo An held the flying sword from Zheng Mingjie in his hand, and hesitated for a while,
It didn't matter if he hesitated, the flying golden sword was driven by him, and the golden light suddenly dimmed.
He knew the ghost, where did the three-headed ghost recognize him, because he was fierce and powerful, he had to rush through the golden light and rush to Luo'an, and the flying sword followed closely.
By the time Luo An came to his senses, the three ghosts had already rushed to the front less than a meter away, and the murderous aura of the flying sword behind him was already rushing towards him.
"Women's benevolence, what's the big deal?" A coquettish snort sounded, and in the blink of an eye, the flying golden sword was golden again, but the corresponding golden figure dimmed.
"Puff puff!"
The three murderous ghosts sneered at the golden light, emitting white smoke, and the ghost suddenly dimmed, let out several high-frequency screams, and jumped back into the spirit flag.
Luo An, who came to his senses here, hurriedly slashed hard, and slashed the sneak attack flying sword to the ground in front of the door.
When!
Over there, the flying gold sword seemed to have exhausted its Yuan Force, staggered to the ground and fell, and was grabbed by Luo An.
He knew that this time it was gold that saved him, the flying sword was his magic weapon, and he was mainly driven by himself, gold was equivalent to the function of the soul, attracting the potential of the flying gold sword, just now it was gold that burned a large amount of soul power, and forcibly used the power of the soul to urge the flying gold sword, and it was strange that the loss of soul power was not large.
The gold was damaged, and the soul was dim and retreated into the golden sword.
"Ahh
The flying sword was slashed down, and the dry bone Taoist was also shocked, he thought that he had no last resort, where did he think that this golden sword had a soul.
"Dry bone thief, your time of death has come. ”
Jin Ziyuan's soul was damaged, Luo An was furious, and the flying golden sword in his hand was split out with all his strength, and the sword qi spanned twenty zhang, and a sword split the flag gate away, turning into its original form and falling to the ground.
This soul banner was refined by the Dry Bone Dao people with their painstaking efforts, and the Dry Bone Dao people who were attacked were immediately spurted out with a mouthful of blood.
Now that the flying sword is gone, the flag gate has been beheaded, and the dry bone Dao people know where they dare to stay, and they don't even dare to take the soul flag, so they turn around and flee in a hurry to the depths of the mountain.
"Are you still running?"
Jin Zi was injured, Luo An was really angry, and quickly flew after him.
This dry bone Taoist is really not ambiguous, and three or four runes exploded in his backhand.
It's just a pity that he encountered the Flying Golden Sword, and Luo An split a few talismans with a single sword, and a few Flying Columns had rushed behind the Dry Bone Dao Man, and when he raised his hand, a golden light slashed out.
"Ah, spare your life!"
Burst!
The dry bone Dao man was cut in two by the flying gold sword qi on the spot, and his intestines and old belly were scattered all over the ground, no matter how awesome he was, he couldn't live.
Luo An landed on the ground, gasping for breath, he was not tired, it was completely because the gold was injured and he was too excited.
"Jinzijin, are you alright?" Roan shouted.
"It's okay, I can hold on for a while thanks to your hard work, but you have to hurry up and help me find gold, no later than three days. The sound of gold came from inside the Flying Gold Sword, and the voice was a little weak, but it was stable.