Zheng Zheng's mana surged, and all the spiritual imprints in the Soul Gathering Banner were completely broken.

casually punched his spiritual imprint into it, and then threw it into the air, and the Soul Gathering Banner rose in the wind, and soon turned into an evergreen flag. However, the portrait of the banner seems to be a little different from the previous in the hands of the Qianyuan Daoist, the ghost on it has lost its previous ferocious momentum, it has become sick, the image is almost transparent, and the viscous blood river is almost dry.

Zheng Zheng frowned, it seems that the Gathering Soul Banner was very seriously injured before. However, fortunately, the main body is not damaged, and the injured ghosts inside should be able to recover soon.

He forcibly urged the banner to go up to the magic circle, and with a strong roll, more than ten ghost soldiers in front of him were immediately swept in.

The Soul Gathering Banner was nourished, and its color suddenly deepened, turning from a new darkening to a new one, and the Yin Qi on it began to overflow, and the ghost pattern slowly condensed.

As expected, this banner is a good thing, as long as the core is not destroyed, it can be upgraded continuously.

Zheng Zheng waved the flag again and again, and one after another ghost pawns were sucked into the flag.

The body of the powerful ghost became more and more real, the two bloody pupils were gradually filled with ferocity, a pair of fangs continued to grow, and the runes and seals on the body were circulating faster and faster. When he was about to absorb half of the ghost soldier's yin qi, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and a yin and bloody qi filled the entire banner, and the blood river behind him began to boil. The ghost kept struggling, and several times it felt like it was going to come out of the flag.

"Bark" Zheng Zheng suddenly shouted, gathered all his mana, and rolled violently, and at least one-third of the ghost soldiers in front of him were sucked in.

When the Soul Gathering Banner got so many supplements, it immediately filled with yin qi and evil qi.

The blood-red ghost finally came out, three feet tall, like copper poured iron, the lines of the whole body were outrageous, and countless cyan rune patterns were drawn on it, and there was golden light flowing from time to time. Its ten nails were as sharp as knives, a pair of eyes had flames burning in their pupils, and a thick smell of blood erupted from its nostrils from time to time, making people dizzy when they smelled it.

The ghost moved like a bloody shadow, so fast that people couldn't see the trajectory clearly. As long as the figure passes through the ghost soldiers, the other party will turn into a cloud of yin qi and be absorbed into it. It suddenly opened its bloody mouth, like the abyss of the Demon Domain, pitch black and bottomless. I saw it suck hard, a yin wind blew, and the ghost soldier in front of him was swept into his mouth without any suspense.

The ghost took off the banner and fought on its own, Zheng Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, it came to life, but he was about to die of exhaustion.

From the beginning, he fought wits and courage with the Xuanyin Ghost King, and then was hit and injured by the Xuanyin True Water, and then forcibly opened the Void Gate, and before he had to rest to recover his true yuan mana, he had a big battle with the Golden Sword Ghost General, and in the end, he urged the Soul Gathering Banner again and again, even if it was an iron bone, he couldn't bear it.

He kept panting, his face was a little pale, he found a corner and sat down, then knocked down a few jade discs, and set up a maze array to prevent being disturbed during the break. Then silently threw a few pills in his mouth, and began to simply heal the wound and restore his mana.

About half an hour later, Zheng Zheng stood up and withdrew the magic circle.

At this time, the passage was empty except for a soul gathering banner planted on the ground.

Zheng Zheng looked at it carefully, the iron rod of this banner had turned into a dark black, and it was cold to the touch. There was a powerful ghost standing on the river of blood in the flag, like a bloody demon god who came out of the ancient battlefield, and the red light alone made people feel dizzy and dizzy, not to mention the murderous aura that rushed to the sky, almost breaking the banner and rushing towards him.

Zheng Zheng was satisfied and picked up the magic weapon, and looked at the temperamentless ghost general who stayed in the corner, tied up by the moon-patterned white jade silk, and couldn't help but laugh twice at the corner of his mouth. I don't know what Cheng dù this powerful ghost can evolve into after swallowing the ghost general.

With this thought, Zheng Zheng did not hesitate to shake the Soul Gathering Banner to the ghost general.

The ghost general also seemed to know that the day was coming, and he kept struggling and roaring there, trying to get out of the trap. But it was all in vain, it was just a few more mana for Zheng Zheng.

After the Soul Gathering Banner sucked into the ghost general, it suddenly shook violently, and the banner swayed without wind, and the fierce aura kept overflowing.

In the face of this kind of mutation, Zheng Zheng was also a little caught off guard, could it be that the ghost general's strength was too strong, and the bloody ghost couldn't devour it?

Fortunately, this worry was unnecessary, and after a while, the Soul Gathering Banner calmed down.

Zheng Zheng stepped forward to observe with some curiosity.

But I found that there were some new changes in the ghost, in its hand, there was a long knife that was red and thick like blood, and the sword light was cold, as if it had rushed out of the Nine Secluded Land, and a murderous aura filled the entire banner.

Okay, good, Zheng Zheng couldn't close his mouth with a smile, the stronger the power of this soul gathering flag, the more points he had to save his life.

Contentedly retracting the Soul Gathering Flag, Zheng Zheng finally planned to leave this treasure land.

The harvest tonight is completely beyond imagination, although the Xuanyin True Water has not arrived, but the Soul Gathering Banner, a banner, a bell, and a card including some materials are enough for themselves to wake up with a smile when they dream.

Zheng Zheng left from the passage he had entered before, thought about it, moved a boulder to block the entrance of the cave, and then laid down a talisman seal to suppress the ghost qi, and then laid out a small formation to hide the stone and the entrance of the cave. There is so much I can do, and there are really people who touch this place, so it can only be said that God will do so.

When I walked out of the tomb, it was already dawn. It was rare for the sun to hang high in the sky, Zheng Zheng planned to go back to the village to take a look, but one night had passed, and he didn't know what their situation was.

This village is full of fog, and some problems have not yet been clarified.

For example, the old man, the tree, I don't know which way the ghost king in the tomb palace is, will it be the legendary warrior?

Zheng Zheng was suddenly a little annoyed, why didn't he ask the Xuanyin Ghost King before.

When I came to the village, I found that a few guys were still sleeping there, probably because I was scared yesterday, and it was rare to sleep so deeply, so it was particularly fragrant.

While they were still sleeping, Zheng Zheng left the tile house again and came to the entrance of the village.

I noticed that the poplar trees had changed significantly. It's still full of runes, but with three new runes in the middle. Zheng Zheng recognized that the three runes were the famous demon suppression talismans. This tree is indeed a refinement. Looking at the dense rune paper on it, it has obviously been suppressed for a long time.

This should have been done by the elder Qian, and Zheng Zheng's perception of them changed slightly. At least, he also did a good thing to benefit the country and the people and keep one party safe.

Thinking about it, Zheng Zheng naturally thought of the mysterious old man again, who is he and why is he so mysterious?

After thinking about it for a long time, Zheng Zheng smiled dumbly.

When the sky fell, there was naturally a tall man on top. Since the so-called six major immortal cultivation sects all know here, pay attention to here, if something happens, they will definitely bear it, and they will have that heart.

Thinking of this time, Zheng Zheng returned to the room from Xin, intending to wake them up and start on the road from Xin.