According to the information that Chi You told Luoyang before, the cyan banner is the heart of the enlightenment gourd, which contains a wealth of enlightenment qi, and it is precisely because of this that the cyan banner can be used as a base for the formation to cast the ghost hell. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The use of the Ghost Hell's Formation Divine Power is to use the Yin Death Qi in the blood bead as a tribute, and use the Tomb Mountain Resentment Qi to wash away the extreme toxicity, so as to help Luoyang gain an incomparably amazing strength increase in a short period of time within the scope of the Ghost Hell.

However, at the moment, the cyan flag inexplicably turned black, and a series of veins emerged on the flag, which was quite weird, and at the same time as the flag changed, among the hundreds of spiritual cultivators, there was actually a death!

From a certain point of view, it is more like using the power of the qi and blood of these dead monks to nourish the transformed black banner.

This series of changes, Luoyang, as the caster of the ghost hell, is completely unaware!

Obviously, the last initiator is Chi You!

Vaguely, Luo Yang felt inexplicably in his heart that if this black banner could be better nourished, its power would increase infinitely, and it would be no problem to wipe out this group of monks who had been chasing him for many days.

In this way, this change seems to be a good thing for Luoyang, but the problem is...... Chiyou won't help Luoyang for no reason at all!

Chi Yu is an ancient demon who has been sealed, and the ultimate goal of everything he does is to escape from the seal!

"Whew!"

Almost instantly, Luoyang's figure appeared in front of the black flag, grabbed it, and was about to pull it out of the ground.

At this moment, Chiyou's almost roaring voice came out angrily, "Bastard, this Jun is helping you!"

Luoyang's face was gloomy, and he turned a deaf ear to Chi You's roar, and his palm suddenly exerted force, only to see that the black flag, which had already reached a height of dozens of zhang, was pulled out by three points!

"These people don't distinguish between right and wrong, they don't know good and evil, just for some petty profits, they don't hesitate to hunt you down with all their might, they don't regret dying!"

Chi You's voice trembled slightly, as if he was extremely scared, Luoyang really pulled out the black flag.

"Bastard, with the power of the ghost hell, you can indeed easily defeat these people, but there will still be many fish that slip through the net! Have you ever thought about it, among these people, there are many disciples of the great sect, and the background is complicated, far from what you can contend with!"

"If word spreads that you have been mercilessly slaughtered, what will you face...... It will be pursued by more and stronger monks! Zhuji, Yudan, and even Yuanying! Aren't you afraid of death?"

The red roar echoed endlessly, falling on Luoyang's ears, but it confirmed the speculation in his heart even more.

Luoyang's palm was hard again, and he pulled out the black flag a few more points, and responded coldly: "Don't bother you." ”

Hearing this, Chi You seemed to be even breathing a little faster, and he was silent for a while, and as soon as the words changed, he suddenly became patient.

"Using the method of ghost hell, you can fuse the qi of yin and death with the resentment of the soul, and transform this enlightenment banner heart into a soul flag, and the soul banner is a unique magic weapon in the netherworld, even if it is just a soul flag, you can easily kill this group of monks, and not let go of any fish that slips through the net. ”

Chi You's voice became calm inexplicably, and he sighed abruptly at this moment, as if he was really admonishing Luoyang bitterly.

However, no matter what Chi Yu says, there is one thing that is undoubted, and that is ...... Chi Yu is an ancient demon!

Murderous and best at ...... Hoodwink the public!

"Therefore, to cast the ghost hell, you don't need this banner at all, and you don't need any formation foundation at all. Luoyang sneered and responded coldly.

That's right, combined with Chi You's reaction and the word "soul flag" in his mouth, according to Luoyang's speculation, this flag is not needed at all to cast the ghost hell.

The real purpose of Chiyou, or it is precisely to transform this Enlightenment Banner Heart into a Soul Banner! Although Luoyang does not know what the Soul Banner is for, it cannot be denied...... Whatever the purpose of the spirit flag, it is beneficial to the Red Shadow.

And Luoyang, as the host of the Taiyin Ancient Scripture, naturally can't fulfill Chiyou's wish!

And Luoyang's firm tone at the moment was obviously some kind of temptation, Chi Yu muttered for a moment, did not admit or deny, and the demonic voice really calmed down.

"Don't you hate?"

Luoyang heard a touch of unwillingness from Chiyu's voice, snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "In my place, hate or not hate has never had anything to do with good and evil. ”

"Childish. Chi Yu laughed insolently.

When the sneer stopped, a resentful snort faintly came from Luoyang's mind, and then, Chi You stopped making a sound.

At the same time, with a crisp sound of "Qiang", the huge banner was suddenly pulled out by Luoyang!

"Woo Woo Woo!"

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the mist of the sea of blood that permeated the ground suddenly changed...... There was a sound everywhere, emitting a blazing breath, which immediately turned into wisps of white smoke and evaporated!

However, although the mist of the Blood Sea dissipated, the aura of the forest, which fused the resentment of the revenant soul and the aura of yin death, still existed, and filled every corner of the tomb mountain!

And so it was. ”

Seeing this scene, Luoyang's eyes flashed and he snorted softly.

That's right, Luoyang, as the prison master of the Ghost Prison, can clearly perceive it at this moment...... The hell still exists!

The breath in Luoyang's body is still climbing!

"Huh!" Luoyang threw the black flag into the storage bag, then turned his head and cast his gaze on the spiritual cultivators who were already dumbfounded not far away.

Until the mysterious death of more than 20 people, until now, these hundreds of monks were in shock, and I have to say that when the sea of blood and mist filled their feet, everyone felt despair.

At this moment, the sea of blood and mist disappeared, and the hundreds of spiritual cultivators finally came back to their senses.

"Demon ...... Demon!" A young monk of the eighth layer of the Soul Transformation suddenly let out a miserable scream, his steps staggered in confusion, and he cried and ran his cultivation, and flew away towards the sky.

"It's horrible...... It's terrifying, this person is definitely not an ordinary monk, he is a rumored demon cultivator!"

With the disappearance of the mist in the sea of blood, the hundreds of spiritual cultivators finally regained their ability to move, and at this moment, they each muttered words, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Luoyang, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were running their cultivation, and they fled like ghosts, far away from the range of the tomb mountain.

One, two, ten, dozens......

In the blink of an eye, the top of the tomb mountain fled ninety percent of the monks.

During this period, Luoyang just watched coldly, allowing the monks to escape without stopping them. To him, the initiator of all this was the Nadine Mountains, and these monks, as hateful as they were, did not bother him to hunt them down.

About half a pillar of incense time passed, and there were only more than 30 people left in the huge tomb mountain.

The old man in the robe, the old monk in the robe, and the handsome young man...... The bodies of these people all exude an astonishing aura, and even the weakest people have the cultivation of the eleventh layer of the spirit transformation!

They are masters at the peak level of the Transformation Spirit Realm, and although they are afraid of the blood sea mist of Fang Cai, they still have great disdain for the cultivation of the seventh layer of Luoyang Transformation Spirit.

"It's just a witchcraft, and you still want to confuse the eyes of the poor road?"

At this moment, the old man in the robe snorted heavily, stepped on the ground, and saw a round of delicate gossip patterns blooming on the ground.

At the moment when this gossip pattern appeared, the old Taoist priest's body moved, and he came to Luoyang in an instant, and the floating dust danced, hitting the top of Luoyang's head!

"The immortal stroked my top and knotted my hair...... Break the immortal!" The old Taoist priest shouted, his eyes flashing.

The few people standing in the distance did not rush to make a move as before, and squinted their eyes one after another, staring at the front.

Luoyang's cultivation is still the seventh layer of the spirit transformation, but as the master of the ghost and ghost prison, he can clearly know the ...... Through that moment of effort, he had already absorbed the breath of eighty-three blood beads, and the breath had already reached the eleventh layer of the spirit transformation!

He sighed abruptly.

Looking back on the past, starting from Sun Wu in the Miscellaneous Service Room of the Spirit Gate, to Zhao Quan, and then to Bai Hao, as well as the countless disciples of the three sects who were at war, Ding Crazy Mountain, and hundreds of spirit ......

Although Luoyang was lucky enough to achieve the final victory, it is undeniable that he has never fought a battle in a dignified manner!

Ever since he was in the sky above the Spirit Gate, witnessing how He Zhangzun's sleeve was two breezes, Luoyang was eager for a dignified battle!

His eyes closed and opened, and his black and white eyes were full of strong fighting intent!

Come.

Come to war!

He suddenly stretched out his hand, and he actually endured all the power of the twelve layers of spirit transformation on the floating dust!

"Bang!"

Luoyang's body shook slightly, and the whole person sank suddenly, and his legs suddenly sank into the ground.

A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Luoyang's mouth, obviously only with the forcibly promoted eleventh layer of the spirit transformation, it was still impossible to compete head-on with the old Taoist spirit transformation twelve layer cultivation, however, ...... But he dragged the floating dust in the palm of his hand!

The sneer on the corner of the old Taoist's mouth had not yet solidified, and his complexion suddenly changed.

More than thirty spirit powerhouses in the distance changed color at the same time!

"Bang!"

I saw that Luoyang's left hand was like an iron tong, dragging the white whiskers of the floating dust and pulling it downward, and the old Taoist priest's suspended body sank three points in the air!

Luoyang punched the old Taoist priest in the chest!

"Shuzi, you dare!" the old Taoist priest was in pain, and his expression seemed to be distorted, but before he could finish speaking, panic finally appeared in his pupils.

"Bang bang bang!"

Luoyang didn't pay attention to the threat of the old Taoist priest at all, and his backhand was three punches!

A total of four punches, all in the same place!

When the third punch was struck, one hundred and thirty blood beads had already been integrated into Luoyang's body, and his breath had reached the twelfth layer of the spirit transformation!

When his fourth punch landed on the old Taoist's chest, it was clearly visible that the old Taoist's broad back was ...... Suddenly a big bulge popped up!