Zhou Yinling rushed into the Xuanyin demonic qi, and the demonic qi drilled into her mouth and nose little by little, and one by one the unjust souls also followed the demonic qi into her body. If it is an ordinary monk, if it is corroded by this Xuanyin demonic qi, it will lose its essence and blood in a moment, and its soul will also be coerced by the unjust soul, merge into the Xuanyin demonic qi, and become an unjust soul on the Xuanyin soul flag.

And the volume of the Zhiyin True Yuan in Zhou Yinling's body, the Xuanyin demonic qi and the unjust soul that entered the body were refined by her in a moment, becoming her own mana and increasing her divine thoughts.

Because Zhou Yinling is not a human being, it is an anomaly born under impossible circumstances, and he is born with devouring supernatural powers, which can devour souls and essence blood, and transform them into his own mana. This kind of supernatural power is as simple as eating and drinking water, as long as it does not exceed the limit of her devouring, it is as much as she can deliver.

Her gaze ignored the obscuration of the Xuanyin demonic energy, and she could see things in the dark, and she saw Wang Hui at a glance. She landed lightly beside Wang Hui, and a bloody spear appeared in her hand, guarding carefully.

The gray-robed old man's expression changed drastically, he was a demon cultivator who had been fighting for a long time, and he could see Zhou Yinling's weakness at a glance, if it continued, when she had indigestion, he could naturally devour her in turn. But that mirror spirit treasure is a cave of its own, and no amount of Xuanyin demonic qi is enough for it to devour. In order to avoid losses, he withdrew the Xuanyin Demon Qi.

At this time, Wang Hui looked again, there were already more than a dozen white bones on the ground, and only Lin Yansen and the six dead soldiers in Tsing Yi survived because they stayed next to the gray-robed old man. Even the cyan flying sword on the ground was corroded.

Tang Wanrou patted her chest, looked scared, and said, "I'm scared to death of the old lady, and after such a big battle, it turned out to be a silver-like wax gun head." ”

"You, good girl, the old man will clean you up now!"

After the gray-robed old man finished speaking, he shook the long flag, one big and four small, and five black gases flew out.

Each cloud of black qi condensed into a clear figure, as if it were a real person, a total of four men and one woman. White-faced scholars, black-faced men, yellow-shirted youths, and cold women, each of them has a cultivation of condensation or above, especially a young Taoist priest wearing a plain white Taoist robe, who has surpassed the aura of condensation consummation, compared to the ghost pill level, but it seems to be a little worse.

"This beautiful beauty, when you come in too, we will be in company. A white-faced scholar smiled and attacked Tang Wanrou with an iron fracture fan.

"Okay!" Tang Wanrou smiled gently, her figure flashed, and the dagger in her hand slashed across the white-faced scholar's neck in an instant, and a head that looked like a real one flew out. A slender jade hand pinched the stunned head, and a pink ghostly aura continued to erode it. The skull instantly collapsed into a mass of Xuanyin demonic qi and some soul thoughts, which she opened her mouth and sucked into her stomach.

The lower half of the white-faced scholar's body also instantly collapsed into a stream of Xuanyin demonic energy, heading towards the Xuanyin Soul Flag. Tang Wanrou took the opportunity to take the iron fan into her hand.

Immediately, the gray-robed old man's banner shook, and a black gas came out of the banner, turning into a white-faced scholar again. He is one of the main souls of the Xuanyin Soul Banner, that is, one of the machine spirits. Their true souls are all in the flags, and as long as the Xuanyin demonic energy in the Xuanyin Dementor Banner is endless, they can almost always be resurrected. Although these main souls have lost their physical bodies, their supernatural power and mana have been reduced. But relying on the immortal body, it is even more difficult.

"Let's go together, or we'll let your souls fly away!" said the gray-robed old man with a cold expression. These five main souls were all incarnated by the monks who died under him, and for the sake of their extraordinary combat power, they did not completely refine their consciousness. However, they are all unwilling people, and they are always a little disobedient, and they need to be beaten if they want to find an opportunity to fight back.

After hesitating for a moment, the five main souls still besieged Wang Hui and the others. And the gray-robed old man was waiting for the opportunity to move. Relying on this move, he killed many strong enemies, and the young Taoist priest was one of them.

Tang Wanrou stopped the white-faced scholar and a black-faced man.

"Little lady, we meet again. The white-faced scholar lost the magic weapon of the iron fan, smiled and took out a pink sachet, which emitted a faint fragrance as soon as it was opened. This is the peach blossom miasma he refined during his lifetime, the first time he smelled it was elegant, and after a while, he would fall into a **** blur and lose his mind. Whoever interacts with them will take the initiative to respond. On the wedding night, he slept with the bride of the eldest young master of the Lin family at that time, causing the gray-robed elder to chase him for three days and three nights before killing him, and refining his soul into the Xuanyin Soul Flag.

Tang Wanrou shook her head and smiled, the red pink and white bone trick she practiced was a first-class charm, and controlling **** was her skill, and the red and pink smoke rolled up, and the strange fragrance emitted by the sachet was devoured.

"Rubbish!" the black-faced man next to him scolded, opening his mouth to spit out a swarm of black centipedes with three pairs of wings. This is a xenomorph centipede that he has refined with Gu art, combining the characteristics of many poisons. The black and oppressive insect cloud attacked Tang Wanrou.

This black-faced man was originally a casual cultivator, and he learned some of the Miao Jiang Gu refining techniques inherited by his predecessors, so he wantonly used people's essence blood and soul to refine Gu. As a result, he met an old man in gray robe who hated him more than him and refined the Xuanyin Soul Flag, and refined him into the banner along with his wife and daughter.

Tang Wanrou was suddenly frightened, even a female ghost was very disgusted with these insects, and immediately triggered the red ghost flame, and the insect cloud was burned.

The black-faced man gestured, and the insect swarm suddenly coalesced, and a layer of black aura emerged from the outside, temporarily resisting the burning of the red ghost flame. This is with the help of the True Yuan shield released by the Xuanyin Demonic Qi.

Seeing that the insect cloud continued to attack, Tang Wanrou suddenly gritted her teeth, and her body dispersed into a cloud of pink smoke, which surrounded the insect cloud. As the pink smoke quickly corroded the black aura, it invaded the centipede's body, ecstasy and bones, and in a moment the insect cloud turned into dry corpses and fell to the ground one after another.

And Zhou Yinling was already fighting with the cold woman and the young man in the yellow shirt.

The cold woman didn't say a word, and released a white crystal flying sword, the sword body exuded a cold Taiyin cold air, the flying sword was extremely fast, dexterous and changeable, and Zhou Yinling was entangled.

The yellow-shirted young man released a yellow seal magic weapon, which turned into a yellow mountain in an instant, pressing towards the top of Zhou Yinling's head. This magic weapon is refined by him collecting the essence of the earth and mountains, and it is called the Yellow Mountain Seal, which is extremely heavy. At the same time, the yellow mountain peak released a powerful absorbing force, wanting to restrain her figure. Once this mountain peak falls, even if the flesh is strong, it will be crushed into flesh.

Zhou Yinling's figure flashed, and suddenly appeared from behind the yellow-shirted young man, and with a sweep of the spear, he scattered his body condensed with Xuanyin demonic qi, opened his mouth and inhaled, and devoured all the collapsed Xuanyin demonic qi and soul thoughts. She casually took the Yellow Mountain seal into her hand and put it away.

After a while, Tang Wanrou and Zhou Yinling quickly solved the opponent, but the gray-robed old man shook his long flag, and the four figures condensed again, but the soul thoughts weakened slightly, and they fought with the two women again. It's just that the magic weapon has been lost, and the combat effectiveness has been reduced again, so it can only be barely supported.

Wang Hui confronted the young Taoist priest.

The figure of the young Taoist priest dispersed, turning into a large area of black real water, surrounding Wang Hui. This black true water is the Xuanyin true water refined by the young Taoist priest from the Xuanyin demonic qi, and it is the supreme yin true water, which can cleanse the soul and also corrode the body. His magic weapon has long been destroyed, and even the nature of his mana has been changed, and many magical powers cannot be used, and only this Xuanyin True Water can still be used. If there is no corresponding means to restrain it, it will soon be dissolved by this Xuanyin True Water, and only one white bone will remain.

Wang Hui also has no corresponding means to defeat the enemy, this water potential is so vast, if you use true fire to refine, even if the true yuan is exhausted, you can't get out of the trap. He had to continue to infuse the True Yuan into the Ghost Mirror, which activated the Devouring Vortex. Those Xuanyin true waters suddenly flowed into the sea like a river, and were quickly swallowed. It is also thanks to the machine spirit Xiaohei who took the initiative to help, otherwise it would be impossible to drive a spirit treasure for a long time with his cultivation.

The young Taoist priest didn't care, anyway, he could be 'resurrected' when he died, and let the ghost mirror completely devour him.

Suddenly, the gray-robed old man moved, and did not summon the young Taoist priest again, a black flying sword with a sinister aura appeared in his hand, and the flying sword quickly stabbed towards Wang Hui. This is the black sword he refined with Xuanyin evil qi, which seems to be inconspicuous, and the middle one is eroded by Xuanyin evil qi and cut off its vitality.

Wang Hui didn't realize it, turned the mirror to the gray-robed old man, and let the black sword stab his chest, as if he wanted to fight for his life.

The gray-robed old man hurriedly hung the Xuanyin Dementor Banner in front of him, and at this time, the black sword reached Wang Hui's chest, but was grabbed by a big golden hand.

However, this empty-handed kung fu is generally only suitable for dealing with enemies weaker than oneself, and the slightest mistake is a crippled end.

The Black Evil Sword trembled violently, the Xuanyin Black Evil Qi continued to erupt, and the pure Yang Gang Qi in Wang Hui's palm was also constantly condensing. The Xuanyin Evil Qi contained in the Black Evil Sword was limited, but Wang Hui was constantly condensing the pure Yang Gang Qi in his palm, and finally suppressed the Black Evil Sword.

At this time, Zhou Yinling's figure suddenly broke away from the yellow-shirted young man and the cold woman in front of him, flashed behind the gray-robed old man, and stabbed him in the back of the heart with a bloody gun.

The gray-robed old man looked slightly frightened, shook the Xuanyin Soul Flag, and a stream of Xuanyin sword qi struck Zhou Yinling, forcing him back.

At this moment, Wang Hui decisively activated the light of the soul fixing mirror, which was reflected in the back of the gray-robed old man's heart. A strange force invaded his body. At this time, although he can still think, he cannot command his body.

Zhou Yinling turned around and shot into the center of the gray-robed old man's eyebrows. There was a bang, and flesh and brain splattered. If it is a real spiritual treasure, it will definitely automatically protect the lord and save his life. But although this Xuanyin Dementor Banner also has a machine spirit, they each hate him deeply, and they are naturally driven by him at ordinary times, but when it comes to a moment of crisis, they will never take the initiative to protect the master. Therefore, he died unjustly.

Suddenly, half of the gray-robed old man's body exploded again, blood and flesh splattered, and a black pill the size of an egg swished into the distance. It turns out that the monk condenses the golden pill, and can entrust the true soul in the golden pill, and once the physical body is damaged, he will escape with the golden pill and then take it away.

At this time, a pink smoke enveloped the golden pill.

A layer of black Dan fire suddenly appeared in the golden pill float, and pink smoke rushed out.

At this time, the ghost mirror emitted a mirror light again, which landed on the black inner pill, and fixed it.

Zhou Yinling's figure suddenly flashed, and he grabbed the golden pill, and a supreme yin true yuan invaded it, sealing the remnant soul of the gray-robed old man and preventing him from detonating the golden pill.