Chapter 153: Pure Yin Flame

As soon as the gong sounded, the two of them even omitted the steps of the salute, and as soon as they made a move, it was a killing move, just like an enemy meeting each other, and their eyes were extraordinarily red.

Ma Zhongliang's cultivation is also the Yin Fire Dao, but the Yin Fire he casts, there are silver rays flashing out from time to time in the black flames, but this silver ray is extremely difficult to capture, and Bai Slash is only slightly aware of it with his divine sense comparable to the middle stage of foundation building, and this is still a situation where he is particularly careful.

The others didn't see anything strange at all, they just blindly shouted and cheered, and then looked at the three great elders of the Tianyin Sect, their faces were as usual, and they couldn't see a trace of waves, and the six protectors, their faces obviously changed, and there was a look of anxiety on their faces, as if they had seen something, but because of the rules of the competition, as a bystander, they were never allowed to give a word of reminder, otherwise they would be judged to win or lose.

With so many Jindan monks present, it is clear whether there is a sound reminder or not.

In the ring, Ma Zhongliang spewed black flames from his mouth, pinched his fingerprints, and a black dragon with a thick water tank roared out, with four claws like hooks, and the dragon's body was covered with scales, lifelike.

The magic transformation mastered by the foundation building monk is not comparable to the qi training period, not only is it similar in shape, but also extremely agile, and the speed is as fast as an electric shock.

Hao Wei's face was solemn, he didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness, a bone shield hung in front of him, and after pinching the mantra, his hands were divided, and two black flame spears appeared in his hands, with a low shout, the spear was thrown out, one turned into a giant python and crashed head-on into the black dragon, and the other turned into a small snake, and wrapped towards Ma Zhongliang.

Ma Zhongliang sneered, spit out the word 'explosion', and the black dragon exploded open, like a monstrous wave, covering the top and leaving.

The moment the black flame exploded, it drowned all the black snakes and pythons. Hao Wei showed a hint of fear, and a black light was injected into the bone shield, only to see the skeleton in front of the bone shield as if it had come to life, opening its big mouth, sucking in pain, and the black flame immediately formed a whirlpool. Sucked into the mouth by a skull.

Ma Zhongliang not only did not have the slightest panic, but smiled mysteriously, only to see him take out a small flag, throw it into the air, and then chant a spell, a magic duel was played, and the wind suddenly raged in the magic circle, and no less than a thousand powerful ghosts rushed out wildly, and let out a piercing scream. Rushed towards Hao Wei from all directions.

"Thousand Soul Flags!" someone immediately recognized this treasure and couldn't help blurting out.

The people who shouted and cheered were a little dumbfounded, and the originally noisy scene suddenly quieted down, and they all pinched a cold sweat for Senior Brother Hao.

Although this Thousand Soul Banner is one of the most commonly used ghost weapons in ghost cultivation, most of them are Hundred Soul Banners, and if you want to refine them into a Thousand Soul Banners, you not only need to absorb a thousand souls, but the material of the Banner is also very knowledgeable. And the refining method is extremely cumbersome, and at first glance it is just a notch off. In fact, it is far from it.

Thousands of powerful ghosts, Rao is a monk in the foundation building period, and he can't resist it at all.

Hao Wei's expression was fierce, as if he had made a great deal of ruthlessness, and as soon as he slapped the storage bag, a black talisman appeared in his hand.

"Ghost Talisman!"

As soon as everyone saw the black talisman. At the same time, I was shocked, as if I had been greatly stimulated.

It is not difficult to see from the looks of everyone that this ghost talisman must be a rare treasure, otherwise it would not have attracted everyone to look like this.

The ghost talisman is a type of talisman, but the seal inside this talisman is not a spell. It is a real ghost, according to the different levels of ghost runes, it is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the one in Hao Wei's hand belongs to the medium-grade ghost rune.

In other words, what is sealed inside is a ghost-level ghost.

No matter how powerful the Thousand Soul Banner is, it is just a ghost at the level of ghost disciples, and even most of them are low-level ghost disciples, but they have an advantage in numbers.

The ghost has an innate ability to control the ghost, although the ghost is unconscious and not afraid of death, but there is a natural fear of the ghost.

In addition, as soon as the ghost comes out, Hao Wei is equivalent to having an extra helper of the same level, even if the sealed ghost has lost most of its innate supernatural powers and belongs to an unconscious state, but it is still a ghost after all, even if only one kind of supernatural power is left when it is sealed, it is enough to be very difficult.

Hao Wei glanced at the ghost talisman in his hand, and his face showed reluctance, but at this time, the situation was critical, even if he was reluctant, he had to use it for the sake of his face.

Just when everyone thought that Senior Brother Hao would be able to turn the situation around immediately, a suffocating scene occurred.

The bone shield in front of Hao Wei suddenly shattered, only to see a trace of silver flash out, and then submerged into Hao Wei's body, Hao Wei's expression froze, and then a cloud of silver flame appeared on his chest, and in just a snap of his fingers, the silver flame spread all over his body, burning it into a pile of black ash, leaving only a storage bag and the ghost talisman that had not yet had time to use.

Ma Zhongliang opened his mouth and inhaled, and after inhaling the black flame and the undetectable silver light into his body again, he took advantage of the situation and put the thousand souls into the banner again, and then hooked it with one hand, and took the storage bag that fell on the ground and the ghost talisman into his hand.

"Idiot. Looking at the things in his hand, Ma Zhongliang smiled coldly, and with one hand, the two things disappeared.

Although it is a competition in the ring, the items on the fallen side will naturally become the trophies of the other party, but if the other party admits defeat, then the other party's belongings cannot be taken away, which has long been an unwritten rule, so there is nothing to be surprised about.

There was silence in the audience, and this scene made all the monks stunned, because everything that happened just now was so sudden that some people didn't even know how Hao Wei turned into black ashes.

"Hehe, I didn't expect this son to refine a trace of pure yin flame, his talent is not bad, Brother Murong can accept a good apprentice. A Jin Dan elder said with a slight smile.

"This son's talent is really good, but he has refined a pure yin flame, and even I, as a master, don't know it, it seems that this son has also put in a lot of hard work over the years, and he really didn't disappoint the old man, haha..." Murong Qianjun laughed without any scruples, and at the same time glanced at the three elders of the Tianyin Sect with his residual light.

And these three people still have calm expressions, and they seem to be very deep in the city, as for what they feel in their hearts, only they know.

"Congratulations, Brother Murong's mantle seems to have been inherited by someone, my few disciples who are not angry, if they have the perseverance of this son, they will not enter Kunjun now, people are more angry than people!" Another Jindan monk sighed, seemingly complaining about those apprentices, but in fact, they meant friendship, which was obvious.

"Brother Wu, why should you be arrogant, your apprentices have entered the middle stage of foundation building before they have a life expectancy of half a hundred, and it is very possible to enter Jindan within a hundred years, which also makes the old man envious, haha..."

These great monks praised each other, and burst into laughter from time to time, as if they didn't care about the feelings of the three great elders of the Tianyin Sect at all, where is this here to celebrate their birthday, it is clear that they are here to smash the field. (To be continued.) )