Seeing a large number of ghosts moving away from him, Qin Chuan was in a good mood. At this time, he had already put away the black gold shield, and looked at the monk surnamed Yang in front of him with a somewhat pale face.

The monk surnamed Yang deserved to be a monk at the peak of qi refining, although his magic weapon was restrained by Qin Chuan, his expression also changed slightly, and after a while, he adjusted his mentality again. looked at the black bell in mid-air with a solemn face.

"It's another magic weapon, I really underestimate you, this kind of skill, I'm afraid that some monks who have just entered the condensation stage are just like that! The monk surnamed Yang looked at Qin Chuan's eyes and said slowly.

But he didn't stop the movement in his hand, but beckoned the Hundred Ghost Banner to his side, and then opened his mouth and spit out, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the Hundred Ghost Banner. The gray Hyakki Banner immediately turned blood-red, and the ghost that had been drilled into it appeared from the Hyakki Banner this time, but this time the ghost was even more fierce than the ghost just now. The ghost has already materialized somewhat, the ghost's eyes have turned blood red, and sharp fangs have grown at the corners of their mouths. He pounced towards Qin Chuan with his teeth and claws

Where had Qin Chuan seen such a vicious ghost thing, and he gasped in his heart. The mana in his hand continued to pour towards the black soul bell, and the soul bell was under Qin Chuan's control, sending out a sound wave that shocked the soul.

Qin Chuan originally thought that his soul bell was powerful and would definitely be able to deter these ghosts. But a wave of attacks had little effect. The Sonic Attack of the Dementor Bell is very powerful for those ordinary ghosts, but it is not very effective for those red-eyed ghosts.

Seeing such a situation, Qin Chuan's originally relieved heart was lifted again. When the monk surnamed Yang saw this scene, his face looked a lot better, but he did not have any slackness, and his face was much paler than before.

"Boy, the power of your magic weapon is good, it should be a high-level magic weapon, and it has some restraint effect on my ghost things. But it's a pity that your cultivation is insufficient, and you shouldn't even be able to exert one-tenth of the power of this magic weapon. The monk surnamed Yang said with a greedy face.

Qin Chuan was once again besieged by ghosts, and this time the situation was even more dangerous than just now. The fanged ghost creature frantically attacks its own magic weapon.

"Where did you find these vicious ghosts, how can they be so powerful. Qin Chuan's face was a little pale and asked.

"Where to find, where do you need to find this, kill more monks and it will be full, these evil ghosts, but my proud work. The monk surnamed Yang said coldly.

"With so many ghosts, how many people have you killed. Looking at the dense ghosts in front of him, Qin Chuan's face was a little pale.

"I can't remember how many. Anyway, I saw that the monks who didn't like it were all killed by me, and their spirits were all refined into the Hundred Ghost Banners by me. These people have been tortured by me in every way in their lives, and their hearts are full of boundless resentment, and after their deaths, these people have turned into vicious ghosts, and the greater the resentment, the stronger the ghosts become. The monk surnamed Yang said triumphantly.

"But don't worry, after you die, I will definitely take you in my Hundred Ghost Banners, and I will definitely turn you into a powerful demon. The monk surnamed Yang said proudly. Seeing that Qin Chuan was being pressed closer and tighter by himself, the monk surnamed Yang once again summoned a ghost thing from the Hundred Ghost Banners to attack Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan's face was very gloomy, and he originally wanted to use the miraculous effect of the soul bell to cause some damage to the other party, but he didn't expect to scold such a powerful ghost thing as the other party. Qin Chuan, who had already reached a desperate situation, untied a red storage bag on his body, and with a flash of red light, a tall figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes, exuding an amazing momentum. It is Qin Chuan's killer weapon - the flame puppet.

"This is a puppet, a puppet of the condensation period, how can you have such a thing, this can't be. At this time, the monk surnamed Yang was already a little stupid, and said with a scream, no longer as calm as before. He no longer recognized the monk in front of him, this person had endless attack methods, and the treasures were one after another, and they were very precious. Even if it is an ordinary condensation stage monk, I am afraid that he does not have such a net worth.

"Good, good, good, no wonder there is such fearlessness, there is such a powerful hole card, I have never known, how did you kill the black evil, but now I understand. But oh, do you think you're going to win me? That's a dream. Like a gambler who had lost all his money, the monk surnamed Yang widened his eyes and said viciously.

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and squirted, and two fist-sized balls of essence blood fell on the Hundred Ghost Banner again, and then roared: "Come out, Blood Ghost! The monk's face was as pale as white paper, but his eyes were looking at Qin Chuan deadly.

Watching the movements of the monk surnamed Yang, Qin Chuan did not hesitate, and hurriedly took out two medium-grade spirit stones with fire attribute from his body and hit the puppet's abdomen.

At this moment, from the hundred ghost flags of the monk surnamed Yang, a one-person-tall ghost figure slowly walked out. The ghost figure was blood-red, exuding a strong evil aura, and the fangs at the corners of its mouth were even thicker, exuding a cold light. After coming out, he swallowed the essence blood of the monk surnamed Yang in one gulp, then stretched out his long tongue, licked the corners of his mouth, and looked at Qin Chuan coldly.

"Hiss!" After seeing the appearance of the blood ghost, Qin Chuan gasped, this blood ghost's cultivation is also a cultivation with a condensation period, and his strength is also terrifyingly tight. But Qin Chuan didn't retreat either, and roared in a low voice, "Go." ”

The flame puppet "swished" towards it, and the blood ghost rushed up, and as soon as it made contact, a hot flame erupted from the puppet's mouth, and the flame smashed on the blood ghost's body and made a "zi, zi" sound, and the blood ghost suffered a big loss, and screamed in pain.

Then a large amount of blood water came out of the body and sprayed on the body of the flame puppet, and the originally menacing flame puppet was like being poured a basin of cold water on it, and its breath immediately withered.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qin Chuan's face finally became ugly, the flame puppet was his last hole card, but there was no meritorious service at the moment, so the other party easily dragged it down.

"It seems that you have to rely on yourself to win. Qin Chuan sighed at the end of the year.

Qin Chuan and the monk surnamed Yang glanced at each other, and the other party seemed to understand this truth. Qin Chuan took out a red spear from his storage bag, and the spear turned into red light and attacked the monk surnamed Yang.

Looking at the spear that attacked, the monk surnamed Yang waved his hands, and four or five of the little ghosts who originally attacked Qin Chuan had already returned to his body and blocked the attack of the spear, and then several little ghosts grabbed the spear with both hands, and the spear that was originally full of attack was also in trouble.

The moment the spear was trapped, a blood-red silk thread appeared on the spear. It's the Blood Soul Silk

The little ghost wrapped around the spear was trapped by the fine blood soul silk, and as the little ghost was wrapped around the blood soul silk, the tighter and tighter it became, the little ghost's face showed a painful look, and in the end, the little ghost was broken down by the blood soul silk and disappeared into the air.

The sudden scene surprised both Qin Chuan and the monk surnamed Yang. Qin Chuan was ecstatic when he saw it. The face of the monk surnamed Yang was extremely pale, and he no longer dared to attack Qin Chuan, so he recalled all the little ghosts, blocked in front of him, and firmly blocked Qin Chuan's attack. Then he watched the battle between the blood ghosts and the flame golems in the field, and at this time he had put all his hopes on the blood ghosts. He believed that his blood demons would be able to win. (To be continued)

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