In the mourning hall, everyone had different expressions. The little girl's crying gradually stopped, with only two occasional sobs.

The Qin family leader's face was particularly ugly. Xia Yanqi's shot did not hit his collarbone, but he had been pampered for so many years and had fine skin and tender flesh. He had almost never suffered such a serious injury.

He covered his wound and took two steps back to lean against the wall, staring at Xia Yanqi bitterly.

Hu Ying warned him: "Don't move."

He lowered his head and laughed for a while, then shouted: "How long will it take if we don't take action now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clicking sound of the mechanism being activated in the mourning hall, and the door of the mourning hall was shut tightly behind him, isolating the place from the outside world.

When the door was closed, the light in the room dimmed, and the dim light made the mourning hall look very eerie.

The head of the Qin family scolded: "This is the Qin family, I want you to come and go as you please!"

The Xingshan disciples stared at Qin Peiyu and said to the Shen family leader: "This monster has destroyed my son's soul. Today, I ask the Shen family leader to help the people out of harm's way!"

The head of the Shen family smiled and pulled out an umbrella from behind. The umbrella's surface was blue and black, and there was a faint metallic cold light in the dim light.

Xia Yanqi pointed the gun at the head of the Shen family and was about to shoot when several whisks hooked on her wrists from all directions. She was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand. She could only tell Qin Peiyu: "This is the Shen family's magic weapon, the soul-collecting umbrella.

You can take the living soul into the umbrella and refine it, so be careful."

Qin Peiyu turned a deaf ear, holding the long sword tightly with both hands, kicking hard with his feet, and slashed the sword like a knife. The sword body collided with the umbrella surface, sparks were produced.

The leader of the Divine Beast Sect looked at Lu Bingqian and then at Hu Ying, as if he was thinking about who to attack first.

Hu Ying said to Lu Bingqian: "This man kidnapped many newly formed demon tribes and made them work for him. Anyone who resisted at all would be tortured, and he was handed over to me."

Lu Bingqian nodded slightly, staggered his steps and faced the master of Xingshan Sect.

Xingshan Sect is famous for its formations. The various formations in the mourning hall today were all made by the master of Xingshan Sect. He did not confront Lu Bingqian directly. Instead, he wandered throughout the mourning hall and used formations to avoid them.

Lu Bingqian's attack.

The seven Taoists directly surrounded Xia Yanqi and Xia Shiyuan.

Xia Shiyuan was not afraid at all. He raised his hand and fired a shot. However, the person he was aiming at suddenly disappeared and the bullet hit the wall.

Seven Taoists dressed in the same clothes, with seven identical whisks, and foot formations made Xia Yanqi unable to see clearly.

Lang Ran and Han Ke were watching from the side, wanting to help, but found that they didn't know who to help. Looking at the Qin family leader who was idle, they simply punched him and joined the battlefield.

Xia Yanqi couldn't see clearly in the game and was dazzled. She only felt that there were Taoists and whisks in all directions. She couldn't help but rub her eyes with her hands, and the gun in her hand was knocked out.

Xia Shiyuan returned his hand and handed his gun to Xia Yanqi's hand. He took a deep breath and then closed his eyes and listened carefully.

After listening for a few seconds, Xia Shiyuan decisively kicked a whisk, but it was of no use. The Taoist turned his wrist and the whisk disappeared in front of him.

After a few times, she became a little restless. Someone caught her and was hit on the arm with a whisk. Her entire arm lost consciousness in an instant.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Xia Shiyuan reluctantly said, "It's okay."

Xia Yanqi was anxious. She didn't expect that Xingshanmen actually had two brushes in the formation. She looked at it for a while but couldn't figure out what the formation was.

She forced herself to calm down and think.

The formation of seven people is nothing more than the Seven Star Formation or the Seven Killing Formation, or it is derived from these two formations. As long as the key is found, the formation can be broken.

But Xia Yanqi couldn't find the formation eye no matter how hard he searched, or even the slightest loophole.

The battle between Qin Peiyu and the Shen family leader did not go smoothly. Although she was the envoy of the Palace of Hell, she was still essentially a soul. Although the Shen family leader could not use spiritual power, his job was to exorcise and control ghosts, and he had a magic weapon in his hand.

Qin Peiyu was defeated in heaven.

Qin Peiyu's feet were on the tip of the umbrella, and the long sword in his hand was pointed directly at the head of the Shen family. Unexpectedly, his feet felt like he was stepping in a mire, and he couldn't move once he sank in.

She didn't panic at all. She grabbed something randomly from the treasure bag at her waist and threw it at the tip of the umbrella. She stepped on it and turned over before jumping out.

It was a mobile phone, and on the screen was a young man smiling wantonly.

Qin Peiyu's eyes darkened, and when he looked up at the Shen family head again, they were full of fighting spirit.

Lang Ran and Han Ke grew up together and have a deep relationship. The Qin family leader's talent is all about alchemy. His fighting ability is not very good, and he was injured. The two of them forced him into a corner in a few moments.

Just as Han Ke was about to take action, the little girl rushed in front of the Qin family leader to protect him. Her eyes were filled with tears and her body was trembling slightly because of fear, but she still stood firmly between Han Ke and the Qin family leader.
Chapter completed!