Huang Qi was breathing heavily, and big beads of sweat were flowing down his forehead.

It was obvious that this blow had exhausted all his strength.

"It's a pity that your Wuling Lihuo Formation only relies on runes to support it, rather than a real cultivator who mobilizes the power of heaven and earth to form the formation. But how long can you hold on? Three minutes? Or five minutes? Hahahaha, when the time comes, you will form the formation

Once the law is broken, you will have to taste the pain of my evil spirit scratching your heart!"

The young witch master laughed heartily, with a proud look on his face.

Surrounded by flying ghosts, there was darkness outside that could not be seen, and beside them were the five pillars of fire that were constantly shortening. Everyone seemed to have fallen from heaven to hell in an instant, and their hearts could not help but tremble.

Wang Jingwen grabbed Xiao Chenfeng's shoulders tightly. Only standing next to Xiao Chenfeng could give her a certain degree of confidence. She could barely avoid fainting from fright.

Huang Qi wiped his sweat at this time, forced himself to stand up and said:

"Master Xiao, he is right. I...my Wuling Lihuo Formation cannot last long. We have to think about how to rush out quickly. As long as we can get away from this ghost, he will have nothing to do with us.

"

"oh."

Chen Fan responded nonchalantly.

Instead, he asked with great interest: "By the way! What is that broken flute you just mentioned?"

Everyone was stunned.

How long has it been since this happened and you still care about this kind of thing?

Huang Qi was the leader of the party after all. He suppressed the anxiety in his heart and quickly explained:

"The name of the broken flute is the ancient soul-suppressing flute. It is one of the three major religious tools of the Shugui lineage. It is said that it was the first witch master of the Shugui lineage hundreds of years ago. It was taken from an ancient tomb.

The ribs are almost the remains of ghosts and immortals, and have been cultivated through the blessings of countless generations of real people."

"There are usually hundreds of evil ghosts in this ancient flute. Once played, dozens of people in a radius can be immersed in ghosts. The young witch master once used this flute to suppress a transformation master for half an hour.

Finally escaped unscathed! Even I

I also heard that when a very strong ghost cultivator plays this flute, it can attract tens of thousands of ghosts, which is much stronger than the hundreds of ghosts! The young witch master is not strong enough now and cannot exert his ancient powers.

The full strength of the flute."

"I still remember three hundred years ago, when the Qing army entered Sichuan, that generation of shaman masters of the Shugui lineage, with the cultivation of Zhenfa practitioners, played the ghost flute in Fengdu, attracting thousands of ghosts, and swallowed thousands of Qing soldiers in one fell swoop

Finally, we invited three real people from the noble sect to get rid of the ghost! However, the three of them were also seriously injured and died in a short time."

Huang Qi gasped and said: "I think this young witch master's magic power has not reached that level yet. At most he can control a hundred ghosts in the ghost flute. As long as we rush out of the ghost ghost, his ghost flute will be ineffective."

"Haha, Huang Qi, it seems that you have a very deep understanding of our Shugui lineage. Unfortunately, trying to escape from my ghosts with the help of your magic is just a dream."

The young witch master is secretly testing his ways.

"Yeah?"

Xiao Chenfeng chuckled and waved his right hand again, summoning the Yin Sha Bone Whip.

I saw a whip of white bones in the void, as white as a chain, suddenly swept through the air. This time, the mark of the Yin snake in the bone whip became more and more vivid. As a Yin snake that had been entrenched in the deep pool for hundreds of years, its cultivation had reached the realm of transformation.

Snakes can swallow evil spirits alive and tear apart souls.

Sure enough, as soon as the bone whip came out, the ghosts in the sky screamed sadly.

They ran in all directions, and those who had no time to dodge were swallowed by the remaining souls of the Yin Snake.

Even the black curtain of the sky was abruptly carved out by this whip.

No matter how dark the courtyard is, at least I can see clearly.

"This magical weapon of yours actually has the power to eat souls?"

The young witch master screamed coldly, his eyes full of disbelief.

Everyone looked intently, and through the sunlight, they could already see the young witch master hiding in a corner of the courtyard, holding a slightly curved white bone flute with a vague aura in his hand.

It does look very much like a human rib, but this rib is as clean as jade, and people never expected that there are hundreds of evil spirits hidden inside it.

"I told you, your magic is just a trick. If you want, I can kill you without even moving my hands."

Xiao Chenfeng recalled the bone whip and still sat there, motionless.

"The same thing is said. If you come here now and kowtow to death, I can consider leaving a few followers for your Shugui lineage. But if you still insist on it, don't blame me for destroying your whole family."

When the young witch master heard this, his eyes almost popped out of his head, and they were all bloodshot.

He traveled across the southwest and killed countless people, but when had he ever suffered such humiliation? He had even had the slightest idea of ​​escaping, but now he had forgotten all about it. He suddenly turned the bone flute upside down and inserted it fiercely.

own chest.

The bone flute was a human rib. One end was very sharp, like a dagger, and could easily cut open his chest.

I saw the blood of Dagu Dagu pouring into the bone flute. The mutton-fat jade-like bone flute strangely sucked the blood into it, blooming with a faint red glow.

"Sacrifice with blood?"

Xiao Chenfeng shook his head.

With this method, only some very backward primitive planets still retain this ancient technique, because after using it, the monks' vitality will be severely damaged, and it has been eliminated by the world of immortality after thousands of years.

"Yes, I will kill you today!"

The young witch master laughed miserably, his face getting darker and darker.

If he uses this method, even if he kills Xiao Chenfeng and others, his cultivation will be set back by at least ten years. It can be said that it is a lose-lose method.

Huang Qi and others' expressions changed drastically. They didn't expect the young witch master to be so strong.

Grandma Snake screamed: "Master Xiao, please take Xiaowen and leave first. We will stop him here."

Huang Qi scolded the old woman bloody in his heart.

'You idiot, why don't you run away together and let me stay here to wait for death?'

But at this time, he could only force a smile and say: "Master Xiao, since this guy is trying his best, let's retreat for now."

"Want to run away now? Haha! It's too late!"

The young witch master smiled crazily.

After absorbing his essence and blood, the evil ghosts in the sky all grew in size out of thin air, and each one was in no way inferior to the 'adult old ghosts' in Master Huang's ghost tank at that time.

On that day, Xiao Chenfeng destroyed the ghost-raising pot with a Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. However, there were hundreds of evil ghosts within a radius of tens of meters. Is Xiao Chenfeng capable of releasing hundreds of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder?

Sure enough, those evil spirits whose strength had greatly increased were no longer afraid of flames and bone whips, and rushed forward forcefully, hitting the pillar of fire.

"Boom...boom...boom!"

Every impact caused the pillar of fire to shrink out of thin air, and the fire light became increasingly dim. The flame talisman array that could have lasted for three to five minutes now seemed to be unable to last even half a minute.
Chapter completed!