Chapter 132 The best
The elongated flag surface formed a vortex, swallowing up the surrounding evil spirits.
The originally strong evil spirit was thinning visibly to the naked eye. Although it was thinning, the opening of the formation still contained a huge amount of evil energy.
The total amount of evil spirit is not small.
Place the rune stones out, and then use the spirit stones to carry out the magic power to support the magic circle that covers Wen Yue and isolate the surrounding evil spirits.
Wen Yue's current body cannot withstand the erosion of evil spirits. He has already been attacked by evil spirits once to his foundation. If it happens again, he will probably stay here forever.
So now he must protect himself, no matter how many spiritual stones he consumes.
With a small magic circle to resist evil spirits and spiritual stones to help supply mana, it doesn't matter if the magic circle lasts for a whole day.
A quarter of an hour.
Tongguan in the distance.
Although the bloody evil energy was still piled up in front of the city wall, it no longer made any progress.
"The blood mist is no longer moving forward. Was it the immortal master who saved us?"
"We are saved."
"Long live the Immortal Master."
"Immortal Master...
The people in the city quickly knelt down and shouted.
They thought it was the immortal master who blocked the natural disaster and saved them from disaster.
Tietou, who was leading his soldiers and horses to maintain order in the city, couldn't help but look at the sky. There were two figures there and several rays of light flying upward.
However, he didn't say much and turned around to continue maintaining order in the city.
In just a quarter of an hour, many thugs had been killed. They were not lawful people themselves, and they were even more unscrupulous while taking advantage of the chaos in the city.
There is only one order from above: all those who commit adultery, rape, rape and plunder will be killed without mercy.
A strong army requires strict discipline, and this is the case with Annanbo's military training.
The city below and above the city are completely different.
Thick blood mist is right in front of you.
Zhang Zhichen looked surprised and stretched out his hand to touch it. The blood mist in front of him did stop.
Not to mention Zhang Zhichen, even Xu Qing looked at everything in front of him in astonishment.
"You stopped the evil spirit?"
The other casual cultivators had also flown up, and they were even more surprised than Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing.
Just now they saw the evil spirit about to rush into the city, but in the blink of an eye, it had stopped.
When could two monks in the middle stages of Qi training stop such a huge disaster?
This has to make people curious.
An Nanbo, who was evacuating the crowd on the other side, also saw the blood-colored mist that had stopped in the sky. He also thought that the immortal master in the enshrinement building had blocked the evil spirit, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
No fog poured into the city, and the originally irritable mood calmed down a little.
With that kind of evil spirit overflowing, not only the weak but also the strong people cannot bear the evil spirit entering their bodies.
Zhang Zhichen shook his head, it wasn't him.
He was completely powerless in the face of the evil waves.
"It's not us. As soon as we came up, the evil spirit stopped." The beautiful woman in the palace dress said immediately.
Mr. Lu couldn't help but look into the evil spirit: "What's the reason?"
Because of the thick fog, they couldn't see clearly what was inside, and they didn't know what was happening inside.
Everyone is not a fool. If there is any big terror inside, wouldn't they risk death if they go in?
And now that no monks from the sect have appeared, they are even more afraid to enter the blood evil fog to look for opportunities. This rich evil spirit can easily affect people.
Although the blood mist stopped in front of the city wall, fortunately it would not continue to move forward.
There are huge obstacles to relocating people. No one wants to leave their hometown. They own land here. If they leave Tongguan, they will become refugees and need to rely on the court to survive.
The court was very reliable when it came to paying taxes, but not so much when it came to providing disaster relief.
They already know what will happen to the refugees.
Therefore, the people of Tongguan would rather stay behind closed doors than leave Tongguan.
An Nanbo also knew that there was no way to convince the people. He did not want to use force to drive them away. Many of the soldiers in the army were locals from Tongguan. If they mutinied, it would have irreparable consequences.
We can only hope that the immortal master can resist this bloody mist.
As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, the army will not be used to relocate people.
"It would be nice if my son-in-law was here."
An Nanbo couldn't help but murmur softly. Now he was extremely nervous. He didn't know when the blood mist in front of Tongguan City would fall down.
The immortal master who just came to inform the news left quickly, and now there is nothing he can do even if he wants to find someone to ask.
Half an hour passed.
There has been no change, and now everyone is not too worried.
Two hours.
By the time the light began to shine on the horizon, Wen Yue had been able to hold on for a full day.
The magic circle has wiped out the spirit stones, making the rune stones dim and requiring mana to be refined.
Without the magic circle, Wen Yue's pressure doubled.
He placed the spirit stone to support his own magic power.
In order to supply mana to the soul flag, even the defensive light shield around it was reduced by 70%.
There is only a shallow mana barrier left, blocking the erosion of the surrounding evil energy.
Being in the center of the whirlpool, how could Wen Yue not be affected.
The originally rosy face has turned pale, and even the shiny white hair has become withered again.
Tu Shanjun had already returned to the Soul Banner in order not to burden Wen Yue. What he was consuming outside was Wen Yue's mana. In this situation, Wen Yue's own mana may not be enough.
The soul flag is edged in blood red, and its surface turns into pure black.
The evil ghost at the center of the banner is drawn with blue, red and gold silk threads. It is completely the current image of Tushanjun. You can vaguely see the rest of the evil ghost drawings emerging on the banner. The entire soul banner is designed with Tushanjun as the main body and a hundred ghosts. Night travel chart.
The main pole of the soul flag is no longer bone-chilling, but as cold as warm jade. After holding it, it is like holding a piece of jade tightly.
The main pole is pitch black and no impurities can be seen. The former mottled parts have disappeared, leaving only the current seamless one.
"It's done!"
Tu Shanjun knew that the soul banner had advanced.
[Advanced ghost-faced banners]
[Current grade: top quality magic weapon]
[Acquire skills: Reincarnation of the Ghost King]
[The soul-gathering elixir is strengthened]
Not only has the soul banner advanced, even if he mainly relies on the ghost soul to improve his strength, and the evil spirit's improvement to the main soul is relatively small, he still broke through the tenth level of Qi training and reached the eleventh level of Qi training. There are six hundred evil ghosts in the banner. There is a small improvement.
Those former villagers, soldiers, and fragile living souls also advanced to the next level with the promotion of soul flags.
‘After completing the eleventh level of Qi training, you should be able to protect yourself. ’ Tu Shanjun said to himself.
The Big-Headed Ghost King was able to occupy the mountaintop with the eleventh level of Qi training without offending the two sects, so could he also have this with the eleventh level of Qi training?
Without thinking too much, as long as the power is actually in his hands, it is enough.
Open the scarlet attribute panel and view the skills obtained when the soul flag is upgraded to a top-grade magic weapon.
[The ghost king is reincarnated: The ghost of the soul banner strengthens the body of the main soul and integrates the power of all the ghosts of the soul banner in a short period of time (the reincarnation time is based on the mana of the banner master). 】
"Explosive skills."
Tu Shanjun commented like this. I don’t know how much strength it can increase without trying it. I definitely can’t imagine it through imagination.
Look at the strengthened Soul Gathering Pill, which has been transformed from one pill every twelve hours to one every six hours, doubling the efficiency.
Wen Yue leaned in front of the soul flag, his face pale, and his body was still affected by the evil spirit to some extent.
And now that the mana is exhausted, even if you take the Yinhun Pill and hold the spirit stone, it will take a certain amount of time to recover.
The blood-colored mist around it is nothing more than remnants, it breaks into pieces at the touch of a touch, and has no value whatsoever.
The monks in the enshrinement building watched helplessly as the blood mist in front of them faded. At this time, how could they not know that great changes had taken place in the central area.
Zhang Zhichen also noticed that the blood mist in front of him was a little strange, as if it was just superficial and no longer had its original characteristics.
Reach out and touch.
The blood-colored mist shattered like thin ice on a newly frozen winter, and the stars disappeared into the sky, completely disappearing when they landed on the ground.
Seeing such a change, Lu Laodao swung his flying sword and headed straight to the hinterland of Nanyue Mountain.
The other monks followed closely behind. They didn't dare to enter because they were afraid that there was something terrifying hidden in the thick blood evil. If they got into a fight and were corroded by the blood evil, it would be troublesome.
But now the huge blood demon has been directly shattered. Why is this not surprising? Such a phenomenon can only prove that a treasure has been born.
While the Yuanling Sect and Wuling Sect haven't reacted yet, hurry up and take a look. If you get the chance, you might have a chance to reach a higher level.
"Are we going too?" Xu Qing looked at Zhang Zichen and asked.
Zhang Zichen nodded, and the two of them immediately set up their escape lights and followed closely.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, seven people had appeared in the hinterland of Nanyue Mountain, and the blood mist at the center of the formation was still spitting out.
A huge soul flag fluttered in front of everyone. On the huge flag was a picture of a hundred ghosts walking at night, and the ferocious evil ghosts crawled out of the crowd with teeth and claws.
Under the soul flag, a white-haired young man sat cross-legged.
His face was pale and his lips were blue.
His eyes were closed and his breath was weak.
The soul flag vibrated to remind Wen Yue.
In order to completely shrink the evil spirit and prevent it from invading Tongguan City, Wen Yue spared no effort in urging the soul flags to move.
Wen Yue knew someone was coming, but now his body was heavy and he needed time to recover his mana and physical strength. He didn't need more, only two achievements were enough.
Wen Yue contracted his consciousness and did not see clearly how many people were coming. He only felt that there were quite a few. Fortunately, there were no particularly powerful ones.
"Friend Daoist Wen?"
Lu Daodao looked surprised. He didn't expect to see Wen Yue here.
Monk Yuan Gun narrowed his eyes. Regardless of Wen Yue's condition, the soul flag behind him was very magical and must be a treasure.
"Is it a high-grade magic weapon?"
"Wen Daoyou seems to have had evil spirits enter his body." Xu Qing saw that something was wrong with Wen Yue's state.
The young monk at the third level of Qi training stared intensely at the soul flag behind Wen Yue, and even his breathing quickened: "Look at that magic weapon!"
This sound woke up many people.
Whether they were pretending not to look, or intentionally or unintentionally avoiding the topic, all the casual cultivators turned their eyes away.
The main pole of the long-foot-long soul flag exuded a faint light as a whole, and the flag surface circled like a long dragon to form a vortex to suppress the evil spirit.
If what everyone expected was true, maybe it was this soul flag that caused the bloody mist to have problems.
Lu Daodao glanced at the crowd and made a calculation in his mind. The soul flag in front of him must be an extraordinary magic weapon, at least a top-grade magic weapon.
"Amitabha."
"Hey, Fellow Daoist Wen, are you still alive?" the young man shouted.
There was no response after several calls, but they did not dare to step forward rashly.
After all, Wen Yue is a monk at the sixth level of Qi training. Whoever strikes first will be the first to be attacked by Wen Yue.
Either no one takes action, or everyone takes action together.
"Amitabha, the soul flag is an unknown artifact. The poor monk thinks that the evil spirit entering the body is the soul flag, and the poor monk will save him." Monk Laitou took the lead in attacking, and while pouring his magic power, he rushed directly towards Wen Yue.
Xu Qing stood in front of Monk Laitou, his colorful sleeves turned into long silk ribbons, and he snorted coldly: "Monk, can't you see that Fellow Daoist Wen and the magical weapon behind him are connected with each other?"
The taciturn Zhang Zichen also stood in front of Wen Yue and took a stance.
Brother Yuan Gun did not come forward, but waved a flag and shouted: "Okay, it turns out that you two have already hooked up. Do you want to monopolize Fellow Daoist Wen's treasure?"
Wen Yue was already preparing to violently squeeze out his magic power to kill, but when he saw that they had differences, he sank into consciousness.
It is better to not consume the basic source or not to consume the original source.
With the spirit stone in his hand and having just taken another Yinhun pill, his mana will be restored soon.