Tu Shanjun looked solemn.
He doesn't know how powerful the ghost in this scroll is.
The most important thing is that the banner master is in a very bad state now.
At a glance, after the scroll was completely opened, the five people had fallen to the ground crookedly.
Even Li Qingfeng, who is at the first level of Qi training, is no exception.
It’s useless for Tu Shanjun to remind Li Qingfeng.
The Zunhun Banner can only sway slightly.
Without the support of mana, there is no way to take action. We can only watch helplessly.
The scroll spreads a light pink mist.
As the five people fainted and fell to the ground, the person in the painting began to move his body.
First the eyes.
Twist and turn, it comes alive.
Then the head controls the body, and the limbs slowly stretch.
As if not satisfied with being trapped in the painting, the person in the painting reaches out his hand.
A pale arm suddenly lifted up and stretched out from the painting, its scarlet nails seemed to be dripping with blood.
The white thighs swayed.
I poked around with my toes and finally landed on the floor of the private room.
The scarlet toenails contrast with the white feet, making them look quite delicate.
After a while, the female ghost in the painting walked out of the scroll.
Tu Shanjun kept reminding Li Qingfeng, but Li Qingfeng slept like a dead pig and couldn't wake up at all.
It doesn't matter if he can't wake him up, as long as a trace of mana pours into the Soul Flag, he can take action.
No matter what happens, as long as you use your magic power, you will most likely wake up from the smoke of the scroll ghost.
However, Li Qingfeng seems to have not realized that he should use his magic power to resist the ghost's tricks until now.
Tushanjun can only be anxious.
Useless.
The coolness of the Soul Flag cannot wake up Li Qingfeng.
"I just got the banner master, and I'm about to be killed by a ghost before I can warm it up?" Tu Shanjun frowned, worry lingering between his brows.
When the leader feels angry, he can still punch.
Although I have no bottom, I am still calm enough.
But it's different now, it's time to endanger the life of the new leader.
The naked woman looked around, and finally focused on the five people lying on the ground.
The beautiful face suddenly split into three slits, forming a triangle shape, and the skin and flesh were opened, squeaking open like a zipper.
Until the layer of beautiful womanly skin on my body has completely faded away.
Tu Shanjun pondered: "Painted skin? It doesn't look like it."
You could say she looks like a painting, but inside she’s not a green-skinned ghost with round eyes and chiseled teeth.
Instead, the body has long fine hairs.
It has a human body with a grimace and a thick black tail, looking like a rickety old monkey.
"It's not like a mandrill ghost, but more like a mandrill ghost." Tu Shanjun recognized the appearance of this beast. It was exactly a mandrill, but it was probably a dead mandrill.
After death, he turned into a ghost and attached himself to this scroll.
The layer of human skin on the scroll should be its disguise.
Mandrill stretched his body and stared at Li Qingfeng who fell on the ground with bright eyes, as if he was seeing delicious food.
The remaining four people are not in its eyes at all.
But it was a little afraid and didn't dare to step forward, moving its body timidly.
Tu Shanjun's ghost face showed a ferocious aura. This beast actually coveted the fruit he cultivated. If he didn't have the support of magic, he would have jumped out and tore this mandrill ghost apart.
Li Qingfeng has entered the first level of Qi training, and his body has been washed by Qi. The turbid Qi has gone, but the spiritual light remains.
It is normal for this thing to covet Li Qingfeng’s flesh and blood.
After all, as long as he swallows Li Qingfeng, who is at the first level of Qi training, the mandrill ghost can advance further, which is much faster than swallowing the Yang Qi of a mortal.
From Mandrill's point of view, Li Qingfeng is the most delicious tonic.
As for fear.
It is because he is afraid of Li Qingfeng’s status as a Qi practitioner.
The energy stored in the Dantian is mana, and ghosts and ghosts are naturally afraid of this majestic energy.
Tu Shanjun watched the mandrill ghost move over step by step.
The long ghost hands reveal sharp nails, as sharp as knives.
The ghost claw is getting closer and closer to Li Qingfeng's neck.
Because the ghost claws were too sharp, Li Qingfeng's body had already reacted, and the cold hairs on his neck stood up.
Tushanjun in the Zunhun Banner drives forty-five ghosts and ghosts in the banner.
"Whether it will work or not depends on this moment."
"Try it all for me."
Forty-five ghosts and ghosts were tossed together. The ghost transformed by Zhao Shixian was at the third level of Qi training, and there was an unknown ghost at the first level of Qi training. Counting Tu Shanjun himself, he was the main soul of the fourth level of Qi training.
A total of forty-six ghosts were tossing around inside the soul flag.
Everyone tried their best.
The soul flag vibrated, slid out along Li Qingfeng's chest, and touched Li Qingfeng's neck.
It feels cool.
Li Qingfeng, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes.
"What is so cold?"
When he turned over, he directly saw the mandrill stretching out its claws and trying to catch him.
"Monster!"
While widening his eyes, he grasped the soul flag tightly.
The refreshing coolness relieved the tension in my heart, and I felt much more settled.
The mandrill ghost had already appeared, and he was startled when he saw Li Qingfeng waking up from the dreamy smoke it created. But now he had an arrow on the string and had to take action.
Once it has devoured Li Qingfeng’s spiritual body, it will leave immediately.
Seeing that Li Qingfeng had not yet used his magic power, it would not miss this opportunity and grabbed Li Qingfeng's neck with its ghost hands.
Opening his big mouth, revealing a mouth like jagged teeth, he bit Li Qingfeng's neck.
Li Qingfeng was just a scholar. He had never seen such a battle before, and he was so frightened that he closed his eyes.
Tushanjun, who was preparing to go out inside the Zunhun Banner, finally gathered his thousands of words into a national curse.
"Grass!"
Is this a critical moment when you close your eyes and wait for death?
Fortunately, although Li Qingfeng closed his eyes, he also placed the soul flag horizontally above his head, and accidentally parried the mandrill ghost's bite.
Li Qingfeng doesn’t know how powerful the artifact is.
He can actually resist a bite from a monster.
In addition, after practicing qi, the body has been baptized by magic power and the turbid qi has faded away. Even in the martial arts world, he is considered a master above the innate level.
Although I don’t understand anything, I can still resist for a few times.
The face becomes red, even purple.
Li Qingfeng decided to take a gamble.
"Sacred weapon save me!"
Mana pours into the Soul Flag.
Once the Zunhun Banner absorbed all the mana from Li Qingfeng's first level of Qi training, not a single bit was left.
Li Qingfeng secretly thought something was wrong. He only wanted the artifact to save his life, but he didn't know if his level of Qi training was enough to control the soul flag.
Sweeping everything away like a water pump.
Li Qingfeng's purple face showed a weak paleness.
The mandrill ghost still wants to take action.
The soul-honoring banner in Li Qingfeng's hand suddenly opened, and his feet suddenly returned to normal.
Thick cyan arms stretched out from the flag.
Press down the mandrill ghost's head.
The huge ghost hand pinched the mandrill ghost's head like it was grabbing a round apple.
Li Qingfeng held the Soul Flag tightly. Because his mana was exhausted, his body was weak and he took two steps back, but he could see more clearly.
In addition to being horrified, I lost my voice.
I am completely speechless.
The strong evil ghost jumped out of the soul flag and held down the spirit.
The green face has fangs, the red hair spreads wildly, and the fierce aura rushes towards the face.
The evil ghost turned his back to him, and his broad back looked even more muscular.
Turn your head slightly.
The scarlet ghost glanced at him.
Then he kicked the human skin back into the scroll, and then grabbed the mandrill spirit and returned to the Zunhun Banner.
As if its mana had been exhausted, the Zunhun Banner changed from a foot long to a foot long.
Li Qingfeng was so frightened that he threw the soul flag on the ground.
I fell to the ground and was dizzy for a long time.
Tu Shanjun sighed, this scholar's psychological quality still needs to be improved.
This is just a mandrill ghost who has just entered the level. Even if he doesn't need the soul flag, he can win with only mana.
With this mandrill ghost, the soul flag becomes deeper again.
Moreover, after Tushanjun captured the mandrill ghost, he used Wenpo and got a skill seed 'Dream'.
This chapter has been completed!