It is even possible to filth and purify the soul... So since ancient times, practitioners have no good way to deal with these filthy auras.

On the contrary, there are some people of the demonic path who specialize in practicing these filthy evil spirits to pollute the pure souls of the righteous monks.

From ancient times to the present, there are countless monks who died in these filthy auras.

However, these silver puppets can be completely free from being afraid of filthy aura and can exert their powerful combat power.

In the world of the world, it is difficult for the real person of the soul to interfere with reality and cannot truly exert his power.

But in the dark world, it was also average and was compared by the mage.

"If you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will understand. However, we practitioners cannot stick to our shortcomings. It is time to learn the power of the master..."

But when Zang Haizi felt this way, he suddenly heard a cheerful and funny song, and a train suddenly fell from the sky and crashed into the sinful ghost.

Although there were countless sinners, the whistling train seemed to be out of control and ran through wild horses, and everything that stood in front of them was smashed to pieces.

"Train, how can there be a train in the dark world?" Zang Haizi was still wondering.

Take a closer look at where these trains are? They are clearly children's roller coasters that are only available in the amusement park.

It was just that this roller coaster was almost as huge as a train that made him misunderstand at first glance.

But I saw a clown sitting on each roller coaster.

They wore cylindrical spire hats, red noses, white faces, and upturned mouths, making them look more and more funny.

But these roller coasters are as huge as trains, and the clown sitting on them is naturally a huge monster.

They stretched out their big hands and took them away, and then picked up four or five nearby sinful ghosts, then threw them into their bloody mouths and chewed them. With the sound of crackling, the sinful ghosts were quickly eaten and their souls remained.

"What is this... It seems to be a silver puppet..." Zang Haizi thought to himself.

However, it is the silver puppet!

The Demon Palace of Teft is a rare amusement park, and these clowns are the silver puppets he condenses.

However, there are hundreds of silver puppets, even ten times more than the silver puppets controlled by Yin Shengzhi.

However, these silver puppets are almost only at level three.

It can be said to be an army of three-level silver puppets!

Yin Shengzhi's Earth Demon God General is the weakest of level three, and the strongest one is now level nine!

In terms of combat effectiveness, it is actually far better than TFD's silver puppet.

Moreover, this is not the end, because Yin Shengzhi’s Hell Castle has not been opened yet!

The Fenping Sect broke the ghost prisons in more than a dozen cities, and I don’t know how many sinful ghosts were released, forming such a huge army of at least 100,000 sinful ghosts.

For a time, the puppets of Yin Shengzhi and Teft alone could not stop these sinful ghosts.

According to the division of combat power, most of these sinful ghosts belong to first-level monsters, many of which are already second-level monsters, and even a small number of leaders are third-level monsters, which are very difficult to deal with.

In addition, a large amount of resentful evil spirits gather, which makes it even more difficult for the sinful ghosts to deal with.

Zang Haizi saw it and did not dare to be dazed anymore. He began to use magical powers to help deal with the sinful ghost.

It was at this time that light came one after another in the astral realm.

Each of these lights can almost be comparable to the crescent moon transformed by Zang Haizi. Only by looking closely can you know that the gap in power is as if it is the gap between stars and moon.

However, this shocked Zang Haizi again.

Because each of these descending starlights is a mage, and is a low-level astral mage.

Only when a practitioner reaches the realm of the illusion god is at least qualified to fight in the dark world.

As long as these mages become the most basic astral wizards, they can project astral body and enter the underworld to fight!

"Demon Crystal, everything is a Demon Crystal..." Zang Haizi had to sigh.

These low-level astral wizards are all friends found by She Zongyan.

They all returned from studying abroad from Roba, but because of Hu Tieyan's death, there were no young mages who could be reused.

At this moment, everyone came to Yin Shengzhi through She Zongyan and followed Yin Shengzhi.

Although they are both the lowest astral astral wizards, only one or two have just reached the level of an intermediate astral astral.

However, each of them is a real war mage and a rare war mage in Daqi.

At this moment, the astral body projected into the astral realm, and they all have combat power at level 6 or above, and can easily solve these first and second-level sinful ghosts.

These are also the places where Zang Haizi sighed. None of his disciples is qualified to enter the astral realm to fight.

Just when Zang Haizi was thinking and unconsciously distracted.

Suddenly, a bloody light rushed towards Zang Haizi.

In the blood light, the evil spirit surged into the sky. Before getting close, Zang Haizi seemed to see the world being submerged by the sea of ​​blood, and there was pungent and rotten blood everywhere.

"Dirty Blood God Evil..."

Zang Haizi reacted in an instant and felt a sense of competitive spirit in his heart.

The mages are all so powerful. If he doesn’t have any means to do this, wouldn’t it be underestimated?

"Well, just use this little lightning!"

Zang Haizi sighed inwardly, and suddenly thunder radiated around him. The crescent moonlight of the soul seemed to turn into a thunder, and the soul seemed to turn into a god of slei.

"Boom..."

Wherever the thunder passed, countless blood evil spirits were blown away and evaporated, as if the sea of ​​blood in the world was broken by the thunder light.

However, this dirty blood evil spirit is not so easy to be broken. After the thunder, it actually wants to emerge again.

It was at this time that while the last lightning had not disappeared, Zang Haizi flashed and a copper coin sword appeared in his hand: "Go..."

The copper coin sword spread along the lightning light and shot into the core of the sea of ​​blood in a blink of an eye. A scream came from the depths of the sea of ​​blood: "Zang Haizi, you dare to hurt me... You don't want to ask for your magic weapon again!"

Zang Haizi sighed in his heart. After so many years of sacrifice, this magic weapon fell into the dirty blood and evil aura. Needless to say, it will be filthy and cannot be used anymore!

However, it is actually enough to hurt this barbarian god.

He sneered: "Bared God, if you don't retreat, it's not as simple as hurting you..."

The barbarian god shouted: "The green mountains remain unchanged, the green water flows forever, let's take a look!"

After saying that, countless seas of blood swept through, and they really wanted to retreat. It seemed that it was really hurt.
Chapter completed!