When the big sword in Li Xiucheng's hand killed a Qing soldier, he clearly felt a warm feeling condensed on his back, and then the warmth dissipated into all parts of his body. In an instant, he felt that his fatigue disappeared. The big sword held by his five fingers was full of strength, and he felt like he had to cut off the city wall with one knife.

Although he had long known that his body would change after the magic talisman was engraved on his body, he believed that he had seen with his own eyes that some people who were not as powerful as him became greater than his.

Now he once again felt deeply. Before he could experience it carefully, a man suddenly flew in from outside the city and fell in front of him with a bang. This person's different general Qing army costumes, black uniforms, and shadows wrapped around his body seemed to be hidden in the dark at any time.

Li Xiucheng was slightly stunned, but the big sword in his hand had already been slashed out. The Qing soldier who could enter and exit the darkness was undoubtedly powerful. However, at this time he seemed to have suffered some injuries, his eyes were full of confusion and fear. Li Xiucheng's knife directly slashed his neck, and a ball of black air surged out of his wound.

This knife seemed to wake the Qing army up. When Li Xiucheng took the second knife, he suddenly hugged the blade with both hands. Li Xiucheng was slightly shocked and pulled it hard, but he couldn't pull it out. He rushed out of his chest and shouted: "Kill."

A few people next to him who had not yet reacted, slashed out the weapons in their hands and stabbed them wildly with this loud shout. The knife in Li Xiucheng's hand had not yet been pulled back, but stabbed the Qing soldier's chest with all his strength.

He only felt that the knife was stabbing cowhide. The clothes worn by the Qing soldier looked extremely gentle and weak, but they were extremely tough.

When his knife stabbed into the Qing soldier's chest, a force rose in his heart. This was a true sense of power, which arises from his heart and will not dissipate for a long time.

The wounds of the Qing soldiers on the ground were gushing black evil spirits, drowning the people who killed him next to them. They naturally couldn't see the evil spirits, but they felt the warmth of the talisman seal on their bodies, and the warmth spread toward their bodies. They were like Li Xiucheng, and they felt full of strength.

Li Xiucheng rushed out of the city wall in two steps, and saw a group of soldiers fighting at the foot of the city, all of which were evil soldiers. Some of them had gray light lingers on their hands, while others had insects and flies flying on their bodies. Both of them were Taiping Army, both of which were from the top of their city.

There is another type of person who is the Qing army. They are the least of them, but they are the most powerful. Every time they move, they will disappear for a moment, merge into the darkness, and then appear from an incredible place, killing one or two people.

Another group of people were fighting and walking in the distance, Yi Yan was in it.

After a while, some people suddenly rushed out from the Qing army, and then Yi Yan and the others retreated to the foot of the city and came back in a blink of an eye.

Although Li Xiucheng did not know magic, he could understand that the three people on his side who chased Qing Yao could not keep him, and his twenty-six evil soldiers were brought back eleven.

After Yi Yan returned to the city, he saw more than ten more people died. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Li Xiucheng looked at Yi Yan and sighed, "Sir, are you sighing that you didn't kill that person?"

Yi Yan looked at the night that was calm and said, "It's not that I can't kill that person, but that I sighed because I didn't predict that an enemy was approaching in advance, and that you were attacked, so many people died again."

"Sir, since we have come to the top of the city, we have already named the King of Hell and will die at any time."

Yi Yan looked at this boy who was four or five years younger than him, and couldn't help but think that at his age he was almost at the fork in his life.

Suddenly a person spoke next to him, "Sir, it is a blessing for us."

Yi Yan turned around and was an old man. He looked like he was in his fifties and had wrinkles on his face, but he had no injuries at all.

The wooden gun in his hand was extremely smooth, obviously for many years. This is a martial arts practitioner, and a martial arts practitioner with rich experience in the martial arts practitioners. His name is Liu Xin, and Yi Yan remembers his name.

Yi Yan saw that the evil aura condensed in his body was no less than that of Li Xiucheng who rushed in front of him at all times. The two of them had barely reached the point where they could engrave the second talisman seal. This was obviously because they killed two Qing soldiers today, and the two Qing soldiers had engraved three talisman seals.

The third talisman seal is the key. The monk in the Qing army, who was engraved with the third talisman seal, was able to escape unscathed under the siege of the three of them.

Liu Rongfei and the cold-looking monk also returned. They had no gains in this trip because many people died, but if they looked at it from another perspective, they had gained a lot, because there were several of their evil soldiers who were solemn in their evil spirits, and they had already reached the point where they could engrave the third talisman seal. It was nothing for them to die.

The evil soldiers who had the third talisman seal engraved in the hearts of practitioners have a different position because they can already use magical powers. For example, the evil soldiers of the Qing army who had sneaked into the shadows before can actually hide in the shadows.

That night Yi Yan did not encounter any sneak attacks, and the two monks on both sides did not leave the city again. After a great battle, the three of them became significantly closer.

He also knew that the cold cultivator was called Yin Qidong. As for which sect and sect, he did not say that the black wooden stick in his hand and the bell on the wooden stick were magic weapons, which should be magic weapons that were exactly in line with his magic weapons. Although Yi Yan was very close to him now, he had not yet reached the situation where he could ask others what magic weapons he could do.

Liu Rongfei looked ugly and said cute and artificial. Apart from saying that she came from western Sichuan, she didn't say anything else.

Yi Yan knows very little about their origin and ability, but they know a lot about Yi Yan. They all know the origin of Yi Yan. Before, after Yi Yan was forced to question him once by Yang Xiuqing, his true identity and origin have gradually spread, and only ordinary people would call him Mr. Qisu.

However, they did not hide the evil soldiers, but instead discussed it very deeply.

Yin Qidong believed that the use of evil soldiers was to help, and the one who decided to fight was ultimately the practitioner. Liu Rongfei believed that if there were enough talisman seals engraved on these evil soldiers, it would be equivalent to a practitioner. Because of their large number, the unique evil spirit formed during the battle would be difficult for practitioners to escape.

Yin Qidong believed that these evil soldiers were not able to practice cultivation and would have a very slump that could not be able to grow infinitely, and it would be difficult to grow to the point where dozens of evil soldiers or dozens of evil soldiers formed formations to trap and kill monks.

Finally, they asked Yi Yan, who felt that what Yin Qidong said made sense, and what Liu Rongfei said was not without that possibility.

He was also thinking about the role and positioning of evil soldiers for practitioners. It was obvious that all practitioners now want to use the wave of Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's anti-Manchu Qing Dynasty to improve their own cultivation.

Although they were unable to use spells at this place where the military evil was condensed, if they left this place, everything would return to normal.

The purpose of refining evil soldiers is to enable one to cast spells in the army. Then the talisman seal engraved by the evil soldiers must be connected with their own spells. This is to condense the magic intentions around one's body. Since the evil soldiers in the army disperse the magic intentions between heaven and earth, making it difficult to form spells, then refine a group of soldiers with some magic intentions attached to them, and then the magic can be cast.

This is the initial idea of ​​many people, so evil soldiers appeared. However, now, Yi Yan feels that evil soldiers will have more functions, and others think so.

The night passed, Yi Yan and the others did not stay all night, and someone came to change shifts in the middle of the night.

On the next day, Yi Yan engraved the second talisman seal for Li Xiucheng and Liu Xin.

At Yi Yan's residence, Li Xiucheng took off his shirt, Yi Yan stood on his body with his sword, and there was a round pattern on Li Xiucheng's back, which was the evil talisman.

"Sir, will this second talisman inscribed in the inscription die?" Li Xiucheng asked.

"Why do you ask that?"

"I heard that many people died shortly after engraving the second talisman seal, and they all died strangely."

"Haha, don't worry, there will be no problem."

Yi Yan knew that it was because the evil soldiers could not bear the talisman seal, so they died after being engraved.

Yi Yan's long sword was unsheathed, and the gold on the tip of the sword was like flames, slashing rapidly on Li Xiucheng's back. Blood mixed with golden divine power quickly condensed a talisman seal. This is the Ning Shen Talisman, but it is still not a magic talisman seal, but in Yi Yan's opinion, it is an indispensable basic talisman. The evil-condensing talisman can condense evil energy on their bodies, but their minds will be uneasy.

However, there are also many monks who don’t need their peace at all, they just need crazy or killing to rush into the evil soldiers.

This Ningshen Talisman did not have any significant effect on Li Xiucheng, but for Liu Xin, he had a deep feeling. Although he had proficient gun skills and rich survival experience, his spirit could inevitably weaken due to his age. This Ningshen Talisman dispelled the fatigue in his heart.

In this way, Yi Yan brought more than a hundred people to fight on the top of the city, sometimes defending the city at night, sometimes fighting with the Qing army siege during the day, and occasionally sneaking outside the city to cooperate with Yin Qidong and Liu Rongfei and others to sneak attack the monks in the Qing army.

In the end, after his evil soldiers were left with eighty-five people, they all engraved the second Ningshen Talisman. Among them, Li Xiucheng, Liu Xin and several others reached the point where they could engrave the third Talisman.
Chapter completed!