Qin Sang drew his palm, and the Nine Nether Demonic Fire enveloped his whole body, and he pressed tightly against the canyon stone wall, squeezing in through the gap.
Entering the ghost land, the biting coldness invades.
Qin Sang was in the ghost mist, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
The last time he came here, his vision and consciousness were blocked by the ghost mist, and he could only see a small area around him. The ghost snatched away Feitian Yaksha and relied on its familiarity with the terrain to spin him around, unable to do anything.
It's different now. The Heavenly Eye Butterfly's magical power can easily see through the ghost mist, and every detail around it can be seen.
He thought for a moment, then a light flashed between his brows, and the ebony sword flew out, circled slightly around Qin Sang, and floated above Qin Sang's head. Then the sword body swayed, and four rays of sword light were separated for warning.
Then Qin Sang activated his body skills and went deep into the ghost place, preparing to find the ghost first. During the search, he still pretended that he could not see clearly.
Unexpectedly, I found nothing.
"Hidden? Is there any hidden restriction in the ghost land that Tianmudie can't see through?"
Qin Sang frowned secretly.
Not only was the ghost not found, not even the flying yaksha was found. The ghost land has boundaries, and there is no place to hide on the surface.
"It seems we can only wait and let it show up on its own."
Qin Sang thought to himself.
After searching to no avail, Qin Sang remained calm and patted his waist gently, and a corpse with the strength of the Foundation Stage jumped out of the corpse bag.
These were some of the guys who messed with Qin Sang when he was traveling in the Rift Wind Islands. The Rift Wind Islands also had Earth Evil Yin veins, so they made a few evil corpses.
Qin Sang's lips moved slightly, and the corpses dispersed, and he slowly walked forward.
After a while, the mess in front of Qin Sang turned into a pot of porridge, with evil corpses destroying everywhere, crushing rotten magic weapons, collapsing piles of bones, and awakening all the resentful souls hiding inside.
For a time, ghosts cried and wolves howled, like a hundred ghosts walking at night.
Qin Sang's figure flashed, arresting the resentful souls one by one. At the same time, the true energy surged in the palm of his hand, and he refined them into soul silk.
There were too many resentful souls here, and in a short time, a one-foot-long soul silk was refined.
At this time, Qin Sang ordered Sha Zhi to stop, found an open space, and sat cross-legged.
He took out a ten-direction Yama flag and tried to weave the soul flag.
Over the years, Qin Sang has been thinking about what kind of formation should be arranged with the magic flags to bring out the power of the eighteen magic flags. For this reason, he often studied the "Fragments of the Taixuan Formation" written by Yuan Mirage Sect.
Later, he discovered that the formations recorded in this book were extremely mysterious and could affect his entire body. Even if he could understand them, it would be difficult to apply them on the magic flags.
Fortunately, all this energy is not in vain.
The problems that had always puzzled Qin Sang were solved. He had a deeper understanding of the three magic flags in his hand, and truly understood how much effort Patriarch Kui Yin had put into the magic flags.
The Ten Directions Yama Banner Formation created by Patriarch Kui Yin is not limited to ten poles. Even if there are more, it can still operate, and its power will increase as time goes by.
Obviously, Patriarch Kuiyin was very ambitious. When he was refining the demon flags, he was thinking about how to get more Nine Nether Demon Fires.
Qin Sang only needs to follow Patriarch Kuiyin's method to refine the Eighteen Demon Flags. However, his cultivation level is still too low, and his spiritual consciousness and true energy are insufficient. It is still unknown how many rods he can control at the same time.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the flag pole in one hand and holding the soul thread in the other hand.
The soul thread seems to be weightless and flutters gently.
Qin Sang stared at the two objects intently.
After a moment, the spiritual consciousness activated the soul thread and slowly floated towards the flagpole. At the same time, the flagpole made a clanking sound, the forbidden light burst out, and countless runes appeared.
Qin Sang quickly used his chanting skills to activate the runes on the flagpole and connect the soul threads.
He was fully focused, seemingly undefended from the outside world, but in fact he was ready to activate the Heavenly Demon Transformation and open the Heavenly Corpse Coffin at any time. He believed that as long as the ghost was not at the Nascent Soul level, it would be impossible to escape from his grasp.
At first, the two objects ignored each other.
As the light on the flagpole became brighter and brighter, the soul thread suddenly trembled, and one end of it actively wrapped around the flagpole, merging with the restriction above and becoming one!
"It's done!"
Qin Sang was overjoyed, and was about to continue activating the restriction to completely refine the soul thread, when suddenly something happened in his heart, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You finally dare to come out!"
Qin Sang suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed with light, like lightning, piercing through the thick ghost mist and instantly nailed an illusory ghost figure.
This ghost thought he was well hidden and was spying on Qin Sang from a distance. As soon as he appeared, he was discovered by Tianmu Butterfly.
All the resentful souls around him were captured by Qin Sang, and the ghost's identity was about to be revealed.
The ghost was indeed alarmed by him and couldn't help but approach.
'Wow!'
Qin Sang put away the flagpole, green light emerged from behind, his wings spread wide, and he activated the Heavenly Demon Transformation without hesitation. Then green light and red light flashed alternately on his body, and he burst out at an astonishing speed in an instant, heading towards the ghost.
The ghost is extremely alert.
When Qin Sang discovered it, he noticed something and jumped back suddenly, then turned into a gray-white air similar to the ghost mist and fled deep into the ghost land.
The ghost shadow was like a fish in water in the ghost mist, and it flew away without any ripples or sounds, and at an extremely fast speed. Last time, it relied on this ability to snatch away the flying Yaksha, leaving Qin Sang helpless.
Now, it thought it could get rid of Qin Sang like this, but soon discovered that it had miscalculated.
"No wonder I couldn't find it last time. It's not because of its superb concealment ability, but it can be integrated with the ghost mist. Unless a monk with extremely powerful spiritual thoughts, it is difficult to discover its existence. Now that it is being targeted by Tianmu Butterfly, I
Let’s see where you run away!”
Qin Sang used all his escape skills to chase down the ghost.
Seeing the opponent's escape skills and hiding methods, I couldn't help but be a little surprised.
I don’t know how this ghost place, which is isolated from the outside world, gave birth to such a ghost.
The ghost shadows merged into the ghost fog, scurrying around like headless flies.
No matter how it changed direction, Qin Sang kept pursuing it.
Although the ghost escape speed is fast, it is only better than that of the peak monks in the pill forming stage. It is much inferior to Qin Sang, and the distance between the two is quickly closing.
Finally, the ghost figure understood what the problem was, and stopped running around, but fled straight into the depths of the ghost land.
‘Whoosh!’
Qin Sang arrived in a flash, glanced around, and immediately settled on a mountain of bones beneath him.
The ghost suddenly disappeared.
But the Tianmu Butterfly has been keeping a close eye on its movements, and it is not so easy to escape.
"No wonder I couldn't find it just now. Is there something else inside the bones?"
Qin Sang took out the ebony sword, and with great sword energy, he slashed hard at the bone mountain.
'Hoola!'
The bones had long since decayed, and the sword energy slashed down from the top of the mountain, penetrating the entire mountain of bones.
Countless bones turned into flying ashes, and the mountain of bones collapsed.
In the chaos, a black shadow suddenly broke through the bone mountain and rushed towards him. Qin Sang raised his eyebrows, but before he could recall the ebony sword, he punched to meet it.
'boom!'
The two figures separated as soon as they touched each other, as if they were evenly matched!