But because Rong Pingzhi was sealed in a hurry, there was no time to choose a suitable sealing location for them. In order to prevent him from being traced and continuing to grow stronger after escaping, he could only seal him on the spot.
And this was once a mass grave.
Mass Graves is just an ordinary floating place that can turn into a ghost king after a long time, not to mention Rong Ping, who is already close to the ghost king?!
The seal sealed him, but it couldn't stop him from growing stronger in such a perfect place.
Nearly a thousand years have passed, and now Rong Pingzhi's strength has been infinitely close to the level of the Ghost Emperor. In the near future, the dying power of every master can only be maintained to seal him for ten or twenty years, even if it is
In this way, it is usually necessary for the master to constantly infuse profound energy into the seal to 'maintain' the seal.
As for the eldest daughter of Prince Min, it was such a coincidence that when the master was in the center of the formation, pouring profound energy into the seal, and had no time to estimate the surroundings, she sneakily attacked the master from behind.
The seal that had been weakened by seven/eight levels and because of the sudden interruption of the profound power in the formation, Rong Pingzhi found a small but enough gap for him, which happened to be the eldest daughter of Prince Min who was full of karma.
It's very suitable for him to possess, so we have this thing in front of us.
At this moment, Rong Pingzhi's lips were cleft to the base of his ears. There was no exaggeration at all, just like a woman with a cleft lip, one word...ugly.
Qi Bao'er really didn't see it and was too lazy to continue talking to such a person who had gone to the eighteenth level of hell for more than ten times without a single karma.
He clenched his fist tightly and stepped forward. His small fist was wrapped in a layer of dark green flames that were dark and burning but had a cold aura. In just a blink of an eye, he was in front of Rong Pingzhi, and his small fist lowered towards Rong Pingzhi with the sound of wind.
Pingzhi's forehead.
Rong Ping was worthy of being Piao who was infinitely close to the Ghost Emperor. His reaction was no slower than Qi Bao'er's. His body turned into smoke. Qi Bao'er's little fist hit Lonely. When she hit it with her fist, the black smoke had already surrounded him.
Reaching behind her, a wisp of smoke turned into a palm and slapped her hard on the back.
Qi Baoer still kept hitting people, but disappeared in a flash. The next second, the person appeared beside Rong Ping, who was already in the shape of smoke, and kicked him with a horizontal kick.
If you watch the two people's movements in slow motion, which has been slowed down a hundred times, it will be like fighting between barbarians on the street, with only fists and feet, no weapons, no weapons, you punch and I kick, you scratch.
If I give you a claw, I will give you a punch.
But the speed of both of them was so fast that Qiming Emperor Piao and Twelve Liang, who were leaning on the wall and looking in, didn't see anything clearly. They only saw dust on the ground and black smoke everywhere.
Flashing everywhere, occasionally you can see Qi Bao'er's figure flashing in a certain place and then disappearing immediately.
This was supposed to be a fierce battle, but because I couldn't see anything clearly, it made everyone feel less excited.
However, after half an hour has passed and the two of them haven't finished fighting, it's hard to calm down anymore.
This is the first time since they met Bao'er/Master that Bao'er/Master encountered an enemy and had to fight for so long without any results.
Just when everyone was so anxious that they wanted to rush in to help but had no choice but to leave the ruined temple. There was no room for anyone to enter. Two figures, one black and one white, suddenly appeared in the sky above the ruined temple. One was holding a mourning stick, and the other was holding a mourning stick.
Soul hook lock.
Twelve shouted in surprise: "It's the eighth master and the ninth master."
Hei Bai Wuchang glanced at him when he heard his cry, and then joined the battle in the ruined temple.
The look between the two of them made Twelve feel terrified that "you will be next".
He nervously wanted to drag Qiming Emperor Piao, but he was dragged away. Qiming Emperor Piao had already disappeared when Black and White Wuchang appeared.
Standing alone on the wall, Twelve felt the cold wind: "..."
With the addition of Black and White, the battle still did not end quickly. About a quarter of an hour passed before the person in the ruined temple gradually began to show his human form.
Qi Baoer already had a bell in his hand and a long black sword of unknown material but definitely not made of iron. The blade of the sword had already pierced Rong Pingzhi's heart.
Black and white and Wuchang two had a hook chain wrapped around Rong Pingzhi's neck. The middle of the chain collapsed into a straight line. The owner holding the chain exerted so much force that veins popped out on Yong's face; the long stick in the other hand was pierced.
He passed Rong Pingzhi's abdomen and put one hand on Rong Pingzhi's back. His expression was not good, and he looked at him slightly twisted and felt uncomfortable.
Rong Pingzhi no longer looks like smoke, nor does he look like the possessed eldest daughter of Prince Min, but a man who is nearly 1.8 meters tall and has pretty handsome features but looks very sinister.
His hands were shaped like claws. The five long and dark claws on one hand were all pierced into Qi Baoer's shoulders, and the other hand was shaped like a claw and was buried into Bai Wuchang's abdomen behind him.
One person was floating around as if he was frozen in place, and there was no other movement for a long time.
The dust around them scattered and settled, making their figures clearer and clearer.
Twelve souls are about to be lost. His master is injured. His master, who in his eyes can stab someone through the sky... is injured!!!
The first one to move was Qi Bao'er. When she pulled out the sword, she also disguised herself as Rong Pingzhi, who pulled out the five claws that had stabbed into her shoulder. She stepped back and sealed the wound with spiritual power.
The two men, Black and White, moved almost at the same time. One "hurt each other" like Qi Bao'er, and the other quickly dragged Rong Pingzhi over and disappeared together.
Almost in the blink of an eye, only the injured Yipiao was left in the ruined temple.
Qi Bao'er and Bai Wuchang looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Qi Bao'er put away the bell and sword and asked, "Uncle Bai, are you okay?"
Bai Wuchang also took back his weapon, smiled and patted the abdomen where the injury was said to be, "Uncle Bai, I am just a spirit body, unlike you people, if you burn more offerings for me, I will recover soon."
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Qi Baoer smiled and did not expose him. He was injured by Yuan Piao, who was close to the ghost emperor's strength. How could he recover so easily by burning some offerings?!
"Don't worry, I'll get some more delicious food for Uncle Bai and Uncle Hei."
Bai Wuchang didn't continue the topic. He glanced at the wound worriedly, but didn't say much else. Bao'er had the power of the ghost, and the Yin Qi and resentment couldn't hurt her at all. Once Pi Zhi hurt her, she would cultivate her spirit.
People are also not afraid.
But even though he knew this in his heart, looking at those holes still made Piao feel panicked.
He simply looked at the pile in the corner without seeing anything but calmly, "This person has evil intentions, how are Bao'er going to deal with it?"
Qi Bao'er also followed his gaze and looked at Na Tuo, looking at the other person's current character and becoming silent.
Prince Min's eldest daughter was driven crazy by Prince Min in the past to save her life, but now, she is really crazy.
Rong Ping relies on the method of devouring souls to strengthen himself. If it weren't for the fact that Rong Pingzhi cannot merge with this body, he must have a certain original soul to keep this body alive. This girl's soul would have been lost long ago.
