Shen Mo looked at the ghost general and felt a little complicated.
For him.
More than twenty days ago, at the gate of the ghost gate, Tianshun Guo's capital city, he fought side by side with Zhang Tai'an to fight against the ghost tide.
When we meet again, we are still old friends!
But it is a third-level late-stage ghost before entering the secret realm of Guimen Pass.
Different from Shen Mo's emotion, the expressions of Chen Mengze and others changed drastically.
When they came out of the ghost gate, they listened to Peng Chenshu's account of their previous encounters, and learned that the ghost general was a powerful ghost that was invincible and extremely cruel and murderous.
Then, one after another took out the magic weapons, talismans, and even their own means of pressing the bottom of the box.
They intend to join forces to snatch a glimmer of life from the ghost general!
What attracted Shen Mo's attention was that the magical weapon Geng Zheng took out was a top-grade Xuan-level flying sword. The aura was flowing, and the sword's intent was sharp and unstoppable.
It is obviously a "big opportunity" obtained from the gate of hell!
The ghost general Zhang Tai'an turned a blind eye to their hostility.
Scarlet eyes, full of anger and madness, stared straight at Shen Mo!
After all, from its perspective.
An hour ago, Shen Mo rescued its prey from him and successfully escaped into the gate of hell.
"Whoosh!"
The ghost general disappeared instantly.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Shen Mo.
"Crash!"
Blood light surged on the soul refining flag, and the marks belonging to part of the Ghost General's soul shone brightly.
The moment she saw the ghost general, Shen Mo was ready.
He knew how powerful third-level ghosts were, and he tried his best to escape from the hands of the early-stage third-level Heavenly Abandoned Ghost King.
Not to mention competing against the more powerful ghost general!
And in the secret territory of Guimen Pass, he used the soul refining flag to refine part of Zhang Tai'an's soul.
This is the moment you have been waiting for!
As the incomplete mark on the flag lit up, the ghost general's body stiffened suddenly.
The ghost hand that was looking towards Shen Mo also stopped in mid-air.
Even if it is a third-level ghost, it will still be restrained by the soul refining flag!
Shen Mo saw a trace of doubt and confusion flash through its scarlet eyes, and even the madness subsided a little.
"Collect!"
Shen Mo silently recited the soul refining spell in his heart.
Blood rainbows emerged from the flags and wrapped around the ghost general's body, like a blood python strangling its prey.
"No! With my level of cultivation, I am simply unable to refine a third-level late-stage soul general."
Shen Mo's expression suddenly changed.
The newly restored spiritual power in the body was exhausted in just one breath.
Even his soul felt a tearing feeling, trying to pull his soul into the soul refining flag and turn it into a fire to restrain and refine the soul.
All this time, the soul generals refined by Shen Mo have never exceeded a great level!
For example, the ghosts of women in wedding clothes, the ghosts of Hong Jue San people, and the ghosts of dead monks.
Now I tried it, and sure enough there was something wrong!
"Wow!"
The soul-refining flag is shaken, and all the soul-refining blood rainbows are withdrawn.
Shen Mo made a decisive decision, immediately stopped the soul refining spell, and quickly swallowed a recovery pill that he had obtained from Chen Mengze.
Fortunately, the incomplete mark is still there.
Even if he can't use his arms and fingers like other spirit generals, he can still barely suppress the ghost generals and prevent them from attacking them.
"With my current cultivation strength, I can only refine second-level peak soul generals and below."
"Even if I can cripple and suppress the third-level creatures, I'm afraid I won't be able to restrain them in the banner."
"From the current point of view, you need to obtain at least the seventh level of Qi Gathering before you can refine the third-level initial soul general."
"As for the ghost general..."
"Don't have any delusions before you advance to the spiritual sea realm!"
Chen Mengze and others were shocked and speechless when they saw Shen Mo suppressing the ghost general with the Soul Refining Flag.
They all came forward to ask Shen Mo why.
After all, an hour ago, he was forced by the ghost general and had to escape into the ghost gate.
If we had such means early on, why would we take the risk to break through?
There is nothing to hide about the fact that Tianshun Kingdom has become a ghost land abandoned by the gods.
Shen Mo picked out something related to Zhang Tai'an and told them briefly, which was met with sighs and sighs.
But at this moment, the ghost general made another move.
The scarlet color in its eyes has faded a lot, replaced by a clear color.
"Master Shen...Immortal! It's...you."
The ghost general spoke!
Although its voice was very hoarse and vague, everyone still understood its meaning.
Shen Mo's heart was slightly shaken.
But I soon felt relieved!
Even the Heavenly Abandoned Ghost King at the early stage of the third level has maintained a certain degree of "sanity" and you can talk to him.
Zhang Tai'an, who is stronger, can speak, but it's not that he can't understand.
What’s rare is that it still remembers itself!
After all, it has been unknown how many thousands of years have passed since Tianshun Kingdom was reduced to a ghost realm, and then turned into a ghost kingdom ruins in the hands of four powerful men.
Too much time has passed.
Shen Mo suspected that it might be the reason for the soul refining flag.
Banshang refined part of its soul, and when stimulated by the spell, some memories of what this part of the soul had experienced were restored.
"It's me! General Zhang, we meet again."
Shen Mo nodded and replied with a smile.
"Master Shenxian...previously...the last general...just now...didn't want...to kill you. You..."
Even though he has regained consciousness, Zhang Tai'an has died once after all.
After spending endless years in the ghost realm, it is not easy to be unlike other ghosts and idiots.
Especially, from its perspective.
The first time I met Shen Mo was at the capital city.
Now, a long time has passed, and the second time we met was an hour ago.
Shen Mo's strength and appearance are almost unchanged from when he first met him.
The weirdness in it made Zhang Tai'an, who was confused, a little confused, and could only say that it was not its original intention to kill him before.
Zhang Tai'an may also know that it is a little difficult to communicate with people now.
The hand wrapped with a strong ghostly aura slowly took out two objects from his chest.
One of them is a wine flask that has consumed all the spirit wine.
The other item is a low-grade Qiankun bag.
Shen Mo had a drink with it at the top of the capital city. After drinking up all the spirit wine, it took the jug away.
Only by maintaining spiritual wine can the spirituality be preserved.
It's not worth a few spiritual stones, and it's not made of rare materials.
Logically speaking, after so many years, even the magical artifacts have long since decayed.
However, this wine flask is still as new as ever, nourished by Zhang Tai'an's ghost energy, and even has a bit of the luster of a netherworld magic weapon.
As for the low-grade Qiankun Bag, it was also a gift from Shen Mo.
At the beginning, a lot of cultivation resources were stuffed into it.
Because of the material, it is not like a wine pot that can be nourished by ghost energy.
Nowadays, this Qiankun Bag is in dilapidated condition and cannot be used for sacrifice, but it is still hidden close to the body.
Looking at these two objects, Zhang Tai'an regarded them as treasures.
Shen Mo felt an indescribable feeling in his heart!
I rummaged through the Qiankun bag but couldn't find any spiritual wine. Then I remembered that when I was fighting with the Heavenly Abandoned Ghost King, I had used up all the spiritual wine-like things.
I had no choice but to shamelessly ask Chen Mengze to borrow a jar of spiritual wine.
Zhang Tai'an lifted up his visor, revealing a face that was similar but not the same as before.
"Gurgling!"
"Hiss~~~~good wine!"
It drank up the spiritual wine in the cup and spat it out. In addition to the smell of wine, there was also a hint of cold ghost breath.