The moment Xuanfei fell, the names of the elders changed back in unison.
Regardless of whether Yuyang was killed by him or not, what he did today is worthy of being the master of Xuandu Temple and the national master of Daqi.
At the same time, Mingwei felt a strong force rushing toward him.
Xuan Fei, who was on the front line, fell, and now the evil spirit directly impacted her and the man in Tsing Yi.
The man in Tsing Yi's flute also became tense. In terms of magic power, he was no more advanced than Ming Wei.
A wisp of piano sound was added to the sound of the flute.
But Ning Xiu changed the strings and started playing.
He also played soul music.
The breath is still surging, but what can I do besides holding on?
The blood on Ning Xiu's mouth kept overflowing, but the sound of the piano was not messy at all.
Since Mingwei said that he had done it before, then he can do it this time too!
"Ugh..." The ghost's cry suddenly became sharp, as if thousands of ghosts were crying at the same time.
Mingwei frowned, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but she ignored it at all and continued to play the flute, firmly grasping the tune.
"Miss!" Duofu shouted.
With so many people present, her strength is the most intact.
Because previously, Mingwei asked her to guard the flag formation.
Seeing that the breath of evil spirits was getting heavier and heavier, Duofu was as anxious as an ant on a hot disaster.
If this continues, the lady will definitely suffer backlash, and she must help.
The young lady said that she was already an excellent Xuanshi, but now everyone was working hard, how could she stand by and watch?
Besides, she has also suppressed evil spirits! She was able to do it in Baoling Temple, but now that she is so powerful, she will definitely be able to do better!
Duofu made up his mind to replace Xuanfei and stand on the star position.
The elders of Xuandu Temple were taken aback, and Zhangyuan Yi shouted: "Little girl, don't mess around. This evil spirit is very powerful. Your skills..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Duofu's mana surge and a powerful demonic aura dissipate.
Yi Zhangyuan was stunned.
This girl actually has a demonic aura about her? But she is clearly human!
Duofu couldn't control him. At this time, she was only thinking about helping.
Mobilizing her demonic power, she punched out.
This method is quite brutal.
Both the elders and Xuan Fei suppressed them with magic power.
Fortunately for her, she actually hammered him directly?
However, this method is very effective.
A fist with powerful demonic power was struck, and part of the Yin Qi was immediately dispersed. Even the ghost's cries were much quieter, as if a little ghost had retreated when encountering a big demon.
However, this evil spirit became more powerful than expected. Duofu punched out one last time, suppressing the ghost's cries in the town, and then collapsed because he ran out of magic power.
Mingwei sighed inwardly.
It seems that we still have to lose some life span.
As soon as the thought came together, the sound of the flute suddenly changed.
Ning Xiu froze, looked at her in shock, and immediately played a wrong note.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Yang Shu, who was guarding him, asked.
Ning Xiu said in a deep tone: "She will use her longevity to suppress this evil spirit."
After saying this, he stood up with his piano in his arms and jumped onto the stargazing platform.
When he sat down again and put his fingers on the strings, Yang Shu held him down.
"Senior brother, you want to use your longevity to exchange for her, right?"
Ning Xiu said: "This is what I should do."
During that period of history, these were all things he had to do. He was the one who should use longevity to suppress evil spirits, not Mingwei.
Since she said he was her master, there was no reason to let her disciple stand in front of her!
"No, there is another way!"
Ning Xiu raised his head and looked at him in confusion.
Yang Shu repeated: "I have a way!"
Ning Xiu said: "Don't mess around. You haven't really learned mysticism. This is not a joke."
"I know." He said, "I really don't know mystical skills, but I have something that none of you have."
He raised his wrist with a smile and quickly passed it by.
Blood dripped into the star observation platform and flowed quickly along the star pattern.
The star map on the observatory was originally a magic circle, but it gradually lost its power due to the fall of each black magician. But the moment his blood dripped down, it suddenly became stronger.
"I have the blood of a true dragon."
...
The Yin Qi gradually dissipated, and the ghost's cries disappeared.
The moon and stars reappeared in the sky, and the night breeze blew.
The sound of the flute stopped and the man in green opened his eyes.
His eyes swept over them one by one.
The elders of Xuandu Temple, Xuanfei, Duofu, Ningxiu, and Yang Shu.
He pursed his lips, showing some confusion.
"Just now, why didn't you lead the power of evil spirits to me?" He asked Mingwei.
After Xuan Fei was injured, the two of them faced the evil spirit head-on. Ming Wei could have taken a step back and let his flute sound come to the forefront. But she didn't. Instead, she was the one in front, resisting the power of the evil spirit.
Moreover, she also wanted to use her roots.
At that time, he had been taking his time and was not even really shortlisted.
Mingwei's situation was a little worse than him. He wiped the blood on his mouth and said with a smile: "If you don't have the Soul Calming Card, you can't be called a fortune teller. This is indeed true. But, if you are not a fortune teller, just let
To judge by a dead object? A fortune teller is responsible for protecting. If you don’t even remember your own responsibility, what kind of fortune teller can you call it?"
The man in Tsing Yi fell silent.
Mingwei continued: "What I just did was just the most basic choice as a fortune teller. I am not asking you to give in when I say this. Now that the evil has been suppressed, you can take action. Let's compare. Who can do it?"
Grab the Soul Resurrection Card."
The man in green didn't move.
He looked at the soul-crushing plaque in the center of the observatory.
The evil spirits have been suppressed, and the soul-suppressing tablet that has been hidden under the observatory for more than a hundred years has revealed its true colors.
It looks like just an ordinary wooden sign.
However, it is the symbol of the fortune teller, the symbol of the most powerful magician recognized by all the magicians in the world.
"Why, don't you take action?" Mingwei continued, "I said, those words are not asking you to give in, and you don't think you can definitely win. Even if I am injured more than you now, so what? There are more of us than you.
!"
Hearing her words, Xuanfei, Duofu, Ning Xiu, and Yang Shu all raised their heads and looked at him.
The man in Tsing Yi still didn't speak.
After waiting for a long time, he finally let out a long sigh and said, "There are many of you, so I'm not afraid at all. Since I'm here to win the talisman tonight, I've already made plans. But you have to say, you won."
He smiled: "But don't get me wrong, it's not because what you said just now makes me feel ashamed. Although I also call myself a fortune teller, my beliefs are different from yours." After a pause, he continued, "
The reason why I gave in was because I found that I didn't seem to be ready to become a real fortune teller. In this case, I will leave this soul-soothing card to you for the time being. I will come when I figure it out.
Taken."
Without waiting for their answer, he turned around and ordered: "Go!"
Many subordinates responded in unison: "Yes, Star Master."
The green clothes fluttered and disappeared into the night. His voice came from far away: "By the way, my name is Mingxiao." (To be continued)