The Taomu Flying Sword made two powerful strikes, then dodged and escaped back into the black cloth bag.
Zhang Wenfeng kept chanting, and the jujube sword had been sheathed so as not to disturb the ghost ghosts hovering around.
The flying sword has been cultivated in the Shou Xing bottle for several months. In addition, he has been promoted to the Jianwei realm. Once used, the power of the flying sword is much stronger and sharper than before. His spiritual consciousness has been enhanced several times, and the sword control time is naturally longer.
Significant increase.
His eyes were always on the low-level ghosts, and his chanting voice became more mellow and full of compassion.
The sound of the sutras is like song and water, washing away the grievances and anger of the ghosts and ghosts. From time to time, ghosts appear to be freed, turning into transparent and blurry shadows of people and beasts, saluting those who tirelessly chant the sutras, and following the soul-inducing incense mist.
, entering the void and underworld.
The ghost formation below was missing a pillar because a tiger shadow ghost was killed.
The remaining two ghosts hiding inside were angry and helpless. The summoning commands they issued were suppressed by Yun Qiuhe's water method, and the frightening effect was greatly reduced.
The donkey that escaped was wildly provoking with lightning attacks outside.
The ghosts on both sides could only swallow their anger and keep changing their positions to avoid being struck by lightning and revealing their true colors.
They were able to resist the temptation of the intensifying sounds of scriptures about the past life in the air, but they also had distracting thoughts, which increasingly affected the performance of their strength. By the time they realized that there were not many half-hearted ghosts left in the formation, most of them had been destroyed by the experience.
The sound of text and the fragrant mist attracted him to escape, and he did not dare to leave the range of the ghostly energy formation and mist easily.
The Taoist priest I met this time had such powerful power in chanting sutras and vows that I had never seen before.
When they wanted to escape and leave, they suddenly discovered that the entire valley, including the ground, was wet and covered with a strange layer of water restrictions.
To do such things within their ghost formation, the woman's methods were extremely terrifying.
The two ghosts secretly communicated with each other and ordered the remaining ghost ghosts of their confidants to rush towards the woman.
"It's not that easy to escape!"
Yun Qiuhe noticed the difference between the ground and the rocks through the magic weapon.
The magic weapon in her hand suddenly erupted into several rays of blue light, shooting towards the broken ghost formation below, and the ghost energy was unable to escape.
It is better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt ten of them.
She chose to surround and attack the big-headed ghost that burrowed into the ground, but gave up on the guy who burrowed into the stone wall.
The big-headed ghost was so greedy that before he left, he actually wanted to pick up the "Earth Ghost Stone" left by the tiger shadow ghost. How could she tolerate it?
He chose to turn a blind eye to the twenty or so brats swarming towards him.
With Zhang Guanzhu, who can recite sutras and ward off ghosts, by her side, she feels at ease about her own safety.
Furthermore, she has other means of protection. Even if the out-of-position imps get close, they can't do anything to her for a moment.
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his right hand and performed a clumsy invitation etiquette toward the ghosts rushing from below. The sound of the scriptures was deliberately spread in the direction of the ghosts. He waved the incense in his left hand, and three dots of red light drew mysterious arcs in the air.
shape.
A group of ghosts rushed forward and changed directions involuntarily.
The scent of the sutras and the incense are so delicious that they can no longer resist the thought and spin around the sutra chanter's plate in a daze.
The lost instincts are slowly awakening, and they can be liberated by washing away the dirt and resentment that have obscured them.
A fierce ghostly scream suddenly came from the rock wall.
The three-headed ghosts circling around suddenly screamed and rushed towards the Taoist priest two feet away from three directions.
Zhang Wenfeng held half of the incense stick vertically, stretched out the index finger of his left hand like a sharp blade, moved his feet, and stabbed continuously with light strokes. There were three soft sounds of "Puff, Puff, Puff," and three powerful ghosts struggled to fight the bubbles.
It is generally destroyed, leaving only a few remnant souls floating in the air. After a while, they merge with other remnant souls and circle together.
He has the compassionate heart of a Taoist priest and the ability to kill ghosts with thunderbolts.
You only have one chance, if you miss it, your soul will be gone and you will never have another life.
Yun Qiuhe had already used the magic weapon in his hand and the icy water that had been placed on the ground in advance to trap half of the huge head of the big-headed ghost who was greedy for the ghost stone on the ground, so that he could not escape immediately.
"Thunder comes!"
Yun Qiuhe shouted.
The donkey cooperated flawlessly, preparing to release a finger-thick thunderbolt, which struck hard in the middle of the big-headed ghost's forehead. The thunderbolt penetrated into the blurry ghost's head, and the silver light flashed and burned all the way.
The ghost head opened its huge mouth and let out painful howls similar to those of hundreds of ghosts, trying to form a strange ghost resonance. This is its natural attack method, which consumes quite a lot of ghost power, but it can't care about it at this time.
, it is important to escape for one's life.
However, before it could take effect, it was impacted and destroyed by the aggravated sound of chanting sutras from above, making it unable to completely form a sonic resonance for ghost cries.
The sound of the scriptures was so penetrating that the broken ghost array could no longer block the chanting sound.
The donkey kept doing nothing, and hit the back of the big-headed ghost's left cheek with a booming sound. It couldn't see the ear behind the huge ghost's head, so it attacked it temporarily.
Since it reached the first level, its demon power has doubled, and its attack power cannot be underestimated.
The giant head of the big-headed ghost swayed in pain and shrank rapidly. It knew that if it didn't escape, it might have no chance. It decided to give up half of its soul power and escape for its life.
The ice that trapped its head made a crackling sound, and the ground was torn apart. The moment it shrunk its head and escaped into the ground, a pink sword light fell from the sky, and with a "chirp" sound, it pierced into the back of the big-headed ghost's head.
Yun Qiuhe finally discovered the location of the big-headed ghost's soul through a battle with the big-headed ghost, but the opportunity was fleeting.
She quickly marked it with blue ice crystals, and Guanzhu Zhang, who was above the sound transmission, launched his flying sword.
With just one blow, the big-headed ghost howled and jumped out of the ground. There was a hole in the top door, and black air came out empty.
The head expanded uncontrollably, reaching about three feet in the blink of an eye, and the vague grimace trembled and fluctuated violently.
"It's going to disintegrate and explode, quickly!"
Yun Qiuhe shouted, her methods could not suppress such changes at all.
"Poof", the sharp flying sword pierced through the big-headed ghost's open mouth and came out from the back of the head.
The head suddenly deflated like a leaking air bubble, gurgling black air, and finally turned into an earth ghost stone, fell to the ground, and rolled several times.
A smile appeared on Yun Qiuhe's face. She liked this kind of tacit understanding of fighting without saying anything.
The ghost array was completely destroyed, and the ghost energy in the valley was slowly dissipating. She waved her sleeves, whipped up the strong wind to disperse the ghost mist, and with one move, she took the two soul stones seven to eight feet below into her hands. This was
A rare good thing!
Replenishing the soul, healing wounds, refining medicine, it has a wide range of uses.
The donkey rushed into the valley, grinning at Yun Qiuhe.
Yun Qiuhe turned around and looked back at Zhang Guanzhu, who had changed three sticks of incense again and was still meticulous in saving many ghosts in the sky. She fell to the ground, stretched out her hand to smooth the messy hair on the donkey's back, and asked: "Nowhere is hurt, right?"
?”
The donkey shook his head and sniffed the woman's cheek.
Yun Qiuhe pushed away the donkey's face and encouraged: "Do a good job. When I get back from this mission, I will find a way to buy you some cloud catkins seeds and reward you. You, the master, are very capable. You can even plant jade millet."
If you can grow it, the cultivation of cloud catkins is not a problem. Most of the grass-eating spirit beasts in the sect enjoy the cloud catkins. When you taste the taste, you will know what is delicious in the world? Just eat other grasses in the future.
It’s just the same as chewing wax, there are gains and losses.”
The donkey almost drooled after hearing this, its eyes were shining, and it tried its best to imagine the taste of the magic grass. It rubbed its head against the woman's shoulder to express its gratitude and excitement.
Desire, it admits, is its weakness.
However, if you can’t satisfy even a little bit of food and appetite, why do you still have a shitty career?
Yun Qiuhe touched the donkey's back and suddenly raised her head to look over the valley. In the dusk, she saw two monks flying from the east.
He hurriedly flew into the air and sent a message to the donkey to give him some instructions.
The donkey suppressed the random glint in his eyes and suddenly became very ordinary, with an exceptionally strong body shape.
The donkey's stomach growled unsatisfactorily, and the donkey paid no attention to what was going on in the sky. It walked out of the valley, disgusted with the ghost spirit polluting the nearby grass, and found a piece of green and tender grass, slowly biting it to fill its stomach.
But after hearing Yun Qiuhe describe the delicious spirit grass.
It is eating ordinary grass now, but why does it feel like it tastes like nothing and can't eat any more?