Wang Fu breathed a sigh of relief. All the miscellaneous soldiers were cleared, leaving only the most powerful evil spirits.
This group of ghosts is indeed the Yasha, the elite among the ghosts. They cooperate with each other, are extremely difficult to kill, and are extremely tenacious in battle.
They join forces to kill the four evil spirits. Their mana consumption is intense and they must recover before they have any chance of winning.
Wang Fu subconsciously wanted to take out the tea that had been brewed in advance, but suddenly realized something was wrong. Why didn't Bian Yunlong and the others do something?
Didn't they order some spiritual tea?
Wang Fu thought to himself, right? As formal disciples, their finances are so difficult?
He took out four bamboo tubes, threw three to the opponent, and opened one himself to take a swig.
"Gudong, gudong."
Bian Yunlong and Yunlong took a look and ordered Lingcha, or should it be brewed in advance?
Although he and his companions came out of the ghost market, they did not bring out half a tael of tea. He thought that he would not be able to succeed, but he did not expect that Wang Fu took the initiative to send spiritual tea.
"You're welcome, drink quickly."
Bian Yunlong didn't hesitate and drank all the tea in the bamboo tube on the spot. He suddenly felt a surge of heat and the consumed mana was restored like a tide.
The two Leihuo Palace disciples took a sip of tea and opened their eyes wide in surprise. This was a high-quality spiritual tea.
At the critical moment of life and death, Wang Fu would not be stingy. He would drink the medium-grade spiritual tea directly. Even if it was a waste of effectiveness, he would be able to restore his mana as quickly as possible and increase his chances of winning.
So the three of them couldn't help but sigh, "Junior Brother Wang is so generous. If he becomes an official disciple in the future, he will definitely be a man of great influence."
"All of them die."
The evil Yaksha ghost roared, turned into a black wind, spread around, and opened the ghost realm to envelope the four people.
Wang Fu and the others followed the effect of the tea, and their mana was quickly filled with green light.
"Do it."
Bian Yunlong and the three of them cooperated seamlessly, using the long whip turned into the Five Emperors' money to wrap around the limbs of the Yaksha evil ghost, and the flames ignited weakened the opponent's resistance.
Previously, this was how other evil spirits were trapped and Wang Fu killed them one by one.
However, this trick didn't work.
Three fire whips wrapped around the limbs and torso respectively, shrouding the evil ghost in the fierce flames.
"burn."
The tongues of fire kept licking the whole body of the evil ghost, causing the flames to scatter randomly, like burning a stubborn stone, but with little effect.
Bian Yunlong and the three of them worked together, their wrists trembling and it seemed a bit difficult.
The next moment, the evil ghost grinned, grabbed one end of the fire whip, and spun it around him.
"Oops!"
The three of them, Bian Yunlong, were easily pulled up into the air. In the mist, they hurriedly withdrew their hands and landed smoothly with Fengxing Technique.
Fortunately, he withdrew his hand in time, otherwise he would have been pulled into the arms of the evil ghost and torn to pieces.
The evil ghost crumpled the three fire whips into several balls and threw them hard. The Five Emperors' Money hit the ground deep into the ground, and a small black hole in the shape of a honeycomb appeared on the ground.
Wang Fu took the opportunity to make up for the vacancy, and fired out the Five Emperors' Money one after another. With the weight of the mountain, he aimed at the evil ghost and smashed it down all over his body.
On the surface of each copper coin, phantoms of mountains appeared, falling like raindrops, launching a massive intensive attack.
The vicious ghost roared, opened its mouth and spat out, and the foul air spewed out like a python.
The stench of ghosts is designed to contaminate magic weapons. As the level of ghosts increases, the level of the objects that can be polluted increases.
This Yaksha is at the level of a vicious ghost, and the foul smell it emits can easily contaminate intermediate-level magic weapons.
Wang Fu hurriedly took away the Five Emperors' money to avoid the filth, but the filth came to his face and he was unforgiving.
Boom boom boom!
Bian Yunlong and the other two men shot from the side, and balls of fire hit the foul air, causing small craters.
The foul air squirmed slightly, swallowing up the firelight and still sweeping in.
The evil spirit's filthy breath will not only repel the magic weapon, but also confuse the four Wang Fu people and make them prisoners.
"Don't even think about it."
Bian Yunlong didn't care about hiding his secrets, so he took out a Thunder Killing Talisman and cast a spell to activate it.
Thunder fell from the sky, hitting the middle part of the foul air, blowing it in half.
The evil ghost took a few steps back, and when he saw Lei Lei in front, he was apprehensive and did not continue to move forward.
"Junior Brother Wang Fu, are you okay?
Wang Fu shook his head, "It's okay, this vicious ghost is very troublesome."
"Yes, he is a fierce ghost and a yaksha. He fights fiercely and is cruel. He is a powerful enemy for practitioners like us."
Wang Fu thought to himself that only by superimposing thunder talismans and pushing the power to the limit could he have a chance to kill with one strike.
"Three senior brothers, help me create opportunities. I have a way to kill him."
Bian Yunlong nodded and said to his two companions, "Come and help."
The three of them joined forces, and the Five Emperors' Money rose up from in front of them, spinning in a circle and becoming a 'money circle'.
"Wind and fire swords are invincible."
They chanted a mantra in their mouths, pointed at the 'money circle' with their fingers, white air rose up from their heads, obviously they had used their true power.
The copper coins stimulated the internal magic imprint, the wind condensed into spikes, and the flames compressed into blades, which were densely arranged around the money circle.
In the blink of an eye, three sets of Five Emperors' coins formed an extremely terrifying weapon.
"go."
Bian Yunlong and his companions seemed to be struggling very hard. They drove the money ring to spin, slowly rose to a high altitude, and fell down towards the evil ghost.
The evil ghost showed a sarcastic smile in his eyes. The thing looked big, but its movements were too slow and it couldn't hit him at all.
In his eyes, the real threat was Wang Fu, a latecomer.
"middle."
Bian Yunlong shouted loudly, and the huge money circle that rose to the sky fell as fast as lightning.
The evil ghost's eyes were dazzled, and he was caught in the money trap on the spot. He wanted to break it, but the wind-piercing fire blade was extremely sharp and easily penetrated into the body and stirred up, causing bursts of pain.
He tried again to spread out into a stream of air and get out from the center of the money ring, but failed after several attempts.
Unable to change!
"Stop struggling, you can't escape,"
It turned out that the wind thorns and the fire blades pierced into the body, entwined and intertwined with each other, firmly locking the evil ghost's form, cutting off the possibility of transformation.
good chance.
Wang Fu also knew that opportunities were hard to come by. Just looking at the struggling faces of Bian Yunlong and the others, he knew that this spell would consume a lot of money and would not last long.
Therefore, he must make a quick decision.
"Death."
Wang Fu wiped the Five Emperors Coin with his palm, and the thunder talisman brand was activated, and a talisman rose up.
Yunlong was shocked when he picked it up. It turned out that it was not a talisman, but the thunder talisman was refined into the Five Emperors' money to form a brand. How much does it cost? He is a rich man!
What’s even more shocking is yet to come.
Wang Fu flew out a thunder-killing talisman, but still refused to give up and continued to transport the money from the Five Emperors.
The runes began to stack up, and the power they contained increased, making the air tremble.
"Is there still such a use for the Thunder Killing Talisman?"
Bian Yunlong was also confused. Under normal circumstances, wouldn't it be enough to activate the runes and throw them out?
In one breath, Wang Fu superimposed five Thunder Killing Talisman. It felt like he was sitting on a powder keg. The slightest spark would detonate and destroy his own body.
"now you."
He looked at the evil Yaksha ghost, pushed forward with both hands, and dazzling white lightning rushed out impatiently.
Superposition of runes, infinite power
The power of five times the thunder talisman was not lost at all, and it was all blasted on the Yaksha evil ghost. He was forced to bear it in a physical state, and was restrained by the money circle, so he stayed on the spot and ate them all.
It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Fu would not be so happy to beat someone. He stood still and let him do it.
The evil ghost howled, and under the constant wash of thunder, the sound gradually weakened until it finally fell silent.