When the soul-calling flag was opened, Yan Xiangnuan saw densely packed skulls and souls flying around, and the howling was very harsh and hissing, making people very uncomfortable.
Yan Xiangnuan frowned and continued with the Huangquan dagger.
After wielding several sharp blades, those souls had no choice but to circle around Yan Xiangnuan.
Yan Xiangnuan took this opportunity to sit down cross-legged, released the vitality all over his body, and quickly formed seals with his hands.
It may be that the vitality was used to make talismans many times.
Yan Xiangnuan's speed also began to make a qualitative leap, and soon a The Tao spell flashed out immediately.
One way, two ways, three ways After Yan Xiangnuan made three talismans, he opened his eyes and looked at the densely packed evil things around her that could not get close to her.
He stopped making the talismans, raised his hand and simply bit the index finger of his right hand.
When the bright red blood overflows from the index finger, he immediately throws the drop of blood to the summoning flag not far away.
The red blood stained the soul-calling flag.
The soul-calling flag became quiet at first, and then immediately started to fly and commotion.
It even looked a little excited.
Then the bright red blood seeped into the soul-calling flag and disappeared.
Seeing this, Yan Xiangnuan curled her lips and smiled, and then threw the underworld dagger into the air, letting the underworld dagger release its spiritual power to protect her, and then continued to make quick seals with both hands to make the talisman in the void.
Bang Yan Xiangnuan threw out the powerful binding spells in one breath.
One, two, three, three spells quickly flashed around the soul-calling flag, and the spells immediately turned into silver-white light, like a net.
The flags outside the summoning flag were generally restrained, and the flags that were flying stopped slightly.
This soul-summoning flag is an ancient artifact that has swallowed up many souls for hundreds of years, and because of the power of these souls, the soul-summoning flag is extremely evil.
How can the three binding spells trap it?
Just look at the soul-summoning flag.
The three talismans must be broken free.
Yan Xiangnuan continued to use the vitality talisman without thinking.
Yan Xiangnuan has a special constitution, and unlike other people, the vitality is easily exhausted.
Yan Xiangnuan's vitality seems to be inexhaustible, and she has never tried it.
There was a pause in making the talisman, but this time she planned to make the soul-calling flag recognize its owner.
When she threw out the essence and blood, she felt the breath of the soul-calling flag.
Although it was extremely vicious, if used properly, it was undoubtedly an excellent aid.
Furthermore, since the soul-calling flag could be driven by the old man, then There must be a certain reason, and Yan Xiangnuan must either eliminate all these countless souls, or use the soul-calling flag for his own use.
After comparing the two and thinking about it, Yan Xiangnuan resolutely chose to let the soul-calling flag recognize its owner.
Although the soul-calling flag didn't look so easy to conquer, it was better than dealing with these densely packed and countless souls.
No, Yan Xiangnuan threw out more than a dozen talismans in one breath.
The three talismans just now had little effect on the soul-calling banner, but it was about to be broken free in a moment, so Yan Xiangnuan did not slowly cast one after another.
With the intention of increasing the number, he quickly threw out the spells one after another.
There should be a total of twenty-one talismans.
The silver-white vitality talismans are just stuck outside the soul-calling flag.
The soul-calling flag is now like a wrapped silkworm chrysalis, the white ones are rolled into a ball.
Now it can only He barely squirmed in the white circle of light, but couldn't use any tricks.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooa you maybe...
"Are you convinced or not?"
Yan Xiangnuan didn't have the slightest sympathy and just asked coldly.
She didn't care about anything else.
What she wanted was for the soul-calling flag to surrender.
Again, no matter how overflowing her sympathy was, she would not feel sympathy for a little flag that swallowed up countless souls, so it was useless to try to please her.
The white halo, which is the soul-calling flag, moved slightly, and the meaning of protest and struggle was still obvious.
Yan Xiangnuan also knew that since the soul-calling flag is an ancient relic, it naturally has a temper and temper.
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How could it be tied up like this?
Yan Xiangnuan agreed easily and therefore, Yan Xiangnuan was not angry at all.
Anyway, it was wrapped into a silkworm chrysalis by the talisman, so she simply drew a few more talismans to wrap it up, but she didn't believe it, and it would refuse to accept it.
One way, two ways, three ways Yan Xiangnuan drew the talisman at an incredibly fast speed, and the old man who had been closing his eyes tightly opened his eyes in panic.
He had just noticed Yan Xiangnuan trying to subdue the soul-calling flag, and he knew the soul-calling banner.
Banner is quite arrogant and it is impossible for ordinary people to surrender it.
Even he was able to make the Soul-Calling Banner obey its orders just by chance, but each time he had to devote ten years of practice before he could give the order.
Even so, it took such a huge effort from everyone, but even though it was like this, The Soul-Calling Banner is not yet under his control.
Therefore, he kept closing his eyes and fighting with Xuan Mo.
Xuan Mo would break his Rakshasa Formation again.
The Rakshasa Formation was closely related to his life and death.
Naturally, he would never dare to be careless.
But who knew that Yan Xiangnuan would be a pervert?
He was able to make talismans with continuous energy without any fatigue, and the energy seemed to have no end.
After one stroke, there was another.
When he was yelled at by the soul-calling flag, he had no choice but to open his eyes and at the same time shake the bell in his right hand a few times.
Down. "" As the crisp sound of the bell rang, the soul-calling flag was supposed to raise its flag, but it was restrained silently.
Yan Xiangnuan felt the helpless aura of the Soul-Calling Flag, and the movements in his hands did not stop.
He curled his lips and sneered, and threw out another spell, two, and three.
Yan Xiangnuan once again drew forty-nine spells without hesitation to bind the soul-calling flag.
The soul-calling flag was now tied up with white binding spells and made no sound.
The old man holding the bell in his right hand and shaking it also looked particularly gloomy.
He finally figured it out, and saw the picture of the Soul-Calling Banner being suppressed to the point of being extremely miserable.
After fighting with Xuan Mo for a long time, he was already exhausted.
Now he saw the Soul-Calling Banner being bound into a rice dumpling, unable to even move.
I couldn't move, and I was so angry that I almost vomited blood.
Of course, he had already vomited blood, but the blood surged into his throat and forced him to swallow it.
"Are you convinced or not?"
Yan Xiangnuan asked again about the Soul-Calling Banner.
The Soul-Calling Banner was wrapped so tightly that no breath could pass through, and there was a miserable silence for a long time.
Yan Xiangnuan was still thinking that maybe the spell was not enough, and the Soul-Calling Flag had some temper after all, so he was about to continue making the Talisman, when he saw the Soul-Calling Flag.
The banner shook slightly with all its strength, and the meaning of begging for mercy was very obvious.
Yan Xiangnuan's essence and blood had been absorbed by the Soul-Calling Banner before.
Now the Soul-Calling Banner obediently surrendered and even absorbed the Yin evil energy from his body.
At the same time, Yan Xiangnuan felt that it was as powerful as the underworld dagger.
The feeling of spiritual connection. aa2705221: