On this day, Ziqing was still cultivating quietly, when suddenly there was a slight vibration in the space, and then all the divisions of the Dementor Banner emitted a very uncomfortable shock.
A small hole was broken in the top of the head.
The moon poured down.
At this moment, Zi Jing saw that all the blood demons who had been gnawing at the little monk had stopped, and wanted to drill in the direction of the moonlight.
It is the source of the yin qi of Yuehualai, and Ziqing also feels the comfort from the soul body.
However, the power of this temptation was very limited, and she could suppress it without even using a spiritual trick.
These blood demons see that they have almost been purified by the little monk, if they are allowed to go out to suck the moonlight and devour the living soul now, then the previous little monk's efforts will be in vain.
Zi Jing thought about it, and directly shot out a defensive talisman to imprison the blood soul and the little turtle in it. said, "Stay here obediently, don't move."
Then his body moved, and he flew up, turning his hand and blocking the hole with several talismans. lest the blood demons rush out.
As for the other ghosts that have not yet been fully formed, they have not been transformed into blood demons because of the little monk's pure mental power, so they must not be allowed to go out now.
Although their soul power is very weak for the time being, if they are allowed to come out and devour a few more living souls, then the previous fight for so long will be in vain.
As soon as Ziqing flew out, all the ghosts swarmed towards the entrance of the cave.
A few runes are in danger of being breached.
At this moment, a lingering chanting sound came from the corner, rippling in the space in a circle of ripples, shaking the souls of all the ghosts, and they could no longer concentrate on attacking the rune paper.
They turned their eyes on the noisy guy with great resentment, and became more irritated, as if they had a tacit understanding, and buzzed at him.
The little monk just gently took the little souls of those little rats, snakes, and Xiaoqiang into his arms, and didn't even bother to raise his eyelids and continue to chant the scriptures.
The speed of chanting in their mouths became more intensive, and these souls pounced and bit like crazy, but they found that when they did not tear a piece of soul from each other's body, their hearts would be calmer, and the action of biting would be slower.
But in the end, when the little monk "fed" these crazy ghosts with his own soul, his body had become even thinner.
And those blood demons who were imprisoned by Ziqing with a defensive shield couldn't break free, and they were unconsciously purified a lot by the little turtle The little monk stood up and walked in front of the little turtle as if it were translucent, and the surrounding spirits either wandered blankly or followed him, but in short, none of them went up to bite him.
The little monk looked at the little turtle, and finally showed a soft smile on his petrified face, like a spring breeze and rain, which instantly made the little turtle active and full of fighting spirit.
If Ziqing saw this scene now, she would definitely hit the tofu.
I can barely have such an effect by nourishing its soul with the soul power I have worked so hard to cultivate, but just look at people with a smile, people are more popular than people.
Kill, kill, kill Zi Jing just rushed out of the dementor flag, and the thoughts of killing several times in a row poured straight into the sea of knowledge.
Ziqing felt that her head hurt, and instinctively wanted to vent, and became manic.
When I looked over, a man in a black cloak stood on top of a high wall, facing down And below the city tower is a crowd of black people like ants.
Hey, these people are fighting Ziqing had also experienced the war of the Cold Weapon Era when she was on a mission before, but the scene in front of her completely shocked her senses.
There is a saying that the common people are like ants.
From the perspective of this man in a black cloak, looking at these black overwhelming crowds, what are they if they are not ants This was a large-scale war, in which two armies faced each other, one side approached the city, and the other side solemnly defended the city.
Both sides have piled up at least a million troops Millions of troops put together, that's the overwhelming feeling.
Zi Jing also understood what this cloaked man meant, and he actually wanted to summon the blood demon in the soul flag and kill everyone here However, at the moment when the cloaked man was summoned, the unexpected blood demon roared out of the hole, but only a faint soul came out.
With a slight surprise, in an instant, a huge net covered him, and at the same time, countless talismans smashed towards him.
Caught off guard and attacked.
The man in the cloak was shocked, but he also understood in a moment that his soul flag had mutated.
Oh no, it's my nemesis.
Immediately waited for it, and his body instantly turned into a black thick fog, and flew directly out of the mesh of the big net.
What the hell is this Just now she clearly sensed that the other party had a body, why could it turn into a thick fog and disperse This is the most powerful soul of the succubus, the strength is quite strong, and it has been hidden in various worlds for so long, and it has been cultivated to the point where it gradually condenses the entity with its soul power, but it is still a little close, almost to the extent of heaven and earth, and you can unscrupulously cross into the world that sprinkles several other souls and complete yourself.
But after all, it's a little bit worse.
Zi Jing knew that the black mist was the other party's body, and regardless of it, he directly grabbed a large number of Gang Thunder Fu Flame Talismans and smashed them, and for a while, the air flashed with brilliant spell explosions It was probably the fierce battle in the air that stopped the two sides below who were about to start the battle and enjoyed the wonderful scene in unison.
The gods have descended, the gods have descended I don't know who shouted, and for a while, the whole world echoed with shouts.
The so-called individual person is very small, but the energy emitted by bringing together 1,000 people, 10,000 people, and 10,000 million people together should not be underestimated.
Therefore, the powerful popularity they had just exuded made the whole world tremble.
Ziqing's heart couldn't help but tremble, but fortunately, there was a spiritual heart to keep her mind clear.
The black mist rolled for a while, and the opponent's overwhelming attack couldn't hurt the vital point, but after all, he lost a lot of soul power, and it was too shameless to be beaten like this by such a light soul.
Well, for a person who can really achieve great things, there is no face.
Some are just those who know the times as Junjie.
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So when he sensed that this soul that came out of nowhere could unconsciously enter his soul flag, and there were so many means, he had already decided to let go of the ants below for the time being, and get rid of this soul first.
These ants are like piglets raised on this planet by themselves, waiting for enough breeding, waiting for fattening, and then casually finding an excuse to provoke a war between the two countries.
With the war, you can easily harvest countless souls, and it's very simple.
The most important thing is that in this way, there will be no punishment from heaven, because the war is provoked by those in power.
And his own dementor banner is completely independent of the world outside this world, and no one can help him t1706231537: