Zi Jing subconsciously swallowed his saliva uh, it was so easy to break the formation The opportunity could not be missed, Ziqing hurriedly followed.
The little monk twisted the rosary in one hand, raised the palm of the hand under his chin, kept reciting the scriptures in his mouth, and walked forward firmly step by step, and his momentum was invincible.
Ziqing felt that the scriptures were similar to the spiritual heart formula, and they could also calm people's minds.
But listening to it, Ziqing felt that something was wrong in it.
Compared with the pure purification of the soul and calming the mind, it seems that there is a lot more content in it.
It's like forcing something to be stuffed in while calming people down Zi Jing was running the spiritual heart trick in her heart, she didn't want to be assimilated by the other party, it would be miserable.
Even if these things are all to educate people to be good, put down the butcher knife and the like, she doesn't want to be a chip yet.
Whining Suddenly, the ground trembled violently, and the grass and trees were uprooted by the invisible strange force, rolling layer by layer towards Ziqing and the two.
Zijing was shocked, this was not an illusion, but a real sweep.
It's like the whole earth is like a carpet, being rolled up and trying to get them into it, just crushing it.
But on the other hand, the little monk was still the same as just now, very calmly, chanting the scriptures while twisting the rosary, and walked towards the front firmly.
A tree that was accompanied by yin qi rushed over, Ziqing hurriedly used his spiritual power to sweep it away, but there were still branches swept to the little monk, and the shadow on his body immediately dimmed a little, almost transparent.
But the other party didn't realize it.
Ziqing was really impressed by his determination.
Unable to care more, his body moved, swept forward, and propped up a defensive shield to envelop the two of them.
Reaching out and pulling the other party's arm, he lifted his spiritual power and rushed through the grass and trees from countless flying lights After a moment, everything around me was quiet, and when I came back to my senses, I saw that all that was left around me was bare ground and bare rocks.
A gust of wind rose out of thin air, blowing away the floating soil.
Zijing looked at it and was immediately stunned, this place turned out to be a rare Yin Gathering Stone Place the little monk on the ground and shoot a few defensive talismans so that they don't get caught in the shock wave of the fight.
At this moment, there was a sad laugh in the valley.
Doesn't know its direction.
Ziqing tried to sense it with his divine sense, but he could only feel the stone with extremely heavy yin qi.
If it was usual, Ziqing would definitely practice well here, but now Suddenly, a huge cage fell from the sky.
Zi Jing was shocked, and a message popped up in his mind, imprisoned in the cage.
It means that even the sky can be locked up inside.
Her instinct told her that she must not be noticed by this thing, and Ziqing's body moved, and she flew to her feet But as soon as he flew out, he suddenly remembered that the little monk was still sitting in place.
After a little hesitation, he turned around and swept back, grabbed the clothes around the other party's neck, and rushed out to the side.
But this cage is also strange, Ziqing flies many pieces, it grows many pieces around, and always encircles Ziqing in it.
Ziqing was deflated twice in a row, and he was in a terrible mood, blaming himself for his lack of actual combat experience.
Flew for a long time.
A lot of spiritual power was consumed, but after all, it didn't fly out of the cage.
The huge cage fell, imprisoning Ziqing and the little monk inside.
Meng, who had been chanting the scriptures, suddenly stopped, looked at the angry Ziqing, and asked, "Did I bother you?"
Ziqing waved his hand, "It's none of your business, recite your scriptures." ” Ziqing is not the kind of person who will shift the responsibility to external objects once he fails, and it is indeed his own strength that is one point worse.
Even if he escaped alone just now, he might not be able to escape from this cage.
It's just that when the other party said this, because he was in a bad mood, he naturally showed it.
The little monk lowered his head and thought for a moment, then handed the dementor banner to Ziqing, "This banner has been purified, and there is no resentment.
The donor can sacrifice it and take away the surrounding yin energy. ” A word wakes up the dreamer.
Zi Jing took the dementor flag, yes, why didn't she think about it.
The reason why the other party's strength is so strong here is precisely because of the favorable time and place.
The surrounding mountains and rocks are all composed of yin stones, and it is easy to breed and gather yin qi in the valley, and it is now midnight, and the yin qi is flourishing.
Ziqing took the dementor flag, and sure enough, there was no evil aura on it.
"What about the souls inside, you won't purify them all, right" Zi Jing felt a lingering palpitation in his heart about the so-called "purification" he sensed just now, purely by forcibly instilling one thought into another thinking container, although this thought is full of positive energy of "truth, goodness and beauty", but Zi Jing still feels a little difficult to accept.
Meng said, "I put them in my Nayun bowl," and paused, "The little turtle is also in it, you can rest assured." ” Zi Jing sighed, she was completely convinced that he would not hurt the little turtle and them.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the Dementor Banner, he moved his mind and incorporated it into his sea of consciousness, and began to burn it with his divine sense, stamping his mark as quickly as possible.
In fact, the ordinary method of refining magic weapons is controlled by spiritual power, or placed in the dantian and nourished with true yuan.
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However, the control of mental power is not safe, and it will be controlled at any time; As for the cultivation of the true yuan, it is too time-consuming, and the most precious thing now is time, of course Ziqing chose the fastest speed to refine the soul flag.
Unexpectedly, when Ziqing used his divine sense to refine the soul flag, the underworld was sucked in at once Ziqing came back to his senses, and it seemed that he had been staying in his consciousness all along.
I've been very honest all this time, and I almost forgot about him.
I didn't expect this dementor banner to be so powerful that even the leader of the Yuanneng clan could collect it.
This is the arrangement of the secret.
He didn't want to conclude an alliance with Ziqing, but he didn't expect to become a member of the other party's "flag" in the end.
Entering the dementor flag, there is nothing in it now, and Ziqing has thoroughly refined it and become Ziqing's natal magic weapon, and will seek a spiritual object to become a magic weapon.
Therefore, the underworld became the instrument spirit of the dementor flag.
Shen is unwilling, and he can't reopen the seal when he rushes inside, but it is embedded in the law of the Dementor Banner little by little.
Zi Jing smiled, probably this was the only thing that made her feel comfortable in the past two days.
Not only did he solve the darkness that he had been hiding in his divine consciousness waiting for an opportunity to fix himself, but he also let himself get a natal magic weapon, which was simply refreshing.
Finally took control of the Dementor Banner, and Ziqing was overjoyed.
As soon as the thought moved, the small flag became bigger and smaller in the hand, changing the color, and doing whatever he wanted, such as making an arm. t1706231537: