As soon as the young man in the green robe was hit by a huge rock, he saw a skeleton waving his bone knife and slashing towards his back in his spiritual sense. He hurriedly wandered around and hid to the side, barely avoiding the skeleton's attack, but the skeleton's body was quick and the bone knife slashed horizontally, slashing hard on the shield in front of the young man.

There was a loud "date" sound, and the shield shook. The young man in the green robe increased his spiritual power and spiritual output to control the defensive shield steadily. Then he wandered flexibly under his feet, avoiding the skeleton attacks, while controlling the Qinggang Sword and returning, and greeted him.

Yun Xiang's Shuiying Sword never broke through the block of the Soul-Devouring Flag to give the monk an effective attack. Although the Shuiying Sword can always stir upside down in the black air, it is also difficult to describe.

The Shuiying Sword is like being trapped in a swamp, and its actions will be bound, and the black air is still attached to the Shuiying Sword. Yun Xiang has to increase the output of his spiritual consciousness and spiritual power to fight.

Seeing that the companion was killed in an instant, the monk pointed at the soul-devouring flag in front of him. He saw the flag fluttering and black air gurgling out. After gathering together, it rolled in and condensed inwardly. In a moment, it condensed into the shape of a huge scorpion, with its long tail swaying in the air.

"Since you are not afraid of water attributes, then try fire." Yun Xiang recalled the Shuiying Sword, took out a few talismans with a storage bag, inputted spiritual power, raised his hand and turned into a fireball in the sky in the air, and the rockets bombarded the scorpion condensed with black air.

The black scorpion rushed out of the flames in the sky, but wisps of blue smoke were emitted at the edge, and it still shot towards Yun Xiang slowly.

"It seems that it still has some effect." Seeing this, Yun Xiang waved the talismans in his hand and various fire-attributed spells came forward.

Along the way, the black scorpion was naturally consumed, but it was getting closer and closer to Yun Xiang. Seeing this, Yun Xiang took another talisman into his hand, and his spiritual power gushed out and then swung it out.

The talisman turned into a large fire cloud in the air, with more energy and stronger flame energy. It was the primary intermediate spell, fire cloud technique, and large fire clouds enveloped the black scorpion. A wave of rolling and squirming, and more and more blue smoke rose out of it.

The monk's teeth nipped his tongue, and a mouthful of blood squirted onto the soul-devouring flag in front of him, and penetrated into the black flag. A trace of blood appeared in the gushing black gas.

These black gas condensed into a smaller scorpion in front of the monk. Under the void, they quickly faced Yun Xiang.

Yun Xiang still stimulated a fire cloud talisman, covering the black and red scorpion, but after the two were connected, she was a little surprised. She saw the scorpion passing through the fire cloud and attacking her directly.

Even so, wisps of black air appeared on the scorpion, which were obviously dissipated by the fire cloud. Yun Xiang then threw out a few more talismans, all of which were fire-attributed. He had purchased a lot of them in the market in Tianfu Mountain before, and at this time he was even more distressed, which made the monk feel depressed.

Yun Yifei controlled the Canjin halberd to fly flexibly in the air, intercepting all the magic transformed by the middle-aged monk's talisman into the air. Then he turned around and stabbed the monk who controlled the Soul-Devouring Banner.

The monk pointed at the Soul-Devouring Flag, and the black flag fluttered, extending a lot, wrapping the brilliant golden halberd that was piercing.

Yun Yifei then felt a sense of blockage coming, and the Canjin Jinji seemed to be several times heavier. Not only that, the roar and screams inside directly came into the sea of ​​consciousness, making him dizzy, which was naturally transmitted through the spiritual consciousness in the Canjin Jinji.

Yun Yifei, who was as strong as that of the foundation-building cultivator, was naturally not afraid. He drove away this discomfort in an instant, and then the spiritual consciousness and spiritual power burst out. The golden light of the brilliant golden halberd was raging in the soul-devouring flag, causing the black flag to swell, and it seemed that it would be torn apart at any time.

The cultivator who controlled the Soul-Devouring Flag was naturally very difficult to fight against two. The Soul-Devouring Flag had released two balls of black gas, and the energy inside it was consumed a lot. Although the black gas was still being released continuously at this time, the amount was not large. Wherever the Qianjin Ji passed, the energy released would wipe out all the black gas.

Seeing this, the monk pinched his fingers, and a blood arrow shot onto the Soul-Devouring Flag. With a spell shot into it, the flag rolled, and a black scorpion the size of a fist appeared, and his eyes and tail needle were both red, fighting fiercely with the brilliant golden halberd.

Yun Yifei was not afraid, and the brilliant golden halberd flew and circled, and was very brave. He beat the scorpion step by step.

Yun Yifei also kept paying attention to the battle between the middle-aged monk and the young man in green robe. He saw that the human-shaped skeleton was extremely brave and flexible, and his body could resist magic weapons. He fought with the Qinggang Sword with such great strength that he knocked the Qinggang Sword away several times.

The young man in the green robe had some experience. His fingers were flipping like flying, and he released spell assistance from time to time. Although he seemed a little inferior, he would not lose for a while.

Yun Yifei saw the middle-aged man take out a jade slip and point it in it a few times before putting it away. At the same time, he was also paying attention to the battle group here, obviously he was also reserved. Then he saw the skeleton's attack slow down, and he slowly retreated while resisting, and he slowly retreated without hesitation.

"Is this going to run?" Yun Yifei guessed in his heart that he had already gained the upper hand at this time, so how could he let it go easily. He increased the output of his spiritual power, stabbed and slashed. With all his strength, he instantly killed the black scorpion, and then stabbed the flag hard. At the same time, in order to prevent the middle-aged monk from escaping, he brushed over the storage bag and took a magic weapon in his hand quietly.

With a "sting", the Canjin halberd pierced through the soul-devouring flag. The owner's mind was damaged and sprayed a mouthful of blood. He endured the dizziness of the wounded spiritual sense and hid backwards, but the degree was obviously insufficient. The Canjin halberd pierced straight through the front chest and lay on the ground and kept wailing.

The middle-aged monk was prepared for it, and when he saw this, he fled back without hesitation. After the white jade skeleton knocked the green steel sword away, he quickly followed closely behind.

When the middle-aged monk ran away and turned around, Yun Yifei raised his hand and a fire light shot out faster, but it didn't look like he was powerful. After careful look, he was just a small ball of flame, just like a candle lit.

The white jade skeleton turned around and waved the bone knife and cut it directly towards the flame, but the flame that seemed to be extinguished at any time passed through the white jade skeleton without any obstacle.

I don’t know whether it was through the gap in the skeleton or directly piercing his body, but it shot directly at the back of the middle-aged monk and passed through without any obstacles, which made people feel a little incredible.

If it weren't for seeing the monk slamming to the ground, it would be like an illusion that made people unable to believe it. Even Yun Yifei was stunned for a moment. When he raised his hand, the flame floated back and landed on his palm. It was a fire-red copper coin, and the flame was naturally released by him.

This copper coin was the top-level magic weapon given by his second uncle. He called it a penny. Although he had sacrificed and refined it, it was the first time he used it to fight against the enemy. Unexpectedly, he had such power. After passing through the skeleton, his remaining power remained undiminished, and he killed the middle-aged monk in one fell swoop.

"Thank you for helping me, I am a casual cultivator next time." The young man in green robe, who was somewhat shocked, walked up and bowed and said.

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder what conflicts are there between you two?" Yun Yifei and the others said politely, and at the same time they also reported their names and said that they were the identity of a casual cultivator.

"I'll be here to hunt monsters..." Ren Zeyu briefly introduced the story.

"So these three people have companions," Yun Yifei heard Ren Zeyu's companion beheaded, and a monk took the body away and said with a serious expression.

"Anyway, there were four people before, so it's unknown whether there are any other companions," Ren Zeyu said.

"Since that's the case, we can only search these people for souls." Yun Yifei pondered for a moment, and his eyes flashed sharply. Since the other party was an enemy, there was no need to be merciful and ruthless.

(End of this chapter)
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