Chapter 1005: Each person's trump card

Then he saw his eyes flickering, and a trace of anxiety appeared in his eyes.

Then the evil ghost monk raised his hand and suddenly sacrificed a black soul flag with a white bone pole, which was suspended in the air, and quickly released countless wronged souls and evil spirits, and rushed towards the golden light formation frantically.

And the white bone soul flag was gloomy and the spiritual pressure was also very good. It was obviously its life object!

Under the crazy attack of the evil ghosts, the golden light formation, which was already in danger, could not resist and shattered, and the tiny Sanskrit light spots disappeared.

At the same time, the flying night demon and the bloody skull head also attacked wildly without any obstruction.

For a time, the wronged souls cried and the evil spirits howled in the field, and the flying night demon and the bloody skull joined forces to form a powerful siege, which could not be called a net of heaven and earth!

Seeing the formation destroyed, Monk Huihong felt a deep pain.

However, due to the situation, he could only quickly sacrifice the Buddhist robes and transform them into a layer of Buddha light to block the surroundings. Then he took out a golden Zen staff and danced wildly with the power of the Dharma and body.

As for Qin Tian, ​​he was obviously given special care. There were two flying Yakshas and nine blood-colored skulls flying at him.

And the bloody aura seemed to have a strong corrosion on the true essence. Wherever it passed, the spiritual light was quickly annihilated.

Faced with such a powerful force, Qin Tian did not dare to hesitate any more. He quickly sacrificed eight of his own sharp blades, circling around and strangling him continuously. The long spear in his hand also attacked repeatedly, and the star-breaking spear technique was performed like flowing clouds and water.

But even so, he still couldn't dodge in time, and the bloody skull seized the opportunity and jointly beat him back a hundred feet away. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that he was injured after a series of hard battles.

Even the Five Elements Lingxu Shield around him was destroyed on the spot, and the light curtain formed by the magic jade pendant was completely shattered.

And the wine-drinking monk Huihong on the side was not much better. Facing the siege of many wronged souls and evil spirits, this monk had no time to convert them. He could only hold on with his cassock, and his face turned extremely pale.

From this, we can see how powerful the power of the lower-grade spiritual treasure is, and how terrible the strength of the Yuanying stage strongman is.

It is no exaggeration to say that the gap between such great realms cannot be made up by unconventional means.

The reason why they could barely hold on until now was because Qin Tian and Hui Hong were both much stronger than their peers and practiced both Dharma and body. Otherwise, if they were two ordinary late Jindan masters, they would have died a long time ago.

In the following time, because they were worried about the corpse king in the distance, the evil ghost monk also started to attack with all his strength, and the situation in the field took a sharp turn for the worse.

Facing the bombardment of many great magical skills, no matter what, Qin Tian and Hui Hong were beaten back step by step, their faces pale, and they had almost no strength to fight back, so they could only defend with all their strength.

And as time went by, in just less than ten breaths, the two of them had been injured, and their auras were also weakened.

The cassock of Hui Hong, a monk on the side, was torn to pieces by the evil ghosts and wronged souls, almost like a strip of cloth!

Hui Hong, who was already full of indignation after encountering an unexpected disaster, could not help but curse throughout the whole process.

As for the pale Qin Tian, ​​seeing this situation, he couldn't help but secretly hold a jade talisman to prevent any unexpected events from happening.

However, just when the situation was critical, a low roar came from the horizon again, and even the yin energy in the distant mountain stream became thinner and thinner again.

Seeing this situation, Qin Tian's eyes flashed with brilliance.

But the evil ghost monk's gloomy face was about to drip with water.

Perhaps due to his anxiety, he dared not delay any longer, but shouted in a cold tone:

"Let you two live for a while, I will deal with you later!"

After speaking, the evil ghost monk first cast a strange spell, controlling the black soul flag to release the yin energy barrier, completely encircling the battlefield below.

Then he secretly issued an order, ordering the flying night demons and many wronged ghosts, as well as the powerful blood-colored skull, to continue to siege Qin Tian and the others, trying to completely encircle them in place.

But he turned around and turned into a black light and rushed towards the sky, heading in the direction of the mountain stream.

This move obviously intends to take the opportunity to subdue the corpse king first, and then go back to cut the grass and root it out.

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At the same time, almost as soon as the light disappeared, Hui Hong, who was originally in a weak momentum, couldn't help but brighten his eyes, and then turned around and asked anxiously:

"Shameless demon, don't think that the Buddha doesn't know, you must have some hidden means, why don't you take it out quickly? Are you going to wait for death here?"

However, after hearing this, Qin Tian regained some composure.

At this moment, he was not in a hurry, and then he laughed and said:

"Hehe, shameless thief, with your identity as a high monk in Honglian Temple, you must have a lot of hidden means, right?"

Hui Hong's face turned black when he heard this, and then he suppressed his anger and snorted:

"Take it out together, don't try to take advantage of the Buddha! This time I lost two Buddhist treasures, you can't leave Yanzhou without paying the spirit stone!"

Hearing this, Qin Tian was calm, as if he was fearless:

"Okay, okay, a mere spiritual stone is not worth mentioning. It's better to get out of here first!"

After saying that, Qin Tian raised his hand and waved it. A three-pointed flying fork with an ancient style appeared in front of him, and a majestic momentum suddenly spread out.

It is not difficult to see from the strong spiritual pressure that it is the water-attributed low-grade spiritual treasure: "Three-pointed Sea-driving Fork"!

Seeing this scene, Monk Huihong's eyes suddenly widened, and then he yelled with jealousy and hatred:

"My Ami, you are a shameless demon, and now you have even equipped a spiritual treasure! The sky is blind!"

As soon as the voice fell, Monk Huihong also put his hands together and took out a golden demon pestle.

In an instant, the sound of Sanskrit was everywhere in the field, and the sound of chanting scriptures was endless.

From the majestic aura of the treasure, it is not difficult to see that the grade of the demon-subduing pestle has also reached the lower-grade spiritual treasure!

Seeing this situation, the four flying yakshas were stunned.

The evil ghosts and wronged souls in the sky were stunned.

Even the bloody skull began to notice something was wrong!