"Good come!"

The Ten Thousand Ghost Banner appeared in Shang Biao's hand, and the magic sword hangs in front of him. Nearly a thousand ghosts surged out, filling up the small space.

Although the ghost soul has no entity, the old ghosts that Shang Biao took in are all old ghosts, who are extremely proficient in manipulating ghost energy, showing off their bodies, sucking Yang, and ghost sluts.

Opposite him, Caiyu Shaman, who was suddenly surrounded by a large number of ghosts, looked ugly and showed unconcealed shock in her eyes. If she hadn't been possessed by Bai Xian, she would have probably been sucked into a human fuck in an instant.

The white fairy showed the standard defensive posture after the hedgehog was attacked, rolled her body into a ball, and firmly protected the colorful shaman.

Shang Biao's magic power was input into the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, preparing to summon Zhong Kui's soul-slaying sword, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The colorful shaman suddenly rotated on the spot like a gyro, and hedgehog needles as thick as little fingers flew out from the white fairy.

The ghosts surrounding him made a shrill cry, and this pointed needle could obviously hurt the soul body.

Seeing endless sharp needles coming, Shang Biao had no choice but to stop the infusion of magic power. Otherwise, even if he could kill the other party's soul and spirit, he would probably not be much better than the other party.

The flagpole was inserted into the floor and he picked it up with a piece of gravel half a person tall, like a hedgehog needle.

Shang Biao took out the body of the senior brother and blocked it in front of him, rushed to a place five or six steps away from the Colorful Feather Shaman, and his mental impact was released.

"puff"

At the moment the skill was released, Shang Biao felt his head as if it was smashed by an iron hammer, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out uncontrollably.

The Caiyu Shaman on the opposite side was not much better than Shang Biao who was backfired by the skills. The white fairy on her body became illusory, and her whole body was shaking, like she was drunk.

After his consciousness recovered, Shang Biao endured his physical discomfort and immediately used the magic shackles to stab forward.

The white fairy who stood in front of Caiyu Shaman was passed by the magic sword, let out a sharp and terrifying cry, and penetrated into Caiyu Shaman's body.

Its host was awakened and barely avoided the vital points, but its chest was still penetrated by a magic sword.

Due to this severe injury, the Caiyu Shaman, who was responsible for guarding the prison, did not care about anything else and covered his chest and fled out.

"I want to escape again, are you leaving this time?"

Shang Biao wiped the corner of his mouth and said sternly. The Yin Talisman took action and the curse was almost finished before the Caiyu Shaman disappeared.

Countless ghost claws rose from the ground, greedily licked the blood on the ground, and climbed upward along the trousers of the colorful shaman.

At the same time, the old singing sounded, and the little ghost driven by Shang Biao quickly melted away like he was splashed with oil.

Cai Yusa felt her feet relaxed and was about to continue to take steps, feeling a fatal threat coming from behind, and she couldn't help but look back.

I saw a strong man in brocade clothes with a steel beard on his face waving the sword in his hand at her. This sword locked the soul, and the Caiyu Shaman knew that he could not avoid it.

If Bai Xian was there, she would have the means to resist. However, due to Shang Biao's magic sword, Bai Xian had returned to her body to heal her wounds and could not appear again.

Two light balls that were hard to see in the naked eye flew out, and the Caiyu Shaman felt his mind sinking, as if he had lost something, and his reaction began to be slow.

The silver-white magic sword flashed in the darkness, bringing a ray of blood.

Caiyu Shaman slowly fell down with unwilling eyes.

"I'm so stingy, and I'm in vain!"

Seeing that no treasure chest was floating, Shang Biao couldn't help but curse, and based on the principle of waste utilization, he walked up to put away the body of Caiyu Shaman.

Then, he did not delay, so he recalled the ghost and continued to move forward with the glow stick used for lighting.

After a while, two rows of braziers appeared when they met, illuminating the surrounding cells.

"There are fellow White Lotus Sects inside, and they are here to rescue them by the orders of the guardians of Qi."

Shang Biao asked loudly, throwing the glow stick in his hand forward to test if there is any trap.

"Is the Protector Qi Linqing, is it Qi Linqing and Brother Qi?"

A weak voice came from the third cell on the left, revealing Qi Linqing's real name.

"good"

Seeing that there was no danger, Shang Biao quickly stepped forward and walked to the cell.

A middle-aged man covered in blood scabs was hung in the center of a cell in a large shape with iron chains as thick as his arms.

"Boy, you're the only one? Where is Brother Qi?"

"The Protector Qi is still in the Ganqing Palace. We wanted to destroy the Golden Palace of the Soochow and come here again. Unexpectedly, the shaman sacrifices were prepared, but now the Protector Qi is surrounded. It is precisely because of this that after escaping by chance, we broke into Kunning Palace as soon as possible."

Shang Biao explained, cut off the iron chain and put the man down.

"Well, you smell bloody. The smelly hedgehog guarding here was killed by you?"

"That's right."

"Well done, are there any pills to restore magic power? That slutty fox comes to absorb the man's magic energy every day. I have to recover quickly and then help Brother Qi kill the old slut."

"For you, I wonder if I have any fellow White Lotus Sect in this prison."

After taking the pill taken out by Shang Biao, the middle-aged man swallowed it directly and took a breath before saying.

"The second to last room, go and see if Old Man Gao is dead. If he dies, he will be gone."

After saying that, the man stopped paying attention to Shang Biao and recovered from his knees cross-legged.

"Friends, how about putting it down and getting out of the cage?"

Shang Biao had just walked out of the middle-aged man's cell. The prisoner who had been buried in his face in the cell opposite suddenly raised his head, revealing a pale and handsome face, and his turbid eyes were staring at him.

"You don't seem to be a believer of the mother without birth, right?"

"Although I am not a member of the White Lotus Sect, the enemy is a friend. Your Dharma protectors are in a hard battle. If I have more help, I will have more chances of winning.

Relying on the half-dead man opposite, you all protect the Dharma's efforts will be in vain.

As long as I let me go out, I will not only help you protect the Dharma, but I will also like to thank my friends."

Shang Biao smiled at the corner of his mouth, not sympathizing with this person's reasons.

He had the intention to let all the prisoners here leave and create chaos, but he just said thank you. This is not his personality.

"I want magic weapons or other things that save lives. You can use them to buy money for life. It's not impossible for me to let you go.

I only value it in front of me, and I never believe it for my illusion in the future. Besides, if you can enter this, I am probably not a good person. Whether the words you say are trustworthy is really doubtful.

If you don’t want others to know about your miserable situation, it is not impossible to silence me. I will give you five numbers to consider, take out the things, I will let you go, and if you can’t take them out, just stay well!"

After Shang Biao finished speaking, counting down from five, counting one for each step.

“Three, two~”

Seeing Shang Biao disappearing from sight, the prisoner in the cell became anxious.

"Slowly, come here."

"That's right. Nothing outside of your body is important."
Chapter completed!