At the same time, the black whirlwinds surrounding the ruined temple suddenly roared and rushed towards Weng Chai's back. The first black whirlwind passed through Weng Chai's body. Weng Chai felt a stir all over his body, and his soul was almost knocked out of his body by the small black whirlwind.

The dozens of small whirlwinds wandered around the ruined temple and continued to approach Weng Chai. There were also several small whirlwinds blew towards Master Qingxu. The yin wind was blew and black air surrounded. Master Qingxu knew that these black whirlwinds were evil spirits condensed by the wronged souls. Once they invaded their bodies, they would occupy their bodies and force their three souls and seven spirits out of their bodies. If it weren't for the kind of person with advanced Taoism, they would be scattered and turned into a walking corpse in one go. He cursed in his heart that Taoist Master Qingfeng was really vicious and actually used this vicious Taoist method to deal with him. This vicious Taoist method could only be used by the Maoshan lineage. He had always thought that he would practice this evil Taoist method, and he would never have thought that even a gentleman like Taoist Master Qingfeng could do such a thing.

If Master Qingxu was usually good, he could still hold on to the pain of the ghost passing through his body and still be able to confine his soul in his body. However, his body bones were too weak now and he could not resist the yin energy at all. Not to mention so many, even if a black whirlwind passed through his body, he would probably not be able to save his old life. Master Qingxu burst into a cold sweat. As the black whirlwinds continued to approach, Master Qingxu was also staggering back, but there were also cold winds behind him, blew his Taoist robe.

Taoist Master Qingxu turned around and saw several small black whirlwinds blew over his back. The black whirlwind faintly transformed into ferocious faces, full of viciousness and hatred. These faces were all alive last night, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into evil ghosts seeking life. This made Taoist Master Qingxu feel a little regretful. He had known that he would not have killed so many people, but now he has shot himself in the foot. However, there is no regret medicine in this world, and the black whirlwinds still blew towards him quickly.

Seeing that there was nowhere to hide, Taoist Qingxu simply sat down, and the cold sweat on his head was endless. He trembled and took out several yellow paper talismans from his arms. He endured the severe pain from his dantian and recited a few spells silently. The golden light of the yellow paper talismans flashed, and was immediately thrown into the air by Taoist Qingxu.

As soon as the yellow paper talismans were removed, they began to rotate on the head of Master Qingxu, locking all directions. This talisman is also a mysterious Taoist technique of Longhu Mountain. It is called the Eight-Term Evil-Suppressing Talisman, which can resist all evil spirits. The higher the Taoist practice, the greater the power. However, Master Qingxu was too serious and could only support this formation composed of talismans. As a golden light flashed at the beginning, it dimmed immediately, and there was only a faint golden light surrounding it.

In an instant, the black whirlwinds roared and hit hard on the eight-way evil-suppressing talisman set up by Master Qingxu. Every time he hit, Master Qingxu's body shook, as if the black whirlwinds were hitting him. Master Qingxu's face turned pale, his throat and eyes were sweet, his internal organs rolled in a while, and the faint true energy in his dantian rushed back and forth, as if he was about to break out of his body.
Chapter completed!