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Chapter seven hundred and seventy-two collapse

What the Ghost Lord likes is the power of this soul-torn banner.

The soul-summoning banner had two magic patterns, which exceeded his expectations and made him ecstatic.

But he had never seen two magic weapons with magic patterns, and he didn't know how powerful the two magic patterns had.

At this moment, there were thunderous waves in the sky. Through the barrier at the air window, the sky suddenly dimmed, and countless electric arcs surging in the clouds.

This is not the Yuncai, it is clearly a Yincai far better than Yuncai. The soul-stricken ancestors in this world all "have no blessings to eliminate" the disaster of heaven and earth.

With the extraordinary insight of the Ghost Lord, he naturally knew that with such strange changes in lightning in the clouds, the Yin Tribulation would definitely not exceed thirty breaths, whether to live or die, whether to succeed or fail, the Ghost Lord never had such a difficult choice.

Thump, Xu Yi collapsed on the ground, and his ghosts continued to pour into the aperture. However, this influx was not Xu Yi's insistence at all, but the attraction derived from the aperture, forcibly attracting the ghosts on his spiritual platform to gather towards the aperture.

Xu Yi was embarrassed and gave the ghost master the last courage. He forced himself to control his mind, let out a painful howl again, and then divided the karma fire of candlelight, wrapped around a narrow ghost, and rushed towards the aperture.

He was sure that this candlelight-sized karma fire could defeat Xu Yi, who had fallen on the edge of collapse, and he would forcibly collect it, escape underground and escape from the Yin disaster.

As long as the soul-torn banner is finally integrated with his ghost mark, even if he goes through a lot of hardships and sacrifices and refining, he will be worth it.

As for killing Xu Yi, it is simple to say that every breath is crucial at the moment. If you want to kill Xu Yi, you have to separate the ghost again and finally control the soul-suming banner.

At this time, the ghost master cannot be delayed, and he can only achieve his achievements in one battle.

Seeing the ghost master's actions, Xu Yi felt cold. He fought hard, and even reached the limit.

The ghostly little man deep in the spiritual platform is completely hazy, and he can't even see the outline clearly. No matter how hard the halo can be pulled, he can only distinguish a lighter ghost.

But when the ghost master's ghost attacked again, he was unable to resist at all. Even though the battle was just now, his ghost had surpassed the ghost master's ghost. The number of victory or defeat was not in the process, but in the result.

In the dark, he could sense the sacrifice of the soul-striking banner. The main priest of the ghost is the key method to control the soul-striking banner. Whoever laughs the last will win everything.

All the efforts of the loser are to add luster to the power of the Soul Conjuring Banner.

Seeing that the candlelight karma fire of the ghost master had been separated from his body, several foggy ghosts had already been wrapped up at the karma fire, Xu Yi's eyes showed despair, and then he was sprinkled. Indeed, he had done his best, and obeyed God's will, why would he feel ashamed?

At this moment, the ghost master's hideous and complacent face suddenly became stunned, and the surprise burst out from his expression was extremely strange.

But he was a little stunned. His extremely broken image of the cup fire broke out in an instant with a bang.

Before the ghost that was hit was enough to wrap the karma fire, it disappeared out of thin air. The karma fire lost control and fell on the ground, turning into a pure white decay liquid, falling on the ground, burning out a bottomless pit.

The karma fire disappeared and the ghost soul dissipated. The ghost master's image suddenly changed and changed his face. The broken cup of karma fire condensed again and turned into the size of a wine cup.

"Brother Li!"

Xu Yi exclaimed in surprise, his voice weakened.

The appearance of the ghost soul was actually Li Xiuluo.

In the battle of the imperial court, the ghost master fled in panic and his cultivation retreated wildly. This invasion even surpassed the power of the imperial court.

With such a quick supplement, it was hard for Xu Yi not to expect that Li Xiuluo would have become the tonic for the Ghost Lord.

He felt quite sad, and there was one less friend in the world.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Li Shura was reborn from the ghost master's Yin body.

It turned out that Li Shuluo was used by the ghost master to use the illusion body of his deceased wife Aluo, and he deceived him into losing his mind, allowing the ghost master to take advantage of the situation and his Yin body was swallowed.

When Li Shura came to his senses, it was too late. At that time, the Ghost Lord's secret technique had been activated and he could not resist at all.

Li Shuluo was shocked and quickly faced the reality. He suffered a lot of twists and turns and his talent was also extremely powerful. Otherwise, he would not have been able to cultivate to the realm of King of Light within a mere hundred years.

In a dangerous situation, he made a quick decision, gave up his struggle, and even gave up a large number of ghosts and sent them to the Ghost Lord to devour him, until he finally turned into a bead-like soul body and was absorbed by the Ghost Lord.

Everything seemed to be Li Shura who was completely in a dead end, but in fact it was Li Shura who did not hesitate to take his life to see it and used secret techniques to seal all soul consciousness and carry it in his soul body.

Only in this way can he maintain a little true spirit.

And Li Shuluo was betting on Xu Yi.

He knew very well that the Ghost Lord did not hesitate to pollute the Ghost Yuan and forcibly improve his strength, so he was Xu Yi.

At that time, he was useless to resist, so he simply used secret techniques to completely immerse himself in his soul consciousness.

What was waiting for was the Ghost Lord and Xu Yi fighting. When it reached a critical moment, he might break out of his cocoon.

Li Xiuluo was praised by the Ghost Lord as a rare ghost cultivator. He did not gain a reputation. His ability to immerse himself in his soul consciousness and return to nothingness could not even see through the Ghost Lord.

In other words, the Ghost Lord was too lazy to think deeply. He completed the devouring and accommodated Li Shura's ghost essence on himself. Even if Li Shura had the ability to be in heaven, he could completely assimilate his ghost essence over time.

As for the stalemate between Xu Yi and the Ghost Lord, it is not considered by the Ghost Lord.

Not to mention that in order to forcibly improve his cultivation, he used the secret method of turning the Yuan, swallowing 100,000 blood food, and swallowing Li Shura's large amount of ghost essence.

Just because of Xu Yi's final battle in the imperial court, the Ghost Lord even doubted whether Xu Yi could survive. Even if he survived, he would survive and kill him and kill him, but he would just turn his back.

Everything was as expected by the Ghost Lord. When I saw Xu Yi again, this peerless monster with a huge evil spirit had already become a shady demon.

Who could have predicted that the core of the struggle was transferred to the Soul Conjuring Banner. After several rounds, Li Shura really had an opportunity to see. Taking advantage of the collapse of the ghost's main business, he suddenly launched and seized control of this powerful Yin body in one fell swoop.

It's complicated, but it's just a moment.

Xu Yi called out, and Li Xiuluo bowed to him, "Brother Xu, it's been a long time since he was gone."

Xu Yi smiled miserably and wanted to raise his hand, but he realized that his whole body was extremely sore and could not move at all. He glanced at the dark clouds outside the window that had gradually gathered into shape, and said anxiously, "Brother Li retreat quickly, please help me find Yan Zi, thank you."

Now that things have come to this point, the situation inevitably collapses.

When it comes to refining weapons alone, the situation at this moment is almost beyond perfection. A faint ghost kept surging towards the soul-summoning banner, and the aperture gradually narrowed. A large amount of soul power was injected into the soul-summoning banner.
Chapter completed!
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