Chapter 872 (1/2)
Before the crowd, a young man in purple soft armor, with a little shock under his mask, was Du Shaofu and the disciples of the Seven Star hall.
His unreal and ferocious body, with his blood red eyes, looks at hundreds of people like Du Shaofu, without any fear, but shows a look of greed.
Lin Weiqi looked at the dozens of ferocious and illusory figures, and her beautiful eyes trembled. She said, ”it's those evil spirits that breed here, can devour people's spiritual soul and grow stronger, and they can also go up. It's very strange and difficult to entangle, and it's difficult to completely eliminate them by ordinary attacks.”
”Do it!”
Dongli Diao looked at the ten odd Taoist figures, who were still facing them at the moment. After a big drink, the figure suddenly flashed out.
”Destroy...”
At the same time, Lin weiqi, Wu Ma Sheng, Sun Yi, Shi Shi and so on all of a sudden.
One after another, the mysterious Qi fluctuated and the rune flickered. It was as fast as the lightning's bombardment to the more than ten evil spirits.
”Bang bang bang!”
The deep sound of the explosion suddenly spread around, the energy swept through the waves, and even the surrounding black fog was shaken away.
In a short time, the bodies of more than ten evil spirits were carved in Dongli, together with Lin weiqi, Sun Jia, stone, Wuma Sheng, Yu Bai, Tao Yu, Yu Mingyuan, and so on. All of them were smashed to pieces.
”Hula...”
The bodies of more than ten evil spirits were shattered and turned into blood evil spirits and black fog.
”Woo...”
But at this moment, the space suddenly changes, in the air fluctuations in the blood evil breath and black fog, the moment is gathered together.
The breath is still suddenly enhanced, comparable to the Wu Emperor's realm. With strange Qi and speed, they directly plunder the disciples of the Seven Star hall like lightning.
”Be careful!”
The sound of Du Shaofu's drinking came out, and his figure was like lightning, and he went straight to the evil spirits.
”Woo!”
But at the moment, Lin weiqi and donglidiao did not expect such changes to emerge. The broken evil spirits could not only reunite, but also become stronger.
That evil spirit pours out, the speed is too fast, instantly got into the eyebrow heart of a youth of Seven Star Hall who has not yet returned to God and is shocked by it.
He was a disciple of Yuheng hall. His accomplishments were just the beginning of King Wu's reign.
As a stream of blood evil spirit gushed out and swept through, the young people in the Yuheng hall were red in their eyes.
His whole body was haunted by black fog, his veins were exposed, and his face became ferocious.
The youth of Yuheng hall, who was possessed by evil spirits, looked around with red eyes, and seemed to be afraid of it, and didn't let it explode at once.
”No, if you are possessed by evil spirits, you will devour your spirit and soul. No one can help you.”
Lin Weiqi is charming and dignified. Those evil spirits can't help but watch.
”Damn it!”
Du Shaofu scolded secretly, and his eyes flashed cold under his mask. He waved his hand, and the secret patterns of the talisman condensed and swept out.
The blade of this grass is long and slender, just like a real object, and its talisman and secret patterns are flashing.
As the grass swept out, the surrounding space trembled, and the young man possessed by evil spirits suddenly began to tremble in his red eyes.
”Go!”
Du Shaofu drank lightly, and a grass in his hand whirled. The rune beam then turned into thunder and bound to the youth of Yuheng Hall who was possessed by evil spirits.
This grass can clean Lingtai and suppress all evils!
This is Dongming grass, which can suppress all evil spirits.
At the moment, the red eyes of the Yuheng hall were stunned, and the sound of ”Wuwu” was incessant, which made people feel extremely harsh and uncomfortable. The strange breath of blood evil broke out and wanted to break away from the cover of Dongming grass.
However, the Dongming grass is the killer of this evil spirit. No matter how hard it tries to avoid and struggle, it is finally shrouded. A beam of rune is swept into the eyebrows of the disciples of Yuheng hall.
”Wuwu...”
That Yuheng hall disciple eyebrow heart, a black fog streamed out, quickly fled.
”Out!”
Du Shaofu drank softly, and the beam of Dongming grass overtook him and went directly to the black fog.
That kind of blood evil spirit diffuses the black fog, then is directly destroyed clean, turns into white smoke to dissipate.
Finally, there are many clear spirits in this space, which makes people feel refreshed.
”Poo Hoo...”
The young man in Yuheng hall spits out smoke from his mouth. His face is pale, but the black fog is slowly disappearing, and his eyes are returning to normal.
The young man looked around in a daze. It seemed that he didn't know what had just happened. He didn't know that he had just escaped from death. He had gone back and forth from the ghost gate.