Chapter 10 Single fight or group fight?

Turning his head, Zheng Yi took a step and disappeared from the inn room.

When he saw the light again, he had returned to the doomsday world again.

Still in that area, not far from the garage turn.

Waving the soul-capturing flag casually, the black mist surged, and seventy-seven forty-nine ghosts emerged.

Although Zheng Yi escaped from the underground garage last time with the help of the protection of the ghost in the soul-stirring flag.

But the spirit that had been refined only disintegrated in form and returned to the soul-stirring banner as ghost energy.

These ghosts cannot be killed so easily.

Even if they die, as long as their spiritual imprint remains, these ghosts will still be reborn in the soul-stirring banner, but they will consume a lot of Yin energy in the banner.

It should be because the Soul-Capturing Banner has been refined into a natal magic weapon. Those ghosts are covered with a layer of black and red armor. They originally only fought with their claws, but now they all have weapons.

These weapons condensed by Qingxuansha are covered with strange dark red lines. They include swords, spears, halberds, axes and hooks. The power of the bladed weapons is naturally more than a pair of ghost claws.

When he was still at the third level of Qi training before, Zheng Yi would not easily release all the ghosts from the soul-destroying banner every time he fought.

It's not that he is unwilling to do this, but that it consumes a lot of money. With his cultivation and spiritual power, he cannot sustain such a high-intensity battle for a long time.

It’s not that you are unwilling, but that you are powerless.

But with the improvement of his natal magical weapon, the Soul Capturing Banner, and after reaching the fourth level of Qi training, Zheng Yi now summoned all forty-nine ghosts in one breath, and the spiritual support in his body also increased. That's enough.

This time, Zheng Yi shook the soul-capturing flag, shrouded in huge black mist, and there were gusts of sinister wind.

Not controlled by Zheng Yi, under the arrangement of the female ghost in red, the seven or forty-nine ghosts were divided into three teams.

A team of fifteen fierce ghosts, and the other three most powerful old ghosts, led by the female ghost in red, provide support at any time.

I don’t know if it was because of the natal magic weapon that was refined after the blood sacrifice. Zheng Yi found that the female ghost in red seemed to have her IQ activated. He couldn’t help but be a little surprised when he saw how she was arranging her troops.

But this is all a good thing. No matter how the ghost in the Soul-Capturing Banner evolves, as long as you have enough cultivation, you can firmly control it in your hands.

After all, the natal imprints of these evil ghosts are all in the soul-capturing flags, and the power of life and death can be said to be within one's own thoughts.

Looking at the soul-capturing flag that was beginning to take shape, Zheng Yi nodded with satisfaction.

Then he stretched out his hand and put all the ghosts back into the soul-capturing flag.

Get ready and attack with all your strength.

But before that, we still have to hide something, so as not to alert others.

Zheng Yi would be really depressed if the three century-old green ghosts were scared away.

......

In the dim underground garage, when Zheng Yi stepped into this familiar territory again.

Without him taking the initiative to seduce me, three shrill and harsh howls of ghosts and ghosts immediately came to my ears.

“唳!”

"唳!"

The sharp sound penetrates the membranes, vibrates the nerves, and forms a soul-stirring magic sound that shocks the soul.

However, Zheng Yi refined his natal magic weapon, the Soul-Capturing Banner, and with this magic weapon sitting on his soul, he was not afraid of this level of soul impact at all.

In addition, his cultivation has entered the fourth level of Qi training. Although it is only a first level, it represents the formal entry from the early stage of Qi training to the middle stage of Qi training.

The strength has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Faced with the threat of these three old ghosts, Zheng Yi fled in a panic.

But a gentleman takes revenge from morning to night.

So now that he has turned over, Zheng Yi immediately came to take revenge.

The threat posed by the demonic sound and ghostly roar to him has been greatly reduced. The underground garage was windy and full of abandoned cars, and the surface was covered with thick dust.

There are many cars among them, which look like expensive brands at first glance, but now they have also become worthless in the catastrophe and have been reduced to scrap metal.

Ordinary people are so fragile. When a real disaster strikes, whether they are poor or rich, they are just like ants, there is no difference.

Standing in the center of the garage, Zheng Yi reached out and made a move, and the Soul Capturing Banner, which had turned into a natal magic weapon, appeared in his hand.

With a gentle wave, Zheng Yi's figure was immediately enveloped in thick mist.

At the same time, a shadowy ghost appeared, forming a huge encirclement, protecting Zheng Yi at the center.

Then, almost instantly, he felt a sharp impact sweeping over him.

The temperature of the abandoned underground garage immediately changed from the normal indoor temperature to below zero.

Amid the howling wind, three green-faced and fanged evil spirits appeared again, staring at Zheng Yi fiercely.

But he looked at the soul-capturing flag in his palm with fear.

"Hello..."

Looking at the three green-faced and fanged evil spirits, Zheng Yi nodded to them and said with a chuckle.

“It seems that we are enemies on a narrow road.”

“We meet again, three old ghosts, I’m here to take revenge...”

Although I don’t know what Zheng Yi is talking about , but judging from his appearance, it shouldn’t be a good thing to say.

The three evil spirits were suspended in mid-air with ferocious expressions. They all opened their mouths full of fangs at Zheng Yi and roared angrily.

“Roar!”

The stronger soul impact made Zheng Yi frown.

But with the protection of his natal magic weapon, the Soul-Capturing Banner, although he felt that his spirit was being impacted, he was still within the tolerance range.

But it’s not Zheng Yi’s style to be beaten passively and not fight back.

He cursed with a smile.

"It's rude not to reciprocate, so you should try this trick of mine."

"After all, I am a demon cultivator!!"

On Santou The old ghost roared ferociously and wanted to rush over.

The Soul Capturing Flag in Zheng Yi's hand floated in his palm, and strange blood lines spread out, forming a huge formation.

In the thick black mist, there were many ghosts. Under the mobilization of the main soul in red, all the evil ghosts quickly sprang out and surrounded them all at once. Instead, they trapped three old ghosts with hundreds of years of experience. Central.

“Now you have two choices, one-on-one, or a group fight?”

“One-on-one, it means you three old ghosts fighting against my group of men.”

"A group fight means that a group of my men will beat you three..."

"You can choose any way you want, I am very democratic here."

Zheng Yi's face showed an expression of victory.

Bah!

唳......

I couldn’t understand what Zheng Yi was saying, but the three green-faced old ghosts were already stimulated by his provocative demeanor. They let out a sharp whistle and rushed towards him quickly. .

Zheng Yi stepped back, waved the soul-capturing flag, and said.

“You guys, rush for me!”

Sharp ghost screams came one after another. The three old ghosts were as fast as a flash and their skin was ashen. The evil spirit inside tore him in half.

But with the female ghost in red as the main spirit in the formation, Zheng Yi waved the soul-catching flag, and a steady stream of Yin Qi was immediately replenished. The ghost immediately healed and went to the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)