Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Chapter 211 Bull Head

On this side, Ou Mingdong, who was in danger, was now besieged by seven or eight God-Seeking Monks, but his eyes were still concerned about a figure not far away.

Su Wanjun was also surrounded, and her situation was even worse than his...

At first, he was charging at the periphery, and the five huge explosions directly broke the battle circle in the air.

These monks of the Corpse Refining Lineage were fearless, and the monks of the Nine Sects fled quickly, but they were afraid that they would not be able to catch the scapegoat, so they pulled their own people back one by one.

Many of his Wushuang Building brothers who followed him to charge had been pulled into the vortex, and even many disciples from other sects had been pulled into the vortex. Su Wanjun was the most unlucky, and she ran a little slower when the battle circle broke.

The result was that she was targeted by more than ten monks of the same realm at the same time, and they pressed all the way to the vortex.

Ou Mingdong, who had just escaped at that time, immediately rushed back in a frenzy when he saw this, and now they were both trapped.

As a Tianjiao cultivator in the realm of peeping at the gods, no matter how proud he was, Ou Mingdong never dared to imagine that he could fight eight people alone, but now he did it.

Although he was in a very embarrassing situation and was almost beaten to death.

As he was fighting, he suddenly found something wrong. The expressions of the eight cultivators who besieged him were too calm.

Whether they were attacked by him occasionally or withstood his attack head-on, they never changed their expressions.

He hurriedly raised the Xiaoyao fan, and strands of golden silk shot out from the fan like silk and cocoon. The cultivator who was closest to him didn't even try to dodge, and his entire chest was pierced.

But the opponent didn't feel anything at all and continued to rush over. Several other figures launched at the same time, and seven or eight magic weapons smashed at the same time. There were also several ghosts that penetrated through the bodies of several cultivators and rushed over with a roar.

"I'm done!"

Ou Mingdong threw out the Xiaoyao Fan, intending to resist for a while, but he was immediately smashed away by the magic weapon as soon as he let go. Now he could only use his true essence as a shield and prepare to bear it.

Either hold on or die.

When Ou Mingdong was in despair, he felt a sudden heat around him, and then a huge fire spread all over the place. In one encounter, seven or eight magic weapons smashed into the sea of ​​fire at the same time, and there was no sound anymore.

A white lotus floated directly in front of him. When several ghosts rushed over, the white lotus bloomed in an instant, and each petal turned into a sea of ​​fire after it floated out.

The shrill screams instantly resounded in his ears, and soon they were burned by the flames. The seven or eight figures strangely lost their voices together, and fell headfirst without warning.

Ou Mingdong, who witnessed all this, stood there in a daze.

"Why are you still standing there?"

When he spoke, Han Yu appeared in front of him with a bad temper. If he had been a step slower, this damn infatuated seed would have died.

Ou Mingdong reacted instantly and hurriedly pulled Han Yu, "Help to save people, Wanjun is surrounded."

On the other side, Su Wanjun was indeed at the end of her strength. After several fights, her body was covered with wounds. Ou Mingdong was so angry that he rushed up without saying a word.

Han Yu shook his head and rushed to the front.

A dozen expressionless monks released the ghosts in their bodies at the same time. Su Wanjun felt a chill in her heart for some reason, and she felt that the air around her was solidified a little.

The ghost roared shrilly, and the roar was extremely piercing. It kept circling around in a strange shape and was about to stick to Su Wanjun in an instant.

At the critical moment, Su Wanjun was inexplicably wrapped in a warm power. At the same time, a sea of ​​fire swept over. In the fierce fire, the ghosts kept struggling, wailing, and dying.

After the sea of ​​fire dissipated, there was no one else in the field except Su Wanjun, even the dozen monks disappeared?

Ou Mingdong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the three of them met at this time.

"Han Yu, there are ghosts on these monks. After you killed the ghosts twice just now, these monks all fell down."

Ou Mingdong had a gloomy face and was combining his previous findings to speculate.

"I suspect that these are not normal people, or they are not living people."

As if to verify, a ghost was rushing towards them. After Han Yu burned a flame, a figure not far away fell at the same time.

"It is these ghosts that are controlling the bodies of these monks!"

Ou Mingdong verified his guess, and was also frightened by such a guess.

Such a method is not only unheard of, but also horrifying.

I believe that even the Nine Sects may not dare to believe such a method.

"Be careful."

Han Yu suddenly found a figure constantly moving and changing on the ground in mid-air. There was a black fog from time to time, and a figure kept moving in it.

He hurriedly dropped a sentence and immediately broke through the air below...

Qi Bai used the Five Ghosts Magical Power to constantly change his position. Almost every time he appeared, he was at the place where the Soul Binding Flag was. Each flag with blood light was collected one by one and restored to a palm-sized flag, and then put into his sleeves.

But as more flags were collected, the mysterious power on his body surged more and more.

How is it possible?

It was clearly not my hand, why would it involve merit?

Now the merit that should have restored his body has become a sharp weapon hanging over his head. He had a vague intuition that if he collected it again, he would probably die on the spot.

Just when he was hesitating, a huge force suddenly hit his chest from behind, and he was hit hard like a sandbag being thrown out.

After Qi Bai plowed a hundred-meter-long ravine on the ground, Han Yu's grinning face was revealed.

This sneak attack is perfect!

I let you bastard plot against me in Baidi City.

After thinking of this, Han Yu raised his palm, and the ground a hundred meters away suddenly surged, and a huge palm condensed out of the soil.

Snap!

As Han Yu's palm fell, a huge slap also struck Qi Bai's figure, and the ground suddenly trembled.

When the dust and smoke dissipated, Qi Bai's figure was gone.

"Behind me!"

The weapon spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly spoke.

Han Yu shot out without even thinking about it. After the flames surrounded his body, he flew as fast as a fireball.

Qi Bai was grinning and covering his chest. He didn't expect that the opponent's power was so terrifying. Just a sneak attack could break his internal organs.

This damn thing should become the number one corpse king of my holy religion.

If he hadn't been supported by this power of merit at the critical moment, his whole heart would have been shattered.

Just as he was thinking about this, Qi Bai suddenly felt a numbness in his scalp, and immediately wrapped himself with the five ghost powers without thinking.

Almost just a hair away, when the fireball broke through the sky, Qi Bai changed his position in a dangerous way.

"above!"

The weapon spirit kept an eye on the trajectory of the energy, reminding Han Yu of its location in a timely manner.

After the hit failed, the fireball immediately stabilized its figure and then exploded into the air.

"Changed positions again."

"You bastard, you only know how to run away!"

Han Yu cursed and changed positions again to chase.

Qi Bai kept using his magical powers to change positions in embarrassment, and his whole body collapsed.

Damn it, a few days ago I could test him as a master, but today I was being chased like a lost dog. Although life has its ups and downs, why is it so fast?

"It's not an option for you to pursue me like this."

Qi Ling frowned in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Not only does the opponent possess magical powers, but he is also a transcendent monk. If he continues to pursue him like this, there will be no end.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Han Yu asked angrily while chasing after him.

"Didn't the other party just pack up the flag?"

There are many such flags on the ground now, and these flags seem to be very important to them.

Suddenly Han Yu smiled knowingly, and the chasing body immediately stopped and turned to dive downwards.

Wisps of divine fire fell from the air in fragments, and each wisp of flame landed on the soul-binding flag at the right time, igniting raging flames on the flag.

In an instant, blood light and white flames complemented each other, during which the wails of evil ghosts continued to sound, and even the flagpole was shaking.

"It's really evil."

Han Yu frowned and watched all this. The sight of this blood was really depressing.

"Go to hell!"

This move really angered Qi Bai, and the deformed Prison Dragon Pillar immediately appeared above Han Yu's head.

But before it could be smashed down, it was wrapped in Han Yu's flames.

Han Yu, who was waiting for something to happen, smiled evilly and immediately disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already beside Qi Bai.

The other party was obviously still thinking of using the Five Ghost Technique to transport him out. As soon as the black mist appeared, it was dispersed by Han Yu's flaming palm.

"You and I don't have to do this. You are neither from the court nor from the Nine Sects. Our hatred has not reached this level yet."

Qi Bai retreated continuously, and his figure kept flashing. However, if the magical power was not enough, if he only focused on speed, Han Yu was faster than him.

So he could only beg softly.

"The Holy Religion doesn't have much ill will towards you. Instead, it wants to absorb you into it. Why do you have to ruin our affairs again and again?"

Han Yu turned a deaf ear and punched and slapped with great force. After the blow was struck, the wind and thunder roared.

Even monks like Qi Bai were frightened.

Seeing that Han Yu was unmoved, he could only grit his teeth and fight hard.

He didn't dare to get close to him. With the surge of spiritual power, the phantoms of various magical weapons appeared in mid-air.

"Edict!"

For a moment, the phantoms fell down at the same time. Han Yu glanced coldly, tensed up his strength, shouted angrily and punched with all his strength.

Tiny lightning arcs flashed on the arm, and when the body and the shadow collided, there was a loud noise that shook the ground.

Qi Bai was horrified and quickly retreated.

He didn't know if there was an illusion in his eyes just now, but the moment Han Yu took action, he seemed to see a huge palm scattering everything.

This... such a blow is definitely enough to kill him.

Invincible.

This was the first time such a ridiculous word appeared in his mind.

Taking advantage of this gap, he frantically used his spiritual power to retreat.

After a few flashes, he stumbled from the sky and quickly folded the flag.

Fleeing while gathering together.

And the murderous intent in his body had begun to hurt his heart.

"Niutou, if you don't come out, your flag will be gone."

Qi Bai covered his chest and sat on his knees, his face extremely pale.

Suddenly he raised his head and roared.

At this time, Han Yu came to kill him, and Qi Bai's face turned pale with fear.

"You are really useless."

A dissatisfied voice suddenly appeared, and a beautiful figure suddenly appeared at the side.

She was dressed as a Miao girl, with dazzling silver jewelry, and two mysterious runes painted on her face, adding a bit of mystery.

As soon as the opponent appeared and waved slightly, all the remaining flags suddenly disappeared automatically.

Countless ghost figures surged out in an instant, rushing toward Han Yu like a tide.

At the same time, flags rose up from the ground and quickly formed a formation.

After the bloody light in the formation shone on the ghost figures, there were bursts of shrill ghost screams, and all the ghost figures became huge at the same time.

Han Yu was stunned for a moment.

The power of these flags in her hands was completely different from that in Qi Bai's hands.

When the ghost shadow arrived, Han Yu quickly released the white divine fire to protect himself, then released the white lotus and exploded.

The surrounding ghost figures immediately disappeared, but before he could be happy, a large number of ghost figures surrounded him again.

"My little brother is very angry!"

Niu Tou covered his mouth with a sweet smile, but his attack was extremely ruthless. The flag was flying, and several more ghosts were added than before.

"Don't waste your energy, blood and spirit, and still have to do business."

Qi Bai clutched his chest and stumbled to his feet, reminding him in a low voice.

"Shut up, it's none of my business."

After Niutou scolded angrily, he moved his delicate hand, and the blood quickly illuminated Han Yu's whole body red.

A heavy feeling instantly pressed on his heart.

"What bloody energy!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Qi Ling had just finished speaking when a familiar small bottle was held in Niu Tou's hand.

"Get out of the way!"

Isn't this the damn thing that the black robe used to plot against people back then?

Xiao Liuli remembered it, and so did Han Yu...