Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 211 Bull Head
On this side, the precarious Ou Mingdong was now being besieged by seven or eight God-Gazing Monks, but his eyes were still fixed with concern on a figure not far away.

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

At first he was charging from the periphery, but the five huge explosions directly destroyed the battle circle in mid-air.

These cultivators of the corpse refining lineage were fearless and brave. The cultivators from the nine sects fled very quickly, but they were afraid that they would not be able to catch anyone to take the blame, so they pulled their own people back one by one.

Many of his fellow disciples from Wushuang Tower who had charged with him had been pulled into the vortex, and even quite a few disciples from other sects were also pulled into the vortex. Su Wanjun was the most unlucky, as she ran a little slower when the battle circle was broken.

The consequence was that he was targeted by a dozen monks of the same level at once, and they pressed him all the way towards the whirlpool.

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

As a genius cultivator in the realm of peeping into the gods, no matter how proud Ou Mingdong was, he had never dared to imagine that one day he would be able to fight eight people alone, but now he has done it.

Even though he was in a very miserable state and was almost beaten to death.

As the fight went on, he suddenly realized something was wrong. The eight monks who were besieging him looked too calm.

No matter if he was occasionally attacked by me, or if he withstood my attack head-on, he remained calm.

He raised the Xiaoyao Fan in a hurry, and strands of golden threads shot out from the fan like silk threads being peeled off a cocoon. The cultivator who was standing closest to him didn't even try to dodge, and his entire chest was pierced by it.

But the opponent didn't feel anything at all and still rushed forward. Several other figures took action at the same time, and seven or eight magical weapons smashed down at the same time. Several ghost shadows came out from the bodies of several cultivators and rushed towards them with roars.

"I am done!"

Ou Mingdong swung out the Xiaoyao Fan, intending to block a few attacks, but it was immediately knocked away by the magic weapon as soon as it left his hand. Now he could only use his true energy as a shield and prepare to take it.

Either hold on or die.

Probably unable to bear it, when Ou Mingdong was feeling desperate, he suddenly felt a burst of heat all around him, and then a huge fire spread out in an instant. In a flash, seven or eight magic weapons were 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 ghost shadows rushed over, the white lotus bloomed instantly, and each petal turned into a sea of ​​fire as it floated out.

Sharp screams instantly rang in the ears, and soon they were burned by the flames. The seven or eight figures mysteriously disappeared at the same time, and fell headfirst to the ground without any warning.

After witnessing all this, Ou Mingdong stood there in a daze.

"Why are you still standing there?"

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

Ou Mingdong reacted instantly and quickly pulled Han Yu, "Help 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 furious and rushed forward without saying a word.

Han Yu shook his head and rushed forward through the air.

A dozen expressionless monks released the ghosts in their bodies at the same time. Su Wanjun felt inexplicably cold in her heart, and felt that the air around her had solidified a little.

The ghost roared miserably and hissed piercingly. It kept circling around in a strange shape and was about to get close to Su Wanjun in an instant.

At the critical moment, Su Wanjun's body was inexplicably wrapped in a warm force. At the same time, a sea of ​​fire swept over. In the raging fire, the ghost kept struggling, wailing, and withering.

After the sea of ​​fire died down, there was no one else in the scene except Su Wanjun. Even the dozen or so monks were gone.

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

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

Ou Mingdong had a gloomy face and was making speculations based on his previous findings.

"I suspect these are no longer normal people, or they are no longer considered living people."

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

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

Ou Mingdong verified his own guess and was also frightened by it, his face turning pale.

Such means are not only unheard of, but also horrifying.

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

"Be careful yourself."

Han Yu suddenly discovered in mid-air a figure constantly moving and changing on the ground. The place was shrouded in black fog from time to time, and a figure kept moving through it.

He hurriedly said a few words and immediately flew down into the air...

Qi Bai used the Five Ghosts' magical powers to constantly change his position. Almost every time he appeared, he was at the location of the Soul-Binding Flag. He collected each blood-glowing flag one by one and restored it to a palm-sized flag, which he then put into his sleeves.

But as he collected more flags, the mysterious power in his body surged more and more.

How can it be?

It was clearly not me who did it, so why would merits be involved?

Now, the merit that was supposed to restore his body has become a weapon hanging over his head. He has a vague intuition that if he continues to take it back, he will probably die on the spot.

Just as he was hesitating, a huge force suddenly hit his chest from behind, and he was hit hard like a sandbag.

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

This sneak attack is perfect!

I let you, a bastard, plot against me in Baidi City.

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

Snapped!
As Han Yu's palm fell, the huge palm also slapped towards Qi Bai's figure, and the ground suddenly shook.

When the dust cleared, Qi Bai's figure was gone.

"Behind me!"

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

Han Yu shot out without thinking, flames surrounded his whole body, and he flew like a fireball.

Qi Bai was covering his chest with his teeth bared. He didn't expect the opponent's strength to be so terrifying that just a sneak attack could cause his internal organs to rupture.

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

If it weren't for the power of merit supporting me at the critical moment, my lungs would have been shattered.

Just as he was thinking this, Qi Bai suddenly felt his scalp tingling, and without thinking, he immediately used the Five Ghosts Magical Power to wrap himself up.

It was almost just a matter of seconds, and when the fireball broke through the air, Qi Bai changed his position in a very dangerous way.

"above!"

The spirit of the weapon stared at the trajectory of the energy and reminded Han Yu of his location in time.

After the attack failed, the fireball immediately stabilized its body and exploded upwards in an instant.

"Changed position again."

"You bastard, you can only run away!"

Han Yu cursed and changed position again to chase.

Qi Bai was in a panic, constantly using his magical powers to change his position, and he was completely devastated.

Damn it, a few days ago, he was able to test him as a master, but today he was being chased like a stray dog. Although life has its ups and downs, why does it have to be so fast?

"It's not a good idea to keep chasing like this."

The spirit of the weapon frowned in its sea of ​​consciousness.

The other party not only possesses supernatural powers, but is also a cultivator in the Transcendent Realm. If we continue chasing him like this, there will definitely be no end to it.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Han Yu asked back unhappily while chasing after him.

"Wasn't the other party just collecting the flags?"

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

Han Yu suddenly smiled knowingly, and the chasing body immediately stopped and dived downwards.

Wisps of divine fire broke into pieces and fell from the sky, and each wisp of flame landed on the Soul-Binding Flag just right, igniting a raging flame on the flag.

In an instant, blood and white flames reflected each other, the wailing of evil spirits continued to sound, and even the flagpole was shaking.

"It's really evil."

Han Yu frowned as he watched all this. The sight of blood was truly depressing.

"Go to hell!"

This move really angered Qi Bai, and the deformed dragon-imprisoning pillar immediately appeared above Han Yu's head.

But before it could fall, it was engulfed by Han Yu's flames.

Han Yu, who was waiting for something to happen, gave a wicked smile and immediately disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was next to Qi Bai.

The other party was obviously still thinking of using the Five Ghosts Technique to move himself out. The black fog had just appeared when it was dispersed by Han Yu's flaming palm.

"You don't have to be like this with me. You are neither from the imperial court nor from the Nine Sects. The hatred between us has not reached this point yet."

Qi Bai retreated repeatedly, his figure flickering constantly, but Shen Tong was no match for him. If they only had to compete in speed, Han Yu was faster than him.

So he could only beg softly and helplessly.

"The Holy Church does not have any ill will towards you. On the contrary, they want to recruit you into the Church. Why do you have to ruin our plans again and again?"

Han Yu ignored him and threw his punches and palms with great force, and the sound of wind and thunder was heard when he threw them out.

Even a cultivator like Qi Bai was terrified.

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

He didn't dare to get close to it. As his spiritual power surged, phantoms of various magical weapons appeared in the air.

"Edict!"

At the same time, phantoms fell down at the same time. Han Yu glanced at them coldly, tensed his strength, shouted angrily and punched forward with all his strength.

Arcs of lightning kept flashing on his arms, and when the flesh and the phantom collided, there was a deafening roar that shook the earth.

Qi Bai was horrified and retreated quickly.

He didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but the moment Han Yu made his move, he seemed to see an extremely huge palm smacking everything away.

This...a blow like this is definitely enough to kill me.

Invincible.

For the first time, such an absurd word appeared in his mind.

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

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

Gathering and fleeing at the same time.

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 knelt on the ground, 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 fright.

"You are really useless."

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

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

As soon as the other party appeared, he waved his hand slightly, and all the remaining flags suddenly moved without wind.

Countless ghost shadows suddenly surged out and rushed towards Han Yu like a tide.

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

When the blood-red light in the formation shone on the ghosts, there were bursts of shrill ghost cries, and all the ghosts 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 came, Han Yu quickly released the white divine fire to protect himself, and then released the white lotus, which exploded with a bang.

The ghosts around disappeared immediately, but before they could be happy, a large group of ghosts gathered again.

"Little brother is very angry!"

The Bull Head covered his mouth with his hands in a delicate smile, but his attack was extremely ruthless. Flags were flying, and several times more ghosts than before entered the room.

"Don't waste your energy, blood and spirit, we still have to complete the task."

Qi Bai staggered to his feet, holding his chest and reminding in a low voice.

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

After Niutou shouted angrily, he waved his slender hand and the blood quickly illuminated Han Yu's entire body red.

A heavy feeling suddenly weighed on his heart.

"What bloody energy!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the weapon spirit had just finished speaking when a familiar small bottle was taken in the hand of the Bull Head.

"Get out of the way!"

This is the same damn thing that the man in black robe used to plot against people.

Xiao Liuli remembered it, and Han Yu also remembered it...

(End of this chapter)