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Chapter 42 Soul-Respecting Banner

Hahaha……
Wang Sanku laughed to the sky, as if he wanted to release all the stale aura that had been accumulated in his heart these days.
"A mere village, and still want to trap me? It's a joke!"
"In my eyes, you are all mortals."
"And you..." Wang Sanku reached out and pointed behind him, and his domineering aura was leaking, as if the prohibited cultivation level had returned to his body again.
The person he was referring to was Ning Cangxue with murderous intent on his face.
The latter followed the other three people including Zhang and Zhang, and had a very good chance to enter the small world.
However, all of this was destroyed by Wang Sanku.
"Wang Sanku!" Ning Cangxue roared angryly, and the souls of the demons dancing in the sky became even more crazy because of his roar.
The purple-edged banner flutters in the wind, like a sky-covering curtain, lying above the square.
Even the old ghost in the realm of Condensing the True Realm was suppressed by this force.
"What is this?" The old man ghost looked at the sky in surprise.
Hahaha……
Wang Sanku laughed happily, with a look of pride in his eyes, "If it weren't for you, how could I enter here so easily?"
"Just relying on you ants, how can you be qualified to cooperate with me?"
"Hahaha, when I go out from here, let alone small big villages, even the forces you are in will be annexed one by one."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and looked up at the sky with arrogance and domineering face.
At this moment, a big foot suddenly appeared in front of him.
The expression on his face suddenly froze, and there was doubt, confusion, and a hint of horror in the depths of his eyes.
"How is this possible? What is this?"
Before he could react, he was kicked hard in the face by his big feet. He flew back from the entrance at a faster speed than he had been there and hit Ning Cangxue.
The powerful force caused two powerful people in the ninth level of the Qi-Tenator Realm who had their cultivation blocked to squirt blood.
Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.
The first person to react was the deaf woman. She saw her husband die by being penetrated by Wang Sanku and died. The anger in her heart could no longer be controlled.
The moment Wang Sanku fell to the ground, he rushed over in a mad manner, scratching and biting.
After Ning Cangxue was a little stunned, he reached out and grabbed it from the air. The purple-edged banner in the air fluttered in the wind. A huge ghost flew out from it and sank into his body.
A roared to the sky, and blood vessels bulged on the exposed skin.
Accompanied by a slight click, the originally blocked cultivation level returned to his body again, and he couldn't help but let out a long roar and rushed towards the portal.
"Damn it!" The old ghost roared and opened his mouth and sucked violently.
Dozens of ghosts were swallowed directly by him, but the number of ghosts was too large and they were dragged down, and they were unable to do anything.
Other powerful people at the ninth level of Qi-induced realm saw the opportunity and rushed towards the portal in a crowd.
Buzz...
The space of a thousand feet radius suddenly trembled, and a ripples of water spread out from the center.
In the sky, a clear big hand appeared out of thin air. With two fingers pinched, the purple-edged black banner was pinched between the two fingers, and then shook it gently.
The ghosts around him stagnated, and then they all retracted into the black banner like light flowing backwards.
Ning Cangxue had already stepped into the portal with one foot, and he could enter it the next moment.
His face also showed ecstasy.
Then, at the last moment, the smile on his face stiffened.
The ghost that had originally penetrated into his body emerged and flew back into the black banner.
He suddenly lost his strength, his body became weak, and he fell to the ground, with a deep sense of reluctance in his eyes.
Losing the suppression of the purple-edged banner, the ghost old man flashed and turned into a ray of black smoke, shuttled through the crowd.
"You bastards!" The old man ghost was very angry and knocked down all the monks who rushed towards the portal, blocking their cultivation.
In the sky, the purple-edged black banner, which was pinched by the giant hand, slowly landed, and then floated in front of the old man ghost. Lin Qin's voice came from his ears, "This purple-edged black banner is the treasure of the Demon Cloud Sect. If I expected it, it should be the Soul-Sacred Banner. With it, your strength will more than double."
"I won't interfere in this matter, you can do it yourself!" Lin Qin was also a little angry. With his current spiritual power, it was not easy to block the portal.
If one doesn't notice, these people will make a mess here.
The old man ghost smiled, the ghost energy surged in his body, and the purple-edged black banner in his hand kept trembling.
The moment Lin Qin grabbed this magic weapon, he wiped away the mark of the previous master with powerful divine thoughts.
In just a moment, it was refined by the old man ghost.
"It's actually a top-quality treasure, and it's still a growing soul sail, not bad... not bad!"
The old man ghost became happier the more he thought about it, and he couldn't help but laugh strangely.
"Go for me!" Then, with a slight shaking of the black banner in his hand, ten ghost shadows rushed out, each with the strength of the ninth level of the Qi-induced realm.
Ten black shadows were shuttled back and forth between the disciples of the Demon Cloud Sect, and shrill screams came out, falling down one after another.
While falling down, the soul and blood and energy in the body were swallowed by the ghosts.
Lin Qin's spiritual sense spread out, isolating all the ordinary mortals in Dadi Village, so they naturally could not see the tragedy inside.
Soon, ten ghosts returned to the old ghost again, showing their bodies, each with abominable face and a hideous expression.
In the middle of the square, there are only a few strong men from the ninth level of the Qi-induced realm left.
"I'm going to kill you!"
"Kill you!"
The deaf woman and Wang Sanku were like villains in the city, fighting each other.
The latter's face seemed to have been scratched by a cat, with wounds dripping blood and his clothes were torn into rags.
"You crazy woman!" Wang Sanku kept cursing.
A strange smile flashed across the old man's face, and the big banner in his hand shook again, and ten ghosts rushed out again, sank into the bodies of ten powerful people in the ninth level of the Qi-induced realm.
Wang Sanku and the deaf woman's movements froze, and their bodies flew backwards three feet away without helping to control, and then hovered in the air.
The same is true for others, all hovering in the air and it is difficult to move at all.
"Former...sen!" Li Mofeng, the head of the Li family, showed a look of horror in his eyes. He could not feel the existence of his body, and only his head could move.
"Shut up, you call him Li Mofeng. Originally, Li Yunyue and my Dadi Village still had some cause and effect, but unfortunately you don't know how to cherish it. Since that's the case, just go to the entrance of the village and hang it."
The old man ghost glared and raised his hand and pointed.
Li Mofeng flew to the entrance of the village like a puppet carrying a string, in a large shape and hung in the air.
At this time, other forces who were still hesitating whether to rush in, were so scared that they retreated, their eyes full of fear.
"Wang Sanku, since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!" The old ghost man turned his eyes and looked at Wang Sanku.
Chapter completed!
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