These low-level talismans are not very powerless, but if dozens of them are stimulated together, their power cannot be underestimated. Even monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage will not deal with it casually.

The fuzzy ghost never expected that Han Ming, who had a look of kindness before, suddenly took action the next moment, and released so many talismans at once and shot towards it.

"If I don't do it, you dare to do it first!" said the fuzzy ghost in a little shocked and angry, but he was not very anxious. Although there were many low-level magic, it was still not easy to hurt it.

"Get up." The fuzzy ghost shadow made a gesture with one hand, and suddenly spewed out a strong yin energy, which drained the surrounding yin energy, forming a two or three feet tall shield of Yin energy, protecting it in the back.

There was a violent roar, and all the magic spells bombarded the Yin Qi shield, emitting bursts of dazzling inspiration.

How powerful is this talisman? It cannot threaten the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but their momentum is quite large, especially the bursting light that made this place gorgeous, and it was a little difficult to see things clearly.

The fighting momentum here was "magnificent", which immediately attracted the attention of the disciples of the four sects. They did not expect that the cultivator at the 12th level of Qi training could make such a move. After they understood that the cultivator at the 12th level of Qi training stage released twenty or thirty talismans in one breath, their hearts twitched. This man was too rich, and the talismans he threw out were clearly a bunch of spirit stones.

However, these disciples of the four sects only slightly diverted their attention. Because they felt the movement of the fuzzy ghosts, the attacks of the dwarfs became even more fierce, which greatly increased the pressure of the disciples of the four sects, and they had almost no power to fight back! They were all in danger, and they could still pay attention to others. They only hope that those cultivators at the 12th level of Qi training could try to hold off the fuzzy ghosts, or the cultivators of a certain sect’s foundation-building stage would turn around, otherwise they would all die.

Although those talismans are all low-level magic, fortunately, they are numerous and their power cannot be underestimated. In the end, they finally dissipated at the same time as the Yin Qi shield.

However, just the moment before the attacks of the talismans disappeared, Han Ming's figure suddenly appeared in front of the Yin Qi shield. With a wave of his hand, he threw out twenty or thirty various fire-type talismans, turning into a sea of ​​fire, and rushing towards the blurred ghost shadows.

The blurred ghost saw a sea of ​​fire coming towards him, but he was not nervous at all. He pushed his hands forward, and a golden gas appeared on his right hand, and a dark gas appeared on his left hand.

The gas in the right hand of Fumiguying is golden in color, and the whole is full of noble aura. What is the imperial aura that is not condensed from a royal family in a country that is exclusively evil. And the dark gas in the left hand of Fumiguying is full of cold and darkness, but it is an extremely pure ghost aura.

"Condensing," the fuzzy ghost shadow put two gases with completely different auras towards the middle door, and at the same time muttering words.

A surprising thing happened. The two gases that should have restrained each other actually blended in water and condensed into another purple-gold gas.

The blurred ghost looked at the sea of ​​fire that had reached the sea of ​​fire in front of him, and sneered, and swung the purple-gold gas in his hand. A small part of the gas formed a small purple-gold shield, covering it up, and the other part formed a ghost-headed sword, which was grabbed by him. Then the confused ghost shadow took the initiative to face the sea of ​​fire and broke in.

On the other side, Han Mingqi's dragon scale armor formed a circle of shield lights, and he also rushed into the sea of ​​fire with one foot.

In the sea of ​​fire, the vague ghost shadow sneered, silently recited a few words of mantras, and suddenly turned into a faint shadow, holding the ghost-headed sword in his hand, rushing towards Han Ming at a very fast speed.

Han Ming slapped the storage bag and released a fiery red sword, carrying a burst of red liquid flames, and slashed towards the blurred ghost. At the same time, he turned into a white phantom with the help of the added effect of the crystal jade cloak and left the place.

The blurred ghost looked at the fiery red sword that was chopping over, and a sneer appeared on his face, without decreasing at all. He just slashed over with a casual sword, and he cut the fiery red sword in half without much effort.

"Hehe." The fuzzy ghost sneered and chased Han Ming without stopping.

Han Ming was cut into two pieces with his fiery red sword. He was shocked. It was a top-grade spiritual weapon. He had just obtained it, but now it was destroyed. The ghost-headed sword condensed by the ghost cultivator was too powerful.

Knowing the sharpness of the ghost-headed sword, Han Ming naturally did not dare to try to resist. He could only activate the crystal jade cloak and escape in the sea of ​​fire at a speed slightly faster than the fuzzy ghost shadow.

Han Ming's strange escape method surprised Miyu Yingying. The cultivator in the Qi training stage was so fast that it was difficult for it to catch up. I really didn't expect it, but Miyu Yingying was not worried. This kid had no energy cultivation, so this kind of escape could not last too long. As long as he was exhausted, it would be extremely easy to capture it!

The fuzzy ghost sneered again, his figure flashed, and he continued to chase after him.

Han Ming released a sea of ​​fire, and his momentum was huge, attracting some disciples of the four sects with relatively high cultivation to see them.

Before, he could barely capture two figures in the sea of ​​fire by using the Heavenly Eye Technique. But when Han Ming and the vague ghost shadow chased each other, the disciples of the four sects were shocked to find that the two were too fast, and their eyes could not see the sounds of these two. If it weren't for the bursts of moving quickly in the sea of ​​fire, the disciples of the four sects would have thought that these two had left the sea of ​​fire!

The disciples of the four sects with the highest cultivation level looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. It is a thing of the past. After all, it is a foundation-building cultivator, but a ghost is naturally good at turning into invisibles and coming and going without a trace. But the cultivator at the 12th level of the Qi Training Cultivator is a real human cultivator. How could he do it!

At the same time, Han Ming looked at the blurred ghost shadow that was following behind him and kept chasing him. He gritted his teeth secretly, turned his head suddenly, and pressed the blurred ghost with one hand. Two extremely thin fiery red needles flashed and disappeared at his fingertips.

After all, the fuzzy ghost shadow is a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage and is always paying attention to Han Ming's movements, so two thin needles flashed away immediately. It waved the ghost-headed sword in its hand without thinking.

"Dang." The ghost-headed sword hit two thin needles in one go, chopping them away.

The fuzzy ghost did not stop, but took the opportunity to draw a long sword and cut towards Han Ming obliquely.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Han Ming's eyes. He ignored the long sword at all. Instead, he pinched his fingers suddenly. Another red needle suddenly appeared in front of the blurred ghost's forehead and stabbed it hard. It was a completely life-defeating method of both sides.

Han Ming was surprised by the fuzzy ghost shadow, but he sneered in his heart. The ghost-headed sword in his hand continued to exert force and still slashed hard. However, the magic trick in his hand changed, and the purple aura on the purple shield on other parts of his body condensed in front of his forehead. It seemed that he was planning to take the blow from this top-quality Red Shadow Needle.

It’s no wonder that this vague ghost is not too prepared for it. The monks in the Qi training stage cannot wield all the power of the top-grade spiritual weapon. Although this thin needle is a top-grade spiritual weapon, it is ultimately controlled by a monk in the Qi training stage, so it doesn’t take too much effort to block it.

As the vague ghost thought, the fine needle really did not break through his purple-gold shield. It was blocked halfway through it and was still embedded on the shield. It could not be pulled out at all, and could only tremble continuously.

The Fuguiying Shadow sneered, and the long sword in his hand was even more urgent. He cut it straight and wanted to cut Han Ming in half. The Fuguiying Shadow thought so. He first chopped Han Ming off, then immediately used the secret method to seal his magic power, then hang his life, and then sent him on the way after asking his father to force the death contract.

However, it was beyond the expectation of the vague ghost shadow. The ghost-headed sword was about to reach its capacity, but this human monk did not have the expression of a disaster at all. Instead, he grinned at it, as if some conspiracy had succeeded!
Chapter completed!