At the top of Moji Mountain, there are gusts of chilly wind. The ghost driven out by the death order floated and transformed into countless terrifying forms, biting towards a group of Taoist monks.

Lu Yue saw a trace of sadness and anger on several big ghost faces, and she didn't know whether it was better to sigh or not. She is the only little one in this ancient magic weapon ghost face banner, who has not yet reached the level of alchemy cultivation, but still occasionally has her own consciousness.

Today, the leader of the banner, Ding Qishan, was surrounded by twenty-four elemental infants from the Taoist sect, and the plan was sent to Mount Moji. Regardless of whether he can escape in the end, these ghost flags are definitely cannon fodder, and there is no one to help them. From then on, they will disappear into thin air, and even reincarnation is impossible.

Lu Yue's small soul shadow was mixed with many large soul shadows, and she rushed over recklessly with her teeth and claws. She had long been fed up with being tortured to the extreme by the demonic flame of the ghost face flag all morning and night, but unfortunately became a ghost flag. She couldn't even let the ghost body seek death on its own.

Watching the successive companions freeze into pieces with a casual finger from the beautiful female cultivator. The tip of the sword shattered into ice and fell to the ground, and a hint of coldness and a sense of relief flashed in Lu Yue's eyes.

By the way, only such great power can completely isolate her from that annoying ghost faced banner. With a hint of a smile, Lu Yue's small soul shadow arrived in front of the female cultivator, and as soon as a sense of familiarity arose, it froze into pieces.

Seeing other companions shattered into pieces. The female cultivator, however, never touched her and tightly protected her not far from her feet.

Hiss! It's so cold! A ghost like her, besides being burned by yin fire, is most afraid of cold. Beyond a certain limit, the ghost's body cannot be preserved.

Lu Yue looked up at the female cultivator and finally understood why she was so familiar. Hehe... Hehe! This person is actually the twin sister she has always wanted to identify with, but never had the chance to shout it out again. In the past decade, she has occasionally felt someone calling out to her from afar. It turns out that she has advanced to the middle stage of the primordial infant and has really come to save her.

Over 300 years have passed, watching her struggle with Ding Qishan with ease. Lu Yue really wants to cry. Unfortunately, being a ghost without tears.

Ding Qishan, for the sake of this ghost faced banner, you went from the Dao to the devil, and you dare to come to my Dao Gate and destroy two cities in a row. Do you really think we can't handle it

I'm sorry! "Ding Qishan saw the strongest magic weapon he had been longing for in his heart. The Ghost Face Banner was completely broken by these twenty-four people, and he knew that he had no more physiology today. He felt a surge of hostility in his heart." Old Master Yu, it's clear that you're the one who tricked me by destroying two cities. Take the people from those two cities and lure me here. What kind of righteous cultivator are you worthy of

The ghost faced banner shattered, and the Yin energy dissipated. At the top of Moji Mountain, due to the high hanging red moon, Lu Yue looked at everyone on the scene as if they were stained with countless bloodstains, feeling terrifyingly tight.

You demon, there's nothing you can do to upgrade this ghost faced banner. "Old Taoist Yu's eyes were splitting because of the 100000 people in those two cities.

Hahaha... let me tell you, how could it go so smoothly? "Ding Qishan's hair was disheveled and his smile was even more terrifying

Amitabha Buddha! "An old monk shouted his Buddhist name and took a step forward

Suddenly, over a hundred monks appeared on the periphery, sitting down together to recite scriptures. Before the old monk waved his sleeves, some newly arrived ghost flags that had been shattered into fragments drifted and reunited with their soul bodies.

Amitabha Buddha! Reincarnate yourself

Ding Qishan stayed there, these people really did everything they could to catch him.

... This thing is an ancient spirit treasure. Is it wrong for me to upgrade it? "Ding Qishan held the ghost face banner with only one light pole left, wanting to cry without tears." As long as you give me five million more ghost souls, it will be a definite spirit treasure. Spirit treasure, do you know? With it, I can ascend to the spirit world, ascend! Do you understand

No matter how good the Lingbao is, it's also a demon. And are you sure it ascended to the spiritual realm, not the demon realm?... Senior Brother Ding, look at how many people you killed for this thing? The master originally had decades of longevity, but you were so angry that he vomited blood and left early. Until now, are you still stubborn

The head of the Mingshi sect of Dongting Sect expressed extreme regret, "Back then, we fought against the Demon Gate together in the Water Sprinkling Kingdom. At that time, you were so spirited. But just because you surrendered this dilapidated Ghost Face Banner, you made yourself inhuman and ghostly. Where are you going to go wrong