There's something wrong with the general.

Upon hearing this, the man in green and Xiao Jiqiu circulated their spiritual power and found that the spiritual power in their bodies was gradually dissipating.

If he couldn't kill the Taoist priest as soon as possible, his spiritual power would be exhausted and he would become a fish at the mercy of others.

While they were talking, several faceless black shadows suddenly appeared in the formation, floating above their heads like ghosts.

It attacked them with bared fangs and claws.

Ahh ....

Wen Yuxi couldn't help much and hid behind the three of them with his head in his hands.

He regretted more and more that he had not insisted on asking the little spirit to teach him some self-defense spells.

Now not only can he not help, but he is also a burden and can't even escape.

"It's an evil spirit." Xiao Jiqiu shouted.

He stretched out the long sword in his hand and slashed at the black shadow.

But there were too many black shadows, and they were moving very fast, penetrating every hole.

Xiao Jiqiu's long sword was entangled by the black shadow, and there was a tendency for it to slip out of his hand.

He held the sword in his right hand to block the black shadow, while his left hand calmly made hand gestures.

Immediately, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the room.

With a loud "crack", a bolt of lightning passed through the roof and the formation and struck directly at Xiao Jiqiu's sword.

There was a sizzling sound, and the black shadow wrapped around the sword let out a shrill and desperate scream, and turned into ashes in an instant.

There was a burning smell in the air.

Wen Yuxi looked up and saw that half of the black shadows in the formation had disappeared, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

I had the honor of seeing this technique last time, and today I saw that it is indeed extremely powerful.

Seeing that this method was very effective, Xiao Jiqiu intended to use it again.

Yun Qingyan saw his senior brother using this technique and hurriedly frowned to stop him: "Senior brother, this method consumes a lot of spiritual energy and should not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

Xiao Jiqiu shook his head: "Since we want a quick victory, we must use it."

At this moment, he suddenly took out a jade flute out of thin air and threw it to Yun Qingyan.

"Junior brother, I remember the book in the library says that evil spirits are extremely afraid of Buddhist chants. Our sect's Qingyin powder should have the same effect. Come and help me attack this evil spirit."

"Yes, senior brother."

The lightning he had just attracted seemed to have consumed a lot of his spiritual energy, and he was struggling to deal with the attack of the evil spirit.

These evil spirits are not the wandering souls of the recently dead, but are fed by cannibalizing their own kind in various fights. Their mental capacity is not much different from that of humans.

They knew how powerful Xiao Jiqiu's Thunder Technique was, so they attacked him from behind.

"Be careful." The man in green stabbed the evil spirit that attacked him from behind with a sword.

Xiao Jiqiu smiled at him gratefully: "Thank you."

The man in green said gently, "You are too polite, fellow Daoist."

At this moment, a very strange melody of a flute suddenly rang in my ears.

The sound is smooth and it is hard to say whether it is pleasant or unpleasant.

But when the sound of the flute reached his ears, Wen Yuxi felt his whole body tremble and he calmed down.

No sorrow, no joy, no desires and no pursuits.

It was as if the whole person fell into a very mysterious state.

Qingyinsan is indeed as its name suggests.

Wen Yuxi shook his head desperately, trying to get rid of this feeling.

He tore a piece of cloth from his body and stuffed it into his ears to block out the sound of the flute.

Sure enough, when I couldn’t hear any sound, my mood returned to normal.

Wen Yuxi thought with some fear, how come Qingyin Powder was like the forbidden song in the world, which made people lose the desire to live after listening to it.

Turning to look at the other three people, they all seemed fine, not affected by the song at all.

I can't help but give them a thumbs up.

The shadows in the formation, affected by the sound of the flute that was tainted with spiritual power, shook their heads and bumped around, making an extremely painful groan of "Ahhhh"

Yun Qingyan saw this scene, his face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly said to the others: "Brother, go and kill these evil spirits."

He turned his gaze to the man in blue, his expression somewhat hesitant.

The man in green used the long sword in his hand to cleanly and neatly kill dozens of evil spirits. The evil spirits were as if they had seen a ghost and hesitated to approach him.

He took advantage of this opportunity to turn around and say to Yun Qingyan, "Fellow Daoist, just cast the Qingyin Powder. I will go and break the formation."

After fighting for such a long time, he still handled it with ease and his clothes were not even messy.

This person was actually not affected by the formation's absorption of spiritual energy.

It’s as if the spiritual power in the body will never be cut off.

Yun Qingyan frowned slightly, a hint of inquiry flashing in his eyes.

But he was not a person who was confused. He calmed himself down, quickly put the jade flute to his lips, circulated his spiritual power, and blew out clear music.

This Qingyin Powder is a magic formula developed by the Taoist sect to awaken disciples who have gone astray.

For those who are possessed by evil spirits, it is like a downpour after a long drought.

On these evil spirits, the effect is just the opposite. To them, hearing it is like the devil's voice piercing their ears, causing them unbearable pain.

In a flash, they all lost their energy and spirit, and flew around in the formation like headless flies.

The pressure on Xiao Jiqiu suddenly eased. He withdrew his hand that was about to perform the Thunder Spell and instead concentrated on slashing and killing in the formation.

In a short while, most of the evil spirits in the formation had been killed by him.

The situation suddenly changed. The Taoist priest looked in astonishment as the evil spirits became fewer and fewer, and then he looked at them straight in the eye.

I originally thought they were just a few inexperienced disciples who were just starting out.

Not to mention that it is extremely difficult to obtain spiritual power here, just looking at how young these three people are, how much cultivation can they have?

Oh, he simply ignored Wen Yuxi, that burden.

So he made plans to take action.

Who would have thought that the level of cultivation of one of them was unknown, one of them could actually use the Thunder Attracting Technique, and the sound of the flute played by another one could actually make the evil spirit in its soul flag powerless to resist.

Who are these people?

The Taoist in gray narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, and secretly made a plan.

Seeing Xiao Jiqiu cutting a few more evil spirits as quickly as cutting melons, the anger in his heart rushed to his forehead.

Most of the evil spirits that had been painstakingly fed for many years were killed in an instant by the group of people in front of them.

With a look of pain on his face, he waved the soul flag, chanted some incantations, and took back the remaining dozen or so evil spirits.

After the evil spirit entered the Soul Banner, it collapsed into a ball as if all its energy had been sucked out.

The gray-robed Taoist priest's defense was instantly broken, and he could not help but curse: "You ignorant brats, you dare to kill my Yin Ling, you are simply courting death."

No matter what sect you are from, if you dare to hurt my Yin Ling, you will leave your life here!

A vicious look flashed in his eyes, and he decided to go all out.

He took out a fist-sized four-legged square tripod from his arms, then cast a few spells on the tripod and pushed it into the magic circle with one palm.

Unexpectedly, the tripod grew rapidly in the air, finally filling the entire magic circle and covering the four people.

Xiao Jiqiu looked up and exclaimed in shock, "Soul Transformation Cauldron! How could he have it?"

The Taoist in gray stroked his half-foot-long beard and said proudly, "Not bad, you can actually recognize it, you are quite knowledgeable. This is something I, an old Taoist, obtained with untold hardships, and I have never used it. If you hadn't killed my Yin spirit today, how would I have taken it out? How about I kill you and sacrifice it to the cauldron? It won't be a disgrace to you if you die in this cauldron."

Wen Yuxi wanted to curse loudly, saying how shameless he was, but he suppressed his anger.

To stay calm, one must cultivate from a young age the determination and courage to remain calm even when faced with a huge crisis.

Ah, I’m still so angry!

It seemed that the four-legged square tripod was about to crush them underneath.

Xiao Jiqiu rushed forward to block with his sword, but the tripod was as heavy as a thousand pounds and directly pressed him to the ground.

He gritted his teeth and persisted, but said, "Get out of the way, I can't hold on any longer!"

"Brother, let me help you!"

Yun Qingyan's eyes were filled with anxiety, and he rushed forward with his sword in hand.

The formation has not been broken yet.

Here comes another Soul-Transforming Cauldron.

Oh my god, does this villain have maxed out his buffs?

Wen Yuxi complained mercilessly.

He only has spiritual power and no magic. He said Alexander...