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Zou Ping was driven into confusion by Wen Yanke's ignorance of himself and his willingness to get rid of him first even though he was injured.

Just now, when he used the barrier to block Wutang's five thunder talismans, it seemed light and breezy on the surface, but in fact it took him a lot of effort. Wen Yanke's sword energy was slightly more powerful than the five thunder talismans, even if he blocked the gate of life Other wounds are also not easy to heal.

He hurriedly mobilized a few golden core stage ghosts outside the door to attack Wen Yanke, while the other qi training and foundation building stage ghosts in the room surrounded him for protection.

Wu Tang stuck to Wen Yanke's back, with his chin resting on his shoulder, while watching the battle situation, he continued to draw amulets with his own blood.

He pasted the two newly drawn Lingbi Talismans in front of Wen Yanke's body, and saw that there were fewer and fewer spirits in the room for Qi training and foundation building, and the more ones were all in the Jindan period, and all of them rushed towards Wen Yanke.

The leading ghosts staggered and almost clung to Wen Yanke's body.

Wu Tang had heard about the soul-inducing banners before, and these ghosts used the spirit attack, and once the target was established, even if they used the instant talisman, they couldn't escape.

Once the soul is damaged, it is extremely difficult to repair, it is impossible for Wu Tang to watch his junior get hurt.

Wu Tang gritted his teeth. Although his cultivation was not as good as Zou Ping and Wen Yanke's, it was enough to deal with these ghosts.

He was reluctant to use the four newly drawn spells, so he pulled out his long sword from the bedside, mobilized his spiritual energy and swung the sword to push the ghosts in front of him away.

Neighboring and falling in the middle, the Yin Soul stumbled over the footsteps of the Yin Souls who were about to surround them, and gathered around the Yin Souls to share food with them, but the Nascent Soul Stage was not reborn.

Although these ghosts have limited intelligence, they are huge in number and can devour each other to advance. Not to mention the new Nascent Soul stage brothers that Zou Ping has recruited, the Nascent Soul stage that is born after these ghosts devour each other is also difficult enough.

If so many Nascent Soul Stages devour each other again, I am afraid that several Transformation Stages will be born.

Going on like this is definitely not an option, Wu Tang frowned more and more.

There will always be flaws in the soul-inducing banner, and the source is still in Zou Ping. The method of the younger brother seems to be the most direct at present.

Wu Tang was wary of the ghosts surrounding his junior brother, and at the same time, he used a spell to attack Zou Ping's gate of life in the gap between Wen Yanke's sword. Unfortunately, Zou Ping was much more cautious than Lan Qing, and he protected his gate of life very well. The ghosts around him The broken limbs and broken arms fell all over the ground like flying debris, and attracted other ghosts to surround and devour him, and repeated his body protection, completely hiding his body.

On the contrary, the cultivation base of ghosts born around them became higher and higher until the first Nascent Soul Stage was born.

Wu Tang's heart skipped a beat.

His meridians hadn't recovered well, and at this moment he was gradually exhausted and his mind was dizzy.

Where is the flaw?

A thought suddenly popped up in Wu Tang's mind, the tighter Zou Ping protects himself, the more it shows that he is in a weak link.

But why would a person with a deep scheming mind like him expose his weaknesses so unguardedly?

The newly born Nascent Soul Stage crawled out from the group of ghosts, and walked towards Wen Yanke staggeringly on the stumped limbs and broken arms on the ground.

Wu Tang continued to use the method just now, but failed to pick him out, and even only made a cut on the side of his neck.

He hastily struck again with his sword, but it just cut off his right calf as well. The ghost shook, but didn't stop at all, and then walked towards Wen Yanke.

Wu Tang's scalp tingled for a while, and his mind was pulled. The Nascent Soul Stage was getting closer and closer to Wen Yanke, only two steps away.

Wu Tang had no choice but to send a voice transmission to Wen Yanke to tell him to be careful.

However, before he could transmit the sound, Wu Tang glanced at Zou Ping's position surrounded by the crowd, where Wen Yanke's sword energy had just split a corner - but there was no one there.

Wen Yanke frowned, and quickly reacted.

But Wu Tang was always vigilant, and moved faster, before he could speak, he took out a spell and hit it on the Nascent Soul in front of Wen Yanke.

The ghost was only one step away from Wen Yanke, his face twisted and hissed, his body shattered, revealing the phantom of Zou Ping.

Wutang struck with another talisman quickly, but the phantom had no substance and drifted away like smoke. The talisman passed through the phantom and fell to the ground, and Zou Ping returned to the original place surrounded by ghosts.

"He will be possessed by Yinhun." Wu Tang felt that it was becoming more and more difficult, and the anxiety could not help showing in his tone.

He used up a lot of spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness for several consecutive sword strikes and continuous drawing of talismans, and he leaned on Wen Yanke's back feeling exhausted.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yanke heard that she hadn't stopped just now, but now she stopped her movements, bent down and took the Wutang Qi Buqi Pill that had been placed on the table before, turned around, unplugged it and poured it in Wutang's hand.

"Brother Yuanying still needs to recover, don't be so tired..." As if this series of changes did not arouse his nervousness at all, "Just watch and rest."

I don't know if it's Wu Tang, but even the movement of Yin Hun froze for a moment.

As if they were not at the moment of life and death, Zou Ping and the ghosts in the room were no threat, they were competing with each other.

Infected by Wen Yanke's attitude, Wu Tang suddenly calmed down.