Chapter two hundred and thirty seventh magic weapon(2/2)
That means he is not completely out of the chance!!
Thinking of this, Ye Qing no longer hesitated and took out his trump card.
Soul-small flute.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Accompanied by the sound of crisp whimpers, strands of green aura surged out from the sound of the soul, and strands of green light turned into streams of light, and in an instant, came to Elder Zihan.
"What's this!!!"
Originally, it was based on the sound of the flute, but there was no soul body at all. Elder Zihan seemed very resistant to the green flute sound.
The green light instantly surrounded Elder Zihan.
"Young man!! The methods are despicable enough!!"
Elder Zihan said while using his spiritual sense to resist Ye Qing's flute sound.
In order to resist the bass, Elder Zihan had to concentrate his spiritual sense highly.
For this reason, he could only temporarily give up his control over the Golden Sword Rain.
Seeing this, Elder Zifeng immediately spoke to Ye Qing, "Go!!! Hurry up!"
Ye Qing's best chance to escape while Elder Zifeng was concentrating on dealing with Diyin.
Ye Qing naturally understood this.
After smirking at Elder Zihan, who was helpless in front of him for a moment.
He said, "Elder Zihan has given up! But I still have urgent matters, so I won't be with you now!"
After saying that, Ye Qing flashed and planned to leave.
"Damn it!! Where to run!!"
However, Elder Zihan did not seem to plan to let Ye Qing go.
Seeing Ye Qing leaving, he forced the true energy in his body again in desperation.
Controlling the remaining part of the golden sword rain that was still floating in the air, chasing Ye Qing again in the direction of Ye Qing.
"Damn it!! He is determined not to let me go!!!"
Ye Qing didn't seem to have expected that Elder Zihan would also plan to let him go under such circumstances.
Elder Zifeng's tone became heavier when he saw this.
He spoke slowly and said to Ye Qing extremely seriously, "He is determined to kill you to silence you!!"
"What should I do then!!!"
Ye Qing had no choice now...
However, Elder Zifeng gave him an idea.
"Stop running!! You can't get rid of him like this!"
"Where is your flute just now!! I don't think it works for him?"
"Quick!! Keep blowing!!!"
Ye Qing turned around and looked at Elder Zihan who was chasing him fiercely behind him.
Plus the countless golden sword rains that followed him.
Ye Qing couldn't help but feel nervous...
He swallowed his saliva and shouted to Elder Zifeng, "With Elder Zihan's cultivation and spiritual consciousness, my Soul-Suppressing Xiao can only control him for a while at most!!"
"It's definitely not possible for a long time!!"
"When he asks to control it, please! We both are afraid they will die!!!"
However, Elder Zifeng was not very concerned about what Ye Qing said.
Instead, it is easier said.
"Zihan is my senior brother! He is in the same class, guess... do you understand him or I understand him?"
Elder Zihan behind him was about to catch up.
Elder Ye Qing Jianzifeng was still using this slow speech speed, talking to himself calmly.
It is impossible to say that you don’t care!
But without thinking, Elder Zifeng obviously had an idea.
But it was just to take revenge on himself, Elder Zifeng had not allowed to use his body...
This is naturally not the time when he turns against him.
Ye Qing could only grit his teeth and patiently continued to ask Elder Daozifeng while speeding up his speed.
"It's all right!! When you understand it!! Hearing you say that, you must have a good idea?"
"Well!! I don't care about your Xiao or the flute, hurry up and continue to blow it!!!"
As he said that, Elder Zifeng sneered gloomyly.
He, the senior brother, probably didn't expect Ye Qing to have such strength...
If he had planned to kill Ye Qing to silence him at first, he would have been so angry that he was now embarrassed.
I have to kill Ye Qing...
It is precisely because of this that Elder Zifeng felt that Zi Han, who had lost his mind, had become a loophole that could be exploited...
"knew!!"
After Ye Qing responded, he took out his soul-suppressing Xiao again.
Widths of green aura surged out from the sound of the soul, and wisps of green light turned into streams of light, coming to Elder Zihan again.
However, this time Elder Zihan didn't seem to have expected Ye Qing to use this move again...
With his spiritual sense, all of them are used to control the golden sword rain.
He was careless for a moment and actually told Ye Qing to succeed...
"You...you...!!"
The originally clear pupils became very turbid at this moment.
"It's now!!!"
Elder Zifeng suddenly reminded Ye Qing loudly.
Ye Qing exclaimed lightly, "I understand!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qing directly controlled the Hanli sword in front of him, cut through the air, turned into an ice dragon, and instantly came to Elder Zihan and completely tore it apart.
"Tick! Tick!"
Bright red blood kept falling from the air, and the strong smell of blood was even more pungent.
Ye Qing touched his nose and looked at the body of Elder Zihan in the distance, feeling a little comfortable.
After this battle just now, Ye Qing consumed almost all his spiritual power.
Despite this situation, Elder Zifeng may replace Ye Qing as the controller of this body at any time.
But at this time he had long since been careless about so much...
Who told me that after coming out of the secret realm, I was chased by Elder Zihan for so long?
Even his current situation is unrestrained...
Now I can take revenge on my previous shame and avenge my revenge.
Ye Qing had nothing else, he just had a grudge. This time he killed Elder Zihan, which was in line with his wishes.
At the same time, the one-eyed ghost in the distance came late and touched the blood on his body with his hands. His eyes were quite blurred and he seemed very happy.
Ye Qing patted the dust on his body.
Make yourself look less embarrassed.
While asking the one-eyed ghost casually, "Where are they? They have all been dealt with?"
“Woo woo woo woo…”
The one-eyed ghost was unable to scream.
Obviously, the blood stains on its body were stained by those foreign monks who followed and had low cultivation. It was not difficult for the one-eyed ghost.
"Guard me!"
Now that his spiritual power is not enough, the situation on Qi Ze is still unclear.
Going back rashly may be dangerous...
Chapter completed!