The city lord floated in the air, constantly stretching out his dry fingers to point out several corners of the city.

A series of soul power followed his fingers and penetrated the void and directly entered the huge black cloth banners.

After absorbing the soul power of the city lord, the banner grew in the wind, and in an instant it changed from the original size of more than ten meters to fifty or sixty meters high.

The huge cloth banners were making noises, and the ghost energy twisted together, turning into huge chains, interspersed with each other, twisting into a huge cage, wrapping the trapped city in it.

In the cage, the wind was howling, the sky was dark and the earth was dark within ten miles, and the sand and stones were flying like the end of the world.

Some weak ghosts were pulled down by the powerful soul power, and their bodies suddenly disintegrated, turning into ghost energy, and being absorbed by the cloth banners.

"Your value is enough to allow me to use the city-sharing formation. I think all your companions should have come in, right?"

The lord of the trapped city stood in the void, raised his arms and looked at the Azure Dragon below which was condensing the dragon soul.

"Are you crazy? They are all ordinary souls. Do you want them to be buried with you?"

The monk shouted loudly.

The sound of soul explosions kept coming from the city. In just a moment, thousands of ghosts turned into nothingness, which made the two monks feel compassion...

"Why, do you feel sorry for me?

Put away your monk's false compassion, here, only the strong are qualified to talk about survival."

The city lord seemed to have no mind at all about what he did. Perhaps in his dictionary, there was no word mercy.

Xiao Yu listened to the sound of his soul explosion, but did not stop him, but was a little excited.

"You are very good at burying my little ghost with hundreds of thousands of ghosts in the city, but I want you to apologize to my little ghost."

The inkstone beat the Ghost King back a hundred meters before, which gave Xiao Yu a hope of victory, so now he is not afraid at all.

Xiao Yu stood on the back of Caidian, his eyes were blood red, his face showed a fierce light, and the white spiritual light on his body also became light and dark, with some red bloodshots mixed in it.

"Here, I am the king, and anyone who provokes will have no way to die.

I have 100,000 ghosts as the basis, it depends on how much spiritual power you have to play with me."

The city lord looked at Xiao Yu, sneered, then pointed at Xiao Yu a little, and a black chain fell from the sky, and directly sucked towards Xiao Yu.

The thick chains slashed through the sky, splitting the pervasive ghost energy into a narrow passage.

Xiao Yu looked at the thick chains falling from above, then waved his hand and flew out with a roar.

"Although the formation is good, it is likely to be your burial place."

The inkstone is a heavy object, a thing used to grind ink in the past, but now it is used as a heavy weapon by Xiao Yu, which is considered to be a waste of material use.

The city lord suffered the loss of the inkstone for the first time, so after seeing the inkstone fly out this time, he hurriedly retreated dozens of meters, and a red cloak appeared on his body.

After the inkstone flew out, it did not grow bigger, and it collided with the chains flying over the sky.

No sound was made, and the inkstone seemed to be hit in the air. The iron chain actually penetrated the inkstone directly, as if nothing had happened.

"snort……

Seeing this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but snorted coldly, changed his handprints, and the Yin and Yang fish on the black and white Tai Chi above his head sprinkled a piece of light, wrapping Xiao Yu in it.

At this time, Xiao Yu clasped his fists and let the black and white light of Tai Chi on his head fall on him.

call out……

The black chains went away like a sharp sword, and came in a flash, as if to tear everything that blocked him into pieces.

"The city-congratulation formation is indeed amazing. It can actually avoid attacks from other magical instruments. Then I just depend on your formation being powerful or my Tai Chi being powerful."

Xiao Yu grabbed the flying inkstone, and a suction force came out from his hand, sucking the inkstone back directly.

When he started the inkstone, he reached out and gently stroked his fingers, and a crack suddenly appeared on his fingers.

Then he stretched out his hand forward. After the light sprinkled from the black and white Tai Chi touched the blood of his fingers, it suddenly shone brightly and emitted a brilliant light.

The black and white Tai Chi that absorbed blood was like taking tonics, constantly getting bigger and changed from three to five meters in a blink of an eye.

The black and white gossip, which is more than ten meters in size, spread over Xiao Yu's head, was like a huge millstone constantly rotating.

Every time the Bagua rotates, the surrounding energy of heaven and earth will stagnate.

Xiao Yu let the formation absorb his blood. After five or six breaths, he clenched his fists gently and then stood up.

All this happened in a flash. When Xiao Yu stood up, the chains flying from above were getting closer and closer to him.

"Xiao Yu, be careful..."

Qinglong raised his arms below and shouted, "If Xiao Yu was penetrated by the iron chain, there would definitely be no possibility of survival."

The city lord stood in the distance, with the red cloak on his body roaring, but he was not at all happy, but instead felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"This kid is really mysterious. What exactly is that black and white Tai Chi? Why does it scare me? Is it an ancient exorcist?"

The city lord murmured in his heart, then retreated again, and distanced himself from Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu looked up, watched the chain fly towards him, took a step back with his right foot, and gently turned his arms in front of him.

As his arms rotated, a Tai Chi phantom condensed between his hands.

When Tai Chi was formed, Xiao Yu gently pushed forward and flew out directly.

Tai Chi flew out, like a high-speed spinning top, colliding with the rushing iron chain again.

This time, when the iron chain met Tai Chi, it stopped directly. The iron chain could not take a step forward, and Tai Chi was hanging there. The two were like spears and shields, and they didn't want to let each other go.

Xiao Yu continued to wave his arms and stood on Caidian's back as if he was playing Tai Chi. One by one, Tai Chi kept flying out of his hands and bombarding the iron chains in the sky.

After three consecutive blows, the chain finally couldn't bear it, and there were rips and cracks, then it turned into countless pieces with a click.

"You have such a hard time with a chain, so what do you think of the rest."

The city lord couldn't help but shout when he saw Xiao Yu breaking the iron chain.

Xiao Yu did not respond, but continued to play Tai Chi on the back of Caidian.

"Hmph...pretending to show off."

The city lord was a little disdainful, and then waved his hand and countless iron chains roared down.

From a distance, there were about hundreds of iron chains, densely packed, as if they were about to tie Xiao Yu into a hornet's nest.

While playing Tai Chi, Xiao Yu watched the movements in the sky. When he saw hundreds of iron chains roaring down, his expression finally became ugly.

"Amitabha……"

A Buddha's name rang not far from Xiao Yu, and then a red cassock flew from a distance. The cassock emitted a golden Buddha light, and any ghost energy would disappear when it approached the cassock.

The ascetic monk sat cross-legged, and the ancient Buddhist scriptures kept turning in his hands. The obscure Buddhist language came from his mouth, just like the real Buddha who had passed away all the worlds, making people feel like kneeling down and worshiping.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!