This spirit-devouring banner has been in the ground for many years, and has never had a soul replenishment. Even a soul fragment cannot enter that space. However, in Murong Xianxian's hands, although it has not been used much, it has devoured a large number of souls, including the souls of advanced cultivators. But just now she didn't want the people of Jinghai Sect to know that they had this magic weapon in their hands, but she also thought that there were these things in the underground palace, which was simply a feast of the spirit-devouring banner.

As soon as the spirit-eating banner came out, the ghosts seemed to feel danger, and they all slowed down their speed, and the chirping ghost words became even more sharp.

“Duh!”

Murong Xianxian shouted lightly and punched a magic trick towards the Spirit-Devouring Banner.

The Spirit-Devouring Banner has devoured a large number of souls and soul fragments. The skull has already had its spiritual intelligence. When he first saw such a rich meal in front of him, he felt a little impatient. He was restricted by the Spirit-Devouring Banner and could only do it in a hurry.

Murong Xianxian's magic trick seemed to have untied its constraints. A harsh roar suddenly sounded. With the sound, a skull suddenly jumped out of the banner and surged in an instant. It was like a large water tank. The silk threads condensed by countless green smoke shot out from its seven orifices, shooting at the ghosts like lightning.

These ghosts are all spiritual bodies. Their predecessors may be the soul fragments of a human or a monster. After countless years of devouring, they become what they are now... There is no doubt that the souls formed in this way must be powerful. Once the spirit-devouring banner devours them, one can match several ordinary souls.

Although the ghosts were moving very quickly, they were not as fast as the green silk threads. Each silk thread tied a ghost and Xingchi threw it into her mouth like lightning.

As a result, the ghosts who were still watching made a series of chirping ghost cry, spreading and running wildly, no matter how powerful they were, the Spirit-Devouring Banner was their nemesis.

Seeing the ghosts running away, a sharp roar sounded from the skull's mouth. The skull suddenly opened its mouth and sprayed green smoke balls as big as fists. These green smoke balls shot into the ghosts far and near like meteors, and exploded, turning into a bunch of green smoke. In an instant, the ghosts were screaming shrillly from the smoke.

call!

The skull in the air suddenly opened its mouth and sucked it hard. The green smoke from far and near rushed to its mouth like a river, and there were faint figures and sounds of ghosts inside. In the blink of an eye, the green smoke was gone, and the underground space of thousands of meters was also solemn... The ghosts that were originally filled with this space were already empty and were swallowed by the skull. Murong Xianxian quickly made a magic trick, and the skull made a strange roar full of joy, and suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot out of the spirit-devouring banner. The black banner suddenly shrank. It turned into a black tent about an inch long and fell on Murong Xianxian's hand.

"Master, you have eliminated the ghosts here, which makes it cheaper for the guys behind you." Li Yaoyao said.

Cheap?

Murong Xianxian was not afraid of those who were cheaper, but thought that once Song Chaoshan and the others came in, it would be easier to track her down, which would be much more annoying. Her eyes flashed, and she had already made plans in her heart. She waved to Murong Qianxue and others, looking for spoils first, and then making plans.

There are storage bags next to the dead monks who have just died and those dead bones that have not known how many years have passed away. Some storage bags have been decayed. But there are also many intact materials. Most of the materials used to make space equipment can withstand the corrosion of time. Those decayed storage bags are mostly due to other reasons. Moreover, the metals on the ground contain some special substances. Murong Xianxian and the others do not lack storage equipment. So what can be loaded without falling. In an instant, all the valuable items in this area were plundered, and the ghosts in the distance were frightened by the movements of the Spirit-Devouring Banner just now, but they only patrol outside the safe distance and never dared to approach again.

"Walk."

Seeing that there was already a lot of time to delay, Murong Xianxian led his people to continue walking. A faint sound of water came from afar. However, an underground river rushing down to the distance, flowing to the endless darkness. Although it was not clear, the ghosts hidden in the water could not hide Murong Xianxian's spiritual consciousness. After a moment of pondering, Murong Xianxian took out the water dragon ball that had just been put away and ran towards the underground river.

She didn't want to just get hatred, and there were Song Chaoshan and others, so she also had a restraint on Huo Yunda and the others. But she also didn't want anyone to spy on her side. Whether it was taking advantage of the situation or whatever, she didn't like it. The best way was to get rid of them. Seeing this river undoubtedly gave her a good idea.

He led Murong Qianxue and others to jump into the river. The Water Spirit Pearl released a light shield that seemed to be a substance to protect them. The air could circulate, but water, ghosts, monsters, fish and other objects could not pass through.

When they found that the light shield in front of them could not be passed through, the demon fish and ghosts would not let go of the delicacies that were close to them, and rushed up one after another.

"Get out!" Murong Tingtao shouted lightly, and the Chunqiu Pen threw out a few cold stars. The demon fish died one after another, but the ghosts were the bodies of spiritual bodies. Although the Chunqiu Pen could also cause harm to them, it was not very big.

"Stop." Murong Xianxian shouted softly, but he was also upset when he saw the monster fish and ghosts.

After thinking, she took out the Spirit-Devouring Banner and made a magic trick... This time, the Spirit-Devouring Banner only rose to about a meter in size, and the skull did not fly out, but silk threads condensed from green smoke shot out of the lightning like lightning, wrapping around the fish monsters and ghosts.

The ghosts were tied in by silk threads, without any room for struggle. The bound demon fish also took off the silk threads, but their transparent souls were pulled out by the silk threads and were swallowed by the spirit-eating banner. The demon fish and ghosts who were lucky enough to escape no longer dared to approach, but Murong Xianxian did not let the spirit-eating banner continue to swallow, maintaining a certain deterrence and moving along the river.

"Master, there is something at the bottom of the river." A thought came from the Wind Ghost suddenly.

"Hmm? What?" Murong Xianxian asked strangely.

...

Not long after Murong Xianxian and others entered the underground river, Song Chaoshan and others also passed the underground palace tunnel to enter here, but what they saw was the monsters that the monks were hiding in the distance... Originally, they would not be so far behind, but they were not lucky. They were blocked by a group of monsters before entering the underground palace. Although they broke out after a short time, they lost the traces of Murong Xianxian and others.

"Senior Brother Song, it seems that those people have come." Liu Shaolin said.

"You still have to say this?"

Song Chaoshan was in a bad mood. His tone became a little rushing, "Looking at the looks of those ghosts, it was obvious that he suffered. What I wondered about is where these people went?"

"Can both lose money?" asked a monk.

"impossible!"

Liu Shaolin secretly glanced at Song Chaoshan and said, "If both sides were injured, not only those ghosts would not stay far away, but their bodies would also be left on the ground."

"Let's go, be careful!"

Song Chaoshan signaled a monk to walk in front. He was in the middle... and he judged others. He suspected that Murong Xianxian would ambush somewhere to ambush them. Of course, it might be to avoid them. No matter what the reason, he would find these people.

"Senior Brother Song, there is a river over there."

A monk suddenly shouted, and while informing everyone, he walked towards the river.

"Far away from that... Damn!" Song Chaoshan looked at the underground river casually, and suddenly felt a palpitation. When the spiritual sense extended, his face changed and he shouted loudly.

"What..." The monk was not far from the river bank at this time. He didn't hear it very clearly and subconsciously turned around and asked.

Hum~

A splash of water suddenly splashed on the river surface. The monk heard the exclamation of his fellow disciples when he turned around, reminded him, and saw them sending flying swords to him... No, not to him, but... He suddenly turned around, and felt strange figures flashing in front of him. Then his body and soul seemed to be bound. His body fell into the river uncontrollably.

Plop!

He fell in like a stone.

"What is that?" a monk murmured.

Everyone stopped to attack helplessly. The underground river water was extremely dark and could not see clearly what was in the water. After the monk fell into the river, he did not float again. It was obviously a bad luck.

"It's a ghost hiding in the water. It seems that those people probably escaped by the river." Liu Shaolin said with a gloomy face.

"Not necessarily. If she had a way to kill ghosts, she might be able to act with the cover of these ghosts in the water." Song Chaoshan looked at the water with suspicious eyes.

The water splash suddenly flipped up, and a shriveled corpse floated up from the water, but it was the monk who had just been dragged into the water by the ghost. However, it seems that the situation is very bad now. If it weren't for a familiar person, there would be no way to imagine this corpse that turned gray like a mummy. A moment ago, it was still a lively and energetic monk.

When everyone saw the appearance of the corpse, they subconsciously took a step back and looked at him in amazement. It seemed that they were looking at a monster. Although the storage bag on it did not fall, everyone dared not approach the corpse, as if they were facing a plague.

"snort!"

Song Chaoshan snorted coldly in displeasure. Under Liu Shaolin's gaze, a monk came to the corpse with fear and took off the storage bag... Fortunately, nothing unacceptable happened. The monk took off the storage bag and came back and handed it over to Song Chaoshan.

"Senior Brother Song, what should I do next?" Liu Shaolin whispered.
Chapter completed!